The truth is that things are rare and precious.

The value of magic stones cannot be measured by spirit stones or spirits.

This is something you can't get if you have money. Without identity and status, plus good luck against the sky, you won't be able to get one in this life.

And a magic stone the size of a nail is as heavy as a mountain.

Smelting this material and blending it into the mother gold, together with the mother gold, will undergo a leap of qualitative change.

"I have the touch of the sky, the shuttle, the fairy..."

Lu Chenfei took out a lot of things, his pockets were emptied, and he wanted to exchange the Hongmeng Devil Stone in Jun Sikong's hands.

But the value of these things is far inferior to the Hongmeng Magic Stone.

Not even scum.

In this regard, Lu Chenfei solemnly promised that as long as the weapon is trained, it will be used by Jun Sikong for 10,000 years.

"Ten thousand years is too little, fifty thousand years, one day can't be less!"

"Thirty thousand, I have the limit..."

"No!"

The two bargained, like street vendors.

"For fifty thousand years, to synthesize my natal spirit soldier, is it for you to train?" Lu Chenfei was very dissatisfied.

"You don't want to do it, unless you go to the Hongmeng Magic Stone by yourself."

Jun Si gave a blank glance. This weapon has been in his hands for fifty thousand years. After a long-lasting baptism of sword intent, he said that it was Lu Chenfei's destiny soldier, and he could control it at will.

It's like sharing weapons.

"I produce Chaos Demon Stone, Void Demon Stone, and Great Sky Stone, don't you say to lower the standard?" Lu Chenfei said.

"Huh? Do you have these three materials?"

Jun Sikong was taken aback, but he was not in a hurry to refine the equipment, because he had prepared all the materials.

However, when Lu Chenfei took out the materials, he was even more shocked.

Each piece is the size of a palm.

Three kinds of rare things, if you only build one weapon, you can't use it up.

The leftover material is enough for him to refine the Nine Palace Sword.

"Hongmeng Magic Stone is here for you, but the premise is good, all the remaining materials of your refining tool belong to me!" Jun Sikong did not twitch.

He even felt that he could make a fortune on Lu Chenfei.

"I only make one sword of the great avenue, and the remaining materials can be given to you, but the premise is good, your weapon will be loaned to me for 50,000 years." Lu Chenfei retaliated.

I thought that Jun Sikong would look sullen and frustrated.

But unexpectedly, he nodded altogether.

For a while, there was a feeling of being pitted.

As everyone knows, the weapon that Jun Sikong wants to refine, but a total of nine swords, borrowed one, it didn't affect it at all.

Besides, Lu Chenfei is not a sword repairer.

Even if he borrowed him for five million years, the sword was still owned by Jun Sikong.

In this way, the two returned to Bazhou, found a sparsely populated place, and began to refine weapons.

halfway.

I contacted Du Jing a few times. I thought I would rendezvous and go to Haotian Mausoleum, but Du Jing never responded.

It was another few days before I got the news that Du Jing was captured alive by the emperor's court.

"The purple golden crown of the imperial court is also made of magic stones. If the magic stones are refined and added to the Nine Palace Sword, their power will rise a lot." Jun Sikong whispered.

"The weapons that have been formed can also temper magic stones?"

Lu Chenfei was taken aback. It was the first time he heard of it, and he even felt a little exaggerated.

"In the last era, weapons were not created in one go, but a little bit of upgrade and evolution. Every time the martial artist improves a great realm, he will re-refine the weapon and add more powerful refining materials."

"Mysterious gold, sky gold, mother gold, magic stone... all joined in little by little."

"The Heavenly Absolute Sword in my hand, 70% is the mother gold, and the remaining 30% is the Hongmeng Devil Stone."

Jun Sikong explained his doubts.

The knowledge of refining equipment he mastered was obviously better than that of Lu Chenfei.

Even though the times are different, the original refining method is still in use.

Unless some imitations are made, few warriors choose to refine them in one breath when refining their own destiny.

"I was abrupt."

Lu Chenfei scratched his head in embarrassment. Even if he made an imperial weapon, he couldn't exert its power, and it was in vain after all.

Moreover, nurturing spiritual soldiers is extremely expensive to warriors.

Often some powerful weapons are also a burden to themselves.

After hearing Jun Sikong's remarks, he had a new definition of the life spirit soldier.

Pregnancy and raising of spiritual soldiers is a slow process, and eagerness for success will often only fall short.

finally.

Lu Chenfei uses mother gold as his main material and smelts in the underground rock formations.

At the beginning of the period, it was just a sword embryo, very fragile, and it felt like it would break if you fold it lightly.

"Before the birth of the spirit, the sword embryo will be fragile, and only a weapon with a spirit can be called a real spirit soldier."

Jun Sikong said: "I am not enough for my cultivation. If you want the mother gold to give birth to the spirit, time is only a secondary issue, and a lot of effort is needed to irrigate it."

With that, the prototype of his first sword also had a rough appearance.

Nine-handed sword, unified standard.

However, it was not the mother gold, but the humble mysterious gold, and then slowly added the materials.

This will reduce the burden on yourself for nurturing spiritual soldiers.

"I don't know if there is any way to speed up the growth of the spirit?" Lu Chenfei was puzzled.

"Have!"

Jun Sikong nodded and said: "There is a formation in the world, called the'Juling Dispatching Generals'. As long as your spirit can swallow the soul fragments in the formation, you can speed up growth."

Regarding formations, refining tools, etc., they are not professional, but have seen them in the records.

And this kind of formation is said to have been lost since the end of the Great Era.

but.

Hearing a series of news, Lu Chen was stunned.

At the beginning, he rushed to Qizhou and was trapped by Ku Ling for five years.

If it weren't for the master, God knows when he can come out.

Then, he said to himself: "Can my fairy soul work?"

This wisp of fairy soul has been with him until now, and now, it is still one of the rare hole cards.

It's just that the fairy soul is sleeping in the chaos and wishful thinking.

If you leave Chaos Ruyi, this baby full of cracks, I am afraid it will be ruined in an instant.

"The devil Li Yanrou is too terrifying, she will beat all the treasures of this seat into a mess."

After so thinking, the radiant fairy soul moved to the sword of the avenue.

Chaos wishful, death!

This ever-changing good thing just fell to pieces like this.

Say no, it is absolutely false.

but.

He wanted to create a treasure that could rival the Fire Feather.

Only in this way, when facing Li Yanrou again, he will not lose too badly.

"The spirits derived from weapons will all have their own godheads. If they are plucked to encourage them, they will not be easy to control in the future." Jun Sikong said again.

"It's not a big problem."

Lu Chenfei smiled.

In the next few days, the two were obsessed with refining, unable to extricate themselves.

On Du Jing's side, Lingting masters had already been dispatched to intercept and kill the gray-clothed old slave at the fairy level.

Tai Wenwei led a large group of charming women to help Lu Chenfei build a sword formation.

As for the core of the sword formation, it was Jun Sikong's Nine Palace Sword.

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