Chapter 1222

Guild Lord's palace.

Baihun respectfully received fengwuchen, and many craftsmen came to the hall one after another.

They don't dare to neglect the presence of the artifact refiners.

"President Bai, does the guild have a spirit stone?" Sipping a sip of tea, the wind asked directly.

"Spirit stone?" White soul and Yang qianxiao and others look shocked. They look at each other and see the shock in each other's eyes.

White soul endure the shock of heart, old eye looking at the wind dust-free, quickly asked: "wind Lord but want to refine artifact?"

When they heard the word "spirit stone", their first reaction was that fengwuchen wanted to refine the artifact!

It is necessary to refine artifact.

"Well." Feng Wuchen nodded, but did not hide.

Since the white soul and they all insist that fengwuchen is the master of the magic weapon, and fengwuchen's denial is useless, fengwuchen has no choice but to become the master of the magic weapon.

"Lord Feng is going to refine artifact!"

Seeing Feng Wuchen nodding, Bai Hun and others could not help getting excited.

"Is there a spirit stone in the guild?" Asked Feng Wuchen.

Yang qianxiao nodded excitedly: "yes! yes! The spirit stone has always been there, but no one in heaven can refine the artifact now, so the spirit stone of the guild has always been preserved. "

"Hoo! That's good. " Feng Wuchen was finally relieved. Before, he was worried that there was no spirit stone in the guild.

"Lord Feng, the guild has six spirit stones, each of which is more than 10000 years old. Is that enough?" White soul is forced to endure the ecstasy of the heart to ask a way.

"One piece is enough." Fengwuchen Road, heard that the year of shenlingshi was over ten thousand years, fengwuchen heart also began to get excited.

The longer the age of the stone, the more powerful the pure power it contains, and it is easier to refine artifacts.

"Lord Feng, please wait a moment. I'll get it right away." Yang qianxiao excitedly ran out of the hall.

"Lord Feng, how sure are you about refining artifact?" The Deacon asked anxiously.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said with a smile, "I don't know. It's not easy to make artifact. If you're not careful, you may even have to take your life in."

"It's true that it's very dangerous to refine and taste the immortals. I almost died three years ago." Bai Hun nodded irrefutably. Looking back at the scene at that time, he was still afraid.

"It's really dangerous, but if you're careful, there won't be any danger." The wind has no dust and the wind is light, as if refining artifact has no influence on him.

After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued: "the refining tools are ever-changing, but they can't do without soul power, real fire, materials and powerful refining secrets."

"What Lord Feng said is very true." Baihun and other craftsmen all nodded.

In front of fengwuchen, even if they know that fengwuchen is talking nonsense, they can only nod.

Taking advantage of a little time, the wind dustless wave, dozens of refining materials suspended in the air.

"Peng!"

The idea moves, the black fire urges to come out, burns on the palm to beat.

"It's very important to keep still water in mind, to refine materials accurately, to control the fire skillfully, and to control the soul power skillfully. The reason why it's difficult to refine immortal and artifact is that the power dissipates too much." The wind is dust-free, and at the same time urges the soul to merge into the black fire.

When the palm is turned over, a beautiful picture appears. Dozens of materials for refining utensils are gathered on the palm of the wind-free palm, just like a spirit dancing. In a moment, dozens of refining materials have been melted into solution.

White soul etc. see gape, the eye does not blink of stare at the palm of the wind dust-free.

In the twinkling of an eye, on the palm of fengwuchen's hand, the blue light flashed, and an extremely terrible breath swept away.

Once again, the magic power of a thought becomes an instrument.

A delicate and perfect blue light bead is suspended on the palm of the wind dust-free hand.

"Immortals taste immortals!"

Once again see a read into the magic power, white soul they are still very shocked, can't help exclaiming.

Fengwuchen, this refining is a kind of celestial ware! This is a powerful immortal weapon that white soul can't refine!

It's made of wind and dust. It's very powerful. It's the best of all the fairies.

After a while, Yang qianxiao ran into the hall excitedly. Unfortunately, he was a little late and the refining was over.

"Immortals taste immortals!" Yang qianxiao was extremely shocked. His old face was stiff, and his eyes widened to look at the light bead.

Next, fengwuchen simply instructs baihun and others to teach them some experience in refining utensils, which makes baihun and others feel like they are in a hurry and benefit a lot.

White soul, in particular, listened to the wind dust-free guidance, he has a kind of sudden open-minded feeling, let him extremely excited.

Thank you for your advice White soul and others bowed their thanks excitedly.

"Lord Feng, this spirit stone is the oldest." Yang qianxiao said respectfully and handed the spirit stone to Feng Wuchen.

"Thank you very much Feng Wuchen thanks. He looks at the spirit stone and feels the energy contained in it. Feng Wuchen says in secret: "the spirit stone in heaven is too powerful. The power of the artifact refined must be terrible."When the spirit stone is in hand, the wind is free of dust, and you can start to refine the artifact. You are looking forward to the birth of a new artifact.

"Fire poison is also one of the reasons that lead to the failure of refining weapons. The existence of fire poison will affect your state of ascension. You need to remove fire poison frequently. OK, we will communicate with each other later when we have time. I have other things to do, so I'll leave first." Feng Wuchen said with a smile, and then got up and left.

Bai Hun and others quickly get up to send the wind without dust.

When they returned to the hall, Wang Chongshan and others were still kneeling there, and no one dared to get up.

Yang Qingwu and others are also waiting in the hall, no one left.

Feng Wang's face trembled fiercely, and he was more and more frightened.

The expression of the people became respectful.

No one knows how to deal with Wang Feng.

"Mr. Feng, please forgive me... I know I'm wrong! Please forgive me for not dying. " Wang Feng kowtows in fear.

The wind has no dust at all and doesn't look at it.

"President, three elders, goodbye." Feng Wuchen hugs Bai Hun and others, and then leaves the hall directly.

Wang Chongshan and others, as well as all the people in the hall, were stunned at the moment.

So the wind is clean and gone? Don't plan to deal with Wang Feng?

"What's wrong with Mr. Feng? Don't you plan to deal with Wang Feng? "

"Lord Feng is really gone!"

Feng Wuchen didn't deal with Wang Feng, and didn't say that he didn't deal with Wang Feng, but he left the guild like this, which made people very confused.

"Won't he kill me? This... "Wang Feng is stupefied to look at the wind that leaves the hall to have no dust, simply incredible.

"President Bai, this is..." Wang Chongshan looked at the white soul in doubt, and didn't know what was going on.

Bai Hun said coldly, "from today on, Wang Feng is not allowed to enter the association of weapon refiners!"

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