"Okay, I'm going to get started, you can learn a little bit on the side." After Ling Chuxi said that, she began to sort out all kinds of fine gold and mithril.
"Okay, okay, this is the Xuan Kong Silver I got from the Meng family last time. Is it also useful for refining flying spiritual weapons? By the way, does refining the flying spiritual weapons require talisman refining?
Don't you want me to draw the runes for you..." Lan Xinyu was curious and excited as she circled around Ling Chuxi.
"How about you practice for a while, or sleep for a while, so as not to cause trouble for me?" Ling Chuxi stopped and said after being dizzy by her.
"Oh, then I'd better protect you." Lan Xinyu ran to the door excitedly, holding a golden whip in one hand and a dagger in the other, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Ling Chuxi was too lazy to pay attention to her. After sorting out the fine gold and mithril, she began to repair the core formation of Qingyun Shuttle.
"Didn't you say you wanted to refine a flying spiritual weapon? Why did you repair the formation again?" Lan Xinyu asked in confusion.
"We can't just run away and leave Mr. Ge and the others here to die after we have the flying spiritual weapon." Ling Chuxi explained, "In fact, the Qingyun Shuttle's formation has a stronger self-healing ability. As long as I repair this
The core formation, including the damage on the outside, can be repaired by itself, but it will take a little more time. I will repair this formation first, and then while the Qingyun Shuttle is repairing itself, I will refine the flying spiritual weapon."
"Oh, that's it." Seeing that Ling Chuxi did not start refining the flying spiritual weapon, Lan Xinyu felt bored and yawned.
Ling Chuxi had already memorized this core formation, and sincerely repaired it in the same way.
The tedious and complicated weapon refining techniques were executed one after another, and the already dim core formation once again emitted the light of the formation. The entire Qingyun Shuttle was shrouded in a mysterious halo, and the cracks on the surface slowly began to appear.
Self-repair.
After performing the last move, Ling Chuxi breathed a long sigh of relief. This formation was too complicated, and with her strength, she couldn't help but feel a little exhausted.
The core formation in front of her still looks a little damaged, but the most important parts have been restored as before. Ling Chuxi doesn't need to worry about the remaining details. She just needs to wait for it to repair itself. This is exactly what it used to be.
The brilliance of that venerable person.
Ling Chuxi asked herself, with her current level, it is still difficult to refine such an exquisite spiritual weapon formation, but she did not belittle herself, someone else was a master of the generation, and at her current age, it was difficult for her to compete with a master.
Comparison is inherently unfair. Ling Chuxi believes that as long as she is willing to work hard, her future achievements may not be inferior to that of that treasure.
Wiping the sweat from her forehead, Ling Chuxi looked at Lan Xinyu, and she immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
Only Miss Lan still maintained her previous posture, with a golden whip in one hand and a short sword in the other, but she no longer had the slightest caution like facing a powerful enemy. Her back was softly leaning against the wall, her eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of her mouth were hanging.
There was a trace of laughter, and he actually... fell asleep.
Is this what you call a Dharma protector? If you protect the Dharma like this, I'm afraid I'll die a hundred times.
"Xinyu, Xinyu." Ling Chuxi shouted funny.
"Ah...what happened? Is there an enemy?" Lan Xinyu woke up with a start, jumped up, and looked around with flashing eyes.
"Bang!" Before she could see clearly where the enemy was, her head hit the roof hard, and she fell down with a groan.
"Otherwise, you should go back to your room and sleep, or you can go outside and chat with Meng Zheng." Ling Chuxi shook her head and smiled bitterly.