Breaking the Void and Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 170 Explosion

The so-called ordinary fire is not the fire used by ordinary people, but the name of the lowest and most ordinary flame compared to immortal cultivators.

Unlike the fire used by ordinary people, which is called open fire, although ordinary fire is the lowest level in the eyes of immortal cultivators, its real power is indeed stronger than open fire.

In most cases, open flames are red with a yellowish tint, but ordinary fires are indeed different. They are red and blue. less.When it reaches all blue flames, that is the peak of Fanhuo.

At this moment, in front of Yin Xiuxuan, the flame that Ning Buwu released was obviously an ordinary fire of this level, and the tongue of the flame danced nimbly in the pure blue flame.

But this flame doesn't look cute at all in Yin Xiuxuan's eyes, this is the pinnacle of ordinary fire!

Relying on the fireball talisman, Yin Xiuxuan can cast ordinary fire, and relying on the fireball talisman plus the three-talent array, Yin Xiuxuan can evolve the fireball into a big fireball equivalent to the second-level change, but what he can do is limited to this, and no amount of it can be achieved. No, because, after all, what he practiced was water-based exercises.

The flame in front of him could be replaced by the offensive spell fireball, which is equivalent to a blow from a nine-level master of refining equipment proficient in fire spells. This kind of attack is that he has two layers of defense, but he does not Dare to try it.

Therefore, feeling the beating in the flames, the fluctuation of spiritual energy in a blow, and then thinking of Yan Chengxu's warning, and the explosion that day, Yin Xiuxuan reacted quickly.As soon as Yu pinched, he had to summon a spell to defend.

"Hmm~" Yin Xiuxuan's actions could not escape the eyes of Ning Buwu who was close at hand, he hummed lightly, frowned, and glanced at Yin Xiuxuan.

"Eh~" Glancing at this look, Yin Xiuxuan felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet, the power of this master in the late stage of Qi training is really extraordinary.

"Bring me the spiritual wood outside!" Ning Buwu ordered.

Hearing this order, Yin Xiuxuan stepped outside as if he had received an amnesty, and found a piece of wood that was about the length of an arm behind the door, and quickly handed it to Ning Buwu.

Seeing this spirit tree, Ning Buwu snorted coldly, said nothing more, and focused on guarding the flame in his hand.

Seeing that Ning Buwu didn't blame himself, Yin Xiuxuan calmed down and observed his forging carefully.

To say that Ning Buwu is worthy of being a top craftsman, the flexibility and subtlety of this technique is not comparable to that of a rookie like Yin Xiuxuan. From Yin Xiuxuan's point of view, even the techniques in the "Introduction to Weapon Refining" he recently exchanged for are not comparable. It can't compare to Ning Buwu's level.

Seeing such a situation, he still had some resentment towards this task in his heart, but it all dissipated, and he began to secretly learn the technique of refining weapons.

But Ning Buwu didn't care what Yin Xiuxuan was doing, focused on watching the flames, and used various techniques from time to time, such as blow molding, or cutting, and constantly processed the white ball with a slight red color in his hand. s things.

After staying for several hours, he smiled and beckoned to put the spiritual wood on the fire to roast it, only to see green smoke flying out, and the spiritual wood was instantly shaped into a wooden sword.

"Hi!"

Ning Buwu gave a soft drink, threw the wooden sword into the air, waved his hand and pulled out a silk thread from the liquid ball in his hand.

Flying his hands, he saw that the silk thread was constantly entangled on the wooden sword, gradually wrapping the wooden sword evenly.

After the wooden sword was completely wrapped, a ball of blue mortal fire was regenerated out of thin air to wrap the wooden sword.

After finishing these series, Ning Buwu's face calmed down, and suddenly his face changed, and he shouted: "Not good!"

Yin Xiuxuan was attracted by Ning Buwu's technique just now, and he forgot to protect himself long ago. He was startled by his loud shout, and before he could change his mind, he felt a strong air rushing towards him.

The secret way is not good, with a thought, Yin Xiuxuan waved his sleeves to wrap himself up, and then let out a soft drink, creating a white ice cover out of thin air.

Just as Yin Xiuxuan was making these preparations, there was a loud noise, and a more powerful airflow rushed over in an instant.

Accompanied by the airflow, there were also some things that seemed to be metal and sawdust splashed around and hit the newly formed ice cover. There was only a crackling sound, and the ice cover burst instantly.

"Puff, puff, puff!" There was a continuous sound of hitting the cowhide, and the fragments were seen hitting Yin Xiuxuan's sleeves.

As expected, Qingfeng of the Two Sleeves was made of a first-level high-level monster material, and its texture was very strong. Although it was dented by the beating, it was not torn by the fragments, and it firmly protected Yin Xiuxuan.

"Clang!" There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and Yin Xiuxuan felt an orderly wind blowing.

After staying for a while, he felt that the wind was no longer dangerous, so he untied his two sleeves and got out.A streak of light flew out from a hole in the wall, and flew back after two breaths.

Seeing that the room looked much more messy than before, Yin Xiuxuan knew that it must have been an explosion just now, and he couldn't stop smiling wryly, why did he encounter such an explosion on the first day he came here.

Ning Buwu walked over from the broken hole and glanced at Yin Xiuxuan, then glanced at Henry Zhang's sleeves, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you kid to have some good things!"

Yin Xiuxuan knew that the other party saw the difference between his sleeves, so he could only smile embarrassingly.

"The materials are good, but the technique is really rubbish. So many materials can only be refined into a barely passable magic weapon!" After finishing speaking, he curled his lips in disdain and walked out the door.

Yin Xiuxuan was left out in the room in the cold, and even smiled helplessly. He didn't expect that he spent a lot of materials to make the Two-Sleeve Qingfeng, which had helped him many times, and only got a "good material" evaluation.

Seeing the mess in the room, he also wanted to go out to get some air, but suddenly he heard Ning Buwu's voice transmission: "Clean up the room, wait for me to come back and check!" After that, there was no more sound.

Looking at the dust and all kinds of materials and sundries all over the floor, Yin Xiuxuan's head was covered with black lines, he shook his head, and started his life as a craftsman.

Three hours later, Ning Buwu returned to the room, and saw all kinds of materials sorted on the shelves on both sides, and all the books were put into bottles. The dust on the ground and the waste refining materials disappeared, except for the wall. Holes, everything else looks brand new.

"Hmph, have you ever learned how to refine weapons?"

Yin Xiuxuan replied respectfully: "It's just that I have read a book and refined a little thing myself!"

"Show me what you refined!"

Yin Xiuxuan waved his sleeves and handed the two daggers to Ning Buwu.

Ning Buwu didn't take it over, just looked at it, and said: "The materials are so-so, but the technique is unfamiliar, so you still recognize these materials, you must have read "Introduction to Artifact Refining"!"

"Exactly!" Yin Xiuxuan was shocked when he heard this.

"From now on, you can come here at any time if you have nothing to do. It's okay if you don't come, but if you need something, you can come here!" After finishing speaking, he ignored Yin Xiuxuan, took out a scroll, and began to look through it.