Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Ye Ling nodded silently. He had a deeper understanding of the twin corpse poisons raised by the blood of the ancient Cang Ming clan. It seemed that even if the Nether Cave was sealed by the god, there was still great unrest inside. There was such a situation. Powerful corpse poison.

"Fortunately, there is a Dangpo Bell, one thing can defeat another!"

Ye Ling nodded and summoned the Dangpo Bell.

Lu Binglan stepped back subconsciously. She was still frightened by the vibration of the bell, and she was still surprised: "This new magic weapon of yours is too powerful. It can kill a thousand people and damage yourself eight hundred! Why did I feel so fast when the bell echoed? I was stunned, but you two were not affected?"

Zixuan blinked and looked at the master.

Ye Ling said calmly: "The effect of the bell must vary from person to person. Although I also feel like my soul is leaving my body, I can still resist it! Maybe it's because I'm stupid and my reaction is too slow, maybe it's because of my concentration. The reason is unknown.”

Lu Binglan asked doubtfully: "Really? According to this, it is because my Taoism and practice are not enough?"

Zixuan said leisurely: "Hey, what did Miss Lu say? You are obviously very talented, with sharp ears and eyes, and a strong sense of consciousness, so you are particularly sensitive to the sound of the Dangpo Bell. Like me, I let my hair down early, I blocked my ears and gathered my consciousness, my mind was as still as water, and I was detached from everything else. Even if there were bells echoing, it would not shock me. "

Lu Binglan suddenly realized: "That's it! Junior Brother Ye, next time you use this clock, remember to inform me in advance."

Ye Ling nodded slightly, sent out the ancient barbarian puppets, and put away the storage bags of the monks of the Mo family of the Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion. When he took them back, he saw that they were worthy of being a wealthy family. There were mountains of spiritual stones shaken out, especially the magic weapon Flying Sword. The appearance is all of the best grade nine. In addition to the material, the forging and tempering process is also very exquisite.

"What a pity! It's a pity that these young men from such a large family, who originally had a bright future, have ended up in such a miserable state and turned into withered bones in the grave!"

Ye Ling said this, but his spiritual consciousness was counting the spiritual stones, and his eyes stayed on the many treasures of the Mo family's children, looking at each one and praising each one.

When he dug out a few pieces of jade slips that had been smoothed and rounded, they looked very old and full of traces of time. When he looked at them carefully with his spiritual sense, his eyes lit up: "What is recorded here is The art of refining weapons! There are detailed records on how to smelt magic weapons and temper flying swords.”

Lu Binglan responded casually: "There are also some in this storage bag. It seems that these jade slips were made by one person!"

Ye Ling collected all the simple jade slips and laid them out one by one. They corresponded to different categories in the art of refining, identification, smelting, sacrificial refining, quenching, inlaying, etc., forming a relatively complete set of refining techniques. The system embodies the lifelong efforts of the alchemy master!

"It seems that the Mo family of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect is a well-known weapon-refining family! Our family has a long history, and our ancestors have extraordinary attainments in weapon-refining. Senior Sister Lu, don't you want to make some rubbings?"

Ye Lingru has found a treasure. Although he is not good at this, he has a lot of inherited spiritual treasures. He just needs to know more about the art of refining. When he refines the inherited spiritual treasures in the future, he can smelt more top-grade weapon refining materials. Let the magic weapon exert greater power.

Lu Binglan, however, was not interested in the art of refining weapons: "What I use are all ice magic weapons and flying swords. With the wealth of the temples, if you need anything, just ask the angels and someone will send it to you! And the angels of the Tianshu Gongye Wujiu is quite accomplished in refining weapons. If you want to refine anything, you can leave it to him. Why bother yourself? "

Ye Ling was speechless after hearing this. Lu Binglan had a respected position in the temples and she could have whatever she wanted. The envoys of the gods would not deny her any request and would always try their best to satisfy her.