"This is going to damage the foundation."

"That's what you can refine, I have given all the golden beans." Hou Dongsheng said impatiently.

After one stick of incense.

Corpse Refining Hall.

Inner courtyard.

Lu Qingzhi, the head of the Corpse Refining Hall, looked at Hou Dongsheng with a serious expression and asked: "Are you sure you want to refine this Jiuyou Blood Tiger into a bronze armored corpse?"

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

"Fellow Daoist Hou, even if this sect catches the flying zombie in the wild, it is not recommended to refine it into a copper armored corpse. After all, once the copper armored corpse is refined, the flying zombie cannot fly, not to mention that you are the Jiuyou Blood Tiger, and refining it into a copper armored corpse is simply a waste of resources."

"Oh... What's so great about Jiuyou Blood Tiger?"

"Blood Evil! A volume of blood Evil is overwhelming, and the cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage instantly turns into white bones." Lu Qingzhi said seriously.

"What's the use of only dealing with cultivators in Qi Refining Stage?"

"Of course it's not just about dealing with Qi Refining."

Seeing that there was no one around, Lu Qingzhi lowered his voice and whispered: "The blood corpse monk can quickly upgrade his cultivation with the blood evil spirit, and can also use many extremely powerful spells. Have you heard of the blood demon?"

Hou Dongsheng shook his head.

"The Blood Corpse Sect can erase the spiritual wisdom of the blood corpse with excellent qualifications and refine it into a blood demon, so as to use the blood demon's vast blood evil spirit to display many terrifying Taoist techniques."

Upon hearing this, Hou Dongsheng said disdainfully: "So what? The blood demon is just a corpse general after all."

"The blood demon can no longer be regarded as a corpse general, but a medium for casting, which is equivalent to a magic weapon. You must know that the Nascent Soul cultivators in the Blood Corpse Gate all rely on the blood demon to perform Taoism, and not everyone in the Blood Corpse Gate has a blood demon, which shows its preciousness."

"Fellow Daoist Hou, your Nine Nether Blood Tiger is so bloody that it is so fierce that the blood clouds follow you. If you erase the spiritual wisdom and refine it into a blood demon, I am afraid that the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Blood Corpse Sect will be jealous. If you want to refine such a precious thing into a copper armored corpse, it would be a waste of resources." Lu Qingzhi said with a heartache.

Hou Dongsheng had already given up on letting the White Tiger go away from the Golden Corpse, but when he heard the sentence - "The ancestors of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Blood Corpse Sect will be envious of him", he immediately shivered.

"Master Lu, don't say much. I have decided. Today I will train this Nine Nether Blood Tiger into a big copper cat." Hou Dongsheng patted the huge tiger's head and said.

"Fellow Daoist Hou... If it is refined into a copper cat, although its defense has increased greatly, it will not fly."

"Will the blood evil energy be reduced?"

"Of course it won't decrease, but in that case, you won't be able to become a blood demon."

"Hahahaha..." Hou Dongsheng laughed happily. It would be right that he could not be refined into a blood demon, so as to avoid being missed by the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Blood Corpse Sect.

"What's wrong with not being able to fly? When you pass the thunder disaster in the future, you will naturally be able to step on the void and come and go like lightning."

Hearing this, Lu Qingzhi looked at Hou Dongsheng like a fool.

It will take at least seven or eight hundred years for the bronze armored corpse to grow into a golden armored corpse. At that time, you would have exhausted your lifespan and be buried in peace. The golden armored corpse king who stepped on the void and came and went like lightning has something to do with you?

never mind……

It is still impolite to say in person that someone has insufficient life expectancy.

As the head of the Corpse Refining Hall, Lu Qingzhi still has this emotional intelligence.

What's more, after Hou Dong's life and death, this bronze armored cat will definitely be properly trained by the sect and circulated in the hands of generations of disciples. One day, it will become a golden armored cat, which is somewhat of a contribution to the sect.

The previous generation planted trees, and the later generations enjoyed the shade.

This may be the foundation of the Tianqing Sect.

"I'd like to ask Master Lu to refine it today, so don't delay for a moment." Hou Dongsheng said with his fists and bowed.

Lu Qingzhi said with a serious expression in admiration: "Okay, since Fellow Daoist Hou is so concerned about his juniors, I won't persuade him much, so I will start to refine it."

After Lu Qingzhi's arrangement, a large pot was set up in the courtyard to boil brass essence, and a total of 1,000 kilograms of copper ingots were collected.

The white tiger is much larger than that of humans.

Lu Qingzhi circled around the mighty white tiger and reached out to touch its hair.

"I have made rice dumplings in my life. The first time I made this kind of hair dumpling is worth it." Lu Qingzhi said with emotion.

"1,000 kilograms of copper ingots are definitely not enough. It's better to have more than less, and add 1,000 kilograms of copper ingots."

"Affect the order." The disciple who took action took the order and left.

"Master! I bought 50 kilograms of Tianqing Sand." Lu Tianhua carried a bag with a look of joy and broke into the inner courtyard.

"Very good, pour in the coarse salt and stir together, make sure to stir well."

"Affect the order."

"Master Lu, I heard that only coarse salt is needed to refine copper armor corpses, tung oil, three-color flower and fruit wood, what is the function of this sky blue sand?" Hou Dongsheng asked curiously.

Lu Qingzhi: "When the first time the hair zombie entered the corpse, my Tianqing Sect would refine it into a copper armored corpse. The copper armored corpse absorbed the copper essence for one or two hundred years, and at the same time absorbed the yin energy of the earth vein for one or two hundred years. When the copper armored corpse naturally advances to the intermediate level corpse, the bones in the bronze armor master's body can absorb enough brass essence and become extremely hard. Then, it will be refined into an iron armored corpse so that its fur can absorb the iron essence..."

"The Nine Nether Blood Tiger, a fellow Taoist, is now an intermediate corpse general. There is no need to spend one or two hundred years slowly absorbing the copper essence. Incorporating sky blue sand into coarse salt can speed up the speed of refining corpses to absorb the copper essence."

"So that's it. I'm afraid it's not cheap to have 50 kilograms of sky green sand."

"More than 2,000 spirit stones."

"How can Master Lu spend so much money?"

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, you have consumed a golden bean. The spirit stones consumed by the refining of the copper armored corpse are reimbursed by Shang Auditorium. However, there is a treasure that is difficult to collect, Shangli will not repay me."

"I don't know what treasure it is?"

Lu Qingzhi brought Hou Dongsheng to a large water tank, which was sealed with mud.

Hou Dongsheng's spiritual sense swept in and was sure that it was filled with liquid.

"Wine?" Hou Dongsheng asked in confusion.

"No! It's me who has collected 50 years of boy urine. This tank is not easy."

Hou Dongsheng's face twitched for a moment and did not respond.

When all the materials are ready, it is already evening.

The first step is to urinate.

The great zongzi master Lu Qingzhi personally took the trick and used a wooden scoop to scoop out the golden liquid that had been treasured for many years and poured it on the white tiger's head.

The white tiger still maintains the instinct of a big cat, and shakes its head as soon as the water is poured onto its head.

Hou Dongsheng couldn't even control it.

The boy's urine not only dripped into the white tiger, but also dripped into the whole body of Lu Qingzhi.

Lu Qingzhi wiped his face and stuck out his tongue to taste it a bit salty.

Being a tiger's head is just a ritual, and its symbolic significance is greater than reality.

"Let it get into the pit." Lu Qingzhi said.

Hou Dongsheng nodded.

A trick to pinch it.

The white tiger jumped into a temporary hole.

Coarse salt, sky green sand, tung oil, and three-color flower and fruit trees were made into a special paste in a certain proportion and were placed in dozens of copper basins.

Lu Qingzhi also jumped into the pit. He was like an old craftsman, dipped the paste with his hands and applied it to the soft fur of the white tiger bit by bit.

Two hours later, the Jiuyou Blood Tiger turned into a big white cat with snow-white salt on its body.

Lu Qingzhi jumped out of the pit.

Outside the earth pit.

There are four large pots of red-hot red, and red brass essence flows in each pot.

"fall!"

With a command.

Four pots poured out, and the hot brass essence poured onto the white cat's salt armor.

This time the white cat did not shake his head and let the hot brass essence flow on it.

“Duh!”

Lu Qingzhi's magic tricks.

Under the control of the object control technique, the hot brass sperm covered every inch of the white cat.

The white cat closed its eyes and the brass sperm covered its face.

Hou Dongsheng also cooperated with the corpse-expressing technique, allowing liquid brass sperm to cover the white cat's claws.

The 2,000 kilograms of brass were poured over, covering the white cat's body.

"Sink golden water!"

With Lu Qingzhi's order, he gave him the order.

The boy who spent 50 years of hard work in the urine was poured down at one time.
To be continued...