Mixed Miners

The materials of the boundary wall are rare, and this is still smashed down from Lingbao. It has been infiltrated for hundreds of thousands of years. It contains a little meaning. If it is known to the virtual world, it is estimated that it will also rob the head. flow.

Of course, Yang Ling does not know that these materials are precious. If he knows, he will not leave so much politely. He behaves like a nouveau riche.

"Right, will the predecessors make a magic weapon for storage?" Yang Ling looked at the little old man and waved all the stones, and he looked forward to it.

The old man thought about it with some caution: "I don't want Yang Daoyou. I used to refine the storage ring once, and it was still a second-order gold. Although it was a success, the income was only a first-order magic weapon. But it’s just..."

Yang Ling's face was full of excitement and grabbed the old man's arm. "Predecessors must take time to help me refine some of the space. It doesn't matter if the space is small!"

I smiled a little or nodded, but my heart was a little excited, refining the space magic weapon, the general refiner can not have that luck, the space material is rare, no one can afford to waste, but... seems to have known the disciple of this nine-day palace After that, these high-order materials are like weichai.

Is this the legendary air transport?

Seeing that he nodded, Yang Ling quickly communicated with the gods to communicate with the small gourd, and soon after a flash of his eyes, the size of his fist was bright and the black stone appeared.

This stone floats in the air, as if there is a piece of space between the heavens and the earth, a layer of phantom shadows around the stone, constantly folding and transforming.

Looking at this piece of gold, I can’t stop myself.

"Yang Dao is friendly and blessed!" The old man couldn't help but swear.

Yang Ling's cheeks pumped a few times, Fuyuan your sister, can you grow up? The ears all sounded awkward, but the face was still awkward. "Predecessors, what should I do now?"

"It turned out to be an octave of gold, and it was so big that it was unheard of."

The old man felt a few words and then calmed down, a powerful soul burst out of the body, a thin transparent light slowly condensed before his eyebrows, and finally with his fingers pointing forward, this The light of the road was smeared with the Dimension Gold, and a thin, fluffy black sheet was cut from the Dimension Gold.

He took a sigh of relief and quickly took out a piece of stone and threw it out. Only the blue light flashed, and the cut gold was wrapped in the boundary stone.

"Yang Daoyou, the rest of you put it away, wait for me to go back and prepare for two days to start making a magic weapon!"

Yang Ling then communicated again with the soul tower of the town, and soon the sub-gold floating in the air disappeared without a trace.

Going back to the entrance again, the old man hurried back to the yard, and Yang Ling came to the office building of the spider's old man.

The old man of the spider is as busy as usual, and the kitten is constantly controlling the light curtain on the numerous consoles. A lot of data is constantly rolling. In the center of a 3D projection, several pieces of scattered objects are slowly Rotating, it seems to be a component of a device.

The stick was lying boring on the floor with his eyes closed, and his face showed a slutty smile from time to time. Yang Ling couldn't help but smack a few times. This product must be watching a small movie again.

Yang Ling threw a pot of worms in front of the old man of the spider. The old man of the spider curiously pulled out his claws and said, "Do you eat this today? So few enough to eat a fart!"

Yang Ling: ...

A few minutes later, after Yang Ling said what he had encountered in Thailand last time, the old man of the spider immediately threw his hand on the light-colored handle, and the two legs were forced to press Yang Ling’s shoulder. The fossils of the Red Soul and the terracotta larvae caught by the red soul and the village of Liuchun were sent over.

That posture has Yang Ling dare to say that an impulsive will immediately put him on the wind.

Fortunately, the building built by the old man of the spider was big enough. Yang Ling put the fossil of the red soul on the 19th floor, and then let the stick run to get the guy who was still lying in the system yard, and treated it with simple energy. After a moment, I lost it to the old man of the spider. The old man of the spider immediately opened his eyes and laughed and dragged the guy away.

The scene is very strange, Yang Ling couldn't help but stunned. It is estimated that the next day, this guy named Zhai Liuchun will definitely be miserable.

And Yang Ling is also full of curious expectations of the results of the spider old man, how does a person who does not practice strength use the power of the soul?

Because this problem is even ridiculous, even if it is impossible, he has lived in Tianshenzhou for a thousand years, and he has never heard of such a direct practice of practicing the soul.

We must know that the foundation of self-cultivation is vitality. The power of the soul is based on vitality. After that, it is advanced to the spiritual environment, and the soul can be firmly formed and cultivated into a soul.

But to understand this, we must look at the level of the spider old man.

Then Yang Ling communicated with the soul tower of the town, and transferred the larva of the red soul. Because the soul was suppressed, the red soul could not resist Yang Ling, and he was quickly stuffed into the stick and made with rare materials. Inside a cage.

Looking at the big bug that crawled up and down in the cage, Yang Ling was full of black lines.

He couldn't accept a cry like a dragon creature that made it known.

"Boss, I think it may be hungry!" The stick looked around and said.

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh. He said that where did Laozi get the body of the person to eat for him? Do you want to say hello to the funeral parlour and secretly buy a few of them?

But then this disgusting thought was quickly suffocated by him.

When I think about it, he throws out a piece of real spirits from the ring and throws it into the cage. The larva of the red soul immediately rushes like a hungry dog, and quickly swallows a large piece of meat into the stomach. in.

After eating this piece of meat, the red scorpion smashed two rows of densely clawed hooks on the railing of the cage. A pair of strange big eyes looked straight at Yang Ling, and there seemed to be some expectation in the eyes.

Yang Ling took out another piece and threw it in. As a result, the meat was swallowed before it landed, and he looked at him still.

Yang Ling stayed for a moment, and it was a bit illusory at first. It seemed that the worm and the two haha ​​were a bit like, and even seemed to see a kind of pleading and appreciating from its eyes, just like a child who asked for food.

I rub!

Yang Ling couldn't help but stunned. Suddenly he remembered the life beast that was planted in the desert. When he first asked for Yuan Neng ore, it was also like this with children's emotions.

Life Yuan beast ~ www.readwn.com ~ life soul beast, the name given by the system is only one word difference, even the second ha, the name given by the system is also called the star beast, the system identified these things, in the end are some What kind of creature, this is not only because the system is lazy, but it must be related.

But for now, the pothole system doesn't even have any instructions.

Yang Ling thought that he had touched something, but in fact he did not touch anything.

The last piece of the real soul of the ring was eaten by the red cockroach larvae. Yang Ling found that the ghost thing was not yet full, and a pair of big eyes still looked forward to him.

My day~!

Yang Ling couldn't help but burst into a foul language.

The last piece of meat I got down with was three or four hundred pounds. I ate it like this. I was still sighing that the Yuanxiao meat that I couldn’t finish was only able to feed a one-horned red soul.

You must know that this red soul is still only a larva. Once it is a few hundred meters long, it is estimated that a true spirit of the Lantern Festival can not eat for a few days. (To be continued.)