Immortal God King

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly laughed and looked at Xu Zhao and Su Mengwei: "OK."

Xu Zhao thought about it and then said, "well, you're better than boiling gold lacquer."

As a qualified master of arming, you need to be able to cook gold lacquer first.

Generally speaking, the Southern School of martial arts will boil the Ming King's gold lacquer, while the Northern School of martial arts will mainly use the arhat gold lacquer of King Kong temple. The cooking technique is also derived from these two schools.

Zhuang Bufan heard the speech and nodded excitedly: "yes, yes."

He has entered the art of arming. The chance of successful boiling of gold lacquer is 60% or 70%, and the purity of gold lacquer is 70%. Generally, more than 50% is considered to be the entry point of arming.

"I'll cook King Ming gold lacquer." Zhuang Bufan said confidently, "what do you cook? Southern or northern? "

"Didn't you say that you know the military skills of the northern faction? Then boil the Luohan gold lacquer used by the northern faction." Su Mengwei said in a cold voice.

She doesn't think that Jiang Xiaobai can cook it successfully. There are not many people who can cook gold lacquer, no matter in Wangzhou of Ming dynasty or in Jingang Temple of middle ancient times. It's one thing to know the technique, but it's another to be able to cook successfully.

"On the golden lacquer stove." Seven elder Xu Zhao said.

Many of the onlookers were very excited, and immediately two people carried in two old stoves the size of a millstone, as well as many materials. A lot of agate, red crystal, gold, cinnabar and so on.

Zhuang Bufan went to the golden lacquer stove and found a scale made of ivory in his hand. He picked up the cinnabar and began to weigh it. This is the necessary means to boil gold paint, the proportion needs to be very perfect and accurate, must not be bad, otherwise it will affect the purity and success rate. Even a difference of one gram will affect the quality of life.

Zhuang Bufan used the pure Southern cooking technique. After he put it into the golden lacquer stove, the divine power in his body poured into the stove. Boom, the flame broke out, began to melt gold, agate, crystal and other objects.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the materials on the ground, raised his head and looked at Su Mengwei: "I still have few things."

"What's missing?" Su Mengwei asked coldly.

"One or two red fire crystals, three seven leaf lotus seeds, and a bottle of geocentric milk." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Su Mengwei more sarcastic: "I've never heard of boiling golden lacquer need this kind of thing, you won't don't talk nonsense."

"Prepare for him. I have a certain understanding of the arming skills of the North faction." An old man came in.

Many disciples immediately saluted respectfully: "Ye Gong is good."

The old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai with great interest and said with a smile, "don't have any psychological pressure. According to your own ideas, tell me what you lack."

His voice was soft, but he was puzzled. Even arhat gold lacquer can't use these things.

Is it more advanced than arhat gold lacquer?

There is a mysterious force in the middle ancient King Kong temple, which is the eighteen bronze men. Their bodies are all covered with bronze and gold paint, and they are invulnerable. Ke Wanxian left a volume of letters recording these things.

Can Jiang Xiaobai cook bronze lacquer?

If so, Jiang Xiaobai is definitely a guest of honor in the middle ancient King Kong temple. Because of the bronze man's gold lacquer, there is not much stock in the middle ancient King Kong temple. Although the boiling technique is not lost, the success rate is absolutely not high!

The armed map drawn with bronze and gold paint is even more terrifying!

"Ye Gong." Su Mengwei saw that ye's offering was also a respectful salute. She thought that the background of Ye's offering must be extraordinary.

Soon someone sent what Jiang Xiaobai needed.

"One or two or three dollars... Converted to 50 grams of three dollars..." Jiang Xiaobai picked up the ivory scale, many memories began to emerge in his heart, and weighed the cinnabar.

"Thirty grams of Huojing..."

"68 grams of Dixin milk..."

He constantly weighing, the proportion is perfect and accurate, exactly. At this time, Zhuang Bufan has been boiling to general. At the bottom of the golden lacquer stove, a bowl of golden lacquer is shining. He controls the flame, constantly adding materials.

Jiang Xiaobai weighs things, there are dozens of things, dazzling.

Some things, even Su Mengwei do not know what role. For example, what's the matter with that roll of yellow paper? What's it used for? I've never heard that alchemy paint needs yellow paper.

"Come on, let's go." Someone can't help urging.

"Pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be a mystery..." Xu Zhao looked at Jiang Xiaobai, who closed his eyes and muttered to himself. He had such an idea in his mind.

Su Mengwei has a headache all of a sudden. If she loses, isn't she ashamed?

Finally, Jiang Xiaobai moved.

He opened the lid of the furnace and began to put the refined materials into it.

The magic power in his body was almost exhausted, and it was difficult to control the flame. He could only look at Su Mengwei: "would you do me a favor? I have lost all my accomplishments. I have no divine power in my body... "

"No help." Su Mengwei simply refused.

"I'll do it." Ye gongfeng smiles, and Jiang Xiaobai gives him a grateful look.

Ye Gong pressed the stove with one hand, breathed the magic power in his body, poured into the golden lacquer stove, and the fire broke out.

"Just say what kind of flame you need." Ye gongfeng said, "this time, even if I give you a hand."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

"The temperature of the flame is high, and the divine power is back to 10%."

"Less, spit in another three points."

Zhuang Bufan there has been a complete success, he opened the golden stove, the flame out. A bowl of gold paint like liquid gold bloomed out of the golden light, very dazzling. It's like a lake.

"Master, please comment on it." Zhuang Bufan held the bowl of gold lacquer and handed it to Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao touched a drop with his index finger and rubbed it slightly. There was a little bit of impurity on the end of his finger.

"60% purity! Very good Xu Zhao opens his mouth with a smile and glances at Su Mengwei like a demonstration.

Zhuang Bufan almost jumped up in excitement and looked at Jiang Xiaobai complacently.

People's eyes are also focused on Jiang Xiaobai's technique, but when they look at it, they feel something is wrong. Jiang Xiaobai's technique is too fast, holding five or six kinds of materials in his hand, and constantly putting them into the golden lacquer stove.

People can't even see what kind of materials they put in first and what kind of materials they put in later.

At the same time, he constantly ordered Ye Gong to inject divine power.

"Fifty percent of the flame power, seventy percent after three breaths, ninety percent after six breaths, and thirty percent again after ten breaths..." said Jiang Xiaobai.

There was a cold sweat on Yefeng's forehead, and he was in a hurry.

He is also a master of arming. It's a piece of cake to boil gold lacquer. But he had never felt that alchemy paint would be so troublesome. It was like flying at high speed, but there were nine turns and eighteen turns in front of him, just like riding a roller coaster.