This animal skin recording the formula of the magic weapon was probably made of a special material and seemed to be able to be preserved for a long time even in extremely harsh environments. Therefore, after checking it, the three of them each made a copy of the refining method of the magic weapon.
As for the original animal skin, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng threw it to Wang Baole. After all, among the three of them, Wang Baole was the only one who was a magic weapon master. If the magic weapon formula had not had certain reference value, the two of them would not have made a rubbing. After all, even if
It is also difficult to refine even if it is rubbed.
In addition, Zhao Yameng and Zhuo Yifan are playing their part when it comes to elixirs. The two are now at a critical moment of breakthrough in cultivation. They are in great need of this kind of external force. After all, they are only one step away from the goal at this moment, especially Zhao Yameng.
So in terms of the distribution of elixirs, the two of them took most of them, and Wang Baole only took the elixirs he needed for the rest of the retreat.
The next step was to distribute the disciple tokens. Zhuo Yifan looked at Wang Baole with a smile and immediately chose to give up. On the one hand, he knew that his contribution was not enough, and on the other hand, he also understood Wang Baole's dream and the beauty of natural adulthood.
Zhao Yameng was like this too. Without even looking at the tokens, he directly dialed them to Wang Baole with a wave of his hand. This made Wang Baole excited. He was still thinking about how to speak before. Although we were all good brothers, these tokens were after all.
What a war effort.
"Yameng, Yifan, don't worry. As long as I become the president of the Federation, you two will be my right-hand man. Then the three of us brothers will achieve the goal of human emperor together!" Wang Baole spoke emotionally, and he did not notice Zhao Yameng in his high spirits.
His face was slightly cold, and he obviously had some resistance to the word "brother".
Zhuo Yifan smiled dumbly and handed the compasses of the three magic weapons to Zhao Yameng. He took away the other eighth-grade magic weapon and then placed the broken ninth-grade spear in front of Wang Baole.
With the relationship between the three of them, there was no need to say anything more. After all the resources were allocated, they scanned the surroundings again and made sure that there was no obstruction here before starting their respective retreats.
For Zhuo Yifan, his determination to make himself strong is extremely firm. He does not want what happened when he was kidnapped by his family to happen again. He has not mentioned that experience of being imprisoned in the family to anyone, but in
In his heart, it was a tearing pain that was difficult to heal.
Therefore, he is extremely eager to become a strong man, even if it requires paying a price, he can accept it. For example, the inheritance he has learned this time, in fact, after deducing and judging, he knows that after practicing this inheritance to the end, he is afraid that there will be no one or no soldiers.
Soldier, but he can bear such consequences as long as he becomes stronger!
Therefore, in retreat at this moment, on the one hand, he wants to break through to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, and on the other hand, he needs to use the magical power of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Weapon to fuse the warriors in his body. Even if he tried this process before, it was painful.
It was as if his bones were cramping, but the firmness and decisiveness in his eyes revealed the incomparable ruthlessness in his heart!
As for Zhao Yameng, although she does not have the same desire to become a strong person as Zhuo Yifan, she is worthy of being ranked at the forefront in this early era of federal civilization, both in terms of her background and her own qualifications. The most important thing is that she
Although she doesn't have much desire to become a strong person, she has a strong attachment to practice and the great path her father once mentioned.
"Meng'er, there are three thousand avenues, although all of them can lead to the legendary origin, but the width is different. According to my father's judgment, the formation path that is most suitable for you is not a shortcut, but its achievements are great.
, enough to be listed in the top ten!"
This was mentioned in a conversation between Zhao Yameng and her father when she chose Piaomiao Taoist Temple. Even now, Zhao Yameng still remembers it. At this moment, as her eyes are closed, her heart slowly emerges from the ancient formation of Ecang.
, countless arrangements and formations, slowly immersed in it. While comprehending the formations, the pill in her mouth quickly turned into a driving force, supporting her understanding while also bombarding the foundation.
The shackles!
Seeing that both of them were beginning to retreat, even though Zhao Yameng arranged a formation before retreating, and even the cross-legged figure did not dare to appear here, he was still a little worried. After all, although this place was relatively safe, it was only relatively safe compared to the sea of fire outside.
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So in deep thought, Wang Baole patted the storage bag and took the little donkey out. After arriving at Cangmang Dao Palace, Wang Baole started to be busy and almost forgot about the little donkey. At this moment, he took it out of the storage bag.
, the little donkey was a little wilted, lying there, looking at Wang Baole resentfully.
"Son!"
"Son, what the heck! Get up and work, keep an eye on your surroundings, and scream if you're in danger!" Wang Baole felt a little guilty, secretly thinking that he seemed to be really unfit to be a father, and always forgot about his sons.
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"Hey, I seem to have a son who I forgot..." Wang Baole scratched his head and was about to recall that Zhao Yameng, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly erupted from his body with an aura comparable to that of a pill.
"This is an impact!!" Wang Baole looked over immediately, no longer wondering which son he had forgotten, until he was sure that although Zhao Yameng's impact would continue for a while, it seemed that it had accumulated enough, so he could not bear it.
What problems could arise? Then he kicked the little donkey who looked aggrieved.
"Hurry up and get to work!" Wang Baole glared.
The little donkey snorted immediately and lazily got up helplessly. He looked around with a look of despair. This look made Wang Baole feel a little guilty, so he felt soft and struggled to take out the only remaining parts of his body.
of an opened bag of snacks.
There are less than ten pieces left in it. Whenever Wang Baole misses the Federation, he will take out one piece and put it in his mouth and lick it. It can be said that it is his true love, but at the moment, it is obvious that his love for his son surpasses everything else.
, so Wang Baole gritted his teeth and took out a piece and threw it to the little donkey.
The little donkey's eyes lit up, and he hurried over and was about to eat it, but he seemed to find it a bit strange, so he smelled it and looked hesitant...
"Get out of here, what do you mean? I'll give you another chance to show your expression again!" Wang Baole's face suddenly turned ugly. He stared at the little donkey, raised his hands and pinched each other's fingers, making a clicking sound.
The little donkey shivered, and the expression on his face instantly changed to excitement and desire. He ate the snack in one bite without hesitation, and looked intoxicated. Only then did Wang Baole pat its head with satisfaction.
"Okay, now that you have eaten my treasure, go and protect the Dharma!" After Wang Baole said that, he sat down cross-legged without paying attention, took out the elixir, swallowed it, and began to meditate.
His cultivation level has reached the peak of the early stage of pill formation before, and is only a hair away from the middle stage of pill formation. After experiencing many inheritances here, although he has not understood them all, the gains are huge, which is far different from the middle stage of pill formation.
That slight distance has long been passed. At this moment, with the movement of cultivation and the melting of the power of the elixir, the impact immediately began!
Seeing Wang Baole retreating in seclusion, the little donkey was posing as a patrol and guard, and immediately retched. With its appetite for eating anything, it actually appeared to be retching. This was the first time that it had happened. It had been vomiting for a long time, and it looked like it was
Nothing was vomited, and the little donkey sighed obviously. In desperation, he lowered his head and licked the ground, and clicked without thinking. But nothing happened on the ground, but it jumped up in pain.
As time went by, after three days, the little donkey was extremely bored here. Seeing that Wang Baole and the others had nothing to do, it turned to look at the sea of fire outside the edge not far away. After thinking about it, it quickly ran over and faced the sea of fire.
Just took a sip...
Obviously the sea of fire tastes bad. The little donkey's body trembled and his tongue stuck out. With no choice, he had no choice but to come back and continue to lie there, licking the ground, eyes rolling, wondering whether he should change his father. This fat man is too abusive.
I am not a good father.
It was not until seven days later that Zhuo Yifan made the first breakthrough. As a roar came from his body, a breath of foundation-building perfection, even infinitely close to forming a pill, erupted directly from his body.
Under this explosion, his body actually transformed into an illusory shadow that could only appear when forming a pill. It was a red flying sword!
This flying sword is unusual. It has no hilt, only a blade, and it is filled with ferocious serrations. It looks astonishingly evil!