[Ding, you have opened the system treasure chest (gold)]
[Ding, you have obtained the first-level strengthening stone (green)]
[Ding, you have obtained the first-level strengthening stone (green)]
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[Ding, you have obtained the first-level professional skill book [Fufeng Song] (Bard)]
[Ding, you have obtained an alchemy formula (requires identification)]
[Ding, you got [Golden Sun Shooting Bow] (Purple)]
[Ding, you have obtained the gang establishment order (orange)]
[Ding, you got 1 gold and 25 silver coins]
[Ding, you got Intermediate Sun Water*5]
[Ding, you got lucky charm*5]
[Ding, you have obtained merit*50]
Xianle kept ringing, even after being resurrected and returned to the city. Xia Miaomiao was so dumb that she couldn't even speak as she saw the messages on the system's daily channel flooding the screen.
Teammates were screaming in the channel, especially the Saints of Huaguo Mountain, where they were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves. Everyone was saying, Miaomiao is awesome, Miaomiao is mighty, Miaomiao is a great beauty, Miaomiao loves you to death...
The happiness at this moment really caught people off guard. Xia Miaomiao's mind was so dizzy that she could only stand there and giggle.
When all the teammates rushed over, they all hugged her excitedly and laughed and jumped. Several men also took the opportunity to eat her tofu. The Saint of Huaguoshan went the most extreme, rubbing her hair until it was like a chicken.
Nest-like.
"ah!
"
It wasn't until everyone's enthusiasm subsided a little that Xia Miaomiao's reflex arc sent a screaming command to her mouth. She found her best friend in the crowd, rushed over and hugged her, "I succeeded Xiaoyu, I succeeded, haha..."
"Uh huh huh!"
Du Shiyu was really convinced by her best friend this time. She was so good at finding opportunities at every opportunity. Even she was confused at that time. She only knew how to mechanically throw skills and rush towards the treasure chest, but her best friend could still keep a clear mind and touch the chicken thieves in one fell swoop.
Arrived at the treasure chest.
How many people are fighting for it? There is also a team of rich people who have come from a professional background. The scene is chaotic... I really don’t know where my best friend’s cleverness comes from. It’s so clever.
By this time, the regional channel had already flooded the screen. Many people were asking who got the treasure box in the end. They were unwilling to accept it, beating their chests and feet, and envious... There were also people asking for what was in the golden treasure box, and begging the boss to post a picture.
After celebrating like this for a while, everyone calmed down and started thinking about the distribution of the spoils.
A worry emerged in most people's minds. It was Xia Miaomiao who touched the box, and all the things were on her. If it was her...there was really nothing the others could do.
The system treasure chest is different from the prop drop. Whoever touches it belongs to whomever. Although everyone has spoken before the action, whatever is touched belongs to the collective family. Only if you use it can you keep it as a reward for touching the treasure, but...
Whether you have signed an agreement or not, and the system does not protect it, who can face such huge benefits and remain unmoved?
Not to mention others, Yijiang Chunliu was very nervous. Although he trusted Xia Miaomiao, but...who could be 100% sure?
We ask ourselves, if it were ourselves...
[Ding, a sapling from a family member donated level 1 strengthening stone*6]
[Ding, a sapling from a family member donated the first-level professional skill book [Fufeng Song] (Bard)]
[Ding, a sapling from a family member donated an alchemy formula (requires identification)]
[Ding, a family member donated a small sapling to build a gang (orange)]
[Ding, a family member donated 1 gold and 25 silver from a sapling]
[Ding, a family member donated a small sapling of lucky charms (blue)*5]
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then they all cheered.
"Miao Miao is very particular!"
"Sister Miao Miao is so awesome!"
"Sister Miao Miao is so powerful!"
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I used to be Xiao Miaomiao or Xiao Tiantian, but now I am Sister Miaomiao?
Xia Miaomiao pretended to be arrogant and raised her chin, "A villain's heart is like a gentleman's. Don't think that I don't know what you were thinking just now. Am I, little sapling, that kind of person?"
Although it was a joke, it still made Ansheng admire him. If it were him, would he be able to hand over such a huge amount of wealth so casually and without blinking an eye?
Du Shiyu, on the other hand, had no doubts about his best friend's character, so he didn't have much emotion, "That's it, no more?"
"There is also a bow that you promised to give to me!" Xia Miaomiao said hurriedly.
Yijiang Chunshui looked at the [Guild Founding Order] in the family warehouse and almost wanted to cry. Hearing this, he quickly said: "Since Miao Miao can use it, it must be hers."
"Why didn't I use it? Why are you so lucky?" Du Shiyu was so angry that she wanted to take action.
"That's it, old...this fairy has a pale face." Xia Miaomiao said proudly.
"Miao Miao, come out quickly and let's take a look."
"Yes, yes, it won't be purple, right?"
Xia Miaomiao held back the joy that was about to overflow and posted the Golden Sun Shooting Bow on the family channel.
Now even Du Shiyu is jealous to death. He has more than 1,000 combat powers before he has been appraised. He has not reached 2,000 even after he has been appraised. With the blessing of this piece of equipment, his best friend can enter the rankings. As for me, I have been busy for a long time.
ah.
This guy got all the benefits.
But she still doesn't know how to restrain herself. Seeing how proud she is, she really deserves a beating.
"Take it out and have a look, Miaomiao, is it okay?"
"You can't equip it, so what are you looking at?"
"Look, look, it's a feast for the eyes."
"Yeah, yeah, that's awesome. There aren't many purple weapons in the whole server, right?"
"It's not on the rankings anyway, they're hiding it, there must be something fishy."
"Maybe it's Canaan Company's drag."
"Uh-huh!"
Xia Miaomiao's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she pretended to shirk for a while before taking out the Golden Sun-Chasing Bow.
If you can't equip it, you can't add attributes, and it feels awkward to hold it in your hand.
Despite this, when the golden long bow appeared in everyone's eyes, its exaggerated shape, incomprehensible beauty, sharp lines... just like a stunning beauty, it made people drool.
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In reality, Ding Jian is also making his first 'magic equipment'.
The first is a piece of magical flame bird feathers, which is placed in a sealed black wooden box with a seal like a talisman on the surface.
This seal is very strange. There is no glue, but it "sticks" the box extremely firmly. Ding Jian tried it secretly, but he couldn't open it even with all his strength. It seemed that the seal was not made of paper, but welded on it.
a piece of iron plate.
Opening it requires the correct steps. Ding Jian chanted a difficult-to-speak incantation and outlined a very simple spell concept in his mind. His fingers seemed to have their own brains and made corresponding spell-casting movements.
"Poof!", the magic lines on the seal all lit up, then turned into ashes, and finally dispersed like smoke and dust, completely dissolved in the air.
The seal is broken.
Ding Jian carefully opened the box, and a faint red light illuminated his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and an unusually red feather appeared in the box.
It was fourteen centimeters long and five centimeters wide. It looked like a flame at first sight. Ding Jian carefully clamped it with tweezers. The unexpected weight made him look obsessed.
There is magic material!
This piece alone is of immeasurable value.
It carefully placed the feathers on the stand of the crafting table and began preparations for the next process.
Use the same method to open another black wooden box. This time, a branch appears. The branches and leaves have been removed, leaving only two very delicate branches. The surface of the branch has been treated, and the surface is dark and leathery.
The glaze color is engraved with complicated magic patterns, and several interface positions are reserved.
He put on his eyes, slowed down his breathing, carefully placed the branch on the crafting table, and breathed a sigh of relief.
At the end is a vial of strange powder.
The powder is colored, about 5 grams, and relatively speaking, the magic power is more intense.
Ignite the alcohol stove and the tongs pot starts to smoke. Add 100 ml of purified water. When the water starts to boil, carefully pour the powder into it.
Dozens of prepared magic powders are dissolved in the water, and the water vapor begins to take on a glowing color. This color is changing, red and green, purple and red... The water vapor is also dispersed, but is tied to the sky above the solution, and the more and more
The gathering is more obvious.
At this time, Ding Jian began to get nervous. He picked up a small brush, dipped it in a little solution very carefully, and began to paint along the texture engraved on the surface of the branch.
Mental power joins in, extending from the steady fingers to the end of the small brush, feeling the 'warmth' of the solution, as if touching another layer of skin.
Ding Jian tried his best to control it, and while moving the small brush, he "commanded" the 'warmth' of these abnormal flames to penetrate into the texture of the surface of the branches.
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Half an hour later, he breathed a sigh of relief and saw that the branches were somewhat similar to the real ones in the textbook.
It used to be a branch, but now it's a semi-finished apprentice's staff.
The magic pattern seems to be alive. In the field of vision, a stream of light evaporates, as if it can breathe. The fascinating glimmer of light flickers and the frequency is extremely unstable.
Ding Jian didn't dare to neglect, picked up the pliers, picked up the flamingo's territory, and stretched it towards the reserved opening that was thinner than a hair.
At this time, he didn't dare to breathe. The small feathers seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his fingers were trembling unbearably. His mental strength and little magic power began to be consumed, and an unruly magic power came from the feathers.
On the surface, what he is holding is a piece of feather, and the tentacles of his spirit are holding it, but in fact he is taming an unruly flame. It is beating, it is agitated, it is breaking away from Ding Jian's shackles, it... wants to fly away.
Ding Jian didn't know how he persisted. A piece of flamingo feathers was embedded in the interface that was thinner than a hair. In an instant, the magic pattern lit up again, and the staff began to tremble, with a bang.
A flame exploded, burning off his eyebrows and Liu Han.
There was a commotion in the classroom, and the students looked at Ding Jian's dark face and wanted to laugh.
After the flames went out, the staff changed its appearance. It no longer looked like a branch. The feathers also turned into crystals and grew together with the 'branch'.
"The junior apprentice staff was successfully made," Xiao Qi said in a dull voice.
The students then cheered, and Ding Jian, whose head was still smoking, smiled with his white teeth and waved his freshly baked staff under the podium.
The students began to applaud and pay sincere respect to their ‘assistant teachers’.
“Assistant Professor Ding, let’s try it!?”
"Assistant Professor Ding, come here!"
"How about a Transfiguration, just like in Harry Potter?"
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Ding Jian waved his hands repeatedly, joking, transfiguration?
Not to mention that the instructor didn't teach him, let's just say that at his current level, if he can fully display [Fire Technique], it would be considered an extraordinary performance, and he can even transform into a ghost.
"Come on, come on, come on!"
"Then one?"
"Come on, everyone applauds!"
There was another round of applause, and Ding Jian did not show any pretense. He waved his staff in his right hand and chanted a difficult syllable. With his eyes half closed, he pointed the staff towards the side of the podium.
Boom, a piece of flame shot out, ignited the air in a small area, and burned into a 1 meter by 1 meter fire out of thin air.
The heat wave was scorching, and the students screamed in shock, and a few junior girls who had just enrolled even screamed.
"The fire spell was cast successfully, casting difficulty: 0, casting time 3.5, casting distance 2.1, spell effect: B, spell difficulty: A, evaluation: B+." Xiao Qi's voice was very cold, "Start class!"
The classroom became quiet, and Ding Jian left the crafting table, carefully placed the made staff into a black wooden box, and sealed it tightly.
"...The manufacturing process of magic items that you just saw. Generally speaking, magic items use magic patterns according to the properties of the magic materials themselves to effectively construct various wholes that bring out these properties..."
On the podium, Ding Jian spoke very carefully and seriously, "Now everyone, please turn to page 24 of [Introduction to Magic]. Today we will learn a new spell configuration and magic pattern type."
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Outside the classroom, Bei Gaoyang nodded and walked back to another classroom.
A meditation class was taking place in this classroom. In the dim and closed light, more than twenty students sat cross-legged on mats, and a lucid voice was explaining and guiding them.
"...My heart sinks, don't think about anything..."
"call!"
A snoring sound broke the mysterious and quiet atmosphere, and the explanation voice suddenly lit up with uncontrollable laughter. Huo Lei, one of the three assistant teachers, angrily twisted a sleeping guy up.
There was a burst of shouting and scolding.
Bei Gaoyang smiled, as if he was infected by the atmosphere of the class.
Ten minutes later, when I went down to the first floor, the fallen angel of light was sitting on the sofa, yawning out of boredom. She was lying on the sofa, her body was thrillingly undulating. Yu Qingdong and a man in Chinese tunic suit were sitting upright, neither daring to look at her.
