Chapter 647 Is This the Magic Tool?

Are you looking forward to...

Mu Qingge restrained her eyes, and her long eyelashes blocked the emotions in her eyes.

'Looking at the appearance of the second elder and the third elder, they seem to have also learned what happened when she awakened her bloodline. I have high hopes for her! ’ Mu Qingge said in her heart.

Standing in the white circle, Mu Qingge waited for the big competition to start.

Suddenly, she felt several eyes falling on her, so she looked up.

In the dense crowd, it was really easy for her to find the person who was looking at her.

One was Sang Zhilan whom I had seen in Sunset Grassland before.

There was another one she didn't know, but when she looked over, the man didn't avoid his eyes, but nodded politely.

In addition to these two gazes, there was also a somewhat erratic gaze, and Mu Qingge's gaze lightly landed on the man.

Seeing it, she raised her eyebrows.

Isn't this the guy who slapped Mu Yichen with trash when he was testing his blood, and she also said trash at the end?

When her eyes fell, the man hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at her at all.

The corners of the mouth were lightly raised, and a disdainful smile flashed across Mu Qingge's beautiful face.

When she retracted her gaze, she met the gaze of Mu Xuewu beside her.

Mu Xuewu smiled sweetly at her, but that smile was different from her usual cold and noble image. but……

Mu Qingge thought about it again, it seemed that Mu Xuewu didn't show a cold and noble look in front of her after knowing her identity.

"Boss, are you nervous?" Suddenly, Mu Xuewu asked in a low voice.

nervous? how come.

Mu Qingge shook her head slowly. She has already learned how to control her emotions, and nervousness has never appeared in her experience.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's start now." The second elder stood up and said to the thousands of people standing in the white circle on the square.

As soon as he spoke, everyone in the square fell silent, and absolute silence was maintained in the viewing seats.

The Second Elder stood on the platform, swept his serious eyes around, and said in a deep voice: "The time for this big competition is three days. During these three days, you should try your best to refine weapons and don't be affected by others. Influence. In this big competition, the winner will be rewarded with ten drops of confinement liquid, so you have to work hard!"

"Confine the condensate!"

"The reward this time is actually the confinement condensate!"

"This is just crazy!"

"Hey, the reward this time is ten drops of confinement condensate, don't compete with me, I'll take the first place!"

"Just by you? I think it's the bottom one."

"The ten drops of confinement condensate belong to me."

"It's you, I think it's Xuewu. She has been the first place in the family competition every time these years."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't her brother come here this time? And he is so talented, his blood concentration has reached level ten, and most importantly, he is also a treasure-level craftsman."

"That's different. After all, he hasn't learned from our clan. I'm afraid his previous methods of refining weapons are all biased. In terms of quality, how can it compare with the orthodoxy of our San clan?"

"It seems that this competition is a dragon-tiger fight!"

As soon as the rewards of the family competition were announced, the entire competition scene was filled with excitement.

All around, there are all kinds of discussions.

Sang Zhilan's eyes were burning hot, and her eyes drifted to Sang Xingyu who was not far away from her, and she whispered: "Don't forget what I asked you to do."

Sang Xingyu immediately turned bitter, and said to Sang Zhilan: "Just let me go. I didn't know his details before, but now I know that his talent and blood concentration are far superior to mine, and he is still a treasure-level craftsman. , How could I provoke him again? Didn't you see that even the Supreme Elder came out for him? In the past, every year in the family competition, have you ever seen the Supreme Elder coming?"

What he said made Sang Zhilan speechless.

She stomped angrily.

Either she didn't understand the truth, or she couldn't swallow the pain of being kicked out of the Longya camp in the first place.

"Zhilan, didn't Second Grandpa say that? Don't provoke Mu Qingge." Sang Ye was beside her, persuading her in a low voice.

Sang Zhilan bit her lip tightly, her eyes were ruthless.

"Zhilan, don't be impulsive! The Supreme Elder is here." Seeing her gloomy look, Sang Ye hurriedly said.

Sang Zhilan stared back at him, pursed her lips and said in her heart: 'Since I didn't dare to provoke you, then I beat you in the competition, so it's okay, right? Besides, I also want ten drops of confinement condensate! '

She is also a treasure-level refiner, and she has already started to sprint towards a god-level refiner.

If she performed supernormally in this big competition and could refine the artifact, wouldn't she be able to win everyone? At that time, she would like to see how Sang Xuewu and Mu Qingge have the right to be arrogant in front of her.

"Everyone be quiet." The second elder asked everyone to discuss for a while before continuing: "You all know the rewards, and you also know the rules. If you find someone cheating during the competition, you will be disqualified from the competition. Did you hear me clearly?"

"Listen clearly—!" Nearly a thousand people responded at the same time, but it was quite imposing.

"Okay, now that everything is clear, let's start." After the second elder finished speaking, he turned around and sat down in the previous seat.

Refining is a long wait.

The second elder gave an order, and nearly a thousand people standing in the white circle took out all the refining materials they had prepared in advance from their Sumeru rings, put them in front of them, and each did the refining process. preparation.

Outside the white circle, many San people's stewards patrolled back and forth, paying attention to whether the people participating in the contest had violated the rules.

Mu Qingge stood in the circle, calm and unhurried, not even making any movement. She was just looking at the preparations of the other San people, with a bit of curiosity in her eyes.

In the viewing seats, seeing Mu Qingge who was not moving, Bai Yu frowned in confusion, "What's wrong with Qingge? Everyone has started, but she is still standing still."

"Yeah, why is the boss still not moving?" Mu Yichen also looked anxious.

"What are you in a hurry for? Qingge has her own plans in mind." Hearing the worrying at both ends, Jiang Li couldn't help but say something.

She knew Mu Qingge well, and she also knew that she hadn't moved yet, so it must not be because of any accident, it could only be that she hadn't moved yet.

Jiang Li's words eased everyone's worries.

"Boss, why don't you start yet?" After taking out the materials for her own refining, Mu Xuewu found that Mu Qingge hadn't moved yet, so she asked inexplicably.

Mu Qingge turned to look at her, and found that among the materials she took out, one of the main materials was the rhinoceros skin of the black armored dragon obtained in the Canglan Mountains.

Feeling that Mu Qingge's gaze fell on the rhinoceros skin of the Xuanjialong, Mu Xuewu lowered her eyes a little shyly, and said in a low voice: "I have been trapped as a treasure-level craftsman for a long time, and today I want to take this opportunity to hit the god-level Craftsman. The skin of this mysterious armored dragon rhinoceros is very hard. With its defensive ability, I hope I can forge a god-level armor."

Mu Qingge nodded, and said lightly, "Work hard."

The simple two words fell into Mu Xuewu's ears and became the greatest encouragement. Her spine was even taller, she nodded heavily at Mu Qingge, and her beautiful eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

After a while, except for Mu Qingge, everyone's refining materials have been taken out, and some of the quick-moving ones have already started refining.

She remained silent, but instead became an existence that stood out from the crowd.

"What's the matter with the little guy? Could it be that you have stage fright?" The Elder Er Taishang joked when he saw that Mu Qingge hadn't moved.

King Sangshun laughed and said, "This kid has a lot of thoughts, and stage fright is probably impossible. He probably wants to see what his opponents are doing first."

Elder Er Taishang nodded with a smile, and reminded: "Don't delay the hour."

In the square, everyone has already started refining.

An alchemist needs an alchemy furnace to make alchemy.

A refiner also needs a furnace.

However, the Sang people's refining method has already left the refining furnace. They rely on their own spiritual power, as well as animal fire or earth fire, to carry out refining.

Therefore, if the cultivation base is not enough, it will also be a hindrance to the improvement of the refining technique.

Mu Qingge discovered with sharp eyes that almost all the participating disciples of the Sang nationality had a small bag hanging on their waists, which exuded the fragrance of elixir.

As soon as she smelled it, she knew that the elixir was to restore spiritual power, but it was only some common intermediate elixir, or high-level elixir.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge understood the purpose of Mu Xuewu looking for Mei Zizhong two days ago.

'It seems that it is also a pill for restoring spiritual power. ’ Mu Qingge looked at Mu Xuewu, and saw that there was indeed a bag emitting elixir hanging on her waist.

Mu Xuewu hadn't started refining the weapon yet, she just arranged the materials, then looked at Mu Qingge, and walked towards her.

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Mu Xuewu came to her, pulled off the bag containing the pill from her waist, and said to Mu Qingge: "Boss, the refining process consumes a lot of spiritual power. I asked Master Mei to refine some recovery spirits a few days ago." I also asked him to refine some for you, but he said you don’t need it.”

She pursed her lips, and continued: "Simply, he is a treasure-level alchemist, and the alchemy he refines should be stronger. I can't use so much, I will give you half."

With that said, she handed the bag in her hand to Mu Qingge.

However, Mu Qingge reached out to block her movement.

Under Mu Xuewu's surprised expression, she smiled lightly and said, "He's right, I don't need it."

"But..." Mu Xuewu said anxiously.

But Mu Qingge pushed her bag back, and said to her: "Refine the weapon with peace of mind, don't worry about me."

Helpless, Mu Xuewu had no choice but to go back to her white circle, and tied the bag containing the treasure-level recovery spirit power around her waist again.

"Brother Mei, haven't you prepared a pill for the boss to restore his spiritual power?" Mu Yichen saw Mu Xuewu's movements, and asked Mei Zizhong as he turned his head.

Mei Zizhong shook his head slowly, not necessarily worried in his expression.

Mu Yichen patted his forehead, "It's all my fault, I should have warned the boss earlier."

"What are you blaming yourself for? If my boss wants pills, he still needs Brother Mei's help?" Yuan Yuan laughed.

"What do you mean?" Mu Yichen stared at him.

Yuan Yuan shook his head and said, "It's not interesting."

Mu Yichen was a little puzzled, and his eyes swept back and forth over the past few days. Unexpectedly, they didn't feel worried at all, and they weren't nervous about Mu Qingge at all.

"Yichen, don't be impatient." Sang Lanruo, who had been silent all this time, spoke.

Mu Yichen looked at her, and said in a puzzled way, "Mother."

Sang Lanruo also had some worry in her eyes, but she still controlled her emotions and comforted him: "It's okay, Xue Wu is by Ge'er's side, and if Ge'er's spiritual power is exhausted, she will know what to do."

After hearing what his mother said, Mu Yichen had no choice but to let go of his worries for the time being, and continued to watch Bidou.

...

Balls of fire rose from the palms of the disciples of the San tribe, floated in front of them, and gradually grew larger. The temperature of the entire square also rose instantly.

When the fire is shining, the whole square looks colorful and very beautiful.

All kinds of refining materials are thrown into the fire, and they are melted and formed with spiritual power. This is the first step of the Sang people's refining technique...

Mu Qingge watched everyone refining the weapon with relish, and his unhurried appearance attracted the attention of many people.

Some people even glanced at it out of curiosity, causing their own refining to fail and had to start all over again.

"What is he doing? He still doesn't move. Could it be that she didn't start until we finished refining?" Sang Zhilan kept pouring spiritual power into the fire, controlling the degree of melting of the refining materials inside, she glanced at it out of the corner of her eye Where Mu Qingge stood, she was puzzled.

Sang Ye took the time to say to her: "Don't worry about other people, or concentrate on refining weapons."

His words made Sang Zhilan withdraw her eyes, and resisted the doubts in her heart, and concentrated on refining the weapon.

"Why are you still not moving?" Mu Yichen asked anxiously. Seeing the refining materials in other people's hands turned into various liquids, but there was nothing in front of his boss, this made him anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Why are you in a hurry? Isn't it three days for the competition? It's enough to practice within three days." Yuan Yuan was not in a hurry.

Mu Yichen turned to look at him, looked him up and down, and asked curiously, "Why are you still here?"

Yuan Yuan was taken aback, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "I'm not here, where are I going?"

Mu Yichen blinked and said: "Aren't you my boss's strange fire? You are here, how does she refine weapons?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized: "Ah! I see, my boss has not moved, sure It's because you hid here, making it impossible for her to refine weapons."

After finishing speaking, she was about to grab Yuanyuan's skirt, as if she wanted to throw him in front of Mu Qingge.

Yuan Yuan knocked off his hand, grinned and said: "Don't think that you are the brother of the boss, and I won't beat you up after drinking with me a few times!"

"It must be because of you that my boss can only stand and watch!" Mu Yichen was also angry, and he stretched out his hand to wrestle with Yuan Yuan.

"Yichen stop!" Sang Lanruo hurriedly stopped him.

Mei Zizhong also said to Yuan Yuan: "What occasion is it now, don't mess around, Qingge let me watch you."

Jiang Li poked her head over and scolded, "Shut up both of you! Why are you arguing?"

Several other people also cast dissatisfied eyes.

Being stopped by everyone, Mu Yichen and Yuan Yuan snorted coldly at each other and turned their heads away.

Mei Zizhong shook his head helplessly, glanced at Yuan Yuan, and said to Mu Yichen: "Don't worry, even if Yuan Yuan stays here, it won't affect Qingge Refining Tool."

After listening to his explanation, Mu Yichen realized that he had wronged Yuan Yuan.

He turned his head and said to Yuan Yuan: "Yes... I'm sorry! I was too impulsive and reckless."

Yuan Yuan's face gradually returned to normal, and he turned around and said, "Forget it, you are also worried about the boss. To tell you the truth, the boss will not start until they are almost done practicing."

"Why!" Mu Yichen asked in surprise.

Yuan Yuan suddenly became proud, "Because of me!"

Mu Yichen still wanted to ask, but someone asked more anxiously than him.

"Mu Qingge, why are you still not moving?" The second elder stood up again and shouted to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge's standing still made many people curious, but his shout now attracted a lot of attention.

"Second child, if you shout like this, I'm afraid it will affect the children's refining." King Sang Shun frowned.

"Yes, second brother." The third elder also echoed.

The second elder looked awkward, and simply got down from the high platform, striding towards Mu Qingge. As soon as he moved, King Sang Shun thought about it, stood up and followed him.

On the stage, only the third elder was left to accompany the second grand elder.

The second elder came straight to Mu Qingge, walked in front of her, and asked directly, "Why don't you move?"

"Second brother, Ge'er must have her own plans, why are you in a hurry?" King Sang Shun persuaded the second elder before Mu Qingge could speak.

The second elder shook his head and said, "Patriarch, it's good that he has talent, but he can't be coddled. Now that everyone in this family competition has started refining weapons, he stands still, is he trying to show his difference? "

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mu Qingge, as if he insisted on Mu Qingge's answer.

Mu Qingge's expression was indifferent, and she didn't avoid his gaze at all. He just smiled and said, "Second elder really wants me to start practicing now?"

"That's right." The second elder said affirmatively.

With a slight smile, Mu Qingge nodded and said, "That's as you wish."

After saying that, she flipped her palm, and a cluster of primordial fire appeared in her palm out of thin air. In an instant, the entire square seemed to fall into a sun.

"So hot!"

"Why is it suddenly so hot?"

The sudden change in temperature immediately attracted everyone's attention.

And at the moment when the primordial fire appeared, the earth fires and beast fires that were refining weapons in the square became extremely unstable, struggled and flickered twice, and went out instantly.

Puff puff puff puff——

"Ah! My fire is gone!"

"Mine is gone too!"

"My material!"

"What a waste of such good materials!"

In the white circle of the square, there were constant wailing sounds.

The Second Elder and King Sang Shun looked around in shock. Everyone failed to refine the weapon because of the sudden extinguishment of the flame, even Mu Xuewu, who was once the best in the Sang family, was no exception.

There was also a look of annoyance on her beautiful face, but she didn't yell like everyone else, but just silently picked up the spoiled materials.

Fortunately, not long after the refining started, everyone's losses were not too big.

It's just this kind of weird imagination that made them all look towards the only burning flame in the square.

The Tai Chu Ji Huo in Mu Qing Singer emits an orange light, covering the entire square, and the place covered by it feels extremely hot.

"This... this..." The second elder looked at Huo in Mu Qing's singer in shock.

Mu Qingge raised the corners of her lips, and said playfully, "Second Elder, that's why I don't refine weapons. I am a strange fire, a fire from the beginning. Flames also have different levels. In front of it, everyone here The fire couldn't even burn properly."

"You put it away first." The second elder said anxiously.

Mu Qingge curled her lips into a smile, flipped her hands over, and withdrew the primordial fire.

The scorching temperature disappeared in an instant, but everyone in the square, including those in the viewing seats, seemed to have walked around in hot water, and their clothes were already wet with sweat, sticky and very uncomfortable.

The heat was gone, and so was the flame in Mu Qing Singer, but this scene disrupted the family contest.

Mu Qingge stood calmly in the white circle with her hands behind her back, showing no signs of nervousness after breaking the contest.

King Sang Shun glanced at her, and said to the second elder: "Second brother, it seems that this competition, we have to let other people start first, and when they are almost done practicing, Ge'er will start again."

The second elder nodded with a dejected expression, "That's the only way to go."

Seeing him nodding, King Sang Shun looked at Mu Qingge and said, "Since that's the case, you can go back to rest now. The time is almost up. We will send someone to look for you again, or you can stay and watch everyone make weapons."

"I'll stay here. If you don't take a look at such a spectacular scene of crafting, wouldn't it be a waste?" Mu Qingge said. This is a good opportunity to learn about the level of the San clan's refiners, and she will not miss it.

"It's up to you." King Sang Shun nodded, and returned to the judging stand with the second elder.

Standing on the stage, he said to the still-shocked disciples of the Sang tribe: "There was a little accident before, and now the big competition is continuing. Because of the special flame, Mu Qingge will start refining weapons later."

Dabi started again, but time has passed.

Before they had time to think about it, everyone withdrew their shock, restrained their emotions, and prepared to start refining weapons.

In the audience, Mu Yichen looked at Yuan Yuan in shock, and stammered: "You you you you you..."

Yuan Yuan beamed and said: "How about it, young master is amazing!"

"What's going on here?" Mu Yichen asked in a low voice after taking a deep breath.

Yuan Yuan told him: "I have a close relationship with the boss. I recognize her as the master. As long as I am not fighting, she can use my abilities, but she cannot exert the same power as me."

"How many strange fires have you swallowed?" Mu Yichen asked curiously when he knew Yuan Yuan's real body for a long time.

Yuan Yuan frowned, thought for a while and said: "I told you because you are the brother of the boss, you have to keep it a secret for me. I have swallowed the Bone Demon Flame, the Eight Desolation Void Flame, and the Primordial Fire .”

"Three kinds! Adding you yourself, doesn't it mean that the boss already has four different fires?" Mu Yichen was shocked.

"Hey." Yuan Yuan smiled and said, "What is this? I have to devour more strange fires, become stronger, and then protect the boss! With me in the future, no one dares to bully the boss! Whoever bullies the boss, I will Just burn him!"

Seeing his serious appearance, Mu Yichen enviously said: "It's great that Boss has such a loyal partner like you!"

"That's also because the boss is kind to me!" Yuan Yuan said without thinking. He has followed Mu Qingge since he was an egg. Every time he fights against the strange fire, Mu Qingge will try his best to help him, and never enslave him. Where can I find such a good master?

"I also hope to meet my fighting partner in the future!" Mu Yichen's eyes showed expectation and envy.

Yuan Yuan knew how to comfort people at this time, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, you are learning like the boss, and sooner or later you will have it!"

"Well! From today on, the boss is my role model and my goal!" Mu Yichen said firmly.

Sang Lanruo sat on the side, hearing the conversation between Mu Yichen and Yuan Yuan, she felt comforted in her heart. Suddenly, she found that the son who had been protected all this time had finally grown up.

...

Refining is a boring process.

If you are not a craftsman, after watching for a long time, once the novelty wears off, you will feel bored.

One day and one night passed, and the white man who had been holding on for a long time finally couldn't bear it, and greeted everyone, "I can't do it, I'm too sleepy, tell Qingge that I'm going to sleep, don't call me if there's nothing to do."

After finishing speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared into a white light before everyone's eyes.

As soon as she left, Jiang Li suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the whole person was also much more at ease. She murmured to herself: "This refining tool is really boring. If Mu Qingge wasn't here, I wouldn't have come if I were invited."

"I heard from the young master that the weapon to be forged today is specially for Miss Jiang." Jiya suddenly said to Jiang Li.

In that tone, I don't know if there is an element of envy.

Jiang Li's eyes narrowed into crescents, and she said expectantly, "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be here to sit here. I don't know what kind of weapon my Qinqin Qingge will make for me."

It's not that she doesn't have her own weapons, but if Mu Qingge made them specially for her, the meaning would be different.

...

By the afternoon of the second day, most of the people had successfully refined weapons.

Most of them are spiritual weapons, and there are very few treasure-level weapons. Occasionally there are a few, and the quality is not high.

Those refined weapons were all hung with their respective brands and placed in white circles. After that, the refiner can leave to rest and recover his physical and spiritual strength.

Mu Qingge looked at Mu Xuewu, her cheeks were pale, and her physical and spiritual strength was exhausted. Taking advantage of the gap, she grabbed a handful of pills from the bag at her waist and stuffed them into her mouth to replenish her spiritual and physical strength.

After taking the elixir, her complexion became better.

Mu Qingge's eyes fell on the armor she refined, and it was already in shape, it was a pair of female armor, the quality was also very good, and the color was also very beautiful. However, it was still some distance away from the god level she expected.

Mu Qingge shook her head secretly, 'It seems that it is impossible for her to hit the god-level weapon this time. '

Mu Xuewu also seemed to understand this point. Although she did not give up charging the god-level weapons, she did not act recklessly.

Opposite her, there is another Sang Zhilan.

She also wants to hit the god-level weapon. It's just that she is not as stable as Mu Xuewu, and she is too eager to win, which makes the weapon she is about to successfully refine become a little wobbly.

The progress of the two is evenly matched, and after a while, both have reached the final stage.

Sang Zhilan looked at Mu Xuewu, saw that she had given up on attacking the god-level weapon, a little luck flashed in her heart, looked at the weapon she was consolidating, gritted her teeth, and continued to attack the god-level weapon.

The flames in front of Mu Xuewu had already been extinguished, and a pair of beautiful and exquisite armor fell into her hands.

She shook her head in disappointment, looked up at Mu Qingge and said, "I wanted to refine a god-level armor for the boss, but it still failed, and only a treasure-level top-quality armor was produced."

Mu Qingge took it from her hand, looked carefully, and said to her: "It's already very good. You keep this pair of armor for yourself first, and give it to me when you refine the god-level armor. "The treasure-level armor is not even as good as her own defense, so it's useless to ask for it.

Mu Xuewu didn't feel sad, nodded and said: "Although I didn't break through to the god level this time, I have learned a lot. I believe that I will be able to refine a god-level weapon soon, and then I will be able to refine the god-level weapon for the boss." Class armor."

The two were talking when suddenly there was an explosion.

They looked around, but saw Sang Zhilan lying unconscious on the ground, and the weapons she refined were blown into a pile of scrap iron.

"It must have failed to hit the god level." Mu Xuewu said.

"Zhilan!" The second elder exclaimed, and he was already beside Sang Zhilan. At the same time, several people also came down from the viewing seats and rushed towards her.

After a while, a middle-aged man was seen holding Sang Zhilan, and together with the second elder, they were heading towards the direction of Mei Zizhong in the stands.

"Master Mei, please save my granddaughter." The second elder said directly to Mei Zizhong.

Sang Zhilan's injury is not serious, but there is a treasure-level alchemist in the family right now, how could he find other pharmacists?

Mei Zizhong raised her eyes and looked at Mu Qingge. Mu Qingge nodded to him almost imperceptibly, before he said to the second elder: "Let me see."

"During this time, Mother's body has worked hard for Master Mei." Mu Xuewu said suddenly.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes to look at her, but in the depths of her eyes, she found the shyness of a little girl.

Although she has never been very bright about the relationship between men and women. But now she is someone who has experienced it no matter what, seeing Mu Xuewu's casual eyes, she secretly thought in her heart: 'Could it be that this girl has a different meaning for Senior Brother Mei? '

Of course, this idea just flashed through her mind, she wasn't bored enough to interfere in other people's emotional world.

"As long as you take this elixir, you will be able to wake up. However, she has suffered a backlash from refining the weapon and hurt her spiritual consciousness. She needs to rest for a while, and she will not be able to refine the weapon again within this month." Mei Zizhong After examining Sang Zhilan's body, she took out a pill and handed it to the second elder.

After the second elder thanked her, he stuffed the pill into Sang Zhilan's mouth.

As soon as she took it, she woke up slowly.

Such a miraculous effect immediately caused many people to look at Mei Zizhong with admiration.

And Mu Xuewu looked at Mei Zizhong with a bit of joy for him.

Among the disciples, the two who were most likely to break through and refine the god-level weapons, at this moment, one failed to venture forward, and the other only refined treasure-level top-quality armor. To say I'm not disappointed would be a lie.

King Sangshun looked at Elder Er Taishang and sighed.

Elder Er Taishang was more open-minded, "It's really good that these children can maintain such talents in such a family situation. As elders, don't demand too much, after all, the problem is not with them. "

"What the elder Taishang taught is that King Shun has become impatient." King Sang Shun said respectfully.

Elder Er Taishang smiled slightly, glanced at him and said: "It's almost done, the rest won't affect anything, let that kid Qingge start."

"Okay." King Sang Shun nodded, and now the last hope is on Mu Qingge.

...

In the huge square, Mu Qingge was the only one standing inside the white circle.

However, the number of people waiting around did not decrease. Those who have finished refining have already sat in the viewing seats, waiting to watch Mu Qingge refine the weapon, even the injured Sang Zhilan is no exception.

Mu Qingge unhurriedly took out the refining materials she had prepared.

There are not many materials, but they are all high-quality goods.

When she was ready, she turned over her palm, and the primordial fire appeared in her palm again. The fire illuminated the entire square, but the heat was unbearable.

Yuan Yuan rolled his eyes and waved his hand, a layer of bone demon flames fell around the viewing seats, which effectively lowered the temperature of the primordial fire.

His actions naturally attracted the attention of the elder of the Sang family.

Yuan Yuan curled his lips and said: "When my boss refines weapons, of course there must be an audience!" What a joke, if these people can't stand the heat of the fire at the beginning and run away, who will he show up to when his boss is handsome? Look?

Yuan Yuan raised her eyebrows proudly.

Yuan Yuan's actions did not attract Mu Qingge's attention.

She has already started the refining process, throwing the refining materials she took out in advance into the primordial fire for refining, tempering to extract the essence and get rid of impurities.

Her relaxed and freehand look made the craftsmen of the San tribe feel incredible!

When each of them refines the weapon, who is not cautious and cautious, not daring to make the slightest omission? Mu Qingge, on the other hand, looked so casual, and threw the refining materials into the fire.

This careless movement really made their hearts jump a few times along with the refining materials.

Before Mu Qingge refined the weapon, because there was no one to guide her, she used the method of mold to refine the weapon. That is to prepare the mold of the weapon in advance, then melt the material and pour it into it, hammer it repeatedly, and finally engrave the prohibition.

However, the refining method of the Sang people is not like this, but similar to that of alchemy. After melting the refining materials, they are fused with each other, directly using spiritual power to control the flow of materials, shaping and concentrating...

The refining materials were continuously turned into solution in the burning fire, but they were wrapped and controlled by Mu Qingge's spiritual power into balls without interfering with each other.

This scene shocked everyone again.

The materials they refine are all the same, and each time they refine one, they fuse one, which consumes a lot of time. There is no one like Mu Qingge who can do it at the same time, how much spiritual consciousness will be consumed?

"It seems that the strength of this little guy's spiritual consciousness should not be underestimated!" Elder Er Taishang suddenly laughed.

"This consumes a lot of spiritual knowledge and spiritual power, can he support it?" the third elder couldn't help worrying.

King Sang Shun had watched Mu Qingge's weapon refining, and had a little understanding of her habits, so he vaccinated in advance and said, "It's nothing, you can read on."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingge smashed the solutions of several refining materials together at the same time.

Her spiritual consciousness is divided into several strands, each of which controls different materials, and her spiritual power is also divided into several strands, which control and fuse these materials.

"God! He wants to fuse these materials together!"

"How is this possible? This is going to explode!"

"That's right! Such a fusion method is simply unprecedented!"

"Sure enough, a person with high talent is courageous?"

"His spiritual consciousness is so powerful!"

"I'm afraid this will end in failure!"

Mu Qingge's actions aroused amazement and discussion from the crowd.

Even Mu Xuewu frowned puzzled, and said in a low voice: "Boss refining weapons like this is too risky, and if you are not careful, all previous efforts will be wasted."

"Don't worry, you haven't noticed that Qingge hasn't taken any pills until now?" Jiang Li reminded suddenly.

After being reminded by her, everyone remembered that Mu Qingge had never taken any pills to restore spiritual and physical strength.

"How strong is he? How can his spiritual power and consciousness last for so long?" Some people in the crowd were amazed by Jiang Li's words.

The fusion of Mu Qingge took half a day.

Half a day later, a large round ball appeared in the fire of absolutism. It was colorful and made of fusion of various refining materials.

The ball kept agitating, as if it was about to change shape.

This is the step of shaping and concentrating, and it is also the most critical step, which is directly related to the final quality and grade of the weapon.

Sang Lanruo pursed the corners of her lips nervously, and clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves into fists.

Gradually, a slender weapon began to take shape in the primordial fire.

Suddenly, the light of Taichu Jihuo intensified, completely covering up the blurry outline of the weapon, which made everyone sit up straight, lean forward, and look nervously at Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge's face was clearly visible under the fire of aboriginal fire, and as night fell, everyone could clearly see the slightest expression on her face.

At this moment, she pursed her lips tightly, her complexion seemed a little dignified, she slowly closed her eyes, and outlined the weapon with her heart.

"It's time to condense!"

"I don't know what kind of weapon will be refined!"

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the aura on Mu Qingge's body was crazily sucked into the burning fire of primordial beginning.

That kind of madness had already appeared in a vortex around her.

This scene shocked everyone, and they all stood up from their seats.

Mu Qingge frowned, and her face was a little pale.

She raised her hand, and a elixir appeared in her palm, and she swallowed it before anyone could see what level the elixir was. In an instant, all the spiritual power she had lost was replenished, but she was sucked in again.

After repeating this three times, Mu Qingge's face finally looked better.

At this time, thunder exploded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air, illuminating the sky above the square.

Everyone looked up in amazement, but the four of them stood up suddenly.

Elder Er Taishang said excitedly: "The artifact is born!"

Artifact!

She actually forged a divine weapon?

Everyone who heard the words of the Supreme Elder showed shock.

These people, who have spent their whole lives trying to refine the divine weapon, are actually refined by a descendant with a foreign surname who has just joined the clan not long ago?

This... is so easy!

So easy it's hard to believe!

Click -!

Another bolt of lightning struck, this bolt of lightning seemed to be just gaining momentum, and stronger ones were yet to come.

King Sang Shun widened his eyes and murmured, "It's really a divine weapon! Only when a divine weapon is produced, do you need to accept the baptism of heavenly thunder!"