Chapter 133: The Law of the Law Soldiers

Early the next morning, as soon as Lin Tianhao came out of the cave with a dark face, he saw the more than 30 big puppet men, which immediately made his scalp explode... He closed his eyes, turned back to the cave after a long time, tidied up, and once again When he came out, he walked away without looking back.

He didn't want to stay here to waste time with Wang Baole, and he also saw that he was wasting his time. If he continued like this, Wang Baole would not be affected, and his cultivation here would definitely be delayed, as well as his magic tools.

When Wang Baole found out that Lin Tianhao had packed up his things and left, he became anxious, ran out and waved, intending to persuade him to come back, but when Lin Tianhao saw Wang Baole, he walked even faster.

"Oh, what a good test product, just left like this..." Wang Baole was a little depressed, watching Lin Tianhao's back disappear, then shook his head and returned to the cave helplessly.

As for Lin Tianhao who was leaving quickly at this moment, his expression was extremely ugly. If he was in Misty City, he had too many ways to deal with Wang Baole, but in this monastery, all his methods were ineffective.

"Wait until the day I become a soldier, Wang Baole, I will definitely let you know what regret is!"

Lin Tianhao moved out. Except for some people who paid special attention to this matter, no one paid much attention to it. After all, the Fabing Pavilion is too big, like a city, and there are many disciples in it. Everyone has their own things. Even though there were many words slandering Wang Baole on the Lingwang.com, at most it was just letting people know his name, and they didn't have any contact with him, so they didn't pay attention to his specific appearance.

At the same time, the vacant cave next to Wang Baole was unoccupied for a short time. Seeing this, Wang Baole simply spent a lot of effort, and invited the seniors from the government affairs office to give him a favor, secretly dissolving the formation, and digging through it. Immediately, the size of the cave doubled. Looking at the big cave that looked like a suite, Wang Baole felt depressed about Lin Tianhao leaving without saying goodbye, and finally recovered.

It was also at this time that he began to prepare for the promotion of soldiers. Wang Baole planned to refine a hundred pieces of first-grade magic weapons in one go, and be promoted to soldiers.

But before that, he took out the dream pillow and went to the dream world. He rented the dream pillow for five years, and Wang Baole didn't return it even before the time came.

At this moment in this dream world, Wang Baole took out the black mask, and he wanted to ask the young lady inside if there were any exercises suitable for cultivation in the Real Breath Realm, similar to the Qi Devouring Art in the Ancient Martial Realm.

After all, from Wang Baole's point of view, the Qi Devouring Jue seems to correspond to the Qi Cultivating Jue, so there may be a more profound art of refining weapons than the Wu Wu Hua Bing Jue.

But when he said his thoughts, the mask didn't respond. However, Wang Baole was used to the sometimes capriciousness of the young lady inside, so he spoke sweetly to the mask with what he thought was the gentlest voice.

"Super beautiful, invincible and lovely young lady, your Baole has come to see you again."

"Miss sister, you told me that the golden body is really useful. As soon as I entered the secret realm, everyone who saw my spiritual roots immediately fell in love with me, which made me feel embarrassed." Wang Baole pretended Embarrassed, he peeked at the mask while talking. With his experience after returning from Lingxi Township, he didn't open his mouth to test his tone.

Finally, at the moment when he said the word "golden body", the mask changed, and it flickered a few times rapidly, giving Wang Baole the feeling that the young lady inside seemed to be a little unstable. He immediately became vigilant and pondered. This young lady seemed to have a bad temper today, and when she wanted to come back another day, suddenly, a bolt of lightning burst out of the mask.

"Miss sister, what are you doing!" Wang Baole's eyes widened, and he backed away immediately.

But the speed of the lightning was so fast that Wang Baole couldn't dodge it at all. In an instant, the lightning penetrated into his body, and he felt sore and numb. In Wang Baolin's heartbeat, the lightning wandered around the seed-eating position of his dantian for a while. circle, apparently aware of Wang Baole's 100% spiritual veins and the spiritual roots in the Seed Devourer, and then got out of his body, and when he returned to the mask, he muttered, which seemed to echo in this dream world.

"What luck is this fat man!!"

"Who?" The muttering was too low, and Wang Baole couldn't hear it clearly. He only heard the words "dead fat man", and his hairs stood on end. I was prepared in my heart, although the other party was able to speak unexpectedly, it was not unacceptable.

However, Wang Baole snorted in his heart about the fat man the other party said. After looking around, his eyes finally fell on the mask, showing a puzzled look.

"Miss, are you talking, there are no fat people around here."

It seems that Wang Baole's pretending to be stupid has been ignored. Although the young lady inside the mask did not continue to speak, words gradually emerged on the mask.

Wang Baole was refreshed, and quickly looked at it, but he was a little disappointed soon. What appeared on the mask was not the cultivation method he wanted, but a magic weapon formula that was told to him.

According to the description of the recipe, Wang Baole deduced it and realized that it was a scabbard!

"Let me refine the scabbard? What's so good about refining the scabbard? It's not for refining the flying sword. Besides, the flying sword doesn't need a scabbard." Wang Baole was a little reluctant.

Hearing the reluctance in Wang Baole's tone, the mask flashed again, and new handwriting appeared.

"If the refined scabbard can reach the ultimate level, it can surpass the magic weapon and become the supreme thing, and it can absorb the ancient bronze sword on the sun..." Wang Baole laughed immediately after seeing it.

"Sister, stop joking. You think I'm stupid. I've been using this trick to cheat people for pocket money since I was six years old. Can you tell me something reliable?"

This time the mask was silent for a long time, then flickered again, and after the handwriting changed again, he told Wang Baole that this scabbard was only the first step, after refining it, there would be follow-up exercises. The spiritual needle, refined step by step, sooner or later, the spiritual needle in it will become a spiritual sword, which can cut everything in the world!

"This is a little more reliable." Wang Baole looked at it carefully. Although he didn't believe it, he didn't say much for the follow-up exercises. After leaving the dream space, he sat there thinking about the formula. After a rough look, after studying at this moment, he slowly moved.

"It's just a first-grade magic weapon, but it's so cumbersome. It's different from the first step. The spirit stone that carries the fretwork must not only be colorful, but also need to be a complete one. It cannot be divided and pieced together. It needs to be condensed into a colorful spirit in the shape of a scabbard." stone?"

Surprised, Wang Baole became interested, studied it again, and looked up for a long time with shock in his eyes.

In addition to the requirements for spirit stones, this grade magic weapon is even more so for fretwork. In Wang Baole's opinion, the number of fretwork required exceeds the amount used by ordinary third-grade spirit treasures, and there are even many arrangements of fretwork inside. Wang Baole can use formulas to deduce, but he doesn't understand the meaning.

Not to mention that the level of spiritual blanks is equally complicated, and the materials used in the forging are also extremely strict. All these things make this treasure not as simple as a first-grade product no matter how you look at it.

However, this is a first-grade magic weapon!

"It won't be true that one day, this scabbard will reach its peak, and it can absorb the ancient bronze sword..." Wang Baole thought for a while, and felt that this is still impossible, but at this moment, he is already very interested in this scabbard, It can also be seen that even if this thing is not as exaggerated as the young lady said, it is obviously a treasure.

"I can even add the beads of the blue spear during the refining process... In this way, maybe the two treasures can be fused together, and the power will be even greater!" When Wang Baole was studying beads before, he had After thinking like this, since the bead is transformed from a magic weapon, it might be effective to fuse it with a certain magic weapon.

It's just that there is only one bead, Wang Baole didn't dare to try it lightly, seeing that the scabbard looks good at this moment, his heart is even more excited.

However, he knew that the scabbard was difficult to refine, so he was not in a hurry, but first refined the first-grade perfect magic weapon needed to be promoted to a soldier. According to the list specified by the Magic Weapon Pavilion, after Wang Baole chose it, he refined it in this cave.

Time passed, and three days passed by. After seven or eight failures, Wang Baole finally refined a first-grade perfect magic weapon flying sword. It is much higher than Wang Baole's previous refining level.

"Cui Ning Sword!" Wang Baole's eyes lit up, and after checking the list of Magic Weapon Pavilion, he knew that his sword fully met the requirements, so he engraved his name on it happily, and at the same time, he also felt emotional, knowing that this sword looks good After the sword is in someone else's hands, it's fine if it's used against others, but if it's used against himself, then he has a way to shatter the sword in an instant.

"The mages are all chicken thieves." Wang Baole sighed. This was told to him by Chen Yutong, and it is also an unspoken rule of all the mages in the Federation.

That's the back door!

Every mage, when refining the magic weapon, will leave a back door that only he knows. This tacit rule is set up to prevent the magic weapon he created from becoming a murder weapon to kill himself!

Although it is disliked and feared by others, and there are even occasional disasters, this is the behavior of the entire industry. The more it is like this, the more it cannot be stopped.