I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 238 Plan
Fang Han continued to play spells upwards from below, supporting the big sunstone from falling.

Feeling the terrifying power of thunder coming from the big sunstone, my heart is also slightly awe-inspiring.

But at the same time, I have some certainty in my heart.

This kind of thunder power, with his current strength of the eighth foundation building, seems to be able to resist one or two.

When he reaches the ninth floor of foundation building and forms the alchemy, he should be able to survive.

Of course, this is under the premise that Tianlei's strength will not become stronger by then.

After a while, the thunder light began to weaken and gradually dissipate.

The big sunstone was tempered into a large mass of golden-red liquid by the falling thunder fire, and some impurities in it had been burned and removed by the sky thunder fire, leaving the pure part.

That is to say, it takes a lot of effort and time to smelt the big sunstone with earth fire, and it takes a while for this day's thunder and fire to reach the state.

Fang Han was overjoyed. This big liquid sunstone could be turned into a solution with a little processing when refining the flying sword.

At the same time, he was also a little proud, just now he was completely blessed to his heart.

I'm afraid that in the entire world of cultivating immortals, there are not many people like him who use the thunder and fire of the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation to refine weapons.

Fang Han carefully wrapped the large group of sunrays that had turned into liquid with mana, and then put them into a special sealed container, ready to be used when refining magic weapons in the future.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sky thunder completely dissipated.

After the Fire Rock Beast survived the six thunderstorms, it finally advanced to the golden core stage.

Its size has doubled, and if it stands upright, it will be about twenty feet tall. The muscles under the fiery red hair are raised high, as hard as flint.

Compared with the previous fourth level, in addition to the thicker and thicker purple thunder pattern on the body, there is an additional symbol of lightning on the chest.

"You are really a genetic mutation."

Fang Han muttered, but in the next second, the Fire Rock Beast rushed over excitedly, lifted him up high like a child, and embraced him affectionately.

After the baptism of Tianlei, especially when the master helped him resist the thunder disaster, the Fire Rock Beast's affection for Fang Han became deeper.

"Put it down!"

After several strict orders from Fang Han, the Fire Rock Beast reluctantly let him go.

Although it survived the thunder calamity and became a fifth-order spirit beast, the demon core had some cracks when it passed the thunder calamity, so the fire rock beast still had to rest and recuperate.

Of course, Fang Han still has to bleed, and I will serve you delicious food and drink.

"If I hadn't raised you and Tiantian Ant, I would have been a local tyrant in the world of cultivating immortals." Fang Han said bitterly.

Next, he continued to practice in closed doors.

A few days later, Fang Han left the customs, and the [-]-day time limit was up. He carried two pots of Ganlu Immortal Noodles and went straight to Zhouji Refining Shop on Baicui Island.

After entering.

"Boy, you're here." Old man Zhou came out with a radiant face, and his eyes lit up when he first saw the two pots of spirit wine in his hand.

He couldn't help but rubbed his hands together, if he hadn't been concerned about his status as a Golden Core Stage, especially as a master craftsman, he might have snatched it.

"Senior Zhou, I don't know if the Gale Wing has been refined successfully?" Fang Han said with a salute first.

"of course."

The old man Zhou stroked his long beard and said proudly.

As he spoke, he took out a magic weapon that looked like a wing that was only the size of a palm.

After signaling Fang Han to give way, as soon as he poured his mana, he heard a light click, and it turned into a pair of wings that stretched more than ten feet long, which were Gale Wings.

Fang Han immediately looked overjoyed, but was about to take it for inspection.

"Hold on."

The old man Zhou pushed again, only to see the faint sound of wind and thunder flashing between the flapping of the wings.

Fang Han was taken aback when he saw this.

"Senior Zhou, did you extract and refine the magical powers of the Gale Falcon from the demon pills except for the magical powers of the Gale Falcon when refining the Gale Wings, and at the same time refined the hidden lightning powers into the magic weapons?"

he asked.

"You boy is right."

"Although these Gale Falcons are wind-type monster birds, they can actually awaken a thunder-type talent, but not all of them can awaken it. The one you met happened to be awakened."

Old man Zhou nodded and smiled.

"Then your ability to control fire is at its peak," Fang Han flattered.

In fact, it’s not flattery. The level of the old man’s crafting skills this week is really not good. It’s not that simple to extract the natal supernatural powers of the monsters in the demon pill, not to mention two magical supernatural powers. anything goes wrong.

Fang Han admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Old man Zhou's praise for him is very useful. As a master craftsman, what he is most proud of is his ability to control fire and extract.

"This time refining your Gale Falcon magic weapon, the old man has also benefited a lot, whether it is perception, technique or mentality."

"Speaking of which, you are also credited, so this time I will only charge you for the materials. Of course, you, the old man of Ganlu Xianniang, will accept it with a smile..." Old man Zhou was in a good mood.

Of course, he didn't tell Fang Han the reason why he was in such a good mood. It was because refining the Gale Wing was a blessing to his soul. The bottleneck that had troubled him for many years as a sixth-level craftsman has been loosened. He must soon become a sixth-level craftsman master.

Old man Zhou's smiling eyes fell on Fang Han's flagon.

The latter immediately served the nectar fairy wine with interest.

Old man Zhou opened the flagon eagerly, and took a sip from the spout.

He closed his eyes slightly, showing an intoxicated look.

Then he smacked his mouth, "Why is this wine more mellow and refreshing than last time? It really deserves the name Xianniang."

Fang Han smiled and said nothing, the two pots were brewed with the spiritual spring in the cave.

Not last time.

He understands that good things cannot be brought out all at once.

Old man Zhou drank a few more sips, and the more he drank, the more he drank, his face was full of joy.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly realize something, put away his smile and stared at Fang Han and asked, "You are also a craftsman, right?"

In the conversation just now, Fang Han obviously had a lot of knowledge in refining weapons, which made him suspicious.

"Senior Huiyan, I am indeed a fourth-rank craftsman."

Fang Han said with some shame.

"what?"

"You are a fourth-rank craftsman, so young?" Old man Zhou was startled, and disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

Although it is impossible to measure the bone age, according to his naked eye observation, the young man in front of him is definitely less than a hundred years old, and he has become a fourth-level craftsman?

"Go, go and refine two fourth-order spiritual weapons and show me."

"If you lie, don't blame the old man for being rude."

Old man Zhou snorted coldly.

He attaches great importance to the way of weapons and cannot tolerate lying weapon refiners.

Fang Han had no choice but to go into the operation room, checked out the materials from the piles of materials, and refined a fourth-level spiritual weapon in front of old man Zhou. When he wanted to refine another one, He was stopped by old man Zhou.

"The technique is skillful, but it has no spirituality, just like an emotionless organ puppet."

"You don't know how much materials were wasted to pile up a fourth-level craftsman." Old man Zhou's expression softened when he saw this, but he immediately frowned and said disdainfully.

Fang Han was embarrassed, but his talent in refining techniques was mediocre, and he had no other tricks. He just piled up and practiced countless times. Anyway, some of the materials were too much scrapped, and he was completely mechanistic.

"The next time I come here, in addition to asking the senior to refine the Gale Wing, I also want to learn the art of refining from the senior."

Fang Han bowed again respectfully and said.

After he advances to the Jindan stage in the future, if he wants to refine the magic weapon of his own soul, it is not enough to just practice hard repeatedly. It is best to have a master to guide him. He also discovered that the spiritual weapon he refined lacked some kind of spirituality.

Nothing else, but it is not ideal to refine the talisman.

That's why he came up with the idea of ​​worshiping old man Zhou as his teacher.

"I don't accept disciples." Old man Zhou said coldly.

"If senior is willing to guide me in the art of refining, Ganluxian brewing will be enough!"

This sentence immediately made old man Zhou's gray beard tremble unnaturally.

(End of this chapter)