South China Sea, Qinglian Island.

Qinglian Peak, a secret room.

Wang Changsheng sat on a cyan futon, surrounded by some refining materials, as well as bottles and jars.

The limbs of some puppet beasts were scattered on the ground. In the lower left corner of the stone room, there was a magic circle with a size of more than ten feet. Qinglian Ding floated above the magic circle, and traces of spiritual energy continued to pour into Qinglian Ding. The pattern gradually becomes brighter.

There was a light blue flame in front of Wang Changsheng, exuding a biting chill.

His eyes were fixed on the blue flame, and he entered a magic formula.

After a while, Wang Changsheng's tactic was pinched, and the blue flame turned into a light blue flame and disappeared into his mouth. A giant golden eagle about 10 feet in size appeared. Metallic luster, the surface is covered with mysterious runes the size of grains of rice.

Wang Changsheng looked nervous. He flipped his hand and took out a black porcelain bottle. He punched in a magic trick. A miniature whale flew out.

Wang Changsheng didn't dare to breathe, his eyes fixed on the golden eagle puppet beast. This is the last link. If the fusion of spirit is successful, a fourth-order puppet beast can be re-refined.

The mini whale sank into the head of the golden eagle puppet beast, and the golden eagle puppet beast released a burst of golden light from its eyes, spread its wings, and flew into the air.

Wang Changsheng was overjoyed, but he hadn't been happy for long when the golden eagle puppet beast's head exploded, the runes on its body dimmed, and the golden eagle puppet beast fell to the ground.

"Failed."

The smile on Wang Changsheng's face froze for a while, and he sighed lightly. No wonder the fourth-order puppet beast is very rare. The last time he refined a fourth-order puppet beast, it does not mean that he will succeed every time he refines it, and if he fails once, a Only the fourth-order monster spirit will be scrapped.

There are a lot of thousand-year-old iron wood in the Wang family's warehouse, but they lack the spirit of fourth-order monsters. A fourth-order monster's spirit means killing a fourth-order monster.

Wang Changsheng also has a fourth-order demon beast spirit, which is Ao Qing's spirit. He intends to use it to refine a heavy treasure, but naturally he will not use it to refine a fourth-order puppet beast.

He put away the refining materials on the ground and walked towards Qinglian Ding.

Strictly speaking, it was the Qinglian Fortune Ding. Ximen Feng went to the Tibetan Scriptures Pavilion at the Taiyi Immortal Gate and searched all the relevant Chinese dictionaries, and finally found the two words in the middle.

Qinglian Fortune Ding, the word Qinglian was engraved later, and the word fortune was written in the golden tadpole script, which is a kind of writing handed down from ancient times.

Judging from the golden tadpole text used for the word "good fortune", the Qinglian Good Fortune Ding is a treasure handed down from ancient times. In addition to purifying the refining materials, it should have other functions, but Wang Changsheng has not mastered this treasure at present.

Wang Changsheng has researched the Qinglian Fortune Ding a lot, but he has not been able to research anything. At present, only the Qinglian Fortune Ding is known to have the effect of purifying the material for refining.

The Qinglian Fortune Ding should be an auxiliary magic weapon, specially used to purify the alchemy materials. It is a pity that the alchemy materials cannot be purified.

Using the materials purified by Qinglian Good Fortune Ding to refine magic weapons, the power should be 10% or 20% stronger, and there is no difference on the surface, but it can be reflected when fighting skills. In his spare time, Wang Changsheng will refine a few magic weapons and put them in The family treasury, the clansmen who have made significant contributions to the family, can obtain the magic weapon that Wang Changsheng personally refined.

Wang Changsheng hit the Qinglian Good Fortune Ding with a tactic, and the top cover flew up. There was a golden ore in the tripod. The ore was crystal clear and floated in the air.

Wang Changsheng took out the golden ore. This ore was mined from the Immortal Burial Sea, and it had a magnetic force. He planned to refine it into Wang Qiuming's natal magic weapon to increase the power of the natal magic weapon.

Just then, a sound transmission flew in.

Wang Changsheng flicked two fingers, and a blue light shot out, hitting the sound transmission, the sound transmission spontaneously ignited, and Wang Mengfen's voice suddenly sounded: "Old Ancestor, Ji Yun and the others are back, but the old ancestor of Qingshan did not come back, he followed Taiyi Xianmen. Senior Liu went to Taiyi Xianmen."

Wang Changsheng put the ore back into the Qinglian Fortune Ding, took out the communication disk and contacted Wang Mengfen, and instructed: "Mengfen, let Ji Yun and the others go to the council hall, the old man has something to ask them."

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Changsheng walked out of the Qinglian Pavilion, and the tortoise was playing in the lake. It chased a group of spirit fish and did not use spells. The spirit fish fled everywhere. They suffered losses and did not dare to attack the tortoise. .

Wang Changsheng stomped his foot on the ground, turning into a blue rainbow and walking away.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng appeared in the meeting room, and Wang Jijun, Wang Yingjie, Chen Xudong and Wang Mengfen had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Mengfen and the four hurriedly saluted.

"I don't need to be polite, Ji Yun, tell the old man about your trip to northern Xinjiang."

Wang Changsheng sat down on the main seat and ordered Wang Jiyun.

Wang Jiyun responded, and told them about their experiences in the Northern Xinjiang. When it came to the battle with the Nether Spider, Wang Jiyun couldn't help showing a bit of fear in his eyes.

"Thanks to the actions of the three seniors, the fifth-order ghost spider was killed. By the way, the ancestor, this is the fourth-order monster spirit that the ancestors of Qingshan asked us to bring back, as well as the spider silk that the mutant ghost spider spit. , spider legs, etc."

Wang Jijun took out a bunch of cyan storage bags and handed them to Wang Changsheng.

This trip didn't go in vain, I got a large number of refining materials and more than 20 fourth-order monster spirits, at the cost of scrapping eight third-order puppet beasts and dozens of foundation-building clansmen~lightnovelpub.net~ Wang Changsheng After passing the storage bead, his consciousness swept away, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. There are quite a lot of these refining materials, enough to refine more than a dozen sets of magic weapons. They can bring back so many refining materials. Wang Qingshan's contribution , and others have credit.

Wang Changsheng handed the storage beads to Wang Mengfen and instructed: "Meng Fen, according to the rules of the clan, convert these things into contribution points and distribute them among them, so that more clansmen died in battle, and more within the clan will be given to their relatives. "

"Yes, my ancestor."

Wang Mengfen agreed without hesitation. He wanted to register and make a book, and then store the items in the warehouse. The cultivators of Nascent Soul could use it at will, and the monks below Nascent Soul had to exchange contribution points for use.

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Yingjie with a look of approval, and said, "Yingjie, you are very good. You know that the Nether Spider is very difficult to deal with, and you took the initiative to go to the northern border with Qingshan. Your courage is commendable."

Wang Yingjie took a step forward and said respectfully, "The ancestors praised me wrongly, this is what my grandson should do."

"The three of you are very good. The clansmen who followed Qingshan to the northern border are all good. You have worked hard all the way. Now that you are back, let's have a good rest!"

Wang Changsheng gave a few words of encouragement, left the council hall, and returned to his residence.

After a cup of tea, Wang Mengfen brought the refining materials, the spider silk spitting out of the fourth-order ghost spider, the spider legs of the fourth-order ghost spider, venom, and so on.

Wang Changsheng picked up a bundle of golden spider silk, clenched one end with both hands, and pulled it hard.

"Keng!"

There was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, sparks scattered, the spider silk was intact, and there was a faint cut mark on the surface.

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