Qin Molin saw Feng Xingying enjoying her food and said, "Is it useful to refine this broken wood armor?"

"Of course! I want to create 500 pieces of spirit planting armor. Isn't it great?" Feng Xingying immediately became energetic.

"The same armor effect as Tao Xingzhou?"

"Of course!" Feng Xingying looked arrogant: "Maybe, the defense will be a little less, and it will be easier to damage, and the spirit crystal must be consumed continuously."

"It's OK. No matter how many spiritual crystals are, it's worth it." Qin Molin nodded: "I'll help you refine it after dinner, just watch it."

"Okay, okay."

Feng Xingying's meals were faster.

After dinner, Feng Xingying was stimulated again.

She had known for a long time that Qin Molin was good at distraction, and had also seen Qin Molin refining several hammers at the same time.

However, Qin Molin didn't tell her that he played five hundred pieces this time and took action at the same time.

Feng Xingying was completely excited and dared not speak anymore. As expected, Qin Molin was the most powerful!

Feng Xingying wanted to grab him and ask him how he did it, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear that it would affect Qin Molin's movements as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qin Molin seemed to have the ability to read minds, and suddenly smiled and said, "One-minded and multi-purpose is a necessary ability for every innate realm weapon refiner. You have also advanced to the Spirit Emperor, and at least one-minded and eight-purpose method to be considered as the entry standard for the imperial-level weapon refiner."

ah?

Previously, Fengxingying refining alchemy, refining weapons, and making talismans, and he also felt that everything had regularities. As long as you understand the rules, you don’t need too much practice and you can master them.

Now, Feng Xingying was a little stunned when he looked at the refining weapon used by Xinba.

Qin Molin's next words made her even more shocked.

"The same is true for alchemy. Otherwise, it would be a waste for an emperor-level alchemist to guard a alchemy furnace. If you don't believe it, you can ask your master."

"Yes." Feng Xingying nodded and complained weakly: "But you can still chat with five hundred things..."

"I'm concentrating on chatting with you, and the refining weapon is just a cover." Qin Molin turned his head and reached out to help Feng Xingying smooth the bangs on his temples.

People are so angry that they are more popular!

People don’t feel warm and sweet at all, but they only have the miserable feeling of being abused as a dog.

Especially Qin Molin finally put his hand on Feng Xingying's head and gently touched him "Be good."

Hmm.

This damn bastard!

But Feng Xingying's mentality has always been excellent. She quickly walked out of her loss and focused on staring at the hammers flying all over the sky.

Although there are many refining weapons and hammers, their rhythms are completely the same frequency. To put it bluntly, isn’t it just going at the same time?

Feng Xingying has private insights, but to control this rhythm, it really requires a lot of practice.

Knowing is one thing, learning and mastering is another thing.

Feng Xingying just realized it, and Qin Molin's movements stopped.

Five hundred brand new spirit planting armor fell in front of Fengxingying and was automatically stacked into sequence.

Feng Xingying clenched his fists tightly, full of motivation, and knew that the shortcomings were not scary. The most important thing was to work hard to make up for this shortcomings with motivation.

Qin Molin suddenly said, "I am not the genius you imagined to be against the sky. Wanmo Tower, I once came in. When I left, I stayed in the space for three hundred years, that is, the year when I disappeared."

No wonder!

According to the one-day and one-year time gap standard, Qin Molin's three hundred years was equivalent to being in vain. With his qualifications, he was enough to accumulate spiritual power to advance to the Spirit Lord. However, his mood was not perfect at that time and there was a spoil of demon blood. He never allowed himself to advance and spent a lot of time studying miscellaneous things.

"I will try to catch up with you."

"Um."
Chapter completed!