Duan De's dice is filled with poison bricks to prevent poisonous gas from leaking out. It is a very powerful space magic weapon.
"What do you want with that dice?" Duan De asked Sosou, but he still didn't want to give it to him.
The main reason is that there are very few space magic weapons of that level. If one is used, one will be missing, and he will not be able to reproduce it.
Ye Qingfeng said: "Study the formation pattern and carve a large space formation similar to a dice."
"Hey, this is also okay?" Duan De was surprised.
Ye Qingfeng said: "You have to try."
"Infinite Heavenly Lord, this is incredible!" Duan De exclaimed, "Little ancestor, is it possible for you to grow into a master of weapon refining?"
Xi and Tu Tian's eyes lit up. Becoming a master of formations was already very impressive.
If he also became a master of weapon refining, it would be even more eye-catching.
Also, true masters of weapon refining have very high attainments in rune formations. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and the blacksmiths in the world.
Ye Qingfeng smiled and said: "I'm not a skilled weapon refiner, but it's not difficult to carve talisman patterns on the original material, such as carvings."
"Please give me a clear explanation, little ancestor!" Duan De asked respectfully.
Ye Qingfeng said:
"Those six stripped stone slabs are rare and rare materials in the world.
I plan to carve space patterns on the backs of the six stone slabs, then glue them together and reassemble them into dice shapes.
When not in use, it is just a small dice placed next to me.
When you use it, throw the dice, and it will bloom on its own like a flower, and a vast array of stars will rush out, killing the enemy in an instant."
Duan De imagined that scene in his mind and couldn't help but raise his thumb and praised: "Wonderful! Excellent!"
Ye Qingfeng stretched out a hand from the isolation formation and said, "Where are the dice?"
"Here! Here!" Duan De quickly dug through his sleeves and robes, took out a small and exquisite dice, handed it over with both hands, and said, "Waiting for the good news of our little ancestor."
Ye Qingfeng held the dice in his hand, reinforced the isolation array again, took out the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, took the chessboard pieces and dice, and entered the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar.
The vastness inside the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar is like a completely different world.
That vast space seems to be bigger than the Big Dipper star under your feet.
The six huge chessboards, like rootless duckweeds, are suspended in the magic jar, making them look a lot smaller.
Ye Qingfeng sat cross-legged steadily in the dark void, like a little luminous Bodhisattva.
She threw the space dice into the void. The space dice did not fall or fly far. She just wanted to stand still in front of her eyes.
Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes, used his spiritual consciousness, and studied every detail of the dice in space.
In the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, everything rotates slowly according to a fixed trajectory.
The people and things in it may not be aware of it.
Therefore, Ye Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, was like an eternal god. While staring at the dice as small as dust in front of him, he kept rotating with the vast space in the magic jar.
Sacred and lonely.
Huge yet small.
After practicing the chessboard patterns, Ye Qingfeng has become quite adept at controlling the patterns and memorizing the complex patterns.
The patterns on the space dice are very complex, especially at each edge and corner, and the folded and curved patterns show the skill of the craftsman even more.
To create such an exquisite space dice, one must be very patient and considerate.
Not every weapon refining master has such a delicate mind.
For example, the Heaven-Swallowing Devil's Jar made by the ruthless emperor using his own flesh and blood torso is a slightly rough peasant pottery jar in appearance. From the perspective of weapon refining, it is indeed a so-so weapon.
However, the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar is a show-off, and the formation patterns inside are extremely complicated and shocking.
And the runes on the surface of this space dice are densely packed. Upon closer inspection, they look like miniature sculptures, extremely fine and incomparable from the outside.
The simple and unpretentious Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar is two extremes.
Ye Qingfeng kept observing and observing the six faces on the dice, memorizing the runes on the six faces.
Then, she injected some spiritual power into the dice.
The dice flashed with brilliance and suddenly grew bigger.
Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes wide, paying attention to the changes in the runes on each side of the dice.
Originally, the dice became larger in an instant.
However, in Ye Qingfeng's eyes, the process of growing bigger was actively slowed down.
Ye Qingfeng concentrated on observing the falling and connecting of the runes as the dice grew larger.
It's like a river changing its course.
Some of the runes that were connected together separated on their own.
Some runes that were originally separated suddenly came together like magnets attracting each other.
At this moment, the flashing runes no longer looked like runes, but like vivid rivers.
Those runes came to life in Ye Qingfeng's eyes, and gradually came to life in Ye Qingfeng's sea of consciousness.
Ye Qingfeng disassembled the runes and restored them again in the sea of consciousness.
The disassembly was successful and the restoration was also very successful.
After all, after training in dismantling large formations and training in large chessboard formations, Ye Qingfeng's ability to dismantle and reassemble formations has improved by leaps and bounds, making a qualitative leap.
Now, if she were to look at the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and comprehend the emperor-level formation patterns left by the ruthless emperor, she would probably be able to comprehend a little more than before.
"I see."
Ye Qingfeng raised the corners of her lips confidently, and her little face shone brightly. She looked like the most beautiful and charming three-year-old girl in the world.
After a while, Ye Qingfeng closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and built six stone slabs in the sea of consciousness.
The six stone slabs were scattered separately.
She used her thoughts to carve patterns on the stone slab.
After several months in the tomb, she had gained considerable experience in dismantling the pattern.
Therefore, on each stone slab, she first carves the Tao pattern in the middle.
After the Dao lines in the middle were carved, she assembled the six stone slabs into a box shape, and then carved connecting Dao lines on the edges and corners.
In the sea of consciousness, everything is based on Ye Qingfeng's thoughts, so everything is progressing extremely smoothly.
Ye Qingfeng raised the corners of his lips and opened his eyes.
Six chessboards, motionless, quietly appeared in front of Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng's brilliance flashed out of the sea of bitterness, and he sacrificed a green copper block.
The green copper block is a fragment of the imperial weapon. The material is extremely hard, far harder than the black spear, and even higher than the bones of Gu Aotian.
Therefore, the stone skin that the jet-black spear struggled to scratch through may be vulnerable to the green copper block.
Ye Qingfeng poured some spiritual power into the green copper block, and began to carve complex patterns on the back of the chessboard like he was holding a sharp carving knife.
Lines of flowing lines, like deep and shallow ravines, gradually formed on the back of the chessboard.