Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 556 Her Own Legend
As for the alchemy stove... God, that pot of stew can really be called an alchemy stove, with the chopsticks ready, can you call it an alchemy stove?

I thought that Lu Qingli's talisman brush, real sword, and alchemy furnace were already ugly enough. It wasn't until they saw this tripod that everyone knew that there is no ugliest in this world, only uglier.

Especially now, following the clear cry, the pill furnace swayed left and right, making the ground thump and thump, and the colorful tripod body also followed the flickering of the runes, emitting a series of chaotic beams of light, shaking people's eyes. Dizziness and nausea.

Ugly, really ugly to the point of vomiting.

Not to mention them, even Lu Qingli herself was shaken to the point of uneasiness. If it wasn't for the support of that powerful Mahayana spiritual thought, she would have almost gone mad.

Forcibly calming down, Lu Qingli played Qi Jue one after another with one hand, and placed the cracked ancient lamp on top of the tripod with the other.

An invisible force held the ancient lamp in the air, and the aura of heaven and earth surged from all directions and merged into the tripod.Afterwards, a condensed almost substantial fire rose from the tripod, covering the ancient lamp.

This is the purpose of the vessel tripod.

No matter how powerful a craftsman is, it is impossible to completely rely on his own strength to forge magic weapons at will. He must use the aura of heaven and earth to condense fire.

But how majestic and vast the aura of heaven and earth is, with the flesh and blood of human monks, it is difficult to bear it even if they have cultivated to the Mahayana state, but with the help of Qi Ding, this problem can be perfectly solved.

The higher the grade of the utensil tripod, the stronger the aura of heaven and earth it can withstand and the stronger the condensed weapon fire, and the higher the grade of the refined magic weapon.

As Lu Qingli played Qi Jue one after another, the Qi Huo danced cheerfully, and the cracks on the ancient lamp gradually healed.

"Ding!" Not long after, the ancient lamp let out a clear and ethereal cry.

The wick is lit, like starlight blooming, and the hall is lingering with rays of light, as if in a legendary fairyland.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not just a alchemy cultivator, and not only a talisman cultivator, but also a weapon cultivator." Lu Qingli glanced at Ji Xiangqin, said jokingly, and then put away the device tripod as quickly as possible.

It's too ugly, in order not to affect your own image, it's better to show it as little as possible to shame people.

It succeeded, Lu Qingli actually succeeded!Everyone stared blankly at the radiant light in her hand, like an ancient lamp made of colored glass, as if they didn't hear what she was saying at all.

Isn't this nonsense, she can repair this ancient lamp if she is not an instrument repairer?

Wait a minute, so what if she is a weapon cultivator, isn't that ancestor of the Zhu family also a weapon cultivator?Not only is he a tool repairer, but he is also a generation of tool masters.

But for the rest of his life, he couldn't restore the ancient lamp, but it happened to be in Lu Qingli's hands. It took less than half an hour, and she took the ancient lamp with only a shockingly ugly tripod. Restored like new.

It wasn't until then that everyone realized that Lu Qingli's weapon technique was far superior to alchemy!By the way, according to what she said, she is also a talisman cultivator.

Danshu, Qishu, Talisman, can these three be practiced at the same time?

Logically speaking, it is of course impossible. This has been a taboo in the cultivation world since ancient times.But the facts are right in front of our eyes. If we can't practice together, what did Lu Qingli use to refine the Tianyuanhua Golden Elixir, and what did Lu Qingli use to restore this ancient lamp?

I didn't expect that there would be such a genius in the world... No, it's not just a genius, this is simply a monster!
Ji Xiangqin also stared blankly at the ancient glazed lamp in Lu Qingli's hand, and could hardly believe her eyes.

"Miss Ji, don't be so naive in the future, believe what others say. Your ancient lamp can actually be repaired, I was just joking with you." Lu Qingli persuaded with earnestness.

Then I thought of something, and quickly corrected it, "Oh, it's wrong, it's not your ancient lamp, you gave it to me, I made a slip of the tongue, I'm sorry."

What slip of the tongue, she clearly intended to stab someone in the heart.

It was so heart-wrenching that even all the immortals in the hall felt heartbroken for Ji Xiangqin.

Even outsiders were like this, let alone Ji Xiangqin himself, who was almost out of breath after being pierced by this knife, but stared at Lu Qingli with fire-spitting eyes.

"You said it yourself. In front of so many fellow immortals, you won't deny it, right?" Lu Qingli hid the ancient lamp behind her back, and looked at Ji Xiangqin warily.

Ji Xiangqin was about to vomit blood, he really was about to vomit blood.

To be honest, she really wanted to snatch this ancient lamp back, but the disciples of Xianmen have always kept promises, let alone whether she can snatch it back, even if she did succeed, she would definitely be criticized, and her spine would be punished. People expose.

Not only herself, but even the Qinglan Immortal Sect will be humiliated.

In the end, it is very likely that my father will come forward in person, apologize to Supreme Daozong, and return the original ancient lamp.

"I'm not as low as you think. It's just a magic weapon. If you want it so much, I'll just give it to you." Ji Xiangqin swallowed the blood gushing to his mouth, pretending to be disapproving Said.

I also comforted myself in my heart: Isn't it just a magic weapon, and it wasn't made by Mingyan Tianjun himself, how much is it worth? Millions of spirit stones are floating in the water, so why should I lose my identity for such a magic weapon? .

Unknowingly, she also learned Lu Qingli's stubborn mouth.But others are fake deaths, but she is really dead, so dead that she can't die anymore.

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiangqin flicked his sleeves and walked outside.

I can't go anymore, the blood gushes up like this from time to time, I really can't hold it back.

"Wait, don't you want to know what magic weapon this is?" Lu Qingli said with a smile.

The reason why she hit Ji Xiangqin so mercilessly was to scare her and stop thinking about that fairy grass.

Judging from the situation in front of her, this woman is more tenacious than she imagined, and she is still stubborn until now.

Just letting her go like this would be too cheap for her!

Without waiting for Ji Xiangqin to reply, Lu Qingli took the initiative to give the answer: "This is called Liuli Xianyin Lantern, which was personally refined by Mo Lige, a generation of immortals in the past."

When she was speaking, her eyes once again showed the deep and distant gaze, recalling a long, long time ago.

At that time, she was still young, traveling together with Long Tianfang, Yun Qianli and others, and encountered a demon ghost in a mountain range deep in Tianwaitian.

At that time, their cultivation bases were not high, and they only reached the Golden Core Realm, but their minds were disturbed by resentful spirits, and they failed to escape from that mountain range after many days of hard work.

In the end, she was the one who forged this glazed celestial sound lamp to help everyone guard their spirits and calm their hearts, and finally escaped danger.

However, in the last battle, the colored glass fairy sound lamp was still lost in the mountains.And that mountain range must be what the world calls Xianyi Mountain today.

This is the reason why she can activate the ancient lamp quietly, destroy it at the same time, and then easily repair it.

If she hadn't made this glazed celestial sound lamp by herself, with her current cultivation base, even if she still has a wisp of spiritual consciousness in the Mahayana realm, she would never be able to do these things.

After many years, I have been reborn with a new body, and the magic artifacts I left behind have returned to their original owners, but I don't know if those friends from the past are still alive, and where are they?

Before Lu Qingli's eyes, distant and familiar faces appeared again.

But this time, she no longer felt lonely and bewildered in her heart.

After all, the past has passed, and now she is not only Mo Lige, but also Lu Qingli, a disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect, with a master who will spare her life for her, and several senior brothers who can sacrifice their lives for her. Why should she still be immersed in the memories of the past.

"What, this ancient lamp was made by Immortal Lige!" Of course Zhu Boguang, Chu Shifang and the others couldn't understand Lu Qingli's state of mind at this time, and they almost lost their eyes when they heard her words.

(End of this chapter)