Chapter 133

For two months, the small courtyard was always filled with rolling heat waves, and from time to time, heavy smoke seemed to be on fire, and sometimes all kinds of violent roars came from the cabin.

However, under the shelter of the chaos array, the thick smoke and flames had been diluted and dispersed when they were emitted from the small courtyard. There were no fireworks rising from the courtyard, and the noise during the refining process was also covered by the array, and the ordinary people around the residential area were not aware of it.

Although this is Ouyang Xulin's first time to refine the ware, Yang Junshan can see that he has made sufficient preparations on the way of refining the ware, so that he has not bothered to consider all other relevant things except the ware itself.

In addition to the noise and smoke that may occur during the refining process, he can clearly calculate the types of symbols required by Yang Junshan's magic tools, and prepare a corresponding symbol pen for each symbol; But the Spirit Valley stored in the hut is only enough for two people to eat for ten days.

He was able to calculate 13 different situations that could occur after the integration of a spiritual material, but he never thought that the high temperature emitted by the refining furnace would bake the books in the small room into a mass of black debris, and even in the end, the whole house was almost lit. However, Yang Junshan had to tear down the roof of the whole house, Then a shed roof was built at a higher place to barely shelter from the sun and rain. At the same time, it also avoided being burnt again by the heat wave from the refining furnace.

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In a word, in Yang Junshan's opinion, Ouyang Xulin is actually a person who doesn't consider anything except refining. In addition, when he refining, he must use a group of people to fight for him. Instead of dealing with matters in the process of refining, he deals with things outside the refining, such as buying, cooking, sleeping, sorting out materials and cleaning up slag, which have nothing to do with the refining, But related to himself.

This means that Yang Junshan, a well-informed person, knows a little about the possible situation in the process of refining although he doesn't study as deeply as Ouyang Xulin. In addition, he is refining his own tools. Therefore, Yang Junshan can basically cooperate with him.

This guy hasn't become a master craftsman yet, but his skill in the process of refining is much better than that of the ordinary craftsman!

Yang Junshan himself could not help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. Ouyang Xulin, who devoted all his mind to refining utensils, even lost his seven emotions and six desires on weekdays. All he left was an expressionless face all day. He looked like a fool.

This may be the origin of his reputation as a "tool maniac" in his previous life, and perhaps it is also the reason why he can achieve great achievements in refining tools.

In the refining furnace, a three inch square seal was suspended above the roaring fire. Under the refining and burning of the fire, the color of the seal became brighter and brighter at first, and gradually changed to gold, and the flashing light became more and more prosperous. Above the seal seat was a small but seemingly steep mountain. After two months of hard refining, Yang Junshan's inferior magic weapon finally took shape.

"If I refine similar magic tools again next time, I can shorten the time by at least half!"

Ouyang Xulin suddenly said a sentence that startled the casual Yang Junshan nearby. In the past two months, Yang Junshan mostly heard Ouyang's command like words without any emotion, and mostly told him to do something. Today, such an exclamation suddenly appeared, which made him never talk to the real "person" in the past two months Yang Junshan, who had communicated, felt quite excited.

"Why, it looks like it's going to be refined?" compared with Ouyang Xulin at this time, Yang Junshan is more difficult to hide his excitement.

Ouyang Xulin looked at Yang Junshan indifferently, as if he had returned to the state of not eating human fireworks in an instant, and said: "everything before refining is to build the foundation for the magic tool itself, because it is the first refining, so I have to be careful and spend more time to avoid mistakes as much as possible, and it is serious to affect the power of the magic tool itself!"

Yang Junshan's excitement at the speech suddenly cooled down, but he immediately heard Ouyang Xulin say: "But soon, everything else about this magic instrument is perfect, leaving only the carving of the symbol on the surface and the engraving on the bottom. By the way, since you want to make this magic instrument into a seal instead of a seal, and the seal itself is a special thing for the king, you'd better choose an appropriate name and match your own spiritual breath when engraving Merge and merge into this magic weapon, which also has a great impact on the power of the magic weapon itself. "

Yang Junshan didn't want to, so he said, "then engrave the word 'Shanjun' and call it Shanjun seal!"

"Shanjun?"

Ouyang Xulin still looked indifferent, and even his tone did not change at all. He said, "the name is also appropriate, but Shanjun himself refers to the tiger. If there is another tiger sitting on the mountain on the magic weapon, it can integrate with the magic weapon itself, perhaps the quality and power will be better."

Yang Junshan's eyes lit up and said, "it's still time for you to carve one now!"

Ouyang Xulin shook his head and said: "The refining of magic tools, especially the refining of life magic tools, is closely related to the holders of magic tools. In the process of refining this magic tool, you personally participate in a lot. At this time, if you carve another tiger, because I can't integrate the charm of a tiger with your own breath, so I don't greatly improve the power of the magic tool itself. On the contrary, I may have to make it skillful Cheng Zhuo. "

Yang Junshan's mind flashed Tigress's vigorous posture. The last time he heard from his second brother that Tigress had rarely gone home these days, and the whole west mountain had been occupied by her. Unfortunately, if Ouyang Xulin could see Tigress with his own eyes, he might be able to carve a statue of a fierce tiger down the mountain on this magic instrument, which must greatly enhance the power of the magic instrument itself.

Yang Junshan said helplessly, "in that case, it's OK. But if you improve the quality of magic tools again in the future, can you carve the tiger on the seal seat?"

Ouyang Xulin said, "don't worry, your Tian Huangshi is enough!"

Yang Junshan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "that's good!"

Ouyang Xulin said, "come on, the last moment has come. I need as much support as possible from your spiritual power. When the weapon is completed, the more you absorb the spiritual power of the holder itself, the higher the degree of fit with the holder itself. In the future, the simpler it will be to refine it into a life-saving magic weapon, the stronger its power will be, and maybe it can feed back to the friars themselves."

Ouyang Xulin put his hands directly into the fire. Yang Junshan, who has fully seen the power of the fire these days, found that the fire did not hurt Ouyang Xulin at all.

Then Ouyang Xulin began to carve some ornaments on the side of Shanjun seal. These ornaments are not only beautiful, but also the key to stimulate the power of the magic instrument with less spiritual power, which is also the basis for the perfect ending of the magic instrument.

At this time, Yang Junshan stretched his hands above the Shanjun seal, and the spiritual power in his body flowed continuously, and then converged in the palm of his hand and converged towards the Shanjun seal below.

The Shanjun seal itself is like a glutton, swallowing Yang Junshan's powerful Wutu spiritual power into it, but there is never a sense of saturation. Whenever Ouyang Xulin carves a pattern, the magic instrument itself will exude vitality from inside to outside, soak it all along the lines of the pattern, and then there will be a flash of spiritual light on the surface of the pattern.

After a whole day, Ouyang Xulin was able to carve the patterns on one side of the four sides of Shanjun seal, and Yang Junshan also supported it with his own earth power all day.

Ouyang Xulin looked up at Yang Junshan and thought that Yang Junshan seemed to have more power, so he continued to carve the second decoration, while Yang Junshan still maintained the spiritual power output of the magic instrument itself.

Another day passed and the second decoration was finished. Ouyang Xulin saw that Yang Junshan's forehead was sweating slightly, so he said, "take a rest?"

Yang Junshan asked, "will interrupting the carving of the four patterns affect the power of the magic weapon itself?"

Ouyang Xulin said, "it's best to do it all at once, but is the spiritual power in your body enough to support it? It's amazing that friars in the mortal world can have the spiritual power storage now."

Yang Junshan reluctantly smiled and said, "go on, I have a magic pill!"

Ouyang Xulin said "well" and stopped talking. Instead, he continued to bury his head and began to carve the third side of the decoration.

In the swamp battle that day, although Yang Junshan didn't use the return elixir in the end, he still asked Fang Xuansheng for one. Fang Xuansheng was also generous. Although the return elixir was valuable, he gave it without saying a word. Yang Junshan stayed with him all the time. At this time, it was just in use.

On the third day, the decoration was just half carved, and Yang Junshan's spiritual power finally ran out, so he chewed the pill already contained in his mouth, and the dried up spiritual power in his body began to recover. However, the pill that can restore at least 60% or 70% of his spiritual power in others only recovered about 40% in Yang Junshan's body.

However, although only these are enough for Yang Junshan to complete the carving of the third side, Yang Junshan threw an egg sized pebble from the storage bag and swallowed it in his mouth just in case.

Ouyang Xulin raised his eyebrows and said, "Wutu Jingshi?"

Yang Junshan smiled and couldn't speak with a fine stone in his mouth, but he was obviously signaling Ouyang Xulin to continue.

After the third side was carved, Ouyang Xulin asked, "there's only the last side left. You really don't need to rest?"

Yang Junshan said vaguely, "don't worry, I can support it!"

During the refining process, Ouyang Xulin, who wanted to come to Gu Jing without waves, inevitably had a different look this time, but he continued to start the fourth side of the pattern carving, and after the first three sides of the pattern carving, he gradually became familiar with him and deliberately accelerated the speed of carving.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Halfway through the carving of the fourth decoration, the Shan Junxi gradually began to shake, and the shaking range became larger and larger.

"Try to control it. Don't make trouble when the machine is finished!"

Ouyang Xulin whispered, but the speed of carving patterns on his hand did not slow down. With each knife, he could accurately carve a pattern on the shaking seal.

Yang Junshan's face was as pale as paper at this time. He spit out the gravel residue on the ground with a puff, and then turned his hand to contain a Wutu fine stone in his mouth. Even with a "bang", he directly bit the fine stone. Although this will lose a lot of vitality in the fine stone, it is also a shortcut to supplement the spiritual power in his body as soon as possible.

A moment later, Ouyang Xulin roared and said, "it's going to be finished. We must press the rebound when the machine is finished. I can take the opportunity to engrave!"

Yang Junshan nodded silently. There were suddenly green tendons on his arms, and a pair of palms seemed to have widened a lot.

Ouyang Xulin's voice had just dropped, and the last decoration had been completed in his hands. The decoration on the four sides of the seal was bright together. A group of powerful Earth Spirit suddenly burst around with Shanjun seal as the center. At the same time, the seal itself was slowly lifted under the suppression of Yang Junshan, which seemed to have a feeling of breaking through the air.

The five earth spiritual forces that lined up around hit Yang Junshan. Yang Junshan, who was about to reach the end of the crossbow, vomited a mouthful of hard work. Most of them fell on the seal, but soon penetrated into the seal and disappeared.

"Good chance!"

Although Ouyang Xulin, a martial arts monk, was also exhausted, he was much better than Yang Junshan. It can be seen that Yang Junshan took the opportunity to suppress the seal with his hard work and hurriedly reminded him: "hurry, take your hard work as a guide and carve the seal inscription by yourself!"

Yang Junshan took a breath and suddenly flashed in his mind the image of the lying tiger, which was the most exquisite image of the initial cultivation and cultivation. There was a sudden blood red exudation on the bottom of the seal, and gradually it was like a walking dragon and snake. Two big blood red characters containing the charm of the lying tiger appeared on the seal, which was the word "Mountain King"!

As like as two peas of a word, the thin two stone peeling off the bottom of the seal, only slightly highlighted the "tiger". Then the blood gas along the whole vessel rose with the spirit of the earth, gradually becoming a sleeping tiger in the middle of the air, just like the tiger in the tiger picture.

"Tool spirit, tool spirit!" Ouyang Xulin shouted, pointing to the fading lying tiger in the air.