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But now, if Wei Xiaobei lets these magma solidify, the formation of the mutton fat white jade may not be mutton fat white jade, but it should be the most poor quality ordinary jade.

Of course, whether it is the worst ordinary jade or the best white jade of mutton fat, Wei Xiaobei did not stop operating the small tripod.

During this process, Wei Xiaobei could sense that his spirit was constantly being consumed, and a little fatigue arose.

"Forged!"

Wei Xiaobei thought silently, and then there were bursts of violent pounding sounds from the small tripod. The magma continued to change in the pounding sound, discharging more black impurities.

As the sound of thrashing sounded, Wei Xiaobei's mental fatigue increased rapidly, and even with every hammering, he could feel his mind shaking slightly.

When no black impurities appear in the end, the magma slowly splits into several pieces, and gradually turns into daggers under invisible forging.

Finally, the hole below the small tripod opened wide, and five daggers fell from the hole, and a sound of metal and stone hitting each other was heard on the ground.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei vomited a heavy breath of turbid air and pressed his temple, which was already a little painful.

Operating this Yinhuo Cauldron would consume so much energy, which made Wei Xiaobei not expect that at this consumption rate, under normal circumstances, it would be good to be able to refine it once a day.

After all, after the rapid energy consumption, it is completely impossible to activate the Yin Fire Cauldron again.

Of course, this is just a normal situation.

For Wei Xiaobei, whose cooking skills have reached its peak, there is no shortage of food to supplement the spirit.

Then the guard Xiaobei picked up a dagger and checked it.

On the surface, the dagger's workmanship was extremely rough, which made Wei Xiaobei blush slightly.

This is also a helpless thing. If you use a piece of wood or iron for Wei Xiaobei to carve and beat it, it will not be too exquisite, at least it will be called a handicraft.

But in the Yinhuo Small Cauldron, the legendary spiritual manipulation is used to refine things. With Wei Xiaobei's current instrument making skills, he is still not very skilled.

The dagger is made of translucent jade.

Wei Xiaobei used a light force and the dagger broke into several pieces.

Shaking his head, Wei Xiaobei suddenly realized that this maker seemed much more difficult than cooking.

The only thing that made Wei Xiaobei happy was that one ordinary quality task required for the promotion of the instrument-making realm had been completed.

In other words, even if you use a little force like this, you only need to refine another 99 daggers, and then you can promote the device again.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei took out a piece of barbecue from the storage bracelet and quickly swallowed it.

After eliminating the mental fatigue, Wei Xiaobei activated the Yin Fire in the small tripod again, put the materials into it, and continued to start making the instrument.

In this state of concentration, time often passes quickly.

When Wei Xiaobei refined the tenth dagger, he heard the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. Wei Xiaobei looked up at the window, but found that the sky was already bright inadvertently.

In just a moment, seven hours passed and the sun was about to rise.

However, the busyness of the night was not in vain. In addition to completing 10% of the ordinary quality tasks, Wei Xiaobei became more proficient in the manipulation of the Yinhuo Xiaoding.

If we continue to refine a dagger now, Wei Xiaobei will not take more than half an hour from feeding to output, only one-third of the first dagger.

Well, that's right. Wei Xiaobei thought about it for a while and almost thought about delaying leaving Baita County. But then he thought that the machine making matters could be carried out even on the road, so he immediately gave up the idea.

After breakfast, Wei Xiaobei bid farewell to his parents. His younger brother and sister drove an off-road vehicle and boarded the road.

Similar to a self-driving tour, not to mention the wind and rain, at least some people will feel unbearable to sleep in a car.

However, these are all trivial matters for Wei Xiaobei.

On the way, Wei Xiaobei would park his car in a remote place every few hours and start making the machine.

But then again, Wei Xiaobei's martial arts visit trip went smoothly.

Wei Xiaobei was warmly welcomed by all the major sects wherever he passed, and he did not refuse martial arts exchanges.

The only thing that gave Wei Xiaobei a little headache was that the people who had martial arts competition with him were young disciples. As for those senior sects, it was difficult for Wei Xiaobei to see them.

As for the secret secrets I considered before, it cannot be realized.

Not to mention that the other party was so enthusiastic about reception, Wei Xiaobei also went to peek at if it was a very moral matter. After Wei Xiaobei took action, he found that the secret book could not be found at all. Most of the things related to martial arts were martial arts techniques, and secret formulas, etc. should probably be imprinted in the minds of those senior sects.

But this does not mean that Wei Xiaobei has no gains. Even if he is competing with those young disciples, Wei Xiaobei can record all the opponent's moves and then reorganize them in his mind.

After visiting dozens of sects and even aristocratic families in succession, Wei Xiaobei arrived at the Shaolin Temple of Songshan, one of the three major martial arts holy places in China.

There is no doubt that Wei Xiaobei has gained fame along the way.

A young master, the master of Huajin, is less than thirty years old.

All of this made Wei Xiaobei's reputation spread throughout the martial arts circles in China.

Therefore, Wei Xiaobei had just arrived at the foot of Mount Song, booked a hotel, prepared to take a comfortable bath, and then went up the mountain to visit, and heard someone knocking on the door.

Someone?

Is it a waiter?

Wei Xiaobei put on sunglasses and swept the pulse. He saw a monk standing outside the door, about thirties, bronze-faced and thin, with a faint aura, which made the waiter leading the way feel inexplicably awe.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaobei understood, probably the other party should have known that he had arrived.

After opening the door, the monk raised his left hand and sang a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I am the monk's disciple Shi Yanzhen, is the donor a donor to Wei?"

Master of dark power!

Wei Xiaobei just sensed his momentum and probably determined the other party's martial arts realm.

"Master Yanzhen, I am polite. I wonder what the mage is coming?"

Wei Xiaobei hugged his fists and replied with a greeting, then asked curiously.

"The master dare not be the one. When my teacher, the head of the Damo Hall of Shaolin Temple, heard that the donor Wei was coming, he specially ordered me to come and invite me. I wonder if the donor Wei was free?"

Shi Yanzhen squeezed a smile on his extremely serious face and asked.

It can be seen that this Master Shi Yanzhen has a relatively rigorous personality and is relatively stiff in interpersonal communication.

But Wei Xiaobei prefers people with such personality. At least such people are more persistent and will not change so easily.

"Since it was an invitation from the elder, then the boy naturally dared not refuse to obey his orders."

It is almost the end of the year, and many tourists gathered from all over the country, like mountains and seas, densely packed.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but frown. Even if there were so many tourists, it would probably take a lot of time to squeeze in.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei frowning, Master Yanzhen smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, we have another way to go up the mountain."

As he spoke, Yan Zhen led the way forward.

When Shi Yanzhen stopped, well, there was no road ahead, a cliff with wrinkles and overlapping.

"I am leading the way in front of you, and please be careful when the donor is guarding."

Shi Yanzhen's face turned solemn, and he raised his wide monk's robe on his waist, his legs helped him run, and his feet were windy. He rushed to the cliff in a blink of an eye, then soared into the air, jumped up for several meters, stretched out his hands and grabbed the protrusion of the cliff, and then quickly climbed up the cliff like a monkey.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei understood.

Feelings are the people’s warning!

Having said that, this is normal.

Wei Xiaobei came here to worship the mountain, and although he had a huge reputation, he might not feel very happy if he was worshipped by Wei Xiaobei.

It is normal for the outstanding disciples under his sect to be defeated by Wei Xiaobei. After all, the senior officials of these sects can also see that Wei Xiaobei's martial arts level is at least above the level of Huajin, and even if he ends up, he may not be able to get benefits.

Besides, if you win, it is normal, but if you lose, you will be shameless.

Shaolin Temple is the Chinese Martial Arts Temple in the martial arts world! It is said that there are more than 500 martial arts secrets collected in it!

Shaolin martial arts has almost become synonymous with Chinese martial arts in the eyes of foreigners.

And this Dharma Hall is the place where Shaolin Temple teaches martial arts, so naturally it is impossible for Wei Xiaobei to worship the mountain easily.

Undoubtedly, the martial arts learned by Shi Yanzhen tend to be light skills, and even if it is just dark energy, it will take a lot of advantages in this regard.

Of course, sending a master of Huajin in light skills. With the foundation of Shaolin Temple, it is not said that there is no one, but if the master of Huajin loses, how can the face of Shaolin Temple remain?

In this way, Shi Yanzhen, a master of dark power, is the best choice.

Well, of course, if Wei Xiaobei is not good at light skills, even a master of magic power would probably have to sigh.

After that, even if I went up the mountain and had no momentum, the situation naturally turned to Shaolin Temple.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that Master Shi Yanzhen and the host of the Bodhidharma Hall were an old fox.

"Donor Wei? If you are not good at leaping, we should go up the mountain from the mountain road, right?"

At this moment, perhaps seeing Wei Xiaobei shaking his head, thinking that he could not get up, Shi Yanzhen, who had climbed dozens of meters, came down more than ten meters and shouted at Wei Xiaobei.

Not good at the art of leaping?

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, Master Yanzhen, be careful, I'll come up soon."

Come up soon?

Shi Yanzhen couldn't help but feel contempt. Although he did not see the martial arts level of this donor, he had never heard of Wei Xiaobei's attainment in light skills from the news that Shi Yanzhen asked about.
Chapter completed!