The porcelain tower made by Mo You looks more and more exquisite, but the porcelain tower is not colored before firing, and the fired porcelain tower is also pure white.
In fact, this is the strangest place.
How can pure white porcelain be made from ordinary clay? If you want to make white porcelain, you must at least apply a layer of glaze.
And now that the porcelain tower was finished, she took out the magic pen and started coloring the white porcelain!
It was painted after everything was burned, so it should be useless under normal circumstances.
But Mo You's coloring is not normal coloring. Her "coloring" is actually a kind of curse, which affects the porcelain tower in the form of sacrifice.
This method is just like Mo You's previous refining of the portable cave, but the only difference is that the previous spells used to activate and fuse the magic arrays and talisman arrays that had been buried before.
What Mo You is doing now is to make the materials inside the White Tower mix more harmoniously and evenly, and achieve the results she wants.
As Mo You wrote and made sacrifices again and again, the porcelain tower was gradually changing in a more and more real direction.
It is obviously a porcelain product, but with Mo You's sacrifice, the original tower body became wooden, and the carved beams and murals on it seemed to come to life. The wind chime seemed to hear the crisp sound of metal collision, and the tassels
Swinging like a real silk ribbon.
If Fuyao and Fuluan hadn't seen all these changes, they would have thought that Mo You had changed into a magic weapon embryo!
The father and son have lived a long life and have seen a lot of the world, but this does not prevent them from thinking that Mo You's weapon refining techniques are amazing!
Of course, although the father and son thought it was magical, they didn't think much about it.
After all, most monsters don't need magic weapons, and the same goes for this father and son, so they don't have much contact with weapon refiners.
They thought the changes in the embryo of the magic weapon were miraculous, but didn't think much about it. They just thought it was a miracle created by the weapon refiner, and they thought it was an eye-opener for themselves.
The two big demons watched the embryo taking shape with great interest, and then saw Mo You pinching some small spirit beasts and stuffing them into it.
These small spiritual beasts are about the size of a fingertip, and are not as detailed as the porcelain tower, but they can still be seen at a glance what kind of spiritual beast they are.
These spiritual beasts were all burned into white porcelain, and then stuffed layer by layer into the porcelain tower by Mo You.
When the porcelain tower reached the top floor, Fuyao and Fuluan saw three familiar beasts. They were the beasts of Fuyao, Fuluan, and Xuanniao's father and son!
What's more, what makes these two demons feel amazing is that even though they look like animals, after being fired, they can see their shadows in human form on the white porcelain!
This is particularly magical, so magical that the claws of these two demons are ready to move, and I really want to catch them and study them!
Mo You didn't give these two a chance to cause trouble. There were only these three white porcelain spirit beasts on the top floor. After she installed these three, she started the second round of sacrifice.
This time Mo You used human blood in his sacrifice, and it was still mortal blood!
She set up a stall, selling a small bottle of mortal blood for half a tael of silver.
Silver is still relatively valuable in the hands of mortals, but it is only half a bottle of blood, and these mortals are still willing to part with it.
These mortals didn't know whether they believed in Mo You too much or were raised too stupid. They didn't doubt the purpose of Mo You's actions. When they heard that a small bottle of blood could be exchanged for money, they hurriedly came over to sell it.
Mo You didn't want to be repetitive when buying blood, so the mortals who heard the news gathered for a while and then dispersed. Everyone had their blood collected by Mo You, and the mortals who had their blood collected did not feel any discomfort. Everyone took the silver and was very happy.
All the mortals in the mortal area and outside the city "donated blood", and she didn't spare the girls in the nursery either.
When she came out of the nursery and stood at the door of the nursery for a while, she didn't wait to inquire from the city lord's mansion.
Really, standing at the door of the Nursery, Mo You didn't know whether to continue complaining about how stupid mortals were raised, or whether to complain about how smart the city lord was.
She is a monk who knows magic and collects a large amount of mortal blood. This should be the focus of the monks no matter when and where. After all, what magicians are best at is making sacrifices. With blood as a medium, this city
The lives of the people are almost in her hands!
But no, let alone the people from the city lord's palace who came to inquire, there were not even a few monks who came to watch the excitement. Even when she came to the nursery, the stewards acted very casually when they saw her. After hearing that she wanted to collect blood,
, he just said oh, and didn’t even ask what he would do with mortal blood...
Really, this 'trust' made Mo You feel melancholy.
Fortunately, Mo You's melancholy did not last long before it dissipated in her heart, and she continued to do her own thing.
She collected this mortal blood and used it for sacrifice.
The magical weapon embryo performed a human blood sacrifice. These mortals who donated blood had a premonition at the same time. However, the perception and understanding of mortals were too poor. They only felt a little pulling force. This feeling was too slight.
It was quickly forgotten.
No one paid much attention, so no one knew what kind of thing Mo You connected with the mortals in a city!
In fact, even Fuyao and Fuluan, who saw the birth of this thing with their own eyes, did not know the mystery of that moment!