Full-time mage: starting from Mu Tingying’s divorce

Chapter 66, Thousand Scale Armor
"Are you sure?" Tang Zhong asked.

"Well, I'm sure."

"Okay, I'll make some arrangements. Just come to me directly in a week." After Tang Zhong said that, he turned around and left the ward, leaving Feng Yao to recover here.

"Ring ring ring!" The phone rang.

Feng Yao answered the phone.
"Feng Yao, are you okay? I heard from my uncle," Tang Yue's voice came from the other end of the phone.

As soon as she arrived in Bo City, she learned that Feng Yao was injured. Fortunately, she learned that Feng Yao was fine.

"It's okay, I just had a discussion with the totem black snake. Fortunately, I made it clear in advance that I won't kill you, otherwise, Teacher Tang Yue, you will be a widow," Feng Yao said mischievously.

"Don't talk nonsense. How are you? Are you seriously injured?" Tang Yue asked with concern.

"Don't worry, a healing mage is treating me. I will be cured within a week."

"Well, you should recuperate during this time."

"Well, Teacher Tang Yue, you have to be careful in Bo City, especially Mu He, he has a close relationship with Salang," Feng Yao reminded Tang Yue.

"I see."

"The most common method used by the Black Vatican is to control the rain. Once the rain is tampered with, it will cause the demons to go crazy and lose their will. Although the demon cave in Bo City has been destroyed, the Black Vatican still remains in Bo City. There must be some conspiracy." Feng Yao said.

"Controlling rain? Does the Black Church still have such a method?" Tang Yue asked.

"Well, you are right to listen to me. Even if you don't, you should keep an eye out."

"I understand, class will start soon. You have a good rest, I will fail first." Tang Yue replied.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yao lay on the hospital bed and meditated for a long time.

"Why did the Black Holy See stay in Bo City after its plan was destroyed?" Feng Yao murmured to himself.

He couldn't figure out this matter no matter how hard he thought about it. Things in Bo City had deviated from his control, and everything that happened next was unknown.

There are less than three months left in the three-year contract. Now, if he wants to be promoted, he can only use the treasures of heaven and earth, so he must recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

At this time, Feng Yao was lying on the bed and entered a meditative state, and his consciousness entered the space ring.
I saw Fenghuang meditating in the colorful clouds, with light shining behind her. At this moment, she was sacred and inviolable.

Before Feng Yao got close to Feng Huang, she opened her eyes and appeared next to Feng Yao in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing?" Feng Huang asked after seeing Feng Yao covered in injuries.

"Don't you know?" Feng Yao looked at her.

"While suppressing the evil power from your Wanxiang System, I was also affected to some extent, so I just need to take a rest."

"Don't mention it, I got injured like this after a fight with that big guy." Feng Yao recounted his fight with the Totem Black Snake.

"That big snake is the top being among the monarchs. Did you lose miserably?" Feng Huang circled around Feng Yao and saw the wounds reflected on the soul shadow.

"Hmph! That guy didn't get the good news either." Feng Yao snorted coldly, and a scale bigger than Feng Yao's face suddenly appeared in his hand.

"This is the best weapon refining material!" Feng Huang said with great joy when he saw the black snake's blue and black scales.

"Can this piece of snake scale be used to refine a soul-level magical armor?" Feng Yao said.

"Yes, plus you have collected many commander-level souls and still have many residual souls, you can definitely refine soul-level armored magic equipment." Fenghuang said.

"Teacher, you also know my skills." Feng Yao hinted.

"Okay, I will open your eyes today!" As soon as the words fell, Fenghuang's body burst into brilliant light, which was exactly the same as the light emitted by the palace above the clouds.

Feng Yao stared at Feng Huang intently.

I saw an old jar appearing in Fenghuang's hand, and then poured out a milky-white light essence from the jar.

This is the essence of the commander-level thousand-legged centipede, and at the same time, several warrior-level essences appear next to it.

These are all composed of the broken condensation collected by Feng Yao using the Dark Dragon Dagger.

Fenghuang scattered these spirits with a snap of his fingers, and white soul light flickered around them.

The snake scales shone with a dark green luster in Feng Huang's hands, and the scales were decomposed bit by bit!

Flames began to burn around the wind phoenix, and the surrounding soul light that wanted to dissipate was forcibly gathered around her.

As the soul light gathered, the scales were also burned red by the blazing flames.

The toughness of this snake scale is pretty good. The decomposed snake scales were rubbed one by one in Feng Huang's hands, turning them into regular fan-shaped small scales.

The small scales that had been touched by the wind phoenix were coated with a layer of bluish-purple light, and the entire scales suddenly became crystal clear and radiant.

A large snake scale was shaped into countless tiny fan-shaped scales by Feng Huang's hands.

The white soul light began to concentrate around the small scales, and the fan-shaped scales were bathed in the soul light.

A wisp of soul shadow appeared in the soul light, it was the soul shadow of Thousand-legged Centipede!

The centipede's thousand legs were forcibly broken apart by the wind phoenix, and the soul power of each leg was integrated into each tiny scale!

The soul of the Thousand-legged Centipede let out a painful roar and quickly dissipated in this small space.

Time passed slowly, and Feng Huang tediously pinched thousands of tiny fan-shaped scales.

Every piece was stained with the soul of the Thousand-legged Centipede. Finally, Fenghuang stood up and began the final operation.

As Feng Phoenix spliced ​​each tiny scale together, two pairs of scales were magically spliced ​​together!
The scales were quickly assembled by the Wind Phoenix like tiles, and slowly a prototype of the armor appeared.

There are no gaps between the scales, and the blue-purple light flows on the scales. Thousands of scales have finally turned into a magic armor tool after complex weaving and plasticity!

Suddenly, the soul of the thousand-legged centipede appeared on each scale. As the thousand-legged centipede danced, thousands of scales also danced, as beautiful as leaves dancing in the wind.
He watched Feng Yao from beginning to end, not wanting to miss a single detail. He had a panoramic view of Feng Huang's techniques and methods.

But now there is no extra material for him to try again, and his soul power is still too weak, and it is far from enough to achieve this level.
A pair of bluish-purple armor exuded brilliant light in Feng Huang's hands, and special lines appeared on the tiny scales. The light passed through these lines, and the entire armor became lifelike.

"Is this a soul-level magical armor?!" Feng Yao stared at the magical armor in front of him with wide eyes.

"This can be considered a superior soul-level armor. Let's call it Thousand Scales Armor." Feng Huang named it.

"Thousand-scale armor! It's too spicy!" Feng Yao touched the surface of the armor lightly with his hand.

Thousands of scales are waving like tentacles, and they feel as smooth as feathers. The entire armor exudes a commander-level aura.

The first feeling it gave Feng Yao was not like armor, but like a living life!

"This armor combines hardness and softness. It uses softness to overcome hardness. If the enemy is strong, it will become stronger. It can block the strongest blow of the monarch level, and the effect of snake scales that are invulnerable to all poisons has also been inherited."

"It is also immune to all elemental magic below the elementary level." Fenghuang explained to him the effect of Thousand Scales Armor.

(End of this chapter)