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Chapter 536
Wei Guo, Hongye Ridge.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, a large amount of refining materials were placed in front of him, and he was refining the weapons.

Ye Lin stayed in Hongye Ridge and never left, which made Wang Changsheng breathe a sigh of relief.

If Ye Lin ran away, he would really feel distressed, after all, he is a third-rank top-rank formation mage.

The monster clan invaded, and it was unknown how long this battle would last. Wang Changsheng did not dare to practice in seclusion before the Supreme One Immortal Sect spoke.

The entire Wei Kingdom is the domain of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. They have to obey the orders of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. It is impossible for the Taiyi Immortal Sect to send all the disciples to the front line. They must recruit people from affiliated forces. If Wang Changsheng retreats, it is very likely that the entire family will The Foundation Establishment monks were dispatched to the front line.

If all the alchemy cultivators who were recruited escaped from the recruitment with the excuse of seclusion, wouldn't the resistance to the demon clan depend on the Taiyi Immortal Sect?Of course not.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, Wang Changsheng intends to improve his refining skills as soon as possible, and his success rate in refining the prototype of magic weapons has increased a lot.

In Qinglian Villa, in a certain secret room, Wang Qiuyan sat cross-legged on a futon, in front of him was a three-legged alchemy furnace that was submerged in flames, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance in the air.

Wang Qingqi stood aside without saying a word.

After a while, Wang Qiuyan pinched it, and the flame dissipated.

He opened the alchemy furnace and saw that there were three light blue pills lying inside, exuding a burst of fragrance.

"Uncle Si, I succeeded, I finally succeeded."

Wang Qiuyan said excitedly that he learned alchemy from Wang Qingqi since he was a child. Before he established his foundation, he was a top-rank alchemist. medicine.

Wang Qingqi was also very happy, being able to train a second second-tier alchemist for the family was something to be proud of.

He walked to the alchemy furnace, picked up a blue pill between his fingers, examined it carefully for a while, and threw it into his mouth.

"That's right. When I first refined Qingyue Pill, I didn't have such a high success rate, but you didn't grasp the heat very well. The quality of this furnace of pill is not very good. It can be sold on the market, but Bisanjia, over time, customers will go to other elixir stores to buy, you need to pay attention to the heat."

Wang Qingqi commented objectively.

"Yes, uncle."

Wang Qingqi patted Wang Qiuyan on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Qiuyan, you have to work hard. Your starting point is much better than that of Sibo. Back then, when Sibo was refining Qingyue Pill, he relied on his own groping and failed ten times. It took a few times to succeed, I am now a second-rank high-grade alchemist, and if I teach you to refine a second-rank low-grade pill, your success rate will be higher, the future of the family depends on you, and the fourth uncle is getting old."

Wang Qiuyan bowed to Wang Qingqi, and said sincerely: "My nephew is able to be what he is today, thanks to my uncle's careful guidance, and I have to thank my uncle."

"Silly boy, why are you saying that! You have become a second-tier alchemist, so you can help me share the burden. Let's work together to help the family cultivate a third second-tier alchemist. Take a break and continue refining Qingyue Pill. Strike the iron hot and increase the success rate."

"Yes, uncle."

In a secluded courtyard, Wang Qingyun was instructing Wang Qiuling to refine second-level talisman seals.

Wang Qingyun is now at the fourth level of foundation building and can refine eight kinds of second-level talisman seals and second-level low-grade flying talisman soldiers. She is keen on the art of talisman seals and doesn't pay much attention to cultivation.

Wang Qiuling first learned the art of refining weapons, but after learning for more than half a month, she lost interest in refining weapons and changed to learning the art of talisman seals. When she saw flying talisman soldiers, she was fascinated immediately, and she followed Wang Qingyun to learn how to make talismans technique.

After the foundation was established, Wang Qiuling began to learn from Wang Qingyun to refine second-level talisman seals.

Wang Qiuling held a cyan talisman pen and stared at a piece of talisman paper in front of her. There were already dozens of red runes on it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the last red rune fell, and a burst of red light flashed across the rune paper. The aura fluctuated, emitting a weak wave of fire aura.

Wang Qiuling breathed a sigh of relief, and said excitedly, "Fifth Gu, I succeeded, I finally succeeded."

Wang Qingyun smiled slightly and praised: "Yes, you are much better than me, but you have to keep working hard. I see that when you drew the No. 30 seven and six runes, it was not smooth, and you almost failed in refining."

"Understood, Wugu, I will work hard."

Wang Qiuling agreed with a smile, put a blank piece of talisman paper in front of her body, dipped the talisman pen with cinnabar, and dropped it.

In a secret room, Wang Qiuxin was sitting cross-legged on a futon, with a huge red fireball in front of him, and Wang Changhuan was pointing at him.

Wang Qiuxin is currently on the third level of foundation building. He is a second-level low-level craftsman and a second-level low-level puppet maker. Wang Qingqing taught him how to refine puppet beasts, and Wang Changhuan taught him how to refine magic weapons.

Wang Changhuan is now 140 years old and has the fifth level of foundation building. He entered the foundation building stage earlier than Wang Qingshan, but it took him 20 years to revise the "Tian Yan Treasure" halfway, otherwise he would have advanced to the sixth level of foundation building .

Wang Qingqi, Wang Qingyun, and Wang Changhuan have no fighting experience. They are skilled talents. Apart from practicing, they will also spend time teaching the younger generation of the family. A family is passed down from generation to generation. If the inheritance is broken, it is only a matter of time before the family declines.

After a while, Wang Qiuxin closed the sword, the flames dissipated, and a golden hammer appeared in front of them.

The aura of the hammer kept circulating, and a faint spiritual pattern emerged.

"It finally succeeded, the middle-grade magic weapon, the Golden Hammer."

Wang Qiuxin said with a smile on his face.

He prefers those heavy instruments, such as hammers, bricks, and seals.

"That's right, but when you're refining the weapon, can you not eat, it's easy to get distracted."

Wang Changhuan pointed to more than a dozen jujube stones scattered on the ground, and taught earnestly.

When Wang Changxing passed away, he told Wang Changhuan to take good care of Wang Qiuxin. The merit points accumulated by the two generations of Wang Changxing and Wang Qingze's father and son, with a little effort by Wang Qiuxin, he accumulated merit points that could be exchanged for foundation building pills, and the foundation was successfully established.

Like Wang Changyue, he both likes food, but Wang Changyue doesn't get fat no matter what he eats, while Wang Qiuxin has been fat since he was a child. When he was young, he often went to Wang Qingzhi's residence to eat food. The foundation building period has already been bigu, but he still can't leave food.

Wang Qiuxin smiled mischievously and said, "Eighth Uncle, eat something to help you concentrate."

Wang Changhuan sighed, and said: "How many times have I told you, you are still the same, forget it, do as you want! As long as you don't delay the refining weapon, it's fine. Uncle is getting old, and the family will rely on you younger generations in the future. Now you I can refine a medium-grade magic weapon, but don't be proud, work harder, and don't delay your cultivation, understand?"

"Grandson remembers the teachings of my eighth uncle."

Wang Qiuxin nodded and said sincerely.

"Okay, that's all for today. I'm going back to rest. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

"Eighth Uncle, I'll see you off."

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