Everyone's eyes were focused on Wei Qiyin's ghostly movements of drawing the blessing circle.
Tianjiu looked at the shining scimitar in front of him, feeling indescribably excited in his heart.
"Quack! I will call you the 'Spirit Splitting Sword' from now on. Alas, I wonder how much power the Soul Splitting Sword can unleash!" Tianjiu said scratching his head.
"Boy, what are you still scratching about?! Can you practice the second artifact?" Yu Xin's cry suddenly came, waking up Tianjiu who was still scratching.
"Ah?! The second one? Damn it! I forgot!"
Tianjiu slapped his thigh, his whole body was trembling, and he was completely awake.
"Hey hey hey, just prepare the crystals. I'm too lazy to care about you! I have to watch your Uncle Wei refining the treasure!" Yu Xin hurriedly said something, and his consciousness left Tianjiu's body.
Chi Lihua, Ge Yuan, Qianjian Shenjun and Yu Jizi all turned their heads slightly and glanced at Tianjiu who screamed strangely. They all sneered and ignored him.
A guy who can only refine a handful of artifacts and doesn't know how to bless a magic circle is destined to get the last spot.
"Uncle Wei?" Tianjiu was stunned and glanced to his side.
Wei Qiyin's cold face was white, with a layer of ink curling around it. As long as Tianjiu's spiritual consciousness was swept over it, the Time Cauldron would suddenly buzz. This directly made Tianjiu's heart tremble, and he became even more...
He felt that this Uncle Wei was weird. Although Uncle Wei had not been particularly malicious towards him so far, his intuition told him that this guy was very dangerous and might be a serious problem for him.
At this time, Wei Qiyin's right arm has completely disappeared, replaced by afterimages. Five white lines are flying rapidly on the swords. The swords hum and sing, like a bird singing, with joy in the excitement.
A proud posture. Flying up and down, shocking light bursts out from time to time.
"Oh, what a fucking pervert!" Tianjiu said to himself, once again attracting several sarcastic looks.
Tianjiu smiled slyly at these ill-intentioned big guys, and when he saw that no one was looking down on him, he bared his teeth. Shi Shiran took out a golden box, opened it, and revealed a small black stove.
"The ever-changing furnace of wishful thinking! Alas, it's up to you this time! Yu Ding, Yu Ding, please don't slander your boss!"
After Tianjiu muttered to himself, he took out a jade slip and drew it in detail according to the structure of bullets and pistols on the earth. Grip, sleeve, rifle, trigger, barrel, magazine, and warhead.
Cartridges, propellant, etc. were all available, and with less than half a stick of incense, the two sets of structural drawings were successfully completed.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a large pile of metal materials, a few black saltpeter, sulfur, charcoal and other items, and threw them into the stove, quickly closed the lid, closed his eyes, and muttered something in his mouth.
These things are everywhere in the world of immortality, and they are even more rubbish than street stalls. When Tian Jiu first took charge of Tiandu Fengfang City, he collected a batch of them excitedly. Later, he felt that there was really no good use for them, so he threw them all in the corner of the Qiankun Ring.
Inside.
"Hey, Fairy Caixia, what is that kid doing? Is he praying?!" Nan Zhantian, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly asked.
"Uh? You mean Tianjiu?" Dongfang Caixia released a ray of consciousness and glanced at someone: "Eh? Isn't this that idiot's stove? What did he tinker with?"
"Stove?" Nan Zhantian opened his eyes and stared at the gray stove in a daze.
At this moment, several crisp beeps were heard, and Wei Qiyin took the lead in completing the refining of all the artifacts. One sword after another was quietly suspended in the sky, and the whole body emitted a bright light. The golden sword with a black halo The strange scimitar is even more powerful. You can tell at a glance that it has reached the level of a magic weapon.
"Wei Qiyin, the refining is completed! Items to be inspected: one knife and one sword each!" Yu Jizi nodded and shouted.
Immediately afterwards, shouts came out one after another, and the contestants completed the refining process of the artifacts one after another.
"Bu Chengzi, finished! One sword and one gourd each!"
"Shan Xinrong, two flying swords!"
"Cha Long is refined..."
Finally, when the shouting stopped, only one person was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, mumbling something.
After another stick of incense, there was a muffled roar, and from the stove in front of Tianjiu, first a handful of long, dark, glowing lumps rolled out, and then a large amount rolled out. A pile of golden, finger-sized particles.
Tianjiu was so happy that he couldn't put it down and picked up the black object. He rubbed it with his mouth watering and giggled non-stop.
"Dongfang Caixia, I think he is stupid! He is holding a piece of trash with no spiritual energy and treating it like a treasure!" Nan Zhantian shook his head repeatedly, with a rare look of disdain on his face.
Dongfang Caixia laughed awkwardly and did not answer.
Yu Xin bared his teeth and yelled: "Boy, are you okay? You're the only one left!"
"Oh...! No rush! No rush, there's still half a stick of incense left!"
Tianjiu stopped giggling, looked at the half of sandalwood burning under the purple jade monument, and replied with sore teeth.
Everyone was dumbfounded, wondering what else this kid was going to do.
Tianjiu ignored it, sat cross-legged on the ground, grabbed a handful of bullets, clasped his hands together, then closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to mutter something again.
In fact, his spiritual consciousness had already quietly penetrated into the Qiankun Ring.
"Four-eyed Frog, have you slept well? It's time to get to work!"
The four-eyed frog opened its eyes, patted its orange belly boredly, and got up.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not asking you to kill ghosts! It's the boss who needs to lend you two things. Hehe, you know!"
The Four-Eyed Frog hurriedly covered its mouth with its forelimbs, but unfortunately, two big hands appeared from the sky above the Qiankun Ring and accurately tightened it. With a slight squeeze, the Four-Eyed Frog's mouth opened wide.
"Be good! Spit some saliva and orange particles on these bullets. Just like last time, I only need to get ten of them out!"
The harmless voices of Tianjiu humans and animals echoed in the sky above the Qiankun Ring.
The four-eyed frog nodded helplessly, opened its mouth slightly, and a streak of orange light mixed with a little transparent saliva hit a bullet...
"Boy, have you finished praying? If you pray again, it will still be a pile of waste with no spiritual energy!" Yu Jizi shouted coldly.
Tianjiu opened his eyes, got up before the last spark fell to the ground, and spread his hands in a panic.
"This is...?" Ge Yuan frowned and stared at the pile of golden particles in surprise.
On the golden particles, three orange micro-dots shine with a stunning light, and the surface of the particles is full of aura.
"Tianjiu, this is the second artifact you refined? What is it called? Is it a magic weapon?" Yu Jizi asked.
"That's right! Master Jade Sect, this is called a spiritual power gun! This is called a bullet! To be precise, the combination of the bullet and the spiritual power gun is a complete artifact!"
"Together? But that black artifact doesn't have the slightest aura and cannot enter the mainstream..."
"Master Jade Sect, my lords, I have made it very clear that the combination of these two things constitutes an artifact. If a certain part of the artifact contains spiritual energy, it can be said to be a spiritual object, isn't it?
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"Okay, okay! Stop rambling!" Yu Xin interrupted Yu Jizi's accusations impatiently, pointing at Tianjiu: "Tianjiu, the training is completed! One knife and one spiritual gun. We have limited time.
, go to the eighth-level tomb to test the treasures!"
After saying that, he left the table and stood up.
In Tianjiu's sea of consciousness, Yu Xin's strange screams came as expected.
"Boy, you are miserable!"
"What a tragedy? Why?" Tianjiu was stunned.
"Qingyan! Everyone will be jealous! Just wait for someone to extract your soul and refine your soul!"
"No way? It's just a ball of fire. Someone is worried about this?!"
"You know what the heck! Qinghuo has not appeared in the entire Yuling, except for a few Yuan Ying ancestors who have been hidden for many years. Your little lover is sharp enough, and he is only green flame! You are a little
Foundation Establishment Monk, not only do you have a lot of crystals, but you can also shoot green fire from your fingers. Do you think people will rob you? If I were me, I would rob you, imprison you, and force you to spit green fire for me every day. Gah!
That weapon refining is really sharp!"
"Mom! What should I do?" Tianjiu was about to cry.
"No way! Get rid of your little lover quickly. Her Xilingmen family is very powerful and no one dares to mess with it. With her protection, you shouldn't die too quickly. Hua Chen can't even protect himself. It will be difficult to protect you.
!" Yu Xinyin laughed.
"Damn, what the hell did you come up with! I think she was killed by Beiweimen before we could deal with her!" Tianjiu rolled his eyes.
"In this case, pretend I didn't say it. Let's talk about your second thing. This thing belongs to my son. I can tell it at a glance. He used this to fool the beautiful female nun. You'd better take this thing.
You're tired of fooling the old ghost Jin Dan!"
"Hehehehe! Don't worry, this Wishful Furnace can fool beautiful women, and it can also fool old ghosts. Just wait and see, it's very sharp! I bet that this thing will help me earn a lot of money.
The spar. Your son will regret it to death, hehehe!" Tian Jiuqiang calmed down his bad mood and replied with some confusion.
"Hmph! It's up to you!" As soon as Yu Xin's words disappeared, he also disappeared under the purple jade monument.