The next day, Zhang Mu rubbed his somewhat red and swollen eyes. It was obvious that he had watched it all night and realized that he had just interpreted all the details clearly. It could be said that he could refine it with his eyes closed.
Of course, this is a big lie, but if you use the Xumo Cauldron to refine it, you will probably have a 70% to 80% chance of success, which is why you are so confident.
"Spirit Sword Network Formation, it's up to you." After saying that, just when Zhang Muchang was about to start, Liu Li smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, let's eat something first."
After Liu Li's voice came, Zhang Mu's stomach growled unsatisfactorily, he touched his belly and lifted his lips and got out of bed.
"Wouldn't it still be fruit?"
It seems that the four of them have eaten the fruit for a whole month. Although they are not tired of eating it, they will not make good progress in their cultivation if they keep eating this kind of food.
Sun Xiao, who had just walked in, said with a smile: "It's a good thing this time. I caught a wild boar specially and roasted it right away."
Hearing this, Zhang Mu's mouth almost started to water. He nodded and said, "That's good. I'll make you my royal chef."
"screw you!"
"Ha ha..."
After eating half of the roasted wild boar with great pleasure, the four of them lay on the Muyang Stone with their bellies covered. The morning sun shone down, making them warm and comfortable.
Afterwards, Zhang Mu sat in the open space. There were elm wood, grinding stone, sand and other equipment on the ground, and the enlarged Xuhu Cauldron was also placed not far in front of him.
"It's you." He said, picked up an auxiliary equipment and threw it into the cauldron. After closing the lid of the cauldron, he started to catalyze the fire and start burning it.
Now that Zhang Mu is at the third level of Qi Refining, it is impossible to use the Xumo Cauldron for a long time. Fortunately, the Xumo Cauldron is a spiritual object and will not destroy the equipment due to a break in the middle.
After watching the auxiliary equipment of the transformation torch slowly melting, sweat slowly appeared on Zhang Mu's face. This alchemy was not at the same level at all, and it consumed more spiritual power and spiritual consciousness.
It's quite easy to use his spiritual consciousness now, but he still has so much spiritual power that he seems to have more than enough energy to use it.
When the equipment turned into liquid in the fire, Zhang Mu endured the curly hair and opened the top cover. A strong heat rushed in, causing Zhang Mu's face to be burned and painful.
I don’t know why, although the current transformation of fire cannot be said to be controllable, it is not completely uncontrollable. Anyway, it can prevent itself from being burned.
After putting the equipment liquid into the Xuhu Realm, some black impurities were separated out, and the spiritual power was restored by swallowing the middle-grade Qi Refining Pill.
After his spiritual power recovered, Zhang Mu then threw the second auxiliary equipment in and controlled the transformation fire to slowly burn it.
After repeating this process several times, Zhang Mu has not failed to grow. Now he can endure the refining of two types of equipment, and he has learned a lot of tricks.
After refining seven or eight kinds, Zhang Mu stretched, stood up and walked towards the people who were preparing the roasted wild boar.
"how's it going?"
Zhang Mu sat down, grabbed a pig's trotter and said, "I'm so tired, I guess I've had to endure it."
Liu Li nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, how is your cultivation?"
Sun Xiao smiled and said: "It is estimated that in a month, we will be able to break through the third level and reach the fourth level."
Lin Han's mouth was full of pork and he whimpered, "Me too."
Zhang Mu shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't throw me away. You should practice quickly and take time to take care of the spiritual field. I will refine the formation flag and catch up with you."
"waiting for you."
After talking and laughing, Zhang Mu wiped his mouth, then sat on the same spot, threw in an auxiliary device, and began to control the transformation fire to simmer.
After watching the auxiliary equipment melt, separate the impurities, then throw one in, and start the boring calcination again.
The day passed like this. Zhang Mu only rested for three hours before he got up and sat on the open ground to continue calcining the equipment. This was an amazing display of perseverance.
The three of them, Liu Li, couldn't bear it anymore, and Zhang Mu was also desperate. His body would collapse sooner or later if this continued.
After six consecutive days, Zhang Mu finished calcining more than seventy kinds of auxiliary equipment, and the next step was to fuse them.
The first step is to cut the elm wood into five pieces, throw it into the Xuhu Cauldron, and then start to perform the careful ritual of transforming into fire. If you are not careful, it can be burned to ashes. This is not a solid stone, but a tree.
Although it is a higher-level spiritual wood, it is still a wood that is afraid of fire in the eyes of red fire, so it must be carefully refined.
My consciousness and spiritual power were in a tense state, and I didn't dare to blink my eyes. I was afraid that the moment I closed my eyes, the elm wood would be burned again, which would make me cry.
As time passed slowly, Zhang Mu's eyes turned red and he was sweating all over his body, which was obviously a sign of physical exhaustion.
Looking at the two low-level spiritual stones in his hands, it's not that the spiritual stones are not enough to replenish, but that one cannot be directly proportional to the consumption speed, so he can only waste his fortune like this.
But if two low-level spiritual stones are used like this, it is estimated that they can last until all five sections of elm wood are calcined, so it is still quite worthwhile.
As noon passed and night began to fall, Liu Li and the others saw that Zhang Mu was still motionless, so they did not dare to go over and disturb him, for fear of causing trouble again.
Just when Liu Li and the others fell asleep, the elm wood in the cauldron had turned golden, with a hint of red inside, which was obviously due to the transformation of fire.
Although he didn't know whether this was good or bad, he had no other choice at all. Not only was it difficult to control other flames, but he couldn't stop them for half a minute, so he had no choice but to use chemical fire.
Furthermore, this transformational fire is a spiritual fire, and ordinary flames are difficult to find, so Zhang Mu is quite lucky.
Seeing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Mu's mouth, and his hard cheeks became looser, no longer like a wooden man.
Zhang Mu controlled and slowly retreated the transformed fire, and waited until the elm wood had completely cooled before taking it out for viewing.
At this time, it feels a lot heavier when held in the hand. This must be due to the fact that the log has been calcined from the thickness of an arm to the small and delicate shape it is now.
Then he held Yu Mu back for a moment, stretched out, and his stomach growled in protest.
Zhang Mu reluctantly took out a wild fruit and took a bite. A cool breeze blew in. It should have been quite comfortable, but now he felt chilly all over.
When he touched his body, he found that it was completely soaked. He shook his head and smiled bitterly.
After eating the fruit, Zhang Mu stood up and stretched his stiff limbs, stretching towards the stream.
I took off my clothes and plunged into the stream. I felt as free as a fish. I felt the stream flowing through my body, as if someone was massaging me. Not to mention how comfortable it was.
Unknowingly, Zhang Mu fell asleep lying on the stream and had a very disturbing dream.
In the dream, I saw a woman in green clothes picking weeds and sticking her tongue out at me from time to time. She looked so cute and endearing in every way.
"訫儿..."
The woman seemed to have heard the call to her. She stood up slowly, a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and sounded like an oriole.
"Brother Muzi, your name is Xi'er."
Hearing this, Zhang Mu also forgot that Xi'er was dead, and with a smile on his lips, he nodded and said: "Xian'er, are you tired?"
Xi'er stretched out her hand to wipe her sweat, and when she shook her head, she moved the wooden hairpin on her temples and made a "ta da..." sound. Coupled with the face that could be broken by blowing, Zhang Mu fell in love with her.
Seeing Xi'er's appearance, Zhang Mu couldn't help but walked over. When Xi'er saw him, a blush appeared on his face, but a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Mu's heart was filled with emotion when he saw it, and he reached out and gently put his arm around Xi'er's shoulders. Surprisingly, he could still feel the touch between his skin, as if he were touching the water, which was a different kind of feeling.
At this time, Zhang Mu looked at Xi'er who was extremely ashamed and swallowed his saliva. When he saw her rouge-like lips, he was fascinated for a moment.
I saw him slowly probing towards Xi'er's thin lips, touching each other, their tongues melting together, the love was unparalleled.
After a while, Zhang Mu hugged Xi'er and sat on the stone peak. Xi'er rested her head on his shoulder, with a sweet smile still on her lips, as if she was still immersed in the kiss just now.
At this time, Zhang Mu looked at Xiner and his heart moved, and sang: "Douzi Mountain, playing earthenware drums, white rain falls on Yangping Mountain."
When the song came to this point, Xi'er moved her thin lips and echoed: "Under the white rain, marry the dragon girl, Zhi Juan, two feet five, half brother, half sister. Half brother, half sister...
"
After the long and lingering voice came out, Zhang Mu couldn't help but reach out and hook his hand on Xi'er's slightly turned nose, causing a sweet smile to appear on her face.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu whispered softly: "Xian'er, do you think we can keep going like this?"
Xi'er nodded in Zhang Mu's arms and said softly: "Yes."
"Haha...but..."
"Brother Muzi, what?"
Seeing Xi'er's face full of curiosity about the baby, Zhang Mu couldn't help but reach out and caress her cheek. Looking at her rosy face, Zhang Mu couldn't help but draw a hint of sweetness at the corner of her mouth.
"It's nothing, I just found out..." As he said that, Zhang Mu showed a melancholy look on his face.
After seeing Zhang Mu like this, Xi'er asked with worry: "Brother Muzi, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Xi'er so worried again, Zhang Mu couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but stretch out his pink fist and start beating.
Xiner pouted and pretended to be angry, but in Zhang Mu's eyes, she looked even more shy and cute, and she couldn't help but touch her cheek, unable to calm down.
Seeing that Zhang Mu was silent, Xiner was so embarrassed that he said, "Brother Muzi, why are you looking at me like that?"
Hearing this, the corners of Zhang Mu's mouth moved, and he slowly held Xi'er in his arms, kissing her thin lips that had already closed her eyes and waited. Once again, a scene of affectionate and heart-warming images emerged.
It may seem like an indecent scene, but under the outline of these two people, there is not only no indecentness, but also no vulgar tricks. Instead, there is a hint of long-lasting friendship. I love to be with you, not to mention wealth and appearance.
Just when the two were in a daze of love, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and then the dream was ruthlessly destroyed, leaving only the scene of Zhang Mu struggling in the stream.
After calming down, Zhang Mu's face was full of countless sorrows, and he couldn't help but feel suffocated in his chest. Then he stood in the stream, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Xian'er..."