Legend of Maple

After a burst of extremely dazzling red light flashed by, a blue cauldron with a height of about two meters appeared in the mid-air, emitting red light all over.The tripod furnace has four legs, which are five-claw shaped.There are nine golden dragons spreading their teeth and claws on the cauldron, each of them is lifelike, like a living thing, and it looks very frightening.In addition, the cauldron was made by a majestic dragon head, which makes people even more daunting and afraid to face it.

Just looking at it, Mo Ziqing's breathing became unstable, the true energy in his body circulated, and his mind became unstable.Even the body trembled faintly.

Just when Mo Ziqing was in a state of unrest, a thin stream of warmth came from his palm.The warm current flowed through his whole body in an instant, making his mind gradually stabilized.

Without looking, he knew that Mo Feng had helped him.He looked at Mo Feng with a smile, and said: "My Feng'er is so powerful that he can even take such fetishes for his own use. It doesn't seem long before my Feng'er can become a first-level grand lord!" Where are the characters?"

The strength of Mo Feng made Mo Ziqing very happy.Because, knowing how powerful Mo Feng is, he can practice with peace of mind.Don't worry about him being hurt.

Mo Feng knew what Mo Ziqing was thinking, he looked up at Mo Ziqing, the soft smile in his black eyes deepened a little.He let go of Mo Ziqing's hands and motioned him to stand aside.

Mo Ziqing knew what Mo Feng meant.Without doubting him, he took a few steps back obediently and stood about five steps away from Mo Feng.He smiled slightly and looked at Mo Feng.

Looking at where Mo Ziqing was standing, Mo Feng nodded, and then stood up in the air, raising his arms and waving his fingers.But it was pinching the seal method, activating the cauldron, and then refining the spiritual weapon for Mo Ziqing's body.

As Mo Feng's stamping speed became faster and faster, a dark blue flame suddenly shot up in the cauldron.The flames kept dancing and jumping.Mo Feng stopped pinching.

Mo Ziqing stared blankly below.If he still doesn't understand what Mo Feng is doing by this time, then he is a fool! !

Feng'er, my Feng'er is really amazing! !Amazing! !This was the only thought in Mo Ziqing's mind, and it was also the only thought he could describe Mo Feng.

That's right, at only seven years old, he was able to refine a fifth-grade elixir, which also helped him break through the cultivation base of the late stage of distraction, and went directly to the late stage of golden elixir.At this moment, he is still using such a skillful seal to manipulate the cauldron used for refining the weapon! !Let me ask, isn't such a person powerful?

awesome! !Great!This is Mo Ziqing's only thought!

While Mo Ziqing was whispering to himself, Mo Feng had already started to throw the ores and iron ores that exuded colorful lights, as well as some rare gilt and those messy materials into the cauldron. Started to remove turbidity.After those turbid substances are refined, they can be fused.

Seeing that Mo Feng was so proficient in doing these things, Mo Ziqing was very surprised, and thought to himself: Could it be that when Feng'er can't be found on weekdays, does he always refine things in this cave?No wonder he has been reading some books on refining tools and alchemy in the past three years.It turns out that he has already started to teach himself...

My Feng'er is so smart... so amazing... Mo Ziqing once again praised him secretly from the bottom of his heart.

But Mo Ziqing didn't know that the reason why Mo Feng had such skillful refining techniques was because in the second life, Mo Feng himself was a great master of refining weapons and alchemy.The things he refines, whether they are spirit weapons or pills.Everything is enviable and crazy stuff.Great value!In addition, now that he has merged with the Chaos Book, all aspects have improved to a higher level!It has risen steadily to an unprecedented height.

At this time, Mo Feng had already refined all the turbid substances in those materials, leaving only the purest part of energy and matter.Looking at the lavender liquid in the cauldron, the halo circulated round and round, exuding pure energy. Satisfied, Mo Feng began to make seals with his hands, endowing these liquids full of powerful energy with divine consciousness, They fuse and form.

With Mo Feng's current cultivation base and soul energy, he can completely control a variety of refining.And these materials are enough for him to refine three magic weapons, so while giving shape to these materials with his divine sense, he manipulated the flame in the furnace, so that all the procedures can be carried out perfectly.

The reality is exactly as Mo Feng imagined.Those materials were just enough for him to refine three magic weapons.Under the control of his divine sense, the magic weapon has already taken shape.

A hosta exuding elegance, a ring as elegant as orchid, and a soft sword about 1.2 meters long.The colors of these three magic tools are light purple, like Mo Feng's hair, exuding an elegant and noble atmosphere.

It is also selfish for Mo Feng to make these magic weapons this color.Because he wanted Mo Ziqing to be able to think of himself and think of himself all the time.Don't forget yourself when you go out.And it is undoubtedly the best choice to give these magic tools the color of his own hair and refine them by himself.

Therefore, Mo Feng is also selfish and selfish.

No one is perfect!Everyone has private thoughts, and Mo Feng is no exception.He doesn't want that pure land to be invaded by others, let alone have others in that pure land! !

Here, Mo Feng is selfless, meticulously and carefully refining those magic weapons.And below, Mo Ziqing was quietly staring deeply at Mo Feng's small figure.Blink once in a while when your eyes are tired.At other times, he was greedily looking at Mo Feng's figure and facial features.It was as if he wanted to imprint Mo Feng deeply in his heart.

People often say that there is no time in cultivation, and that every year is like a dynasty.But I don't know that it is true that there is no time to practice.And there is no time to speak of alchemy and weapon refining.Because, sometimes it is difficult to refine a magic weapon that suits one's heart.Even for a god-level craftsman, it will take a few days, or even months, years, hundreds of years, or even the year before last to complete one thing.It can be seen from this that how hard it is to refine tools and alchemy.

And Mo Feng's soul is undoubtedly powerful.In addition, he has learned the Chaos Jue in the Chaos Book, and he is proficient in the magic of alchemy and weapon refining.Therefore, when he refines, it is infinitely easier than others.Even so, it took him two days.

In fact, if it is an ordinary magic weapon, Mo Feng can successfully refine it in half an hour.But these magic weapons were given to Mo Ziqing.So he is extra careful.Not a single blemish remained.It can be called a perfect work.So, he spent two days.

By the time he successfully refined it and landed from the cave, it was already the morning of the third day...

And during this period, Mo Ziqing has been quietly staring at Mo Feng...

Seeing Mo Feng floating on the ground, Mo Ziqing walked up to him with a smile and said, "Feng'er, you've done it."

Mo Feng nodded, and took out the refined magic weapon and put it in his hand.

Looking at the elegant and delicate lavender hairpin, the simple but elegant lavender ring, and the lavender soft sword as soft as a ribbon, Mo Ziqing's beautiful eyes twinkled and could not be concealed. Live the joy.

He likes these three things very much and is very satisfied with these three things.It has nothing to do with the value of these magic weapons!Rather, these things were given to him by Mo Feng, and they have a deep meaning.Therefore, he was deeply delighted.

Aside from being delighted, he could also tell from the halo and true energy emanating from the hairpin, ring, and soft sword that these three things were extraordinary.However, he didn't know much about these magic weapons, so he couldn't tell what grade it was.However, he knew that these things had already surpassed the range of magic weapons, and they were most likely magic artifacts!

But he didn't ask.Because today is the day he left to experience.He has no time to ask these things.

The joy of learning about the treasure was immediately dispelled by the sadness of the upcoming parting.He looked deeply at Mo Feng, his beautiful eyes were filled with reluctance...

"Feng'er..." Mo Ziqing called softly, the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

Mo Feng knew that he was reluctant to leave.Don't worry about yourself.But in the same way, Mo Feng also had the same feeling in his heart.However, Mo Feng knew better that he needed to grow up.Therefore, Mo Feng held back the reluctance in his heart, and tightly grasped his hand.

After three lives and three lives, except the first one!After the second life, in this third world!! If you talk about it, Mo Feng has not spoken for hundreds of years.

But this time! !But Mo Feng opened his mouth.His voice is clear and sweet, like a cup of intoxicating wine that has been dusty for a long time, just a slight sniff will make your heart sway...

Will leave, brother Yiyiqing

"Ziqing..."

A soft, shallow call made Mo Ziqing's heart flutter, and he couldn't distinguish between dream and reality... The voice was as clear as the wind direction of green bamboo, it was the sound of nature, but it was better than the sound of nature, how many times better than the sound of that day... …

Shocked, excited, and excited, Mo Ziqing's body trembled faintly.He stretched out his trembling hands, and gently and cautiously touched Mo Feng, as if he was afraid that Mo Feng was an illusion and would disappear.

"Feng'er...just now...were you calling me just now?" Mo Ziqing couldn't believe that he heard Mo Feng's words, but he did see Mo Feng's pink lips slightly parted, revealing Words... But Mo Ziqing still couldn't believe it!He was afraid that he had heard wrong...

Mo Feng knew that he was surprised that he could speak.But Mo Feng didn't want to explain so much.There is no way to explain it.Yes, Mo Feng couldn't explain it.The more you explain, the more troublesome it becomes.All he knew was that he wanted to talk now, to talk, and that was all.

A pair of black eyes looked at Mo Ziqing quietly and deeply, and Mo Feng said slowly: "Blood recognition, these three things will automatically hide their true essence. Even if they are lost, as long as they don't go out of the Demon Realm, they can be recovered by themselves." back to you. above the hairpin