On the seats, there were a lot of people with round eyes, and they suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The blood of Shendou?!
For an instant, everyone except Lin Baizhi was stunned. They were so shocked that they even forgot to exclaim.
It turned out to be the blood of the divine vine!
There was a loud bang in Lan Tian's mind, and he was dumbfounded.
God...the blood of the divine vine?
She, she actually found the blood of the divine vine?
Don't forget to take a look at the blood of the divine vine that was mentioned in Medicine King City, and you were so shocked that your heart skipped a few beats.
Three colors layered, the blood of the divine vine.
Jin's eyes widened, staring straight at the thin thread.
"Teng." A drop of divine blood entered the furnace, the molten liquid rolled violently, and a sheet of white smoke suddenly rose.
The smoke dissipated, revealing the liquid in the cauldron that was less than an inch away from the edge of the furnace mouth. The clear color and traces of the furnace body on the four walls were visible.
Acacia took a glance, with a smile on her face, raised her hands, and ten orange streaks floated out between her fingers, and turned into thin lines, leaping high into the sky, crisscrossing back and forth above the stove, swirling and dancing vertically and horizontally.
Orange, Jun...jun rank?
The person who was still immersed in the shock of seeing the blood of the strange treasure and divine vine, glanced at the wisps of orange, his breath was stagnant again, and his expression was startled again.
Jun level?
Reached the rank of king?
Lin Baizhi's calm expression finally changed, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, in an instant, a complex figure appeared in the sky. Thin lines intertwined with each other. It was impossible to distinguish the beginning and the end. Only a patch of orange was visible, and at one end of the orange painting, there were continuous lines.
It has a seven-pointed star pattern similar to the contract formation.
Design completed.
After drawing the last stroke, Xiangsi stopped her hand, raised her left hand, and a piece of orange fell on the furnace. When the mysterious force arrived, the liquid in the furnace swayed and turned into a fountain, "Chi."
Jumping into the void.
As soon as it fell into the air, the transparent liquid, like all rivers returning to the sea, headed straight for the seven-star array pattern, filling the pattern in an instant.
After filling up the seven corners, the fragrant liquid flows along the thin lines connected to the array patterns, all the way to the orange veins in the complex figure.
The liquid in the furnace continued to rise, flowing into the seven-pointed star, and then into the thin lines. After flowing around, it only occupied half of the volume of the line, and the last thin line was added to
starting point.
At the moment when all the molten liquid left the furnace, Acacia had already taken action again. Ice Spirit Veins, Memory Crystal Ore, and various auxiliary ores were once again put into the furnace one by one.
The figures in the sky don't move, and various materials on the ground are melting into 'liquid' bit by bit in the furnace.
After repeating the same steps as last time, in the blink of an eye, another four hours passed, and at midnight, the second furnace of transparent liquid was successfully melted again.
Xuanli was released, and the liquid left the air and flew towards the seven-pointed star pattern again.
Like water and blood flowing through the veins, the liquid in the air turns all the orange lines again in the blink of an eye.
And when all the meridians have been traveled, all the thin lines have been filled up. When the last bit of liquid returns to the starting point, the piece of liquid in the seven-pointed star pattern moves, like sea water surging wildly,
They all entered the thin orange lines, and in the end only an empty formation pattern remained.
The melt is not too much or too little, just enough.
Suddenly, the strips of orange flashed again, and in an instant, pieces of silver light were like the rays of the morning sun, turning into thousands of dazzling rays of light, spreading in all directions.
In the brilliance, between the thin strips and lines, the transparent melt turned into a thin layer of film, tightly connected into one.
After about ten seconds, the light suddenly disappeared.
There is a transparent mass floating in the air, but you can tell with just one glance that it is a piece of clothing. It has a skirt and a lapel. There is also a long streamer floating on the two sleeves. The dress is as thin as cicada wings.
It's like when the wind blows, it will fly ninety thousand miles into the sky.
Shaping successful.
Hmm, not bad.
Xiangsi nodded secretly.
The next step is to refine the feathers.
In a good mood, Xiangsi smiled and waved her hand, and a bunch of vials flew into the air. "Chichi." In the non-stop smoke, a layer of Warcraft blood fell down.
Silently, a piece of black rhinoceros skin and a piece of sand turtle skin fell down from the cauldron. At the same time, with a flash of white, a bunch of white feathers fell like snowflakes, floating down one after another.
A scent of the monster's body slowly seeped into the air.
The feathers floating down curled up little by little in the hot breath, and then disappeared little by little. After a while, a large pile of feathers was left only as a ball as big as a fist.
Colorful colors swayed by, and groups of feathers of various colors fell one after another. When the volume of the first type was reduced, another type filled in, until each color
'It was all swung over the stove.
However, after the first pass, the liquid in the furnace was only one centimeter high.
The last bit of miscellaneous colors disappeared in the air, and the pure white frost phoenix feathers were put into the furnace. Xiangsi didn't look at anything else, and repeated the same picking and placing, even the ones she had bought before the Shenglan Tea Party.
The gray eagle, eagle feathers, and the emerald-colored feathers stolen from the emerald have not fallen off.
Time passed by, the sky dawned, the light from the fire beads went out, and the liquid in the furnace also increased layer by layer.
The sun was rising high, and in a blink of an eye, it was early noon again.
"Gu..." Amidst the long sound of water rolling, the milky white liquid in the cauldron became a little viscous.
Now, a new challenge is about to begin.
Xiangsi took a deep breath and suddenly waved his hand, hitting the edge of the furnace with black power like a palm.
"Huh." In the sound that broke through the air, a viscous liquid turned into a flying dragon, soared into the sky like a cloud and mist, and stopped in front of the seven-pointed star pattern.
The third step is to condense the feathers and bond them.
Xiangsi closed her eyes, and her energy turned into a cloud, falling in front of the milky white liquid in front of the seven-pointed star pattern, and drew it bit by bit.
The feather melt, which was originally one meter wide in diameter, was slowly squeezed and thinned from the front end, and became only a thin stream as big as a finger, which was slowly injected into the array pattern.
Inject a little bit of it every time it becomes thinner, and continue adding the next little bit.
After the formation patterns were filled, the trickle flowed into the thin transparent clothes along the connected orange veins, but it started to enter the clothes along the thin line at the hem, and,
It turns into a water drop shape, arranged drop by drop, densely packed, one after another, without any gaps. After the first circle is filled, the second circle begins.
The wait was long, but no one in the huge hall remembered to pay attention to the time, and all pairs of eyes followed the fluid.
When the noon hour passes, the untimely hour arrives; when the last hour passes, the late hour arrives.
It was not until the first moment of time that all the liquid in the furnace was finally squeezed out and injected into the surface of the thin clothes. However, only one-third of the total was adhered to.
Beads of sweat oozed down his forehead.
Xiangsi stretched out her hand to wipe her forehead, took a breath, and started to melt the second furnace again, adding, melting, adding, repeating it thousands of times.
The flame of the furnace kept the temperature constant, the clothes floated in the air, and the white sleeves swayed back and forth. One person and one furnace formed a scenery, but it was the only scenery on the triple platform.
Time is like the wind between the fingers, it has passed before it can be touched. My eyes are not squinting at the external things outside my body, my ears are not listening to the sounds outside my body, and five more hours have passed.
At midnight, the second furnace of feather melt was finally successfully refined.
The orange liquid flew out, and the milky white liquid flew high into the sky again, was squeezed into thin lines, and was injected into the heptagon bit by bit again, turning into water droplets and sticking to the clothes.
superior.
At the end of Yin hour, the adhesion is completed.
The work of melting feathers in the third furnace began again in an orderly manner.
Busy people don't remember the time, and onlookers don't remember what time it is. Another five hours have passed, but it's already midnight again.
The action was repeated twice, and the third time it was displayed one by one. It was not until the end of noon that the third adhesion task came to an end again.
"Chi." As the last drop of water stuck to his clothes, Xiangsi once again devoted himself to the final work. After a little flash of light, several pieces of crystal, a small piece of ice spirit veins, and a piece of gold and silver ore core, accompanied by
After the clattering sound of the cauldron, bursts of white smoke appeared.
"Dick-tick-tick." Amidst the sound of water droplets falling, all kinds of red, red, and blue liquids dropped like raindrops into the mineral water that melted into liquid.
"Crack." A handful of snail shells, clam shells, and phoenix eggshells all jumped into the furnace wrapped in blazing white water with a desperate attitude of "I'm not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave an image in the world."
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The final finishing touch.
I hope it goes well.
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and raise your hands in acacia.
The light flashed, and the long phoenix tails, with their tails shining a blazing red color, lined up in a line, and descended into the cauldron in a row.
At this moment, a noble and arrogant aura blew across the country like a strong wind, blowing in all directions.
"Phoenix tail feathers!" A shocked exclamation was finally blurted out.
It's not surprising that phoenix tail feathers have appeared in auctions, but there are a bunch of them, at least thousands of them, appearing at the same moment. That is definitely a strange thing.
More importantly, if such an eggshell can be found, is it possible to also find a phoenix eggshell?
"Wow." In an instant, countless people sitting on the stage on the second floor were suddenly shocked and their bodies suddenly leaned forward. Countless people on the first floor left their seats and stood up.
"My God, where did the little girl get all these treasures?" He murmured, and Lan Tian's eyes bulged, and the bulge was more shapely and artistic than a bullfrog.
The next move was the blood of the divine vine and a bunch of phoenix tails. Did the little girl plunder the entire continent?
The golden eyes looked carefully, and the eyes were as deep as the sea at night, a deep and dark place.
Wu Houqiu, but Sha Quan's eyes darkened in an instant.
Lin Baizhi's eyes were full of excitement.
Looking at the heart through the nose, the heart is as calm as water. There is only that stove and that pile of feathers in the eyes of lovesickness. They have automatically blocked other things around them, and the rest are all conditioned reflexes.
Long feathers with a height of thirty feet were put into the cauldron one after another, and melted into liquid piece by piece, increasing the height little by little.
The last piece of tail feather melted, and there was half a furnace of milky white liquid with a little red light in the furnace.
Xiangsi suddenly raised her left hand, and the fingers of her right hand flashed like lightning. Red beads instantly appeared from the pads of her five fingers. She flicked her fingers, and the five blood beads flashed into the cauldron.
The bleeding also stopped at the same time.
Suddenly, at this moment, a blood-colored marble flew out of her wide left sleeve and hit the liquid in the furnace with a "pop."
"Chichi." Waves of white smoke rose up.
"Cuckoo." The viscous liquid began to roll happily in an instant.
He lowered his eyebrows, waved his hands, and an orange cloud appeared like a mist on the top of a mountain. It stopped on the square stove, then flew off the ground, turned into a cloud and rose into the sky, landing next to the seven-pointed star.