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Chapter 45

"I said, why are you so stunned? Use real fire to help me refine this spiritual weapon." Chen Pipi urged anxiously.

"You can practice as you say!" Shen Lang looked at the war hammer in front of him, but the more he looked at it, the more envious he became. Even the sword shopkeeper couldn't surrender. Doesn't that mean that this war hammer is more powerful than the soul-beating stick?

Moreover, Shen Lang's proud demonic body is quite powerful. If he can use such a war hammer and combine it with the terrifying physical strength, his strength may be even higher.

"In this case, I will help you refine it, and you can lend me your war hammer for a few days," Shen Lang said.

"You have a good idea. It's been almost two years since I got this warhammer. I haven't used it even once, so you want to use it first?" Chen Pipi shook his head repeatedly.

"If you don't agree, we won't talk about the really hot stuff." Shen Lang deliberately turned a serious face.

"Oh, then I know." Chen Pipi was not angry, but he laughed sinisterly and shouted at the top of his voice, "Take a look, look, Shen Lang has real..."

"Hey! Stop it, stop it!" Shen Lang hurriedly blocked Chen Pipi's mouth, fearing that this guy would reveal the word "real fire".

"Hey, we are all brothers, why bother forcing me to do it for real." Chen Pipi showed a mean smile.

"Fuck! Is there any brother like you?" Shen Lang's head was full of black lines, thinking to himself, they are all incompetent people, Liu An is so honest, so cute. But this guy Chen Pipi

Why are you more shameless than yourself?

Is it possible that Cheng Cheng is thick-skinned because of his fat face?

"I can help you practice! But you have to give me some benefits!" Shen Lang didn't like to suffer losses. Chen Pipi actually dared to threaten him, which made him a little unhappy.

"Then how many spirit stones do you want?" Chen Pipi blinked.

"One million!" Shen Lang said loudly.

"Take a look, take a look..." Chen Pipi opened his voice again.

"Half a million!"

"Take a look..."

"Damn! Two hundred thousand can't be less!"

"Look..."

"Look at your sister! The secret of Zhenhuo was almost exposed by you bastards." Shen Lang gritted his teeth: "If you don't give me 200,000 yuan, there is no need to discuss anything."

"Hey, it's a deal." Seeing that Shen Lang seemed to be really angry, Chen Pipi immediately stopped with a smile on his fat face.

"It's not very convenient here. Come with me to Danfang." Shen Lang's expression finally softened a little when he heard that he had received two hundred thousand spirit stones.

After all, it doesn't take much effort to simply refine it, and it's more cost-effective than refining an elixir. After all, a second-grade elixir is only worth twenty to thirty thousand spiritual stones. He won't suffer any loss by helping Chen Pipi refine a war hammer.

There was no words to say all the way, and the two of them quickly returned to the alchemy room.

Except for the Miss Xia family and Xia Xingyuan, no one dared to approach the pure place of the alchemy room. And those two or three people basically knew that Shen Lang had real fire, so after entering the alchemy room, Shen Lang had no scruples.

Then the real fire was taken out.

"White real fire, Yanxin has a sword, this is the first time I have seen such real fire." Chen Pipi praised, but his little eyes were always staring at his war hammer.

The real fire rises and gradually surrounds the entire war hammer. The refining process is extremely boring. And having experience in refining the soul-beating stick, Shen Lang knows very well that this time it may take several hours.

Time passed very quickly, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye. However, Chen Pipi kept staring at the golden war hammer with his eyes eager and affectionate, and his expression cautious, as if the war hammer was his wife.

"Can you please stop being so stubborn here?" Shen Lang frowned slightly.

"Hey, I won't affect you." Chen Pipi rubbed his hands awkwardly, but didn't even look at Shen Lang.

"But I'm not used to you standing here." Shen Lang said directly.

He was really not used to it. After all, he had been alone when using real fire to refine elixirs for more than ten days. Chen Pipi was watching from the side, which always made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"That won't work." Chen Pipi finally raised his head and glanced at Shen Lang, and said rudely: "What if you succeed in refining it later and claim my war hammer with blood? Then the baby will be yours.

I ran away and became your blood-refined magic weapon, and I cried without even crying."

"Damn! Am I such a shameless person?" Shen Lang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Aren't you such a shameless person?" Chen Pipi looked unbelieving.

"Okay, then just keep an eye on it." Shen Lang nodded.

Shen Lang is indeed a bit shameless, and he does like this war hammer. However, Shen Lang cannot do such a thing as directly stealing Chen Pipi's treasure. After all, he has some principles. After all, Chen Pipi belongs to Liu An.

The second brother is a person who has nothing to do. There is always something wrong with trapping treasures from acquaintances.

Moreover, although Chen Pipi seemed very unreliable and even a bit despicable, Shen Lang knew that this person was worth getting to know deeply.

Shameless? If you can be seen as shameless at a glance, can it still be considered shameless? Well, even if it is shameless, at least it is an aboveboard shamelessness. It is nothing more than a thicker skin than ordinary people.

Taoist Cang Jie of the Lingyun Sect, who appeared to be sanctimonious on the surface and had been a teacher for four years, directly robbed Shen Lang of all his wealth after Shen Lang was in trouble. He even heard about Zhenhuo and sent a ruthless

Hunting and killing people. That is truly despicable and inhumane.

And Zhao Dejing... In the past, he and Shen Lang were brothers, but for the sake of real fire, he forced Shen Lang to a narrow escape in the Immortal Demon Forest...

Thinking about these things silently, unknowingly, the true fire became more intense and turbulent as Shen Lang's mood changed.

"Hey! Don't be distracted. Don't break it." Chen Pipi looked at the sudden flames and took a few steps back in fright. "In the worst case, I'll leave first."

"I'm afraid, more than ten days ago, my soul-beating stick was refined with all my strength and lasted for three hours. How old is it now? It's still early." Shen Lang said nonchalantly.

"But, it seems to me that the war hammer is almost red-hot..." Chen Pipi said cautiously.

"Uh..." Shen Lang was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that the war hammer in the real fire was buzzing fiercely, and it was really burning red. Obviously, the spiritual power contained inside the war hammer could no longer withstand the real fire.

Calcined. "It's so fast? It shouldn't be."

After a brief moment of consternation, Shen Lang suddenly realized a problem. A dozen days ago, he seemed to be in the first level of Qi refining! True fire requires the monk's true energy to activate. Therefore, the higher the monk's cultivation level, the more powerful the true fire.

It will become bigger. Now that he is in the fifth level of Qi refining, when he exerts his full strength, the power of the real fire will naturally be many times higher than before!

At this time, the struggling and trembling of the golden hammer had become weaker and weaker. Seeing this, Shen Lang quickly restrained his true fire. But at this moment, a strange wave suddenly came from the war hammer.

Buzz...

A strange picture appeared in Shen Lang's mind.

There was darkness between the sky and the earth, thick black clouds rolled in the sky, and the depressing atmosphere made people feel breathless. On the vast land, stood a strong man holding a golden hammer.

Boom...

A bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and the mountains and rivers of the earth were torn into pieces like a scroll. However, the thing that fell from the sky was indeed not thunder, but the war hammer in the man's hand...

Shen Lang's heart was trembling, but he finally understood why even the sword master's cultivation level could not conquer this war hammer!

Because this war hammer does not simply possess spirituality, but produces spiritual intelligence just like the small sword in his true fire!


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