Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 343 Refining Fairy Island

But then again, if Ling Mozi wants to keep it for himself after refining the fairy island, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?

With just one thought, Yang Qingyan dismissed the idea of ​​asking Ling Mozi to help her refine the fairy island.

"Cough! Little baby, the old man can sense that there are a lot of refining materials piled up in the Sumeru Ring on your body. I think you are planning to refine a magic weapon. If you can't refine it yourself, you can give it to me to help you." You refine."

As soon as Yang Qingyan's thoughts were extinguished, Ling Mozi coughed lightly, shaking out Yang Qingyan's family background with some embarrassment.

senior!

Yang Qingyan couldn't help being startled when she heard the words, her face as white as jade was full of complex expressions.

Since she harvested this alchemy furnace, she hasn't mentioned anything about refining the fairy island. She didn't expect Ling Mozi in front of her to know it so clearly!
Looking up at Ling Mozi, I saw that his transparent face was full of anticipation.

Seeing his expression, Yang Qingyan was slightly taken aback. She has a spirit body, so she can sense the subtle emotions emanating from other people's hearts. Although this Ling Mozi looks powerful, the emotions emanating from him at this moment are only anticipation And excitement, and no greed or other negative emotions.

How long has Ling Mozi lived?At this time, seeing Yang Qingyan's expression did not understand the worry in her heart, he immediately laughed and said with a gleam in his eyes: "The old man knows what you are worried about, no matter what the treasure is, the old man will not covet it, Because I'm dead now, even if I don't refine the magic weapon for you, I don't have much time to survive."

"How could this happen? Since the senior was able to put his mind on the magic weapon, how could he fall for no reason?"

It's no wonder that Yang Qingyan was so surprised, even if the Nascent Soul cultivator didn't fight and was killed, he usually wouldn't die for no reason. Ling Mozi's cultivation was stronger than that of the Nascent Soul cultivator, so how could he fall like this?
"Little baby, it's normal for you to be confused. You will understand when the old man tells you one thing."

As he spoke, a trace of loneliness flashed in Ling Mozi's eyes, and he began to explain to Yang Qingyan.

About half an hour later, Yang Qing looked at Ling Mozi suspended in mid-air with a complicated complexion, and saw that although Ling Mozi was still in high spirits, the golden light on his body seemed to be a little weaker.

According to Ling Mozi, he had fallen 3000 years ago, and this divine soul was just a trace of his obsession as a master craftsman.

Back then, Ling Mozi was one of the top cultivators in this world.But for some unknown reason, he fell into the Tianling Continent, leaving only a trace of obsession and incarnation sealed in the Baoyue Furnace. In order to maintain the power of the soul, Ling Mozi has been self-sealed in the furnace. Until today, Yang Qingyan's blood lifted the seal. But also because of the lifting of the seal, Ling Mozi's spirit is about to dissipate.

After all, it is extremely difficult for a cultivator in the transformation stage to maintain a ray of soul for 3000 years. There is almost no way to continue to exist except for some heaven-defying treasures.

I see!Yang Qingyan couldn't help lamenting that cultivation is not easy, even if it is the existence of the transformation stage, it still has to disappear.

But after listening to these words, she also understood why this senior was so persistent. As a master craftsman, he had never refined a spirit treasure in his life. Of course, he didn't want to have regrets and dissipate between heaven and earth.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Qingyan glanced at Ling Mozi's hopeful eyes and sighed softly.

"Since the senior has spoken, how can the little girl refuse to obey? This is the treasure that the junior wants to refine!"

Speaking of which, Yang Qingyan sent the jade slips for refining Xianling Island into Ling Mozi's hands.

The reason why she handed over the refining method of Xianling Island to Ling Mozi so easily is also a helpless move. Although Ling Mozi has fallen now, he is still in the stage of transforming gods after all. Under the influence of thoughts, she had to refine the magic weapon, and she didn't give it to the other party, so it was hard to guarantee that the other party would not kill herself, so after thinking about it, she had to let the other party refine it.

But then again, if what Ling Mozi said is true, then she doesn't have to wait until the Nascent Soul Stage to refine her fairy island, which really saves a lot of trouble.

This is? !
"Hahaha, there is such a method of refining treasures in the world. It's really mysterious. If I had obtained this refining method before, I might have refined Lingbao long ago."

After taking a look at the refining method of Xianling Island, Ling Mozi looked crazy, staring at the jade slips and scanning non-stop.

"Haha! That's right, if the old man can refine such a rare treasure, then I will die without regret. Little baby, quickly take out the refining materials, the old man will refine it now."

Glancing at the excited Ling Mozi, Yang Qingyan sighed softly and said, "It is recorded on the jade slip that 36 Golden Core cultivators are needed to refine the Fairy Island, but now there are only the two of us, senior, do we have to wait?"

"Haha, have you forgotten what this old man is? Not to mention 36 Golden Core cultivators, even 100 people will not be able to match this old man." Ling Mozi yelled and waved his palm, and the golden light came from His hand flew out and stuck to the surrounding stone walls, and then the small cave immediately began to grow in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ling Mozi stopped when it became about ten times the size of the original cave.

Looking at this strange scene, Yang Qingyan was shocked. Is this the strength of the cultivator of Huashen?How could it expand the cave like this?
Suppressing the shock in her heart, Yang Qingyan didn't say a word, and with a wave of one hand, several hills of materials and dozens of storage bags were piled into the grotto.

These spiritual materials are extremely spiritual, and as soon as they appear, the entire cave is full of precious light aura.

"Little baby, you are really lucky! Even I wasn't so rich back then." Ling Mozi glanced at Yang Qingyan with deep meaning in his eyes, and then waved countless golden lights with his palm to release the aura emitted by those spiritual materials locked up.

Faced with Ling Mozi's words, Yang Qingyan just smiled slightly and said, "Most of these treasures are collected by junior teachers, otherwise how can I, a little foundation-building monk, have such strength."

Ling Mozi was noncommittal when he heard the words, he just nodded and said: "You have middle-level spirit stones there, I want to set up a magic circle to assist in refining treasures."

"Well, there are some more."

Yang Qingyan took out all the remaining tens of thousands of mid-level spirit stones from the storage bag, and handed them over to Ling Mozi.

With a swipe of Ling Mozi's hand, those spirit stones floated out of thin air one by one and embedded in the surrounding ground and stone walls according to different trajectories.

When the spirit stones were almost inlaid, Ling Mozi stretched out his hand and pointed at one of the spirit stones.

hum!
With a soft bang, all those spirit stones that seemed to have no trace lit up, forming a huge magic circle that covered the entire grotto.

At the same time, Yang Qingyan also suddenly felt that the spiritual energy within a radius of several miles was being quickly attracted by this magic circle.

This method of arranging formations can be deployed without the help of any formation flags, which is really powerful.Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyan's heart moved slightly, and she secretly lamented the skillful methods of the ancient monks.

"You don't have to be envious, baby. After the old master successfully refines this treasure, I will teach you the arrangement method of this formation and the refining technique." Seemingly seeing Yang Qingyan's expression, Ling Mozi looked at Yang Qingyan smile slightly.

"This... junior..."

Yang Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then Ling Mozi over there spoke again. "You don't need to shirk. After refining this treasure, the old man will die. It's useless to keep these things. It's better to give them to you. In the future, you can also find someone with high talent and good heart to pass them on. It can be regarded as keeping the old man's inheritance, so that no one will remember me after I die."

"Since this is the case, the junior will accept it. In the future, the junior will definitely find a successor for the senior." Now that Ling Mozi has said so, Yang Qingyan can only bow to him and accept this inheritance.

(End of this chapter)