Chapter 826 The Spirit
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In the palm of the Muye meteor, a small and mottled ancient sword is beating endlessly, like a living thing. Gan Ping glanced at it and almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. He rushed forward and grabbed it. He looked at it for a while, but he cursed. Shit! What an asshole is this, a violent thing!" Gan Ping still remembers that when Wei Yufeng refined the magic weapon, a disciple broke a magic weapon and was severely reprimanded by Mo Lianfeng. It's really because he didn't pay attention to it. He used one by one less. The disciple refined it randomly and made a three-grade magic weapon into scrap iron. At that time, the look on Mo Zhenfeng's face was exactly the same as that of Gan Ping.
"The spirit of the wind, the spirit of the wind!" Gan Ping grabbed the collar of the Muye Meteor and kept shaking, and his saliva almost sprayed on his face. Which bastard did this? Such a treasure is actually mixed with the spirit of innate gold. Isn't this a scourge? What a violent thing in the sky!" Gan Ping said two violent words in a row, which made the Muye Meteor's face turn red and speechless.
"Oh, don't be rude, let go of my son!" Several slaves behind him were shocked and wanted to move forward to stop Gan Ping. The golden fairy master looked up and down at Gan Ping. Just now, Gan Ping took action and held the Muye Meteor in the palm of his hand in an instant, and even he did not see his movements clearly. Unexpectedly, this boy is still a hidden master.
At this time, Gan Ping found that he was wrong and quickly loosened the collar of Muye Meteor, but he couldn't help touching the sword in his palm. This small sword is refined from the most rare wind and spirit. Even if the yuan god master enters it, the soul will be blown away. Only the immortal master can go deep into it, but once it encounters a storm, I'm afraid it will fall into it. If a fairy falls into it, a trace of true spirit will not be extinguished, 80,000 years of wind blowing, 80,000 years of refining the body, and 80,000 years of cohesion of the real body, this spirit will appear.
This spirit of wind and spirit is more precious than those innate essence. After all, it fell in that storm, and there is no need to leave a trace of true spirit among thousands of people, not to mention surviving the 80,000 years of blowing, 80,000 years of quenching the body, and 80,000 years of condensing the real body. Once there is a step, it will be doomed. At this time, the spirit of the wind is a real success. Walking in the extraterritorial wind is often accompanied by the terrible storm.
Because this spirit is born from the fall of immortals, although there is no wisdom in life, experience and knowledge are still there, and it is particularly difficult to capture it. Don't think about the masters below Xuanxian. Gan Ping has also looked for the treasures of this world in the Gangfeng layer, but unfortunately he has never seen it. It is said that the spirit of Fengling has been born on the Tianfu mainland. It was still 30,000 years ago that a world-class demon knife was refined and killed countless powers.
You don't need too many rare treasures. Just take the speed of this spirit as the foundation, it is enough to kill everything. Seeing that Gan Ping was so painful, the Muye meteor couldn't help but come up, "Isn't it just a spirit? Although it's precious, it's nothing!" He felt a little guilty, because it was him who refined the spirit of innate gold into this spirit.
When Gan Ping saw his appearance, he immediately understood and couldn't help sighing in his heart. What kind of world have you entered? There are rare treasures everywhere, but why is the strength of immortals here really ordinary, and this refined magic weapon is so crudely made? Looking at this Muye meteor, Gan Ping simply had the impulse to strangle it to death. Among the five elements, the wood is the wind. The essence of this wind is the wood. Even if you integrate a wisp of innate water and water into it, it turns into water and wood, and the magic weapon of Gan Linze is also magical.
Take a step back. Even if you integrate the innate fire spirit into it, you can also achieve the momentum of fire and fire, but what's wrong with integrating this innate spirit of gold? Although this innate essence of gold is sharp, it also wears out the law of heaven and earth in the spirit of wind and spirit, and when this magic weapon is refined, it is still refined with fierce fire. Such a method is not refined into waste, which is also a miracle.
"Well, Brother Gan Ping, is there anything wrong with this flying sword?" Seeing that Gan Ping's face was ugly, the Muye meteor immediately approached him carefully, and two fish-like translucent things appeared in his palm. These two things are obviously sealed. Although they are constantly twisting, it is difficult to fly away.
"Uh..." Gan Ping turned his head and almost lost his breath. Unexpectedly, there were two other spirits in the palm of the Muye Meteor. These two spirits were obtained from the last auction. Since Brother Gan likes it, just take one. Please help me refine the remaining one into a flying sword. Hearing this, Gan Ping's eyes lit up and grabbed the two spirits with lightning speed. He couldn't stand that such treasures were still in the hands of this prodigal son.
There was a flower in front of the Muye meteor, and the two things in his palm disappeared. He couldn't help laughing, "It seems that my brother has agreed, but is my refining technique really so bad?" Gan ordinary eyes, a wisp of flame appeared in his palm, and he ignored the nomadic meteor. In fact, it's bad. It's simply too bad. I'm afraid his refining level is not as good as that of a pet who dares to be calm. Even if the fire comes to refine, it is better than him.
Since you have taken the benefits of others, you can't be stingy. Gan Ping swallowed a fairy elixir and suppressed his floating injury because of emotional excitement, and the wisp of flame in his palm approached the spirit of the wind spirit.
It's like a gentle ribbon swimming on the body. When the flame, which should have been compatible with the attributes, swam on the spirit of the wind spirit, the spirit of the wind spirit made bursts of sighs, which was obviously extremely comfortable. The Muye shooting star clicked his mouth and said, "It's amazing, it's amazing!" I remember that when he refined the spirit of the wind spirit, he laid a lot of arrays and was almost escaped by the spirit of the spirit. He was just refining it, and he didn't want to kill the spirit of the spirit. Why is that?
Unfortunately, the prodigal son did not expect that what he had done to the spirit was no different from completely refining it into nothingness. The thin flame walked on the swimming fish, crossed the wooden spirit, and turned into rune arrays one after another. On the translucent body, it looked particularly attractive, as if it were born.
What Gan Ping is exerting at present is the way to make fire with the wood. With the body and wood spirit of this spirit, he pulls and drives the domineering firepower. Looking at the armor on Mr. Makino, it is not bad. Obviously, what is missing now is a strong attack magic weapon, and this flying sword made of wood making fire and fusion refining is the most suitable for him.
Since he has taken the benefits of others, he naturally has to work hard. Gan Ping even integrated a wisp of fire that his innate silence was extinguished into it, and the terrible pressure of time came from the flying sword. The faint and dangerous feeling was like a lurking ancient monster. The Muye meteor danced happily and saw that Gan Ping had not been refined, but he was a little impatient to reach out to grab the flying sword.
The servant of the golden fairy realm behind him immediately reached out to stop him. He realized how terrible the ray of flame in Gan Ping's palm was. His son was so bold. If he grabbed it with one palm, he would suffer a lot. The wooden spirit makes fire, and the fire is full of vitality. They are born together and integrated into one!" Gan Ping gritted his teeth and suddenly entered a formation in the flying sword. Suddenly, a light flew into the flying sword from the palm of Gan Ping's hand.
It was Gan Ping's congenital Taihao Xuanyan magic needle, which was known as the first magic power of ancient penetration. It was condensed into a flame by Gan Ping and penetrated into the flying sword. In an instant, the flying sword was gorgeous. In an instant, it rose and jumped, and there was a tendency to fly away. Zhongpin Fairyware!" The Muye meteor made a cry as if it had been stepped on its tail, pointing to the flying sword and said in strickenly. Although this spirit spirit is a fairy-level material, it is refined in Ganping's hands so quickly, which has improved a step, which is really shocking.
"Where to run!" Gan Ping remained calm and grabbed the flying sword into his palm immediately. His breath suddenly pressed, and the flying sword settled down. It was just a moment of effort, but Gan Ping actually refined a medium-quality fairy weapon, which really impressed everyone. For a long time, refining magic weapons, materials of the same level and refining magic weapons of the same level can't be wrong at all, but Gan Ping's action at this moment has subverted the concept of Makino Meteor and others. It turns out that the materials of inferior fairy weapons can also be refined into medium-grade fairy weapons, which they did not expect.
"Good flying sword, good flying sword!" Muye Meteor rubbed the flying sword in his palm and couldn't help but be proud. He immediately looked up to the sky and sighed, "How can I, Muye Meteor, can get such a good treasure? From then on, I will give you the name, En, Zhantian! Fight with heaven and earth, hahahaha..."
Gan Ping had a chill, flashed his body, and hurriedly stay away from this treasure, but it was just a middle-quality fairy weapon. Gan Ping, the refiner, felt a little embarrassed to take such an arrogant name.