Chapter 242 Home

After Shan Wujiang's reminder, Xia Jun also suddenly remembered that he was now a black robe synthesizer and could synthesize first-class Xuanjing.

"I just don't know how successful I will have to synthesize Xuanjing!" Xia Jun muttered in his heart and still took out ten pieces of Xuanjing.

Xia Jun did not give these Xuanjing to Shan Wujiang, because only Xuanjing above three levels are effective for the gold level. From the first level to the second level, Shan Wujiang doesn't look good at all.

But these things are exactly what Xia Jun needs.

He quickly picked up two Xuan crystals, launched the observation method in synthesis, and felt it silently. As a result, what makes Xia Jun ashamed is that with his own ability, the success rate of synthesis is only 15%!

Subsequently, Xia Jun communicated with the tree of the soul and sensed it again, which raised the success rate to 50%.

How's it going? Can it be synthesized? What is the success rate?" Shan Wujiang saw that Xia Jun didn't say anything, and he couldn't help asking curiously.

"This, I'm half sure!" Of course, Xia Jun refused to take out his poor 15%. Fortunately, the tree of his soul was so competitive that it actually increased the success rate by 35%.

From here, Xia Jun also saw the difficulty of synthesizing metamorpha, which is definitely not as easy as synthetic elixir.

It's like this. In the seal of the earth, the mountains were shocked and almost vomited blood. I keep talking about perverts, demons and so on in my heart.

Xia Jun did not care about the nonsense. Although he turned into a black-robed synthesizer, he still owed more than 300,000 spiritual stones in Baoding Pavilion.

Just in time, Xuanjing can be synthesized. Xia Jun will naturally not miss such an opportunity. He hurriedly adjusted his mood to the best state, then swallowed his saliva, carefully picked up Xuanjing, and began to synthesize.

Ten minutes later, in Xia Jun's hand, ten first-level Xuanjing became three second-level Xuanjing. Fortunately, he only failed twice and scrapped four pieces of Xuanjing.

Nevertheless, three second-level Xuanjing is enough to repay the debt of Baoding Pavilion.

"It's just a pity that the success rate is still a little low." Xia Jun looked at the four pieces of Xuanjing that were scrapped, which was a full of 40,000 spiritual stones. In the blink of an eye, it was gone.

The synthesizer is indeed a money-burning profession. That is, I, with the help of the soul tree. If I change others, the resources that need to be consumed to change the level alone can drag down a small force alive!

Shake his head slightly, and Xia Jun didn't think about it. He began to clean up the best Jingyuan Dan on the ground. Now that he has successfully changed the steps, there is no need for him to continue to retreat.

At this time, the silent mountain Wujiang suddenly opened his mouth again and said in a low voice, "Xia Jun, your words reminded me that there may be something that can improve your success rate!"

"Oh, what is it?" Xia Jun was stunned when he heard the words. His hand, which had been put on the door handle, was put down again, and he couldn't help asking curiously.

"Ha ha, speaking of this thing, it is also predestined to you. It is called a blessing belt, and it is also one of the divine parts, but I just know the name and I don't know its specific clues!" Shan Wujiang said without regret.

"Is it another divine part?"

Xia Jun's heart is fierce. Blade warriors need divine parts every time they cross a large level, otherwise, they can't cross!

Now Xia Jun must find the next divine costume to break through level 40.

There are three divine parts he knows so far, which are:

Glory Wrist Guard of Killing

Thunder Boots

Blessing Belt of Killing

As for what other parts there are, he doesn't know. Now, Shan Wujiang has heard of the name of the divine equipment parts, and Xia Jun is naturally excited. At the same time, there was also a trace of doubt and said in a low voice, "Senior, I'm curious about one thing. At the beginning, the Blade Warriors have been passed down for seven generations. Has no one ever found other parts?"

"As far as I know, the previous generations of blade warriors were all transferred. Before they could find the divine costume, they were killed. Only the previous generation, because they were from our mountain people and were protected by our clan, barely lived to level 29, but they did not survive the 30th level. Counting up, Xia Jun, you are also an abnormal number. Unexpectedly, you have lived until now and died, which surprised me!"

"I'll wipe it! What are you saying!"

Xia Jun's face turned black, but he was secretly alert. In fact, if he hadn't accidentally got the soul tree and had been killed by the shadow as early as the East China Sea, how could he have lived to this day?

"It's a pity that the blessing belt only knows the name, and there is no clue!" Xia Jun said with regret, then opened the door and strode out.

Just walked out of the conference room, Xiaohei, who was guarding outside, rushed over, circled around Xia Jun affectionately, and turned to silver level. Xiaohei's wisdom has undoubtedly improved a lot.

Xia Jun found that the little black who turned around actually made a babbling sound like a baby's language. I have to say that this is a great surprise.

Even if the mountain is boundless, he suddenly became interested in Xiaohei. He was surprised and said, "What a strange little spider. Its wisdom has been improved so high. Yes, it has been with you for a long time, and its body has been washed by the soul tree. With the change of rebirth, Xia Jun, Xiaohei, you should cultivate it well. Maybe you can cultivate a golden holy beast!"

"That's natural!"

Xiaohei became stronger, and a sincere smile appeared on Xia Jun's face. He snapped his finger, and Xiaohei immediately became smaller and jumped on Xia Jun's shoulder, like a spider button.

Then, Xia Jun looked at Xia Wushuang on one side and nodded slightly and said, "Xia Wushuang, since you are my maidservant with me, I must not treat you badly. How much have you eaten?"

"Twenty-eight!" Xia Wushuang's words are still short.

"Very good, I'll give you 72 more! Let you increase your strength!" Xia Jun took out a bottle of the best essence elixir from the ring and handed it to Xia Wushuang.

Xia has no two-sided expression and silently took it. It was still as cold as frost, but when he took over the bottle and touched Xia Jun's big hand, Xia Jun clearly felt a trace of tremor of the woman.

Obviously, her heart is not as calm as it seems. The best Jingyuan elixir is also unattainable, but the fact is also true. The best Jingyuan elixir is also extremely precious in purgatory. Even the film family has a limited supply, and even high-level officials can only get a few every year.

Where, dozens of iceberg beauties like Xia Jun, such as Xia Wushuang, can't calm down and almost suspect that he is dreaming. It was not until he took the elixir that he woke up and hurriedly said, "Thank you, prince!"

"It doesn't matter. You are from my Xia family, and I naturally have to take care of you!" Xia Jun smiled. Then he said, "Okay, Xia Wushuang, go out and send a message immediately. Please ask Mu Qingxue and others to come and see how Taicheng is rectified. Then, we will leave!"

"Is the prince leaving?" Xia Wushuang was surprised.

"Haha, naturally you have to go! I'm just passing by Taicheng. Tai'an is our real home!" Xia Jun laughed. But he didn't know how ambiguous his words were.

Even if he was as indifferent as Xia Wushuang, his face was slightly red at this time, he spit darkly, and hurried out to call someone.