Gods and Immortals

Mo Liqing's eyes widened in an instant, and he walked directly into the room, quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm just watching from the side, neither talking nor moving."

Yiyu didn't even look at Mo Liqing, and directly reached out to take out a cauldron from the small bag on his waist.

The cauldron grew rapidly after it came out, and it didn't stop until it reached half a person's height.Special language took out a piece of pitch-black wood from the cauldron and placed it under the cauldron. Immediately after pinching her fingers, a wisp of flame instantly condensed in her hand, and she flicked it to the wood under the cauldron.

"boom!"

The wood erupted into flames instantly, and the extremely high heat spread. Su Qingsang nodded slightly in admiration, "What a pure fire element force, the talent of the Gonggong clan is really extraordinary!"

"What kind of treasure is this special language cauldron?" Mo Xuan asked Su Qingsang.

Before Su Qingsang could speak, he responded indifferently in a special language: "It's just a magic weapon."

There was a strange look in Su Qingsang's eyes, and he quietly communicated with Mo Xuan through his spiritual thoughts, "I can't see the grade of this cauldron..."

Mo Xuan nodded slightly, and the special language is the people of the Gonggong survivors. In order to protect his tribe, he should not trust others in everything. Even if he is familiar with him, there are two strangers here, Su Qingsang and Mo Liqing. Italian language is not much to say.

While speaking, the special language had already started refining, and the flames were burning under the cauldron. The special language was very skillful and quickly threw several gems into the cauldron one by one, and then the flames on the fingertips stagnated and did not disperse. He began to draw patterns in the void outside the cauldron.

Following the movement of the special language, Mo Xuan was slightly aware that the surrounding aura was gathering towards the cauldron.

Naturally, these changes could not escape Su Qingsang's eyes.Her expression became more serious, she carefully watched Zhuo Yiyu's movements, and secretly praised Mo Xuan, "This little girl has some skills!"

"How to say?"

"I've heard that drawing formations at the time of refining can trigger changes in the atmosphere of heaven and earth, and they are generally experts who have great knowledge or experience in refining weapons. Those who can do this in the fairy world are basically able to refine A fairy weapon." Su Qingsang stared at Zhuan Yiyu with special meaning in his eyes, "Although the aura this little girl can arouse is very subtle now, but how old is she? If she can be recruited under your command, she will definitely be able to in the future Bring you great benefits..."

Mo Xuan smiled lightly, noncommittal, "She is the daughter of the patriarch of the Gonggong clan, and was invited by Wen Zhong to teach in the palace. I am a lonely prince. How can I attract her?"

Su Qingsang curled her lips. "Didn't I also be recruited by you? A little girl, sullen and sullen every day, I don't believe that she has no difficulties and needs our help? What's more, you have been born and died. You should have this trust."

Mo Xuan pondered for a moment, but neither agreed nor objected.

Recruiting someone who can refine immortal weapons in the future will definitely be a big help for me.But special language can be regarded as a friend. If I rashly propose to solicit such words, it is likely that I will not achieve my goal, and I will not even be a friend.

More importantly, if the recruiting is really successful and the Italian language is mixed with him, then Wen Zhong will definitely find out his purpose, because this is the teacher Wen Zhong invited.

Mo Xuan didn't want people to notice before the plan had any clues, so he could only keep silent.

Su Qingsang could roughly guess Mo Xuan's concerns, and seeing that he had difficulties, he said, "If it's inconvenient for you, you can wait to bring it up. I'll help you pay attention to this matter."

Mo Xuan nodded. With Su Qingsang around, it was a great help from God.

The speed of refining gems in the special language is very fast. After the formation was completed, she took out Mo Xuan's pair of gloves.

"Huh?" Su Qingsang glanced at the gloves, his eyes slightly surprised, "This pair of gloves?"

"Have you seen it?" Mo Xuan asked.

"I have seen this glove at the residence of your dean Wen Zhong, did Wen Zhong give it to you?"

Mo Xuan shook his head, "When Mr. Ba Xiang distributed the gloves to us, I picked them myself."

Su Qingsang said: "It seems that Wen Zhong doesn't like this low-grade magic weapon... Wait and see what grade this little girl Zhuo Yiyu can improve the glove to."

"It turns out that this glove belongs to Wen Zhong..." Mo Xuan recalled A Lai, "It is estimated that A Lai has been held back for too long, and the dean gave her a souvenir..."

On the special language side, the glove was put into the cauldron, and the flames instantly engulfed the glove.

At this time, the gemstones that had been thrown into the cauldron before were actually shining brightly one by one, suspended from the flames, and slowly melted into a long, thin and bright liquid.

At the same time, a little green light floated out from the glove, and merged with the molten gemstone, gradually becoming colorful and dazzling.

This liquid, following the rotation of the flame at the fingertips of the special language, slowly wrapped around the five fingers of the glove, and as the glove gradually turned red and burned hot, the liquid also began to fuse towards the glove.

As soon as the two came into contact, sparks splashed out from the glove, but soon the sparks disappeared, leaving only liquid submerged into the glove.

"Good material!" After careful smelting of the Italian language, he couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Xuan stared at the glove, watching the liquid slowly melt into the glove.The more melted, the more surprised the expression of the Italian language.

In order to avoid disturbing the special language, Mo Xuan refrained from speaking, and Mo Liqing watched intently from the side, as if he had realized something.

……

After a long time, the liquid that melted the gems had completely disappeared, and Zhuo Yiyu held the flame with one hand, and suddenly turned to look at Mo Xuan, "Are there any gems?"

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, half of the refinement was done, why do you need gems now?

"Yes, there are still a few pieces of Buzhou Rock Essence..." Mo Xuan took out the Buzhou Rock Essence, three of which Alai wanted to find by himself, and a few cracked ones found in the belly of Kunyu .

"These three intact ones belong to others, and the rest can be used."

Just after Mo Xuan finished speaking, Zhi Yiyu frowned, "Bring them all, this time is a rare opportunity, and refining it next time will not have such a good effect!"

"It's not someone else's stuff, isn't it just three rock essences? Use it first, and I'll find it for you later." Su Qingsang didn't wait for Mo Xuan's objection, and directly gave all the bad rock essences to the expert. Italian.

Without further ado, the special language threw all the Buzhou rock essence into the flames of the cauldron.

"boom!"

The flame in the cauldron instantly turned emerald green, burning more violently, the glove changed strangely in the emerald green flame, it was like a floating liquid, slowly melting into a sphere...

Mo Xuan stared at the cauldron, and his glove melted in a special language!

At this moment, a fragment of a fist glove that was not melted was slowly rolling in the liquid sphere, and the word "Alai" was engraved on it, which was burnt red!

Specialist frowned, letting the green flames burn for a long time, but the fragment still didn't melt.

The green in the flame gradually receded, and then returned to crimson. Specialist pouted slightly, retracted the finger pinching the flame, and the liquid sphere whizzed and swirled, quickly condensing into the shape of a fist glove, and the whole body was still flowing and turning, colorful The color and luster overflows the original atmosphere of various gemstones from time to time.

"Hardness, form...wind breath..." Specialist muttered to himself, "No, it still can't reach the level of magic weapon..."

"Forget it, it's very lucky to have this grade!" Said, dedicated to disperse the flames with a snap of his fingers, and immediately took out a small gourd from his waist pocket, unplugged it, and poured it directly into the cauldron .

Su Qingsang glanced at the little gourd in surprise, and whispered to Mo Xuan, "I can't tell the grade of this little gourd, it's strange..."

Mo Xuan looked at the gourd, and saw a stream of clear water pouring out and pouring on the cauldron.

The originally burnt red exterior of the cauldron turned into ice blue in an instant, and the scorching breath dissipated from the whole body, and it actually exuded a cold air.

The liquid glove in the cauldron condensed in the blink of an eye in a whirlwind of extremely low temperature, and a layer of frost quickly hung on the surface of the glove, and the previous red hot state disappeared immediately, as if frozen in ice and snow Tens of thousands of years in general.

"It's so amazing..." Su Qingsang sighed in admiration, "Smelting like this, isn't it afraid that the glove will burst directly?! Your cauldron for refining is also a good treasure!"

Special language looked at the glove in the cauldron indifferently, and said in a slightly proud tone: "Only by sealing the power of gemstones with extreme cold can the glove exert its strongest power. Utensils, our Gonggong clan only has this one.”

Mo Liqing couldn't help asking: "When will this glove be taken out? Let me try its power!"

"You can take it now!" Zhuo Yiyu said, opened the cauldron, and said to Mo Xuan: "Just reach out and take it out..." (To be continued...)