World of Cultivation

"Welcome three, is it to consign the treasure, or buy the baby?" The old man asked politely.

No one nodded, and opened the door to see the mountain road: "I don't know if you can have a Baigang snake bone in your store?"

"Baigang snake bone?" The old man's turbid eyes showed a hint of amazement. He looked up and said: "There are indeed Baigang snake bones in the shop, please come with me."

Then he turned and walked inside.

The three people in the left are behind the old man, and the head is like the sky at night. From time to time, there is light flowing like a meteor, reflecting the magical lines that are undone, and the void above the head, countless magic soldiers floating in it.

A filament of different colors, hanging from the magic soldier, swinging slowly like a seaweed.

Left Mo Xin thought, moving and grabbing a green filament in front of his eyes, only to see that his palm had just touched the filament, and a magical soldier slammed a ray of light on his head, and the magic soldier appeared in the palm of Zuo Mo’s palm. .

Zeng Shier was also very interested, grabbed a silver filament, and a silver-colored child's double hook appeared in her palm.

The old man did not urge, smile explained: "This is the magician of the shop, the magic soldiers in your hands, not the entity, but there is no difference between the atmosphere and the entity. You can feel freely, if you have any preference, just Pay the corresponding magic shell, it will fly into everyone's hands."

Zuo Mo’s rumors on the magic lines are extremely deep. This magic soldier squats and stops for a moment, and he generally understands the principle. With a slight smile, stretched out the palm of your hand, I saw that the magic soldier in my hand turned into a light, flying to the top of the sky.

The magic soldier here, he naturally can not see the eye.

Not long after, the old man took the two to a simple and elegant tea room. In the tea room, a white-faced middle-aged Mozu is drinking tea leisurely.

The middle-aged Mozu saw three people with a smile on their faces and reached out and said: "Three people please sit down."

After saying that there were three cups of tea and handed it to the three people, a sultry fragrance suddenly spread in the tea room. The old man’s face was intoxicated, and the middle-aged demon saw it and handed it to the old man.

The old man was overjoyed and carefully took the cup and was busy: "Thank you for the general manager!"

Once pity, suddenly opened: "a good stone bud."

The middle-aged Mozu's face showed amazement and joy: "I didn't expect Miss to be the same person! Disrespect and disrespect!"

Once pity, he took a sip of his mouth and tasted it for a long while. The party was secluded and said: "Have you heard that there is a Baigang snake bone in your store?"

The middle-aged Mozu smiled slightly: "Yes, the store happens to have a complete Baigang snake bone."

"Complete Baigang snake bone?" Zeng Shier can no longer maintain the calm color, the face is difficult to cover the color of surprise. The Baigang snake bone is hard to find, and a complete Baigang snake bone, the degree of rarity immediately rises two levels.

The middle-aged Mozu smiled and said: "Yes, this pair of Baigang snake bones is perfect. To be honest, since the establishment of this shop, such a perfect Baigang snake bone, it is the first time."

"Open a price." Xiao Mo Ge is very crude.

"Only change and not sell." The middle-aged Mozu took a sip of tea, and said: "The same level of material, if it is a magic soldier, you need a level of magic."

Devils!

Zuo Mo was a little surprised, the demon soldiers are second only to the existence of the demon soldiers, the entire devil world, but also one hundred and eight. The sorcerer’s sword in the hands of Zeng’s hands, the black money in front of him, are all demon soldiers.

The black heart treasure has been made into a small Mo Baozhen by Zuo Molian, and if you take out the green sword, it will undoubtedly reveal their identity.

Zeng Shier quietly put down the teacup and shook his head: "It's too expensive."

"It is indeed very expensive." The middle-aged nodded in agreement: "But it is worth the price."

Once pity, the other party is right, a complete Baigang snake bone is also an invaluable treasure.

She got up and said to the left: "Let's go."

Xiao Mo Ge did not get up, he turned to the middle-aged Mozu: "Do you want to be a magic soldier, or a ground-level magic soldier?"

The middle-aged Mozu was a little surprised, and the meaning of Xiao Mo Ge’s words, he naturally heard it. Is there a magician in his hand that can rival the magic soldiers?

One hundred and eight pieces of the demon soldiers have been compiled into a book, and each piece can be found.

The magic soldier of the sorcerer...

Is there any new master of the magician master recently?

Although the middle-aged Mozu is puzzled, his face still smiles: "As long as the ranks of the magic soldiers can reach the level of the magic soldiers, it is natural."

A ground-level magic soldier who is not in the ranks of the demon soldiers can undoubtedly sell higher prices.

No one wants his own magic soldiers to be thoroughly studied.

Zuo Mo got up: "Well, after a few days, we will come again."

Seeing that Zuo Mo’s face was determined, the middle-aged Mozu’s heart naturally had a little more trust, and got up and sent away: “I’m waiting for you to come again.”

Out of the room, the three walked on the street.

Once pity, the secluded opening: "In addition to the green sword, there are no other magic soldiers in our hands."

"There is a refining one." Zuo Mo’s words are full of strong self-confidence.

"Smelling a hand?"

She did not think of this sentence.

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Zuo Mo is not a joke.

As a guy who has a deep understanding of the magic pattern, is well versed in refining, has a sun **** fire, and is rich in body, it is not difficult to refine a magic soldier.

But if it is a ground-level magic soldier, this requires Zuo Mo to go all out. However, Zuo Mo is not without a bit of grasp, black heart treasure money and Qingjian tongue sword, he has studied for a long time, the ground level magic soldiers in his eyes, not mysterious.

The Qingjian tongue sword can't be used for change. Now the whole devil world knows that Yu Shuai is dead in the hands of Zuo Mo. If this thing is thrown out, it is definitely a big uproar.

The remaining problem is that Zuo Mo needs to refine a ground-level magic soldier based on the existing materials on his hands.

There are a lot of good things on his hands. In fact, the higher the material, the wider the range available. On low-level materials, magic weapons and magic soldiers are almost completely different. However, at the high level, the degree of coincidence between the two sides is quite high.

There are a lot of high-grade materials on the left hand, especially the materials that are searched from the body of the person, all of which are top-level materials.

And Zuo Mo has an advantage, that is, he has a large number of will be on the magic weapon. In the battle with Yu Shuai, Yu Shuai’s squadrons were almost completely slaughtered, and their magic soldiers naturally fell in the hands of Zuo Mo. Except for the magic soldiers who were assigned to the lords, there were a large number of magic soldiers on the left.

These remaining magic soldiers are not very useful for the current Zuo Mo. Used to sell, the magic shell on his hand is not lacking, and like the materials he can use now, almost all of them are rare rare treasures.

Zuo Mo’s idea was to hit these magic soldiers.

Before the millennium war, there were many lost refining magical techniques, which in the words of Wei were called "craftsmanship." The experienced Wei has absolute authority in this respect, and he can even trace the way of refining the magic soldiers to ancient times.

After the tombstone refining test, Wei’s attitude was so good and horrible that it was completely different from the previous half. After enjoying a few days of meticulous care, Zuo Mo soon discovered that the nightmare began.

- Wei is actually a talk!

God! I have been mixing together for so long, and Zuo Mo has only discovered that Wei is actually a voice. Even the Pu Yao, who has always been a **** of evil, has chosen to shun the shackles of the broken and broken minds.

Zuo Mo finally knows what is called the ghost.

"Ah, do you want to use the tactics of the stack? This idea is good, but I am not sure about many details. For too long, you have to think about it yourself. Oh, I remember, I have never introduced you to the squad. The evolutionary history of the technique. Yeah, I have missed such an important thing. When I am older, I can’t remember it. Oh, let’s talk about the method of stacking, which is to be said from 35,000 years ago. , then..."

Zuo Mo feels like a large group of flies around his head.

very scary!

"Stop!" Zuo Mo Zhaowei was a big man.

Wei immediately shut up, wide open eyes, and looked innocent.

Zuo Mo subconsciously slammed his head. He knew that since he set the tombstone and vowed, there was a wonderful connection between him and Wei. All hidden characters are exposed immediately.

Cool down, Momo, began to think carefully.

He did intend to use a stack of techniques, which is the most appropriate choice at the moment. The so-called stacking technique is a special way of refining multiple pieces of magical soldiers into a magic soldier. This kind of rumor has been lost after the millennium war, and the left is not known from the mouth.

The quality of these meta-devils in his hand is quite good. He is refining in a stack of ways. If he is lucky, he is very likely to get a magical soldier.

However, although the refining of the demon guards is involved, but after all, it is not a professional magician, and many places still need to think about it.

Fortunately, not Zhoucheng, there is a magic pool dedicated to refining the magic soldiers.

Most of the magic weapons are made of flames, so they evolved into a variety of furnaces.

The refining magic soldier is the magic soldier pool.

There is a quiet river in Zhoucheng, which is very suitable for refining the magic soldiers. Therefore, most of the magic pools are built according to the river.

The Netherland River is quiet and silent, and the river is about 20 miles wide. It is extremely spectacular. The river in the Netherland River is as thick as gelatin. There is no sound when flowing, and the water is black and clear.

Going to the riverside, along the river, the small and small magic pool, can not be seen at the end.

There are countless caves on both sides of the bank, and it is continually visible that someone is using the magic power to divert water into the hole. The lower the terrain, the more powerful the pool, the higher the grade, the more expensive it is. The caves on the cliffs are much cheaper and require water to enter the cave.

There are two types of magic pools here. One is the magic pool owned by the local families. These magic pools are not open to the public and belong to the private property of each family. The other magic pool is open to everyone, and you can use it only by paying the corresponding magic shell. These magic pools belong to the jurisdiction of the soup family.

An old man of the Mozu greeted him, and he wore the emblem of the Tang family.

"Do you have any requests?"

"I need a magic pool." Zuo Mo said.

"What kind of specification?" asked the other party.

"The highest scale." Zuo Mo did not hesitate.

The old man was a little surprised. The highest-scale magic pool is not only expensive to rent, but also has a huge amount of water. If there is not enough strength, it is impossible to control.

Is this famous magician?

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