Immortal Space

Seventy percent of the spirit items put up for sale by the caravan had been sold out by the time the stalls were closed at night, leaving only a small amount of second-level spirit medicines and some first-level spirit fruit spirit medicines.

After Wang Hong returned to his residence, it was already dawn the next day after he had finished his training tasks for the day.

Arranged for Luo Zhongjie and others to go to Wantongfang City to set up a stall, and asked them to use the middle-grade spirit stones they sold the previous day to buy some second-level refining materials as much as possible.

In addition, some special products of Qianqiao City can also be purchased and brought back to Qingxu City for sale.

When Luo Zhongjie and the others arrived in Wantongfang City, there were already many people waiting in front of their booth.

Most of these people are the owners of some shops in Qianqiao City.

The purpose of their coming here today is, on the one hand, to grab a good position in advance so that they can snap up more spiritual objects.

On the other hand, it is hoped that we can cooperate for a long time and form a fixed cooperative relationship.

They are all local snakes in Qianqiao City, and it is okay to cooperate with them, but you have to choose the most suitable shop from them.

Luo Zhongjie didn't dare to make any claims on his own, so he could only reply after reporting to Wang Hong.

Wang Hong didn't go out today, and was studying at home how to refine tungsten spirit iron ore. Although he had read it in classics before, he had no practical experience.

He first took out the second-order spiritual charcoal that is usually used for alchemy, and after lighting it, he put a fist-sized ore on the flame and roasted it.

After half an hour, the ore was still cold, and then continued to burn, and after another hour, the ore finally began to become hot.

After another three hours, the ore finally turned red, and it was not until ten hours later that the ore began to melt.

But he stopped here, he just wanted to know what it would be like to refine it with second-order spirit carbon.

Now that he has almost understood it, there is no need to waste too much time here.

At this time, a flame slightly thicker than a thumb appeared on his hand, jumping in his palm.

This is the spiritual fire cultivated by his Wood Fire Burning the Heaven Jue. Although this flame is small, its power cannot be underestimated. It is almost comparable to the real fire of a Golden Core cultivator.

At this moment, with a thought in his mind, the flame rushed to him and stopped in the air.

Then he controlled the fist-sized ore with his spiritual sense and flew above the flames.

As soon as the ore came into contact with the flames, it quickly turned red. After a quarter of an hour, there were signs of melting. After two quarters of an hour, all the ore melted into liquid.

Spiritual consciousness manipulated the liquid to keep tumbling, and green smoke continued to emerge from the liquid, and then the green smoke became weaker and weaker, until finally there was no more green smoke.

Then control the liquid to slowly leave the flame, farther and farther away, the liquid slowly cools and solidifies, and some debris continuously falls from the solidified surface.

When finally no more debris fell out, there was a metal ball the size of a finger remaining in the air.

Wang Hong held it in his hand and observed it carefully. The round bead was black as a whole, so shiny that it weighed about one catty. This was the finished product of tungsten spirit iron.

He used spirit fire to refine tungsten spirit iron. Although the speed was much faster than that of ordinary foundation-builder monks, he was still not satisfied.

He wants to refine in large quantities, which is still a waste of time.

He has always wanted to cultivate some talents in alchemy, weapon refining, talisman making, and other aspects among his subordinates.

But most of the first batch of subordinates didn't have spiritual roots, and the daily practice was already very difficult, and they couldn't spare time to learn other skills.

Therefore, he trained a total of three alchemists, Zhang Chunfeng and the Ma brothers.

Among the 100 people recruited this time, he planned to cultivate some talents in various skills, so that he would no longer need to do many things by himself in the future.

In the future, with so many foundation-building monks under him, everyone will need various resources, and it is impossible for him to produce all of them.

That would lose the meaning of cultivating subordinates. If so, the ancestors of those sects would have died of exhaustion.

If he wanted to refine a large amount of raw ore and improve efficiency, he also needed a smelting furnace, preferably a spirit weapon level.

Wang Hong told Luo Zhongjie to buy all the raw tungsten spirit iron ore sold at that stall.

Even if he doesn't have time to refine it for the time being, he can save it for later use, and buy it back first. When he returns to Qingxu City, the refining materials will not be so easy to buy.

Wang Hong left his temporary residence and wanted to buy a refining furnace. However, he spent two days searching the entire Qianqiao City, but he couldn't find a spirit-level refining furnace.

I can only buy a high-grade magic weapon level refining furnace first, and use it for the time being.

However, he also inquired about the news that half a year later, there would be a large auction organized by Qianqiao Pavilion.

At that time, there will be a spirit weapon refining furnace for sale, and two puppets of the foundation stage will also be auctioned.

It seems that he needs to stay here for a while longer.

Ten days later, all items in the caravan were sold out.

With the earned spirit stones, a large amount of refining materials, various magical weapons, and a small amount of spiritual weapons were purchased from Wantongfang City.

There are still one hundred middle-grade spirit stones left, and Wang Hong plans to use them in the auction at that time.

Another month later, Wang Hong went to Qianjin Pavilion in the west of the city, and got the spirit weapon he entrusted to refine.

Eight spirit weapon-level bows were refined from third-grade purple cloud mulberry spirit wood, seven top-grade ones, and one top-grade bow. They were equipped with a total of one hundred spirit weapon-level arrows.

According to Wang Hong's refining requirements, these bows are all strong bows, and they must have a force of tens of thousands of catties to pull them apart.

Especially this top-grade spiritual weapon, which requires a force of 100,000 jin to pull it apart, it was specially made by Wang Hong for himself.

Not to mention that ordinary monks can't pull this bow, even body-training monks, few people can pull it.

Due to taking a large amount of Jingyuan Pill, Wang Hong's current physical strength has reached 500,000 jin, which is just right for pulling a 100,000 jin bow.

It is said that some powerful physiques have the ability to move mountains and fill seas with just physical strength.

With his current strength, although he can't move mountains to fill the sea, it is still not a problem to break a few boulders at the foot of the mountain.

Luo Zhongjie and the others also possessed a strength of more than 100,000 catties at this time, which was slightly stronger than the body-refining cultivators of the same level.

The demon beast corpses collected in the space before have all been absorbed by the demon hunting tree, and he still has a warehouse full of demon hunting tree seeds.

It's not that he is reluctant to use it for his subordinates, it's just that since the first day he led the army, he has never had the habit of giving things to his subordinates for no reason.

A little contribution or merit must be made in exchange for corresponding benefits.

Reaping for nothing will only ruin military discipline and make no one think about making progress.

Wang Hong left the best bow and 20 arrows for himself, and left the rest to Luo Zhongjie for distribution.

One hundred pieces of top-grade magic weapon bows were all mixed with a trace of third-grade purple cloud mulberry, which was considered to be of very high quality among top-grade magic weapon.

Each of the 100 qi-training monks under him had one, and another 1,000 arrows, ten of which were assigned to each of them.

A hundred qi-training monks aimed at one point at the same time and shot ten rounds in a row, which was enough to shoot a foundation-building monk into a hornet's nest.