The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 36

At present, YangMeng's cultivation base has been stabilized at the peak of the first layer of gas intake, if he wants to break through in a short period of time on the fucking planet Shuilanxing, apart from having opportunities, it is simply impossible.

Reiki, aura, without aura, no matter how much time is wasted, it is impossible to advance successfully.Unable to practice, if you want to improve your own strength, you can only start from other aspects.

Eat Guben Peiyuan Pill?

What are you kidding, only the first time you take the Guben Peiyuan Pill can improve your physique, cut hair and wash marrow!If you use it again in the future, it will only be used to restore the true essence. If you want to rely on this thing to improve your cultivation, how many thousands of pills will you have to eat?
Of course, if you find arowana and re-smelt it, that's another matter!It seems that I have to go to this doctor Zhang in the future, maybe he knows where the dragon fish is.

After YangMeng thought about it, it seemed that it would be more appropriate to refine a weapon that belonged to him!

"Damn it, on this planet where the aura is extremely thin, the life of a second-generation fairy of mine is threatened at any time. It's really a motherfucker!" He weighed a nearly half-meter-long, thick as an arm in his hand. For fine steel sticks, YangMeng muttered: "It seems that we can only try refining weapons!"

The so-called smelter is naturally not like a steel processing factory, but it needs to condense and purify these fine steels, then put them into the formation, and finally quench them into shape.The weapons refined in this way have already broken away from the category of ordinary weapons, that is, mortal weapons, but magic weapons, treasure weapons, and even spiritual weapons.

It's just that with YangMeng's current level of cultivation of qi, it is difficult to refine weapons of the treasure level, let alone spirit weapons.

Looking at the fine steel blocks piled up like a hill in front of him, YangMeng frowned, and said to himself: "Let's see how much material can be refined from this little thing first!"

He took out a "True Fire Talisman", directly punched it into the big cauldron located in the middle of the basement, and then threw the two hundred catties of fine steel into the mouth of the cauldron.

"Om~~"

At the entrance of fine steel, there was a burst of buzzing from inside the cauldron, and then it actually lifted its feet off the ground and floated out of thin air.

YangMeng's eyeballs popped out: "Nimma, what's the situation? It's said that the utensils have spirits, but they have to be controlled by someone! What is the origin of this cauldron? It's just a refined material. , how did you make such a big commotion?"

Just when YangMeng was thinking wildly, the cauldron floating in the air started to rotate by itself, and as time passed, the speed of rotation became faster and faster.

An hour passed, and a wave of scorching air overflowed from the mouth of the tripod, filling the entire basement.

The tables, chairs, sundries and other things in the basement all softened at this moment, and became a limp ball.

"Your sister, isn't this thing going to explode?" YangMeng couldn't sit still now. He had harmed countless immortals in the Heavenly Court, and he had never seen any fairy artifacts or spirit treasures before, but this strange giant in front of him Ding really made him helpless.

"No, let it stop! If it blows up here, I will be really honored!"

Anxious YangMeng ran out of the basement in a hurry. When he came back, he was holding a high-pressure water gun in his hand, and a long high-pressure water hose was dragging behind his buttocks.

"Damn, I told you to turn around!" YangMeng felt ruthless in his heart, unscrewed the valve of the high-pressure water gun, and sprayed it on the big cauldron suspended in mid-air.

"Wow!"

Strong pressure rushed towards the cauldron with a cloud of cool water.

The basement became cool in an instant, and the cauldron slowly stopped rotating under the action of the high-pressure water gun, and waves of scorching air met the clear water, rising into patches of white mist, and permeating the basement.

Seeing that the cauldron stopped and fell back to the ground, YangMeng turned off the water gun, ran over in a hurry, and looked inside through the mouth of the cauldron.

I saw that there was only a palm-sized silver-white juice left in the cauldron at this moment, and as the cauldron cooled down, the silver-white metal juice began to condense slowly.

I believe that if YangMeng hadn't used the high-pressure water gun to cool down the cauldron in time, even this bit of metal juice would not be left.

"Damn it, isn't it! A whole hundred kilograms of fine steel has only condensed such a small amount of juice, this is a magic weapon for making wool!" Looking at the pitifully small amount of metal juice in the tripod, YangMeng wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Forget it, no matter how few mosquitoes are, they are still meat. At worst, let's practice a throwing knife!"

YangMeng, who was extremely depressed in his heart, saw the metal juice in the cauldron slowly congealing, so he could only be patient, fished out the congealed silver-white refining material from the cauldron, circulated the true essence in his body, and began to forge the embryo of the flying knife .

An hour passed, and the prototype of the flying knife gradually appeared in YangMeng's hands.

This is a palm-sized throwing knife with blades on both sides and a pointed front. Although there is nothing special about it, the faint sharpness coming from it makes people startled.

Carefully looking at the flying knife embryo in his hand, YangMeng nodded in satisfaction: "Uncle Yun Zhongzi's weapon refining method is really powerful, but if he knows that I use this method to refine magic weapons, I guess You will go crazy with anger! Hehe..."

YangMeng looked at the flying knife embryo in his hand, laughed for a while, then took out a Guben Peiyuan Pill from his bosom and put it in his mouth, and started the last step, burning the formation.

This is the last step of refining, and also the most critical step!If the magic circle is not burned well, not only the flying knife embryo will be useless, but it may also cause the true essence to backlash. He has a Consolidating Yuan Peiyuan Pill in his mouth just in case.

As for the white jade crane from before, it is at best a top-grade mortal weapon, so it doesn't need to be so troublesome.

Concentrated, YangMeng sat cross-legged on the ground, pinched his fists with both hands, and lightly flicked the flying knife embryo on the ground.

"call out!"

The flying knife seemed to be pulled by a thread, and it actually floated up, ups and downs.

YangMeng's eyes suddenly glowed with blue light. He pinched the formula with his hands, and his fingers flew like lightning. He quickly arranged formations on the flying knife. As time went by, complex patterns floated faintly on the small knife body. Patterns, as well as ancient and vicissitudes of life symbols.

……

In the southern suburbs of Longjing, the Yang Family Courtyard.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when Mr. Yang came back from the Dai family compound. At this moment, the Yang family compound was brightly lit, and everyone in the Yang family gathered together.

"Dad, the Black Sun Mercenary Group has arrived, should we act?" Yang Tianhe squatted at the door, smoking a cigarette.

"Are you here? When did it happen?" Yang Zaitian frowned and asked.

"Just this morning, there were more than 30 people, and they have been staying at Dongyi Paradise Hotel." Yang Tianhe replied with a frown.

Yang Zaitian pondered for a moment, and said, "Is there any movement from Huaxia Guoan?"

This time Yang Tianhe didn't speak, but Yang Feng'er, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and said: "These guys in Hei Ri were discovered by Guoan just after they stepped into the land of Huaxia, but Guoan didn't seem to want to touch them. .”

"Dad, could it be that old guy He Shanhu who is making trouble?" Yang Tianlong said as soon as Yang Feng'er finished speaking.

Yang Zaitian nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Well, this possibility cannot be ruled out!"

"Dad, it doesn't matter whether Guo'an takes action or not, let's give him a vote first! These bastards from Xiaohe Kingdom don't think much of our Yang family!" Yang Tianhe threw his cigarette butt outside the door a little angrily.

Yang Zaitian didn't speak, but after a long while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Don't be in a hurry to do it, wait and see what Xiaomeng will do!"

"Xiao Meng?"

Everyone looked at Mr. Yang suspiciously, not understanding why Mr. Yang would say that.

"Hehe..." Seeing the doubts on the faces of the crowd, Yang Zaitian didn't speak, but laughed. There was relief, anticipation, and a hint of joy in that laughter.

……

Time passed, and during the recording of the formation, even if YangMeng slowed down and rested, his face was pale from exhaustion, and his true essence was empty for a while.

When the twelve o'clock bell struck, a clear chime sounded in the basement. YangMeng, who was already exhausted and weak, slapped his chest fiercely, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, spattering all over. On the flying knife in front of him.

It was a palm-sized long and narrow flying knife with a silvery white body. It undulated in front of YangMeng's body, and the narrow blade exuded a faint blue light.

"Dang!"

Suddenly there was a soft sound, and the flying knife withdrew its blue light and fell to the ground.

"Phew! It's finally done!" YangMeng took a deep breath, and stopped the flying knife on the ground. A dim blue light flashed on the flying knife again, and it landed on YangMeng with a "swoosh". fierce hands.

As soon as he took the flying knife, a feeling of blood connection surged in his heart. YangMeng knew that this flying knife was not only refined by himself, but also used the method of blood refining.

Although with my current cultivation base, I can't control the flying knife to kill the enemy invisible, and I can't even control him one meter away from him.But with the improvement of his cultivation base, he can completely rely on this throwing knife to gallop in this secular world, and truly take the head of the enemy thousands of miles away.

"It turned out to be a top-grade magic weapon!" Looking at the silver-white flying knife in his hand, Yang Meng was so excited that he almost cried, "If I had had this flying knife before, I would still be in such a mess, brother ?”

In this water blue star, which is extremely lacking in spiritual energy, it is really rare to be able to refine a top-quality magic weapon.

"call out!"

YangMeng shook his hand and threw the flying knife out. The silver-white flying knife fluttered up and down in the space within one meter of YangMeng's body, as nimbly as a free-flying hawk.

With a wave of his hand, YangMeng put the flying knife back into his sleeve, his eyes filled with murderous intent:
"Li Qi, hum! Compared with the He family, you are not even a fart! Originally, I wanted to let you live, but you are the one who led the way!!"

(End of this chapter)