To the west of Jian City, there is a huge mansion.
This courtyard was the residence of a female disciple of Wutongsou in Jiancheng. Now it was given to Lu Qian and his party and became Lu Qian's residence in Jiancheng.
The courtyard covers an area of about a thousand acres, and there are not many pavilions in it, but each pavilion is extremely exquisite.
Between the pavilions is a fluffy flower stand covered with roses of various colors.
The roots of these roses are warmed by secret elixirs, so they bloom all year round. The flowers that bloom in each season are completely different in color. It is late autumn, so this garden is full of roses.
The golden color contrasts with the golden leaves of the few old sycamore trees in the yard.
Brothers Hu Tianya and Hu Haijiao were hanging head-down under the branches of two large sycamore trees. A fat and strong rabbit hugged the tree trunk with its two front paws and stretched out its plump hind legs.
He kept kicking their butts.
The bodies of the two young men from the photo studio were swaying from side to side as the rabbit kicked them.
Below them, there were two stands of roses in full bloom, with densely packed flower branches covered with sharp thorns. The two men were stripped naked, leaving only small pants wrapped around their vital parts. Their bodies were shaking,
They bumped into the flower stand again and again, and countless flower thorns pierced their delicate skin and tender flesh again and again, leaving both of them covered in blood.
Hu Tianya, the second young master with a sullen nature, had a slightly tougher temper. Every time a thorn pierced his body and was pulled out, he grimaced in pain, but kept shouting: "Good fight, good fight."
Okay...I am Hu Tianya, the second young master of the photo studio. You guys are fighting well...ah, keep fighting, keep fighting. When my father comes, one of you will die!"
Hu Haijiao, that frivolous and flashy third young master, could not endure such suffering...
Every time the rabbit steps on him, he wails at the top of his lungs. Every time a flower thorn pierces his body, he screams at the top of his lungs. What about 'father', 'mother', 'ancestor'?
They all cried out.
What was even more unbearable was that the guy was in so much pain that he kept gushing out urine after urine. He was hanging upside down... and naturally, all the smelly urine was splashed on him.
The rabbit simply didn't mind the urine all over his body, and instead kicked harder and harder.
The big parrot stood on a higher branch, looking down at the two crying young men. He kept shaking his head and sighing: "Oh, look at these thin skin and tender flesh, look at this bruised body, oh, it's really
What a wonderful pair of grandsons!"
The green snake coiled around a small branch next to the big parrot. It squinted its eyes with a cold and ruthless light. From time to time, it opened its mouth, revealing its pointed, thin, extremely sharp fangs, which were very pointed towards the two sides.
Take a bite out of people's butts and completely resolve their thoughts.
Under the tree, between the flower stands and the flower stands, many waist-deep pits were dug.
Metal stakes were buried deep in the ground. Many of the killers from the photo studio had half of their bodies buried in the ground. Their upper bodies were covered with countless barbs shining with runes, and iron ropes were tightly imprisoned on the metal stakes.
Every time he takes a breath, there are electric lights splashing on the metal piles, fire rising, or ice spraying, and the ice slag hitting the ground makes a constant "chichi" sound.
Hundreds of killers in the photo studio were tortured to death by the metal stakes carefully forged by the master craftsmen of Sword City, and they kept making low humming sounds.
Bai Xie was also tied to a metal stake. He looked at his subordinates with a gloomy expression. Anyone who couldn't bear it groaned in pain, and he recorded it in a small ledger for these guys. As long as he could escape and get out of here, Jie, none of these killers who cried out in pain and lost the reputation of the photo studio can have an easy time.
As for the two yelling young masters...
Well, they are the young masters of the photo studio, not the killers of the photo studio. You can't use the killer's requirements to punish them harshly!
As Bai Scorpion's eyes flashed, a very strong electric current spurted out from the metal stake. His body was bombarded by the electric current, sparks of electricity flew all over his body, and his body almost became translucent. He raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth, and tongue It was sloshing around in the mouth, but he resisted not making any sound.
He, Bai Scorpion, was a serious killer, and he went through countless life and death tests, and finally took the position of a powerful elder.
His ability to endure pain is not comparable to that of these little killers!
However, just as the current passed, a big yellow dog, fat and strong, even bigger than a calf, strolled up to White Scorpion. The big yellow dog lowered its huge head and had extremely human eyes. After looking at Bai Scorpion for a while, he turned around, pointed his butt at his face, and then raised his hind legs.
"I...the scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!" Bai Xie opened his mouth and shouted angrily.
'Chi'... An extremely powerful stream of water spurted out and hit Bai Scorpion hard on the face. This stream of water was hot and scalding, but it also contained extremely rich Wutu essence, so that every drop of the stream of water A drop of water weighs tens of thousands of pounds.
White Scorpion's face was buzzed by the rush. It felt as if someone was picking up a huge boulder and continuously hitting his cheeks. After a while, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and two of his front teeth were washed away.
Bai Scorpion looked at the big yellow dog with a look of death.
Who raised this monster? This big yellow dog has almost condensed Dao Fruit, right? This, this...
Heavy footsteps sounded, and the ground swayed slightly. A giant snapping turtle with a carapace the size of an ordinary carriage and densely covered with cold sharp protrusions and a rugged head and horns like a dragon slowly walked over.
This snapping turtle is not a good thing. It walked slowly in front of these photo studio killers. No matter who it was, a mouthful of ice slag was sprayed out in front of them, wrapping all these photo studio killers in thick ice.
Then, lightning and flames erupted from the metal piles, and the thick ice slowly melted layer by layer. The intertwining of ice and fire brought even more severe pain to these killers.
Or maybe it was the biting cold air that was sprayed from the metal pile, so the ice layer surrounding the body continued to thicken, until these photo studio killers almost suffocated.
Bai Xie opened his eyes wide and looked at the big snapping turtle in horror.
This guy also ran up to him, opened his mouth and a blast of cold air spurted out. As a result, the white scorpion was tightly wrapped in ice with a strong smell of urine.
Not very lethal, but extremely humiliating...
Bai Scorpion seemed to have returned to his raging youth. He remembered that when he went on a mission for the first time, the intelligence in the building was wrong. The target they assassinated had a breakthrough in cultivation and possessed an extremely powerful spiritual treasure, so he killed them with his backhand.
He was pissed off and running away in panic.
That was thousands of years ago...
That time, White Scorpion hid in a manure pit in a farmer's field, and thus escaped the other party's pursuit. The manure pit was so filthy that the monks who were chasing him didn't even bother to use it.
His spiritual thoughts swept across this huge cesspit, giving him a chance to escape.
How similar is this situation and this scene?
Bai Xie wanted to cry, but before his tears came out, they were already frozen into ice.
He only hopes that the news here can reach the main hall of the photo studio as soon as possible, so that the senior officials in the building can learn about the changes here.
Otherwise, he, who has been pampered for many years, can no longer bear it... If no one comes to save his life, he actually wants to cooperate with the other party and tell everything he can.
The problem is, Lu Qian sent five uncles to torment them, but he didn’t send anyone to ask them for confessions!
In the front yard of the house and in the reception hall, all the top ten sword-making masters in Sword City were present. They all looked at the treasures that Lu Qian took out with solemn expressions.
The refining method for an extremely heavy heavy armor can be called rubbish.
The method of refining an extremely heavy spear can be called rubbish.
The refining method of the five extremely heavy long swords can be called rubbish.
The ten sword-making masters have all noticed that these treasures use a lot of materials and are of excellent quality... But the technical work of refining does not mean that you can make good things by stacking top-quality materials together.
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This is about techniques, technology, exquisite formulas, outlines of rune patterns, and even the right time and place...
These things that Lu Qian took out are very useful for bullying Jin Lian Kai and the monks below Jin Lian Kai. They are heavy enough and strong enough. Combined with Lu Qian's abnormal strength, they can be called gods to kill gods and Buddhas.
Block and kill the Buddha.
But when it comes to the realm of Condensing Dao Fruit and Illuminating the Void, and even the half-step heaven and human realm, the heaven and human realm... this kind of garbage made by simply piling up materials and refining it is of no use.
When encountering some masters with profound Taoist skills, these magic weapons that are piled up with materials but have crude refining techniques are simply full of loopholes. They may be able to completely destroy these treasures in just one breath with just one breath!
In terms of materials, these treasures of Lu Qian are almost comparable to the spiritual treasures from the other side of the world.
But in terms of refining techniques and actual power, it is probably at the level of the sixth or seventh heaven of the Sea of Bitterness Realm.
After carefully studying the magic weapons that Lu Yi took out for a while, Master Huoyuan was the first to speak: "It's better... to resmelle them all and re-refining them. The materials are all good, so don't waste them... Well, they are all
Good material.”
Lu Qian's face drooped very much.
He understood.
Another Master Hanxu nodded slowly, stroking a diamond sword with both hands, and said in a low voice: "With some good materials, the quality should be improved a lot... Since it is the young master who has spoken, I have a
The fetus of the acquired sword is still being warmed and nurtured in the mother's womb underground."
Master Han Xue smiled, gently twirled his beard, and glanced at Bai Xue sitting beside him.
Before Bai Yu could speak, Yinyuan had already slapped Bai Yu on the shoulder: "Xiao Bai, this is the treasure that Brother Lu will rely on to save his life in the future... You are his sister-in-law, you can't be stingy!"
Bai Yu rolled his eyes at Yinyuan: "Am I a stingy person? Han... Han... Master Han Xun, right? And you, if you have any good things, get them all for me, Brother Lu... Those who have merit,
I will definitely have many rewards...for example, a piece of Supreme Immortal Certificate? It's not impossible!"
Bai Yuan smiled brightly: "All the Supreme Immortal Orders sent down from the upper world are kept in my hands! So, if you work hard, I will not treat you badly."
Lu Qian was dumbfounded.
Huoyuan, Hanxu and others in the lobby almost went crazy!