In the flame cave, Duan Qingyan had passed a little dark and unknown to the years.

Duan Qingyan this time has realized the benefits of Qinghuo, the king of fire.

Because of the blue fire to protect the body, Duan Qingyan not only did not be scorched by this flame hole, but instead had the blue fire to protect the meridians. With the flame to burn the body, it could have the effect of body-tightening.

It was just that the smelly impurities that were discharged from the body from time to time made Duan Qingyan unable to bear it.

Qiu Kuang is also unbearable.

No one can stand a stinky person cooking for themselves.

At the beginning, Qiu Kuang threw a water column from time to time for Duan Qingyan to rush, but later he became lazy and threw a purple water-based technique to Duan Qingyan.

Duan Qingyan finished the bathing water with a good water ball protection, and washed it every day and was in good spirits.

It was also a blessing in disguise. It was another purple martial art. Duan Qingyan had already brought Qiu Kuang back to the ranks of the local tyrants.

Of course, the exercises are not for nothing.

"Cook."

"Twenty years? I won't do it anymore if I beat you to death."

"Okay, fifteen years. Or you can give me the spirit stone at the market price?"

"Trade!" Duan Qingyan gritted his teeth.

The previous purple fire skill book was twenty years old, and she had already made a profit in this fifteen years. But it turned into thirty-five years.

Purple skill books are sky-high prices, and Duan Qingyan will definitely not be able to buy them. Those who can afford them are unwilling to buy them. So they choose to sell themselves without hesitation. Cooking is not warming the bed, so what are you afraid of?

Duan Qingyan figured it out, Qiu Kuang, this bastard, is relying on her cooking skills. Even if he doesn't agree to him this time, he will find a chance next time. Anyway, he will die, so he would be a fool if he doesn't want skill books.

What surprised Duan Qingyan the most was that Qiu Kuang's ugly blue-black horse Xiaoqing and Ah Dai in his arms were not afraid of such a fire and high temperature.

Although Ah Dai is just a weak third-level spirit beast now, he was once a top unicorn, and Duan Qingyan understands the point of Fanhuo.

But why is that ugly horse Xiaoqing not afraid? Does it also have the physique of a divine beast?

Duan Qingyan was a little furious when he saw it. Xiaoqing hid behind Qiukuang. He spoke in a muffled voice: "My meat is not delicious."

"Puff." Duan Qingyan almost laughed out loud. This ugly black horse was a bit cute. Although it was not as smart as Ah Dai and didn't like him, it gave people a very arrogant feeling. Unexpectedly, it broke down as soon as he opened his mouth.

Qiu Kuang also felt embarrassed and patted Xiaoqing on the head, "Don't worry. I don't like to eat your meat."

Duan Qingyan rarely talks to this ugly horse, and he has a rare opportunity to tease him: "Xiaoqing, what kind of spiritual beast are you?"

"He is of noble blood." Xiaoqing raised her head proudly.

"Well, I know, Chen's meow always says it's a descendant of the Phoenix. You won't want to say that you are a descendant of the Qilin, right?" Duan Qingyan gave Xiaoqing a look that I understand.

Xiaoqing lowered her head and said nothing.

Duan Qingyan was in a good mood and finally found out that she could bully her.

In this small cave, two beasts were two. Qiu Kuang bullied her every time, and she was reluctant to bully A Dai.

It's good to bully this dark horse. Who made you recognize Qiu Kuang as your master? Who made you so easy to bully? Duan Qingyan thought unscrupulously.

Time passed day by day, and five months passed in a blink of an eye.

Duan Qingyan felt that his cultivation had improved a little, but his progress speed was much slower than before.

In the second month, when Duan Qingyan's forging times reached the upper limit of the second stage of Tianma, Tianma began to formally teach Duan Qingyan's weapon refining technique.

The so-called refining weapon. It is simply to say that it is to combine the spirit body and the forged thing into one.

But it is not easy to do.

First of all, it is the treatment of the spirit body.

Generally, low-level spiritual bodies have limited wisdom. They must first cruelly erase their remaining consciousness to prevent them from being incompatible with the objects and being disobedient after being refined. If they are advanced spiritual bodies, it is a different matter. The wisdom of spiritual objects will increase the ability of magic weapons, such as the sky hammer.

The second thing is to make a comparison.

The forging must be sufficient to accommodate spirits, which means that the two must be matched. Moreover, there are many types of spirits, including attributes and personality. Spirits with violent personality are more suitable for putting them in weapons. If they have warm attributes, they are best used in jewelry and armor.

Furthermore, the attributes of spirit bodies often determine the attributes of magic tools.

If you are preparing to create a fire-attribute magic weapon, it is best to use a fire-attribute spirit, otherwise it will be very troublesome if the attributes change as a result.

Although there is only one weapon and one spirit, it sounds very simple, two-in-one. It is much more difficult to refine things with thousands of forged materials.

Otherwise, the weapon refiners in Yunding Continent would not be so rare. Otherwise, with the persistence of Taoist Master Xingxingcao, it would not be possible that he would be able to be refining repeatedly.

When Duan Qingyan first studied, he failed dozens of times. The successive failures made Duan Qingyan think that he could take over the master's team.

Qiu Kuang's mouth was still bad, but he pointed it out: "I said little lamb, you should close the stall and cook quickly. You want to learn to fly before you learn to leave? Why don't you learn to fly the flying sword the day after tomorrow?"

"Hmph." Duan Qingyan thought Qiu Kuang was deliberately hurting her, and the fire was already in failure, so he simply went on strike and stopped cooking.

"Hey, if you have that time to waste, why don't you cook some food for me. In this way, if you promise to cook me one more year, I will tell you the reason for the failure."

"Master Tianchu, are you really watching me sell yourself?" Duan Qingyan asked Tianchu angrily in his sea of ​​consciousness. This old man must have known it, but he just won't tell her.

"Anyway, you have sold it for thirty-five years, not more than a year." The old god of Tianhammer was gnawing on the ground and the spirit body Duan Qingyan was filializing.

"Okay, don't regret it. You don't think about it even if I sell myself." Duan Qingyan was so angry that she was tiring.

"Hey, Homoko, don't do this? Let's say something."

"I've decided. Hum~" Duan Qingyan proudly came out of the sea of ​​consciousness, neither of them was good!

The word "deal" was almost caused by Duan Qingyan from his teeth.

"Hahaha, little lamb, you look so cute when you are angry. What will happen if you look forward to your recovery?"

"Hmph, I've looked like this, there is no way to recover or not."

"That's right, I just eat eggs and care about what the hen looks like and does."

"What's the meaning?"

"I just want to eat. Remember, it's thirty-six years. You have to live well and don't let yourself get tired of it."

Duan Qingyan understood that he compared himself to a hen, a bastard! My aunt would have to poison the foodie some time to kill her.

I don't poison now because my aunt didn't find the kind of poison that she died after taking it and had no time to find the antidote. If I find it, hum.

"Stop talking nonsense, the topic is the main topic." Duan Qingyan suppressed his anger and asked the most concerned question of the failed weapon refining.
Chapter completed!