Accompanied by two master refiners, it didn't take much time to select the materials for the refinement.
When he was leaving the sect's treasure house, An Qingli suddenly heard a whimper. He turned around to look and found that under the sun, the golden toad that was originally smiling and welcoming had turned into a toad that was full of bitterness and hatred.
"Ignore it." Elder Jindan, who was guarding outside the treasure house, was not surprised and explained with a smile, "The treasure house has a magical spirit. Every time someone brings something good to him, he smiles. The more things he sends, the better he is.
The more valuable it is, the more it smiles. Every time someone takes something from it, it looks miserable. However, it is extremely rare to look like this hideous and ugly person who wants to eat people. Congratulations to this nephew."
An Qingli raised his lips with a smile and took away something worth eight million high-grade spiritual stones. It's no wonder that the fairy toad suddenly changed his face.
Little Jin Tan was not happy about it. The golden toad before was so eye-catching, why did it turn into an ugly pimple-covered one?
The two ancestors Qi Min and Qi Gao sent An Qingli to Qifeng and then returned to the forbidden area of the back mountain.
An Qingli stayed and called out the smelting fire.
The smelting fire hung in the palm of her hand, a room full of red light.
The eyes of the Ancestor of Transformation God and the Master of Qi Peak brightened.
"Master, do you want to give me a new home?" Smelting Fire said happily, with small sparks exploding on his body.
In the An Qingli Divine Mansion, Xiao Jintan said bitterly to himself: "This is not a new home! A new home with eight million high-grade spiritual stones. It and the broken jasper tree have not even spent so many spiritual stones.
This little Huo'er came from behind. I thought that the guy who spent the least amount of spirit stones actually spent the most spirit stones. I was really wrong."
"Okay, I'll save the spiritual stones later. What's good for me is what's good for you. Be more generous." An Qingli calmly comforted him and handed the smelting fire in his palm to the two masters of weapon refinement for a look.
"The fire spirit that recognizes its master?" The Taoist Transformation Master showed little expression on his face, but there was also obvious excitement on his face. He had only been exposed to the fire spirit that had not yet developed his intelligence before, but this was the first time he had seen someone capable of vomiting.
Yan's fire spirit! Taking a deep breath, the Taoist Transformation Master couldn't help but said: "Grandmaster and disciple, what a great blessing!"
An Qingli said modestly: "There is a great opportunity hidden in the secret realm. I relied on Master's generous gift to conquer it in a narrow escape."
"What a great creation!" The Treasure Peak Master geared up, his eyes filled with light. He looked at the fire spirit, as if it were the finest fairy brew, and couldn't move his eyes away at all.
The Taoist Master Huashen spoke again, excitedly saying: "Such a high-level fire spirit should be equipped with higher-level materials!" As he spoke, he took out a ten-thousand-year-old shark from his storage armband.
Yu Xiao, replaced the original seven thousand year old one, and took out a ninth-level roc bone to replace the original eighth-level one.
The master of Baoqi Peak was delighted to see it. He was worthy of being the master, and indeed he had hidden the good stuff at the bottom of the box.
"Thank you, Lord Dao!" An Qingli was also excited. After thinking about it, he handed over a few high-level spiritual plants that he had exchanged for the Soul-Destroying Grass and said, "Master Dao has given you such a generous gift, but Qingli can't repay it.
If Lord Dao needs spiritual plants in the future, Qingli will do his best to help them."
"Then it would be great. I'm sorry for the trouble, Grandmaster and disciple." Huashen Daojun's face was radiant. He accepted the jade box containing the high-level spiritual plants without opening it, and his heart was already focused on refining the weapon.
"It should be like this." An Qingli thought of the colorful dream stone obtained from the secret realm, and said again, "Dao Lord, Peak Master, I wonder if you can add one more thing to your natal magic weapon?"
The master of Baoqi Peak asked: "What is it?"
"A hallucinogenic thing, also obtained from the secret realm." An Qingli took out half of the colorful dream stone.
"You girl." The master of Baoqi Peak took the colorful dream stone and held it in his hand like a treasure. "Many people go to the secret realm and narrowly escape death without catching anything valuable. Fortunately for you, the fire spirit is here, but you can meet it.
And the indispensable Dream Stone is also here. If people like you go in a few more times, you will remove all the good treasures in the secret realm."
"No, no, the secret realm is so big. When the old ones go, new ones will be born. I only have these few things, it's nothing." An Qingli became more and more modest. She went into the sect's library and read the treasure records.
Naturally, I know the magical function and value of this dream stone.
Looking at the overjoyed Master of Treasure Peak, An Qingli kindly reminded: "This dream stone can easily make people fall into nightmares or dreams that they don't want to wake up from. I hope Master Master and Uncle Dao Lord will be more careful.
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"You don't need to remind me about this. We who refine weapons don't know this yet!" The master of Treasure Peak smiled with his face flushed. He held the Dream Stone in his arms and began to chase away the guests. "No outsiders are allowed to disturb the craftsmanship. Leave the blood of your heart, just
You can go out and wait, and come back to pick up what you want in two or three months. Master and I are here to ensure that you are satisfied."
An Qingli naturally did as he was told, took out the blood from his heart, and specifically told the smelting fire not to show off its power randomly. Then he left the weapon refining room and returned to the flower-filled Grandmaster Peak with his sword.
The brighter the sun, the stronger the fragrance of flowers, and An Qingli couldn't help but sneeze.
Master's taste...
An Qingli covered his nose with his sleeves and returned to Xiaojing Lake.
Xiaojing Lake is better, with green trees and clear water, and its aura is richer than Grandmaster Peak.
The little fox didn't go to Grandmaster Peak and stayed in Xiaojing Lake to look after his family. An Qingli went into seclusion in the small earthen kiln to practice for a few days, then took up the red flame sword and went to the ring to find someone to fight with.
His appearance didn't change much this time, just like the time he met An's family.
Her original intention was to walk around the sect with this slightly gloomy look from now on, so as not to have to worry about changing it every day.
However, many people in the sect have recognized An Qingli's appearance, and some have her portraits in their hands. Each one of them is extremely polite to the master's first disciple, especially when it is rumored that Ji Dandan fell into the hands of this master's disciple.
He became more and more respectful to An Qingli.
An Qingli took the initiative to jump on the stage and compete with the defender on the stage. Seeing that he was the master's disciple, the defender jumped off the stage and surrendered without even fighting for fear of hurting this noble man.
An Qingli was so depressed that he took the Thunder Winged Tiger back to Xiaojing Lake. He came down the mountain the next day and changed his face, turning into an ordinary female foundation-building cultivator. Only then did the others show their true abilities.
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After more than two months of fighting with guns and swords, I finally received the summons from the master of Treasure Peak.
An Qingli was filled with excitement, riding the extremely long Speeding Rabbit, and couldn't wait to rush to Treasure Peak.
Red clouds were all over the top of Baoqi Peak, and there were strange movements and the sound of houses collapsing.
An Qingli was still at the foot of the mountain when he heard a joyful exclamation from the sea.
"Owner!"
It is the ecstatic sound of the smelting fire.
An Qingli raised his eyes and saw, under the red light in the sky, a fiery red flying sword that looked like it was cast from magma, suddenly coming from the top of the mountain.
"I like my new house so much!" Like a smelting fire covered in armor, before he finished speaking, it suddenly turned into a flying carpet. It slipped from the four feet of the Speedy Rabbit, and carried the Speedy Rabbit and Ann.
The green fence carried it to the sky.
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