World of Cultivation

"It doesn't matter who I am." The old man grinned innocently.

The young man was like a venomous snake that wanted to bite anyone. His muscles were tense and he could be ejected at any time, full of danger. The smile on the old man's face did not change at all. After a while, the young man suddenly relaxed and lazily sunk his body into the void.

"Two, at most two." The young man picked up a blood grape, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "If you always want to give the Laughing Mogo directly to us, I will give them all to you..."

The old man chuckled and said: "Two pills are just two pills. However, before Xiao Mo Ge comes out, you must ensure Xiao Yunhai's safety."

"You always care about Xiao Yunhai." The young man said meaningfully.

"Nonsense, he is a guy who can refine the Heavenly Demon Soldier. I still hope that I can make a fool of the Heavenly Demon Soldier in my lifetime." The old man admitted bluntly.

"Heavenly Demon Soldier?" The young man was stunned, with a suspicious look on his face: "Really or not? He just made a handful of Earthly Demon Soldier."

"You see." The old man waved his hand with a determined look on his face.

The suspicion on the young man's face was still there. He always felt that the old man's purpose was not that simple, but there was no clue on the old man's face.

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Zuo Mo didn't know what was going on outside. He stayed in the magic weapon pool and focused on refining the earthly magic weapons.

Seeing the abandoned magic soldiers in the pool, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This technique of stacking weapons is not successful every time. I was really lucky last time."

Every time it fails, ten pieces of general-level magic weapons will be wasted. After several times, the number of general-level demon soldiers on Zuo Mo's hands dropped sharply. Such losses made his heart bleed.

Zuo Mo thought he had mastered the art of stacking weapons, but every time he fused a general-level magic weapon, the difficulty increased exponentially. When the number of fusions reaches more than five, the magic weapon will become extremely unstable, and the probability of failure will suddenly increase. Even an accomplished magic weapon master like Zuo Mo is helpless.

Earth Demon Soldiers require at least ten general-level Demon Soldiers, and one less is not enough.

Dozens of general-level demon soldiers were lost in a row. Even Zuo Mo felt like he couldn't bear such losses. The price of each general-level magic weapon was more than three million magic shells, which meant that Zuo Mo's losses were as high as nearly 100 million magic shells.

Those big families might not care, but Zuo Mo was heartbroken.

"Nonsense, what are your local magic soldiers?" Pu Yao looked disapproving.

Zuo Mo was stunned and fell into thinking. Since refining the Heavenly Snake Ten-phase Spear, he believed that he had mastered the secret of the Earth Demon Armament, and he was full of confidence in refining the new Earth Demon Armament. However, the refining result was completely different from what he expected.

The continuous loss of nearly 100 million magic shells forced Zuo Mo to rethink.

The art of stacking troops is a simple method, but it is not a method of stable production. Zuo Mo suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misunderstanding and relied too much on the art of stacking troops.

Magic weapons and magic weapons are two completely different things to people, but in Zuo Mo's eyes there is no essential difference, except that one is a magic pattern and the other is a rune pattern.

As the pinnacle of the Demon Soldier, the Earth Demon Soldier has an obvious characteristic. It can completely activate some hidden powers in the blood. This is also the most precious thing about the Earth Demon Soldier.

Its core is the magic pattern!

Recalling what he had learned, countless magic patterns passed through his mind like running water.

Zuo Mo's eyes became brighter little by little, his eyes were like the dazzling stars at night.

The magic patterns that can inspire blood are all extremely powerful magic patterns. They are often the magic patterns possessed by some top materials themselves. The average magic weapon master only activates these hidden magic patterns.

But Zuo Mo had a deeper understanding of these magic patterns. He knew that magic patterns could be drawn and engraved like runes, which was his old profession.

Now another problem is the carrier of the magic pattern. Such a powerful magic pattern requires powerful materials to be able to withstand it.

For this point, ordinary magic weapon masters can only use those natural and earthly treasures.

But Zuo Mo had a brilliant idea.

The art of stacking troops!

The instability of the art of stacking troops increased dramatically after the fifth fusion, but before that, Zuo Mo's precise control was able to ensure that it would not fail. Zuo Mo used the technique of stacking troops all these times, but failed after the sixth time.

In terms of power, the magic weapon that has been fused five times is far less powerful than the earth magic weapon. But as a carrier that carries the magic pattern, it is capable of the job.

Although the general-level demon soldiers are valuable, compared with those natural and earthly treasures, they are of high quality and low price.

More importantly, in this way, Zuo Mo would be able to continuously refine Earth Demon Soldiers.

Inspiration gushes out like a spring. He thinks of the art of water refining, the characteristics of combined runes, and...

Zuo Mo sat beside the Demon Weapon Pond, day after day, completely forgetting himself, like a sculpture.

For five whole days, Zuo Mo remained motionless.

On the sixth day, his body suddenly trembled, as if he was waking up from a deep sleep.

When Zuo Mo woke up, his eyes were as bright as stars. He walked around the magic weapon pool, circle after circle.

On the fifth lap, he suddenly stopped, took out a pile of materials from the ring, used the Sun Fire, and began to refine it on his own. The black ore quickly turned into a pool of molten iron in the flames, and the beating flames seemed to be alive.

Zuo Mo's fingers were flying, and rays of light were like returning forest birds, submerged in the molten iron in the flames.

Ding ding ding!

Tiny black nails fell from the flames to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The black nails are about three inches long and covered with magic patterns.

A smile appeared on Zuo Mo's face. This was the first time he used weapon refining techniques to lay out magic patterns. Unexpectedly, the effect was even better than he imagined.

This method really works!

An excited blush appeared on Zuo Mo's face, as if he had been given a shot of blood.

He flew into the sky above the Demon Weapon Pond, and the flying black nails were like a goddess scattering flowers, sinking into the open space around the Demon Weapon Pond, with every direction being exactly the same. Immediately, various rays of light continued to fall from his hands. As soon as these rays of light were submerged into the soil, they disappeared, but the soil would have a few faint lines.

As the light continues to fall, there are more and more lines around the magic weapon pool. If there is a magic weapon master present, they will be surprised to find that these lines actually form a familiar magic pattern.

It's just that these magic patterns are a little different from what they have seen in daily life.

No one thought that Zuo Mo used the structure of rune patterns to lay out the magic patterns.

The lines continued to increase, the magic patterns became more and more complex, and the quiet pool of magic soldiers began to become restless. The magic weapon pool was like boiling, churning endlessly.

At the bottom of the Netherland River, there are countless extremely cold undercurrents, like sharks smelling fishy smell, rushing towards the Tianzihao Demon Weapon Pool crazily.

These cold undercurrents are the best things for refining magic weapons, but most of them are found very deep in the river bottom and are difficult to obtain. Moreover, the undercurrent is extremely cold, not to mention extremely difficult to control. Even those with weak magic skills will turn into an ice sculpture if the cold air invades their body.

Therefore, even if they knew that these cold undercurrents were very suitable for refining magic weapons, no one dared to touch them.

Zuo Mo, however, was not afraid at all, he kept shooting out rays of light.

As the cold current continued to pour in, the restless Demon Weapon Pool quickly calmed down, wisps of cold air rose from the surface of the pool, and frost quickly spread along the ground to all sides. But as soon as the frost gets close to the magic pattern, it will quickly melt and evaporate.

The originally black magic weapon pool is now translucent blue.

Not a trace of impurities.

The undercurrents are like small and flexible fish, swimming back and forth in the pond, causing ripples on the water surface. Countless undercurrents shuttle back and forth, creating countless ripples under the transparent pool surface, which is dizzying.

Zuo Mo finally showed a satisfied look.

In the current Demon Weapon Pool, he used water talismans and magic patterns to draw out the cold undercurrent deep in the river bottom, creating a Demon Weapon Pool with an unprecedented level of quality!

The coldness of the Demon Weapon Pool had no effect on Zuo Mo at all.

Zuo Mo took out a general-level magic weapon, and then another one, one after another. In a moment, the general-level magic soldiers in front of him piled up like a mountain. If the manager of Wuxitang saw the scene in front of him, his eyes would probably fall to the ground. With so many general-level demon soldiers, even Wu Xi Tang would never be able to produce them right away.

After counting, there were about sixty pieces in total.

Zuo Mo picked and picked out sixty items.

His expression was excited, and the inspiration surging in his mind made countless strange plans appear in his mind. He couldn't wait to try them all right away.

Looking at the sixty general-level magic weapons in front of him, an unprecedented and crazy idea suddenly came to him.

Once the idea came up, it was impossible to suppress it.

Zuo Mo, who had just made a breakthrough from his epiphany, was now firmly occupied by the inspiration pouring out of his mind. He felt that his mind had never been so clear and sharp. As soon as a certain idea came up, his mind seemed to automatically complete the entire plan without any effort or hindrance. The intense pleasure that came from it made him so excited that he almost wanted to moan!

Without hesitation, he listed all the materials he needed with amazing efficiency and threw them to Douyao who was guarding the door.

And he, without any pause, seized the time and started refining.

Pieces of magic weapons were thrown into the pool by him.

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Douya stood guard outside the door, so bored that he almost fell asleep. The reason why he stayed outside the door was to prevent the master from running any errands.

He was very excited to receive this assignment. He braced himself and waited for the master's assignment at any time.

However, his demonic body was very weak and his energy was not strong. After guarding for three days in a row, he could no longer bear it. His expression was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost, and he yawned continuously.

Suddenly, a ray of light flew out from inside and landed in his arms.

Douya suddenly became excited and got up quickly.

The master must have something to do.

When he saw that what flew into his arms was a list, he immediately understood that the master must need some materials.

He was refreshed. The master had already said hello to Wu Xitang. If he needed any materials, he could go and get them directly. If you want low-level materials, go to the market.

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