Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 510
"Okay, let's go and see your boat."

Mu Ping'er felt that things were quite strange. In this weird world, although the aura was thin, some monks' aura seemed to be so strong that it was scary.

A-Lian respectfully took the wooden bottle to see her boat.

After seeing that ship, Mu Ping'er frowned again and again, how could such a crude thing, not even called a magic weapon, be able to cross the East China Sea.

Of course, Mu Ping'er didn't expect that there would be a boat here to cross the East China Sea. After all, these people didn't even have the foundation building period, so how could they be able to cross the East Sea.

But although he can use the phantom spirit boat, because of his low strength, the time he can use it at a time is very limited.

What's worse, I never thought about losing my spiritual power to rebuild.

The elixirs on his body can only be used in the Nascent Soul stage, and now with his small body, taking these elixirs is no different from committing suicide.

Mu Ping'er sighed, he was not good at forging weapons, but he still has the ability to turn this little broken boat into a magic weapon by tossing it a little bit.

"Do you mind if I remodel this boat?"

Mu Ping'er sighed, he never imagined that one day he would not make alchemy here, but instead refine weapons, and it was only the most superficial magic weapon.

Of course, she can't refine it even if it's higher, and it can't be used after refining it.

"Please go ahead. Is there anything I can help you with? By the way, senior, do you know how to refine weapons?"

A-Lian asked curiously, anyway, although this ship has some value, since she was going to take a gamble, why would she be stingy with a ship.

"Puff." Qing Qiyun couldn't help laughing: "The thing she's worst at is refining weapons, but it's not a problem to refine such a small magical vessel."

"Senior, so you can talk." Alian saw that Qing Qiyun had never spoken from the beginning to the end, so she thought...

"A magic weapon! How could seniors refine a magic weapon? This has been lost for a long time. What is left today is in the ruins of thousands of years, or passed down by the ancestors of the hermit sect."

Duan Weiping was also very shocked.

"It's nothing more than a small skill, but unfortunately there are no good materials." Mu Ping'er sighed.

She could only randomly take a few low-level materials that she could currently refine from the storage ring, and she didn't even know why she stored such low-level materials in the storage ring.

It seems that because I have a special liking for all kinds of wood-type spiritual materials, I kept these. After all, each kind of fragrance is different, and my storage ring is big enough.

Now these woods are just used to refine a magic weapon, the spirit boat, which is barely enough.

But just like that, Duan Weiping and Alian were also very shocked.

"Senior, do you still have the legendary space item?" A-Lian asked.

"You mean storage bag storage ring? Shouldn't everyone have this?" Mu Ping'er said casually.

"Everyone has it, how is it possible!" Duan Weiping said, "Senior, why do I carry my burden everywhere!"

"Everyone had a storage bag. It was only in the ancient time of cultivating immortals." A-Lian also said.

"Senior, these materials of yours look impressive, do you really intend to use them on my little broken boat?" A-Lian still had a timid tone.

"Of course, and this ship, if we don't damage it when we go to sea, it will naturally be returned to you."

Mu Ping'er replied indifferently, these spiritual materials are not very precious, not to mention that he would never want to invade the small broken boat of the younger generation.

"Thank you, senior!" A-Lian was very excited, she never thought that she would have a magic weapon one day.

This is a magic weapon, a real treasure, not something a messy ship can compare to.

Although the wooden bottle has not yet been completed, Alian believes that this senior will be able to finish it, just look at these spiritual materials that are so powerful.

Look at the skillful techniques of these seniors, every technique is so mysterious!
Could it be that this senior came from some hermit sect and hermit family?
Otherwise, how could he be so wealthy and lack common sense.

But Mu Ping'er didn't mind how A-Lian speculated about her own background. After all, with her absolute strength, even if A-Lian had some bad ideas, she couldn't cause any trouble to her.

Not long after, the boat in Mu Ping'er's hand gradually released bursts of precious energy.

Mu Ping'er didn't care, but this treasure attracted many monks to check it out.

"This senior can actually refine magic weapons!"

"How is it possible, there is no one who can refine magic weapons now!"

"The truth is right in front of you! This boat looks familiar, why does it look like Alian's broken boat?"

The person who spoke was the auspicious person from before, who couldn't help beating his chest and stamping his feet after seeing that Alian's broken boat had turned into a magic weapon.

"I actually lost such a good opportunity!" Ji Li greedily looked at A-Lian's magic weapon, the spirit boat.

Then I saw Mu Ping'er's final finishing work, and saw Mu Ping'er's mysterious and extraordinary refining techniques.

After waking up, there is a monk who can refine magical weapons, and there is a monk who can't see the cultivation level beside him.

This cultivator is so generous to allow others to watch the refining process, it is definitely not a kind person.

Treasures touch people's hearts, but they must be enjoyed with one's life.

"Senior, you still need other ships." Suddenly, Ji Li smiled and leaned forward to make friends.

"No need." Qing Qiyun said coldly, looking around vigilantly.

Qing Qiyun also miscalculated, he didn't think that there is only one magic weapon, but it is so precious here.

Let Mu Ping'er carelessly make magical artifacts.

However, after Qing Qiyun glanced around, he was relieved. They were all low-level monks, and there was no threat at all.

After being swept by Qing Qiyun's gaze, many monks immediately felt a creepy feeling, as if they were being targeted by some ancient giant beast.

Everyone's greed was swept away.

How can a monk who can make magic tools so carelessly be an ordinary person.

"Here, the refinement is complete, A-Lian, you can mark it with your spiritual consciousness." Mu Ping'er casually gave the spirit boat to A-Lian.

"Is it really for me?"

Although A-Lian heard Mu Ping'er said that the magic weapon would be returned to her just now, she was still excited when she heard Mu Ping'er say this. This is a magic weapon, a legendary magic weapon!
"Let's mark it." Mu Ping'er didn't care about such a magic weapon at all, and said.

Seeing that A-Lian stamped the mark of divine consciousness on the magical artifact, everyone's jealous eyes were about to pop out, but none of them really dared to do it.

However, everyone's thoughts changed a few dollars, and this monk would definitely not be able to rob her, but after the matter was over, A-Lian might not be able to keep her treasure ship.

However, the crowd never thought about whether A-Lian could be chased by them if A-Lian possessed the magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)