Top of Qinglian

Chapter 1238 Refining the Puppet Beast
Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "Junior Sister Tian, ​​you should heal your injuries first! We will go to Wanxian Tomb after your injuries recover."

Fairy Ziyue nodded and walked towards a cave not far away.

Wang Changsheng took out the refining materials and refined the third-order puppet beast.

Over the years, Wang Changsheng has made many weapons, but most of them are magic weapons. He has refined third-order puppet beasts, but not many times. His theoretical knowledge is enough, but he lacks practice.

He got two pages of magic weapons, and he planned to improve his puppet technique. If he could refine a fourth-order puppet beast, he could greatly improve the family's foundation and strength.

There is a hurdle from magic weapon to magic weapon, and another hurdle from magic weapon to spiritual treasure. Similarly, there is a hurdle from second-level puppet beast to third-level puppet beast, and another hurdle from third-level puppet beast to fourth-level puppet beast.

Wang Changsheng threw a piece of cyan ore the size of a watermelon into the air, opened his mouth, and a blue flame flew out, wrapping the cyan ore.

Under the calcination of the blue flame, it didn't take long for the cyan ore to show signs of melting.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the cyan ore completely turned into a ball of cyan liquid, and the impurities were removed.

Wang Changsheng picked up a dozen pieces of ores of different colors one after another, threw them into the air, and controlled the blue flame to wrap these ores.

Three months later, a huge ball of pale golden liquid floated in front of Wang Changsheng.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the golden liquid twisted and deformed for a while, and slowly turned into the shape of a human torso.

With the passage of time, limbs and a head emerged from the humanoid torso, resembling the image of a young man in golden shirt with a huge waist.

Wang Changsheng turned his palm, and a palm-sized blue porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

He uncorked the bottle, flicked his wrist lightly, and a large piece of cyan powder flew out and sank into the body of the young man in golden shirt.

The young man in the golden shirt turned into a young man in the blue shirt at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes glazed over.

Wang Changsheng took out a cyan gourd the size of a palm, poured mana into it, and a large piece of pale silver liquid flew out, like a round of scorching silver sun floating in the air.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the silver scorching sun rolled violently and suddenly turned into hundreds of tiny silver light clusters. After one blurred, the silver light clusters turned into mysterious spirit patterns one after another.

Refining a magic weapon needs to be refined into a restriction, and the same is true for refining a puppet beast above the third level.

When Wang Changsheng's formula was pinched, hundreds of silver spirit patterns fluttered in mid-air, and five miniature magic circles emerged out of thin air. Each miniature magic circle was condensed from dozens of silver spirit patterns, echoing each other, and the aura sparkled.

"Knot."

Wang Changsheng pinched a mysterious magic seal, and the five miniature magic circles spun quickly, submerging into the limbs and head of the young man in blue.

With a flash of silver light, the five miniature circles suddenly disappeared.

Wang Changsheng took out a golden jade bottle, the golden light flashed, and a large piece of golden liquid flew out. Under the control of Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness, the golden liquid turned into hundreds of mysterious golden spirit patterns, and the hundreds of golden spirit patterns turned around. It turned into four miniature magic circles, which successively entered the eyes, mouth and chest of the young man in green shirt.

He kept taking out colorful liquids, turning them into various miniature magic circles, and injecting them into the body of the young man in the blue shirt, and the body of the young man in the blue shirt became solid.

Three days later, Wang Changsheng injected the six miniature magic circles into the body of the young man in the green shirt. As soon as the formula changed, there was a muffled sound on the young man's back, and a lotus-shaped groove appeared on the back, which could be seen clearly. See, the petals of the lotus are exactly the same size.

Wang Changsheng took out ten middle-grade spirit stones and tossed them lightly. The ten spirit stones flew out and accurately sank into the groove of the lotus flower.

With a flash of blue light, the groove disappeared, and three miniature magic circles could be vaguely seen in the original position of the groove.

Wang Changsheng took out a black porcelain bottle, poured it into a formula, and a blue mini octopus flew out. The young man in green shirt sprayed out a smear of blue light, accurately covered the mini octopus, rolled it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

A gleam of blue light lit up the eyes of the young man in the blue shirt, and under the control of Wang Changsheng's divine sense, the young man in the blue shirt moved.

The young man in green shirt walked up to the stone wall, moved his arms, and smashed towards the stone wall glowing with yellow light.

Rumble!
There were two muffled sounds, the yellow light flashed wildly, sank, and soon returned to normal.

As soon as Wang Changsheng's tactic changed, the eyes of the young man in the green shirt lit up with a burst of blue light, and two beams of blue light that were as thick as an adult's arm shot out, hitting the stone wall.

There were two more muffled sounds, but the yellow light was still intact.

The young man in blue turned around abruptly, his feet lit up with a dazzling blue light, and several miniature blue magic circles could be vaguely seen, running towards Wang Changsheng like arrows leaving the string.it
Wang Changsheng only felt a gust of breeze passing by, and the young man in green shirt suddenly appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.

The blue-clothed youth's right fist radiated a bright blue light, turning into a giant hammer, and smashed towards Wang Changsheng.

A large number of blue arcs emerged from Wang Changsheng's fists, the blue light flashed, and dense blue fist shadows flew out, hitting the young man in green shirt.

With a series of muffled sounds, the young man in green shirt flew upside down and smashed heavily on the stone wall.

It stood up, its chest sunken, and dozens of clearly visible fist marks could be seen.

If it was another immortal cultivator, he would definitely not be able to survive.

"That's right, after so many punches, it hasn't been scrapped yet. It's more than enough to resist the attack of the monk who formed the alchemy."

Wang Changsheng talked to himself, with a satisfied expression on his face.

It is already very good that the third-order puppet beast has such a strong defense. If Wang Changsheng is in the alchemy stage, he may not be able to leave so many clearly visible fist marks.

With his refining level, he has not yet been able to repair the fourth-order puppet beast.

For a while, Fairy Ziyue couldn't get out of the gate, so Wang Changsheng put away the puppet beast and continued to refine the third-order puppet beast.

Soon, a group of blue flames wrapped a long piece of cyan spirit wood...
Two years passed quickly.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a large number of refining materials and bottles and cans. A huge golden spider was fighting with a blue praying mantis about ten feet tall. Two red giant tigers and two black centipedes were fighting. Standing motionless.

In the past two years, Wang Changsheng has concentrated on refining puppet beasts, refining many third-order puppet beasts, and the level of puppet making has improved significantly.

He could have made such a big progress without the guidance of Fairy Ziyue on the road. Along the way, Wang Changsheng often asked Fairy Ziyue for advice on puppet techniques, and Fairy Ziyue did not hide any secrets and told the truth.

"Senior Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for two years, your puppet-making level has improved very quickly!"

Ziyue Fairy's silver bell-like voice suddenly sounded.

Wang Changsheng turned his head and saw Fairy Ziyue walking towards him.

Fairy Ziyue has recovered from her injuries after two years of recuperation. The main reason is that she didn't hurt her roots, and they were all skin traumas, otherwise she wouldn't have recovered so quickly.

"Junior Sister Tian, ​​how do you feel?"

Wang Changsheng asked with a smile, with a nervous expression on his face.

Fairy Ziyue smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for your concern. I'm fine now. Do you want to go to the Ten Thousand Immortal Tomb to hunt for treasures now? Or should you restore the Lingbao and Tier [-] puppet beasts before going to treasure hunt?"

"Naturally, the Lingbao and the fourth-order puppet beast should be repaired first. It won't take much time for us to repair together."

Fairy Ziyue didn't object at all, she walked up to Wang Changsheng and sat down cross-legged.

Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist, and a short blue knife flew out, suspended in mid-air.

He spewed out a blue flame, and Ziyue Fairy spewed out a purple flame, wrapped in a blue dagger.

They are all fourth-tier refiners, and repairing Lingbao together can shorten a lot of time and improve efficiency.

(End of this chapter)