Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 77
Mo Tian's mother poured all the scrap steel into the melting furnace, pressed the controller, and sank the melting furnace into the magma.

Then she handed the controller in her hand to Jiu Yuanzi, "Sister, after 6 hours, you can press the green button to pull up the melting furnace."

"At that time, you can throw your spiritual material into it, and then use your spiritual power to control the shape, and handle the rest by yourself. After solidification, you can take shape."

Jiu Yuanzi took the controller and said incredulously: "That's it, that's all the instructions you provided?"

Throw materials into the furnace, and then press the up and down keys, who can't do this kind of thing!

Mo Tian's mother shook her finger and said: "How can you think so simply? How deep the melting furnace is placed depends on experience. It's fine if you don't throw it in. If it is shallow, the temperature is not enough to burn through it. If it is deep, magma will fall out. Go in and let the spirit be stained with impurities."

"Besides, if I didn't tell you to add steel and you put other spiritual materials, then it wouldn't be a zero starting point."

"Also, my furnace is different from other furnaces. It is a magic weapon, and the others are just magic tools."

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, and took out a manual, "There is this refining guide in other rooms, this is my own workshop, so I didn't put this book."

"You can take advantage of these few hours to take a look, and you will be able to master the basic method of refining weapons." Mo Tianma said and took out a leaflet.

"This is led by the Yiren Bureau, united with all the refining families and companies, and sponsored by the Emperor Yi Auction. If you are interested, sisters can take the test for a level. The highest level is nine, and my Xiaotian is already a level five refiner." Toolmaker."

She said mysteriously: "There is a difference between certified and uncertified refiners. The spirits produced by certified refiners are easy to sell at a high price."

Mo Tian's mother forcefully stuffed the promotional paper into Jiu Yuanzi's arms, and she would forcefully hand out a copy to every customer who was unfamiliar.

No reason, just because they can sign up as an agent, and one person can earn 10 yuan in agency fees.

Mosquitoes are small, but they are also meat. There are craftsmen in the family who are burning money, so it can't be easy.

Before leaving, Mo Tian's mother also warned: "Sister, be careful, don't fall into it. We are irresponsible if you fall, and there is no way to collect your body. It will be ashes immediately."

Jiu Yuanzi really thanked her for reminding her that such an unreliable and random workshop is because only his family provides free refining service.

Otherwise, with this price and service, it should have closed down long ago.

She is still a little unaccustomed to industrialization, such things as refining tools always feel very personal.

Such an assembly line-like workshop operation made her feel weird.

The door of the refining room was closed, and only Jiu Yuanzi and the false brother were left in the room, so she sat by the magma pit and looked at the refining guide in her hand.

The book also says that the Equipment Refining Certification Association provides six words for free. If the certification fee is lower, it will make people feel more kind.

Jiu Yuanzi tossed the leaflet aside, she was not interested in what grade to take.

The routine in the mortal world is that an old sow wears a bra, one set after another, and if she is not careful, she will be deceived.

Waiting for the scrap steel to melt, she looked carefully at the refining guide provided for free.

It is indeed very basic, just teaching you the most basic process, almost like a fool, you can do it with a little spiritual power.

If you don't have spiritual power and still want to do this kind of thing, you can gamble on your luck in the game of aliens.

The fake brother stood by the magma pit, glanced at the red and bubbling magma below, and immediately avoided it.

Seeing Jiu Yuanzi sitting on the ground reading a book, he ran away and turned into a desk with a chair.

Jiu Yuanzi took a look at it, then sat on the chair, and started studying by the stove.

Not long after, she asked her false brother to turn the desk into a sofa, and finally turned it into a bed by the magma pit, click on the science and education channel of the mobile phone, and lie down to watch the documentary of the industrial chemical plant.

Whoever turned refining into an industry can't act like an idiot who doesn't know anything.

Jiu Yuanzi didn't know if other people would look at things about smelting, but she wanted to take a look, maybe she could make a difference in the smelting.

If you don't try, how will you know where your talent is? Of course, it is also possible that you will know that you really can't do anything after trying.

When 6 hours came, Jiu Yuanzi's cell phone alarm clock rang, and she immediately jumped up, pressed the button on the controller, and hung the melting furnace back.

The heat wave hit the face, and the entire melting furnace had been burnt orange, and the furnace was the same color as the magma.

Inside was a furnace full of molten steel, and Jiu Yuanzi used his spiritual power to divide half of them out and let them float in mid-air.

The false brother retreated to the corner. If the ball of molten steel fell down, it would not be a clay figurine, but an iron man.

With one hand, Jiu Yuanzi controlled the molten steel to float in the air, and with the other hand, he took out four-fifths of his hair from the Qiankun in his sleeve, and left a little bit for spare.

She wrapped Ling Xiaosheng's hair with spiritual power and put it into molten steel.

As soon as the molten steel received these hairs, a force burst out immediately, and the entire molten steel became unstable.

Jiu Yuanzi quickly controlled the spiritual power with both hands, and pressed down all the places that were about to explode. Wherever there was a sign of collapse, she thickened the spiritual power alone.

Relying on her skillful use of spiritual power, she controlled the entire ball of molten steel in a stable state without consuming a lot of spiritual power.

Ling Xiaosheng's hair melted in the molten steel and penetrated into it. Jiu Yuanzi felt a trace of anger from the molten steel through spiritual power.

There must be something under the volcanic magma, otherwise it would be impossible to melt the spiritual material simply by throwing it into molten steel without real fire.

The melting furnace here is just to cover up the things in the volcano.

But she didn't have the idea of ​​finding out the secret and taking the things in the magma as her own. There are so many things in the world that you don't have. Do you want them all?

How can there be such a good thing, as long as it can be used.

Jiu Yuanzi wants to live a leisurely life, instead of being chased and killed by aliens all over the world, and only doing things like murder and robbery when he is not clear-headed.

After the hair melted, the molten steel began to compress and shrink from the size of half a room under the action of spiritual power.

In the end, the ball of molten steel was only as big as a washbasin.

The volume becomes smaller, but the energy condenses more and more. If it is uncontrollable, it will explode, and the power will be ten times greater than before.

Even Jiu Yuanzi would be seriously injured.

She carefully used her spiritual power to separate the molten steel, trying to pull them into the spiritual shape she wanted.

This is a matter that requires not only superb spiritual power control, but also a good aesthetic ability.Otherwise, the things you make will only be ugly, making you ashamed to use them.

Jiu Yuanzi's aesthetic ability is good, after all, he is a person who has seen many good things, but his eyes can see, but it doesn't mean he can do it.

Knowing what is delicious doesn't mean you can make it, she is such a person.

It's impossible to think about what kind of beautiful and tall spiritual things can be concocted by the little demon fairy who can't even make a statue for the fake brother.

That's true, there are craftsmen all over the street.

Two hours later, Jiu Yuanzi finally completed her first refining work, and above the melting furnace floated a net exuding stainless steel and bright silver.

The net is not big, only about one meter, and the mesh is a bit big, and fish weighing about one catty can definitely get out.

When she brought the nets to the beach, the old fishermen saw her, and they all had to praise her for her awareness of protecting biodiversity. She intentionally made the nets larger, only catching big fish and letting go of small ones.

"I didn't expect that I would have this talent. The first time I weaved a net, I could achieve such a good result. The "36 Ways of Braiding" that I learned when I was bored played a decisive role." Jiu Yuanzi said flatteredly.

Then she pulled the net back with her spiritual power, touched it tentatively with her fingers, and it was no longer hot.

What is the use of this net, she doesn't know, but the aura emanating from it clearly shows that it is a spiritual thing.

Jiu Yuanzi used his experience to estimate that the heavenly magic weapon is only a little short of the magic weapon.

It's a pity that self-refined spiritual objects will not display the words like products produced by the dojo, otherwise they can be shown off.

The first time a weapon was refined, a heaven-level magic weapon was produced, and the material with a little air was extraordinary.

There was still half of the molten steel left, and Jiu Yuanzi found that they hadn't cooled down at all, and had kept the temperature just pulled out of the magma in the furnace.

It seems that the magic-level melting furnace still has a lot of effect, saving her from putting it into the magma and heating it again.

Jiu Yuanzi took out the filling treasure, spent half an hour, and after replenishing the spiritual power, he took out all the molten steel.

In the same way, she threw her finger in this time.

Immediately, the molten steel produced a strong airflow, which created a tornado in the house. If the fake brother hadn't hugged the melting furnace, he would have been sucked into the molten steel.

This was the second time. Jiu Yuanzi used his spiritual power to seal up the molten steel bit by bit with difficulty. The tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally it was completely sealed, and the refining room returned to calm.

The process of building the shape was difficult. Fortunately, she found a picture in advance, and now she floated the phone in front of her, looked at the pattern on it, and imitated one.

This time it took three hours for Jiu Yuanzi to cool down and refine the spiritual object.

It was a 12cm long silver finger cot with barely visible patterns.

There are three faint blood-red lines on the fingertips, which are the blood from Ling Xiaosheng's fingers, not the effect Jiu Yuanzi specially made.

This is a pattern that appears randomly and has nothing to do with her artistic ability.

The entire finger cot exudes a strong aura, an earth-level magic weapon.

Jiu Yuanzi is very tired now, holding the Chong Ling Bao to replenish his spiritual power, but he is very relieved in his heart.

As long as the spiritual material is good enough, good things can be produced even if the technology is not good enough.

The best materials can become the best spiritual things with the simplest refining.

She stretched out her right hand, and the finger cot flew over and put it directly on the little finger, as if it was custom-made for the little finger.

Tried it on the little finger, Jiu Yuanzi moved his mind, and the fingertip flew on the index finger, also like custom-made.

It can adjust its sleeve according to the size of the finger, and it always stays on Jiu Yuanzi's finger, maintaining the most perfect and comfortable size.

"These two are called Yuanzi fingertips, and Yuanziwang. Of course, the spiritual things I refine must be named after myself." She immediately named them without thinking.

Thinking that I have stayed here for more than ten hours, I didn't go to the reserved room at all, and I'm afraid it's impossible to get the money back, so I might as well refine the frustration gloves while there is still some time in the refining room.

She didn't bother with this thing, let her throw all 14 gloves into the melting furnace, without leaving a drop of molten steel for them, and put them directly into the magma for refining.

They are not spiritual materials, they are all the same magic weapon, so let's raise Gu to see if we can grow a glove of frustration.

At worst, after destroying all of them, I will make a few more pairs next time I go to the dojo. There are really too many of them, and I don’t know if others have them.

After waiting for another two hours, the melting furnace below suddenly made a loud noise, and Jiu Yuanzi jumped up.

She pulled up the melting furnace, and saw that there was spiritual energy emanating from it. After taking out the contents with spiritual power, she saw a glove covered with festive patterns like a big flowered jacket.

The name and feature introduction that came with the dojo are all gone, and it has been reborn from an earth-level magic weapon to a magic weapon.

The lowest level magic weapon, almost like the yellow level.

This is Jiu Yuanzi's own evaluation, after all, there are no spiritual creatures in the outside world at the level of Tiandi Xuanhuang.

It's not that I don't want to comment, it's that there is no authoritative place to determine what kind of quality has reached which level.

The main reason is that the materials are too weird. Even the Diyi Auction House would find it embarrassing for spiritual materials such as sky-grade plastic bags.

Seeing the changes to the gauntlet of despondency, it doesn't matter what its traits are now, but it's an upgrade.

Thinking of this, Jiu Yuanzi couldn't help looking at the fake stick figure whose handle had turned into a dumbbell and was lifting the dumbbell.

If you throw it down and put some molten steel, will it become an iron man?
The fake brother suddenly raised his head, and that face without facial features met her gaze.

It suddenly began to change crazily. The ordinary stickman body began to show muscles, and even wanted to grow facial features on its face.

At one moment he was a bit like Mr. Ning, at another moment he was a bit like Mo Tian, ​​and there were even short-lived Yihao and others.

Jiu Wuzi watched it try its best to change all the men it had seen, as long as they were not ugly, but in the end it couldn't change a stable face.

Seeing that it worked so hard, it still couldn't become a human because of its incompetence, Jiu Yuanzi said: "Okay, just be your tool, don't think about becoming a human."

"I don't want to throw you down either. By then, you won't be a small eDonkey, but a man. How can I ride it in public?"

The little demon is so kind, the pseudo-brother cheered up again, turning the vehicles and furniture that he could transform into lightning-fast rotations and began to demonstrate.

This proves that I am much more useful than men.

Jiu Yuanzi was almost moved to tears, what a fool, how can a man have a tool that is easy to use, it doesn't have to doubt its own existence at all.

"Let's go, let's go back to Haicheng City, and see if we can take someone back on the island. At least we have to spend the rent here and earn it back." Go to the door.

When the false brother saw it, he quickly turned into a stickman and followed.

(End of this chapter)