Chapter 182 Qingsuo Silver Staff and Complete Set of Magical Instruments

"This is probably the roughest magic weapon I've ever seen."

In the ground stove room, the old man in green robe looked at Wei Suo with a disdainful expression on a short silver staff that had not dissipated the heat yet.

Apart from some thin rune patterns, this short silver staff has no decorations or shapes. One side is round and the other side is flat. There are five holes in it. Not only does it look rough, but it can indeed be described as ugly. .

But looking at the finished silver short staff, Wei Suo looked excited.

You must know that this is the Qingsuo silver staff that Wei Suo spent three days and three nights successfully refining. The second step alone is to control the initially refined silver sè staff to the level of fire control that will not melt. , it took him a full day to control it. It's not easy to refine it, ugly is ugly, anyway, it's a magic weapon, anyway, it's a magic weapon, and it's not a wife, it just needs to be practical enough.

Under the scornful gaze of the green-robed old man, Wei Suo took out the yellow heart-eating insect elder magic bead that he had prepared earlier, and embedded it in a hole on the staff.

This yellow crystal bead is a bit big, and only half of it can be embedded in it, but after inserting it, at least there are some decorations on the green cable silver staff, and it finally looks a little better.

After seeing that there should be no problem, Wei Suo tried to inject a stream of true energy into it.

With a soft sound of "Bo", almost instantly, a mass of gray-black brilliance exploded in front of Qingsuo's silver staff.

Seeing such gray and black brilliance, Wei Suo's eyes were filled with ecstasy.

He stretched out his hand and took out a broken silver magic shield.

This magic shield is the last one left by those monks in Sihaitang. The magic shield was punched full of holes, but it could still be used. It's just that the defensive power of this magic shield is not even as good as half-spiritual rank, so it's useless to Wei Suo.

With a soft sound of "Bo", Wei Suo raised his hand, and the gray-black brilliance aroused from Qingsuo's silver staff hit the silver magic shield.

The silver magic shield suddenly lost its inspiration and fell to the stone ground in front of Wei Suo with a bang.

Picking up this silver magic shield and looking at it, I saw that there were many pockmarks and pitted spots on the surface, as if they had been corroded by some concentrated acid.

Contained in this Heart Eater Elder Dharma Bead,

Sure enough, it is the innate ability of the heart-eating worm elder after he advanced. It has the same power as the yin phosphorous sand, which can corrode the opponent's magic weapon and magic weapon!

When Wen Daozhou was dying, he wanted to use a magic weapon shaped like a bird's beak to do his best, but it was the gray-black ray inspired by the heart eater elder that instantly destroyed his magic weapon.

With this thing, even if the opponent is a real magic weapon of the spiritual rank, giving the opponent such a sudden blow is enough to make the opponent drink a pot.

What made Wei Suo even more proud was that the green-robed old man had said before that this kind of magic orb can only stimulate the power in it purely. Every time it is activated, the power in the magic orb will be reduced by one point, and finally the power will be exhausted. , then this dharma bead is useless, so I can only change it to another dharma bead. But now after firing this gray-black brilliance twice in a row, Wei Suo saw that the light of the yellow magic bead on Qingsuo's silver staff has not dimmed much. It seems that it must be fired at least dozens of times. There is no problem.

This kind of color at the bottom of the press box can be used for a long time dozens of times, and it must be much more durable than the carrion water hyacinth used by the veteran in the Qingfengling Mausoleum that day.

Thinking of this, Wei Suo couldn't help but patted his head, remembering that there was still some rotting corpse water left in the gourd, and it might be used once.

After putting away this Qingsuo silver staff that can be inlaid with four magic beads, Wei Suo took out from the treasure bag the smut of the red-robed ruthless monk who had competed with him for the furnace room. The green flying sword was burnt and pitted.

After taking out the flying sword embryo that had no aura, Wei Suo opened the thirty-two golden toad mouths on the ground stove room one after another.

As thirty-two earth fires spewed out, a fiery ball of fire formed in the center of the cauldron, and the temperature of the entire earth fire furnace room also suddenly rose.

Wei Suo stretched out his hand and threw the green sword embryo into the fire ball. He saw the green sword embryo held by the tongue of flames flipping non-stop in the fire ball, but after a while, there was still only a slight The redness is obviously mixed with Yingang essence and Tianxuan Wujin. The melting point of the Feijian sword tire is indeed many times higher than that of Qingsuoyin.

But it's no wonder that most of the time, the flying sword relies on the sword body itself to attack the enemy. If it is burned by the firepower casually, it can't resist, then it can't be called a flying sword at all.

"There are about five more furnace openings to be opened." After concentrating on observing for a while, the old man in green robe said this to Wei Suo.

Wei Suo nodded, and opened five more golden toad furnaces in a row. With the influx of these five firepower, the sword embryo finally began to turn completely red.

The old man in green robe nodded and said, "Okay, we can start now."

Wei Suo didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand, and a burst of innate fire was stimulated from his hand. It first formed a ball of fire, and then slowly changed in the air, slowly changing into the shape of a white awl.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

I saw this hammer condensed from innate real fire repeatedly tempered and beat on the red sword tire, and there was a sound like iron striking.

Seeing this scene, the old man in green robe snorted, but a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

It seems that monks with fire roots are much more capable of controlling fire spells than ordinary monks. For monks without fire roots, it takes at least ten days of practice to achieve this step. It only took Wei Suo three days to temper the sword fetus with the innate fire.

The green-robed old man was a little satisfied, but Wei Suo had a bitter face, because the difficulty of tempering the sword body was no less than that of condensing fire into a needle-carved magic circle on the green cable silver.

Because not only the intensity of the innate fire must be well controlled, but also the power of each blow must be well controlled. If the firepower and power exceed one point, all the useful essence will be scattered away.

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I saw that every time the white real fire hammer fell, the sword body sank, and then was lifted up by the powerful earth fire pillar, and every time it was struck, a thin layer of sparks would appear on the sword body, After some fine impurities seemed to fly out, they were immediately burned to ashes by the ground fire and swept out.

Under the non-stop forging hammer, the sword embryo was slowly beaten into a ball by Wei Suo.

After more than an hour, Wei Suo, who had obviously exhausted his true energy, directly took out five or six Huizhen Pills and swallowed them. Anyway, except for a small part of the Huizhen Pills that he got at Sihaitang that day, Han Weiwei took them back. Most of them are here with Wei Suo, and for a long time after that, it is estimated that Wei Suo will not need to buy such pills at all.

After adjusting his breath for a while, and after his true essence had almost recovered, Wei Suo then transformed into a small white real fire hammer, and then forged the hammer again.

This time, the strength of the forging hammer was significantly stronger.

After more than half an hour, I saw a ball of red fine gold, which had suddenly become only about one-half of its original size. Then, under Wei Suo's slow hammering, the ball of fine gold turned into a small knife shape.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" After beating the knife repeatedly for more than half an hour, until it was almost impossible to see any sparks, Wei Suo carefully forged again. The blade of this small knife came, and after he forged it carefully over and over again, until the blade of the small knife was beaten very sharply, Wei Suo stopped his hand and pulled out the small knife violently.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Suo directly activated a water-type magic talisman, and a ball of water formed out of thin air instantly hit the still red knife.

With a sound of "嗤!", a cloud of white air surged up, and the red knife gave a feeling of shrinking suddenly, and then the whole knife immediately turned into a thick dark green color.

Before the heat dissipated, Wei Suo immediately held the knife in front of him and looked at it.

I saw that the carcass of this small knife looks very compact and meticulous at first glance, and the color is many times better than the previous green flying sword. Moreover, the blade of the whole small knife, especially the blade, is because of countless times The black chrysanthemum-like patterns appeared in clusters of forging.

After looking at it for a while, Wei Suo stretched out his hand and took out a gleaming golden object, which was the corpse of a third-level high-ranking golden hornet bee.

Using the newly refined knife to scratch the shell of the golden horned bee, a crack was immediately cut on the shell of the golden hornet bee, which was as hard as black iron.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing such a scene, Wei Suo suddenly laughed happily, and took out the corpses of twenty fourth-level mid-level fire-eating gem lizards one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Suo used the small knife to cut up the bodies of the fire-eating gem lizards.

It turns out that next, Wei Suo still wants to use the corpses of some monsters on hand to try out some useful magic weapons. However, ordinary blades can't cut through the things on many monsters, so under the guidance of the old man in green, Wei Suo deliberately forged such a sharp knife with the flying sword of the red-robed monk.

And this process of forging to make a knife is also a preparation for refining the carcass of other magic tools in the future, which is equivalent to an exercise.

Now, Wei Suo is going to first try to refine the ruby-like carapace on the fire-eating gem lizard into a magic shield.

However, the green-robed old man either doesn't make a move, or it won't be a bad thing. The magic shield he taught Wei Suo to refine is a set of twenty-sided magic shields, that is to say, when sacrificed , It is possible to sacrifice a set at once, with twenty magic shields suspended around the body at the same time.