Gusts of sinister wind blew out from the Zunhun Banner, making the entire bedroom look like a ghost.
Cheng Lin quietly sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at the translucent fighting spirits flying above his head, and felt very friendly in his heart.
"One soul...two souls...one hundred and eight souls."
After counting silently, Cheng Lin smiled, no more, no less, exactly one hundred and eight.
This was the battle spirit that Cheng Lin conveniently collected as they moved forward during the deduction.
Most of them are weak low-level war spirits, and there are thirty-six intermediate ones.
It sounds very powerful, but these were collected after being disabled. In the past year, because they were hiding in the flags, they did not recover much strength at all. The average strength of these more than a hundred shrimp soldiers and crab generals was only one or two percent, and the number was
It's scary, but in a real fight, he can probably only deal with a third- or fourth-grade monk, no matter how high he is.
"Well, this flag was originally repaired by Yu Fu to about 50%. It still has great potential. Although it is a group of shrimps and crabs, if it can be nurtured and recovered well, its power will exceed that of the five-core puppet."
Anyway, Cheng Lin felt that it had great potential and was a magical weapon that could be cultivated for a long time.
"Well, now that it's in my hands, I have to change the name. What should I call it?"
Cheng Lin held his chin and thought for a moment, then looked at its dark appearance and said, "Let's call it Black Flag."
After shaking, he put the flying war spirits back into the black banner's two-dimensional space. Cheng Lin picked up the Azik Bronze Whistle. He had not had a chance to test this magical weapon. It seemed to have a special effect on undead creatures.
, Cheng Lin hesitated, and finally gave up the idea of sneaking into the hospital morgue with it to test it.
"Put it away first. Maybe we can use it later. What should I change its name to? Well, it's also black, so let's call it Black Whistle."
So the copper whistle also got a new name.
Cheng Lin picked up another brick in turn, rubbed it, and renamed it "gold brick". He took out a bottle and named it "green bottle"...
Of the dozens of magic weapons, only a dozen of them he had actually figured out their uses for. Most of them were seriously damaged and could exert very little power. They could only be temporarily stored and slowly repaired when he had time later.
There aren't many that can be used for the time being...
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After sorting out the rest of the magic weapons, Cheng Lin finally picked up the "He Sword".
Compared to those magic weapons he picked up casually, the only thing he really valued was this magical weapon.
"In this exploration, my cultivation has not increased much, but I have gained a lot. On the one hand, it is a contribution point, and on the other hand, it is this sword, an immortal weapon. Unfortunately, it is too damaged. I don't know how difficult it will be to repair."
Cheng Lin touched the He Jian and murmured to himself. He hesitated and did not change its name after all.
"Try to repair it?"
Cheng Lin dragged over the green "Item Refining Furnace" in the shape of a square tripod, and casually shot out a ball of flames. Immediately, the flames rose up in the Item Refining Furnace. Just as he was about to put the He Sword in it, Cheng Lin
Lin suddenly frowned.
He only felt that at this moment, the golden dust inside the Dantian of his body was beginning to move, as if it was about to burst out of his body.
"Huh?"
Cheng Lin was slightly surprised, and after careful reflection, he realized that the movement of the golden dust at this moment was very similar to when he released his elemental power.
"Golden dust can amplify elemental abilities, but can it also amplify ghostly flames?"
This thought came up and he could no longer suppress it. Cheng Lin tentatively injected a wisp of spiritual energy into the refining furnace, which was mixed with a grain of dust. The next moment, he was surprised to see the flames of the refining furnace suddenly becoming fierce.
There are a lot of them, and the green furnace body is translucent.
"Is it really possible? It can actually increase the mysterious flames?"
This was completely unexpected. Cheng Lin never understood the mysterious golden particles in his body. He used them once at first, but then he never had the chance to use them again. By now, he has accumulated hundreds of them.
Cheng Lin had also guessed about it, and he vaguely guessed that it might be a certain state of spiritual energy.
Just like water vapor, it can be divided into gas, liquid and solid.
Cheng Lin felt that the dust might be the solid state of spiritual energy, but there was still no evidence.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore. It's been so long anyway, and it hasn't had a bad impact on me."
Cheng Lin shook his head and no longer bothered himself. The golden dust enhancing the ghost flame was always a good thing, and it also greatly improved the efficiency of the weapon refining.
"go!"
Cheng Lin gave a soft drink and threw the He Sword into the refining furnace. Immediately, the entire sword body was covered in ghostly flames.
Cheng Lin no longer thought about it, he just controlled the Youyan with one hand, took out a fine piece of spiritual ore with the other hand, and began to repair the fairy sword for the first time.
The refining time this time was extremely long. Cheng Lin only went out to have a quick meal and then came back to continue refining the weapon.
In this way, he practiced one night at a time.
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The next day, early morning.
When Cheng Lin was woken up by the alarm clock on his mobile phone, he only felt that his brain was groggy.
When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he had fallen asleep leaning against the bed without realizing it.
There was no flame in the refining furnace in front of me.
"It's so dangerous, why did I fall asleep?"
After checking, there was no sign of anyone coming in. Cheng Lin was relieved but also a little scared. It would have been terrible if someone had come in while he was sleeping last night.
"It seems you are too tired, please pay attention next time."
Cheng Lin smiled bitterly.
Taking the He Jian out of the refining furnace, a message immediately popped up in his brain:
[Damage degree: 97%]
Cheng Lin was suddenly surprised, and then he was pleasantly surprised. After more than ten hours of busy work, he was able to successfully repair 1%? This made him extremely happy.
"Finally, the work was not in vain, but I don't know if this efficiency can be maintained."
Cheng Lin rubbed the He sword and thought.
After being repaired by 1%, the He Jian has not changed much, and its appearance is almost unchanged. However, if you look closely, you will find that it suddenly has a hint of ethereal spirituality.
Yes, it feels like a dead thing coming to life.
Or like a shriveled seed, dyed with a hint of green.
It was very subtle, but it was a real change, which made Cheng Lin very satisfied.
After putting the refining furnace and the Hejian into the initial space, Cheng Lin went to the bathroom to wash his face, ran downstairs to buy a cup of coffee, and ate some breakfast before finally feeling relieved.
"Cheng Lin? You got up so early?"
Just when he had just swallowed the last piece of grilled sausage, Feng Qi and other small lapels came down from upstairs.
"Good morning, everyone." Cheng Lin greeted with a smile, then looked at the neatly dressed people and asked, "Are you going to go out? What's the matter?"
Feng Qi was slightly startled when he heard this, then smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Didn't you wake up? Didn't you read the notice? Contribution points will start to be distributed today, and everyone is preparing to go together. I thought you knew it."
Issue contribution points?
Cheng Lin's eyes lit up, and the remaining sleepiness immediately disappeared.
He stood up and said, "I'll go too!"
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Half an hour later, Cheng Lin and his party arrived at the beach.
This place is still under martial law. After a full day of work yesterday, the materials have been roughly calculated and inventoried, but they have not been transported yet. The beach has become a temporary material distribution center for the four major departments and bureaus, as well as offices.
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It was not even eight o'clock when Cheng Lin arrived, but already many people were here.
The lapels of various major departments and bureaus were chatting and laughing, and it was crowded.
The salty sea breeze blew in his face, the sun rose in the east, and the morning sun was beautiful. Cheng Lin felt refreshed and was thinking about how much he could gain. Suddenly, laughter came from behind him, followed by a call:
"Ma Xiangguo? Is that you?"
Cheng Lin's face facing the sea breeze immediately froze, he turned around and said expressionlessly: "My name is really not Ma Xiangguo!"
"We know, haha."
Opposite him, the twin sisters Li Jin and Li Yu from the Sixth Hospital were standing pretty in front of him. The younger sister Li Yu was holding the "Aladdin Magic Lamp" with a narrow smile on her face...Mobile version website: m.