Rise of Qinglian

Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "Junior sister Tian, ​​you should recover from your injuries first! When your injuries are healed, we will go to the Tomb of Ten Thousand Immortals."

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

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

Over the years, Wang Changsheng has been refining many weapons, but most of them are magic weapons. He has refined third-level puppet beasts, but not many times. He has enough theoretical knowledge, but lacks practice.

After getting two pages of the Divine Weapon Book, he planned to improve his puppetry skills. If he could refine a fourth-level puppet beast, he could greatly improve his family's foundation and strength.

There is a hurdle from a magical weapon to a magic weapon, and another hurdle from a magic weapon to a spiritual treasure. Similarly, there is a hurdle from a second-level puppet beast to a third-level puppet beast, and another hurdle from a third-level puppet beast to a 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 more than a dozen pieces of ore of different colors one after another, threw them into the air, and controlled the blue flames to wrap around the ores.

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

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's consciousness, the golden liquid twisted and deformed, slowly turning into the shape of a humanoid torso.

As time goes by, limbs and a head appear on the humanoid torso, resembling the image of a huge, round-waisted young man in a golden shirt.

Wang Changsheng flipped his palm, and a palm-sized cyan porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

He opened the cork of the bottle, flicked his wrist, and a large piece of cyan powder flew out and submerged into the body of the young man in gold shirt.

The young man in gold shirt turned into the young man in blue shirt at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes were dull.

Wang Changsheng took out a palm-sized cyan gourd and injected it with magic power. A large piece of pale silver liquid shot out, like a silver sun floating in the air.

Under the control of Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness, the silver sun rolled violently and suddenly turned into hundreds of tiny silver light groups. After a blur, the silver light groups turned into mysterious spiritual patterns one after another.

Refining magic weapons requires refining into forbidden areas, and the same goes for refining puppet beasts of level three or above.

Wang Changsheng pinched the secret, and hundreds of silver spirit patterns were flying in mid-air. 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 sparkling with light.

"Knot."

Wang Changsheng pinched a mysterious magic seal, and five miniature magic circles quickly spun and engulfed the limbs and head of the young man in green shirt.

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

Wang Changsheng took out a golden jade bottle, 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 spiritual patterns, and hundreds of golden spiritual patterns swirled around. It turned into four miniature magic circles and one after another submerged into the eyes, mouth and chest of the young man in green shirt.

He continuously took out colorful liquids, turned them into various miniature magic circles, and injected them into the body of the young man in green shirt. The young man in blue shirt's body became porcelain solid.

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

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

With a flash of green light, the groove disappeared. Three miniature magic circles could be vaguely seen where the groove originally stood.

Wang Changsheng took out a black porcelain bottle and inserted a magic spell. A blue mini octopus flew out. The young man in green shirt opened his mouth and sprayed out a flash of blue light. He accurately covered the mini octopus, rolled it into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The eyes of the young man in green shirt lit up with a green light, and under the control of Wang Changsheng's consciousness, the young man in green shirt moved.

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

Boom!

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

As soon as Wang Changsheng's magic formula changed, the eyes of the young man in green lights up for a burst of blue light, and two blue beams of light as thick as an adult's arm were sprayed out, hitting the stone wall.

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

The young man in green shirt suddenly turned around, his feet lit up with a dazzling green light, and several micro-green magic circles were vaguely visible, running towards Wang Changsheng like arrows from the string. it

Wang Changsheng only felt a breeze passing by, and the young man in green shirt suddenly appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.

The green light from the young man's right fist in green shirt turned into a giant green hammer, and it hit 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 and hit the young man in green shirt.

With a series of muffled sounds, the young man in green clothes flew backwards and hit the stone wall heavily.

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

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

"That's right. After taking so many punches, it's still not broken. It's more than enough to withstand the attack of the Danjie monk."

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

It is already good for a third-level puppet beast to have such a strong defense. If Wang Changsheng was in the pill-forming stage, he might not be able to leave so many clearly visible fist marks.

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

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

Soon, a ball of blue flames wrapped a long length of cyan spiritual wood...

Two years passed quickly.

Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a large number of refining materials and bottles and jars. A huge golden spider was fighting with a ten-foot-tall blue mantis, two giant red tigers and two black centipedes. Standing motionless on the side.

In the past two years, Wang Changsheng concentrated on refining puppet beasts and refined several third-level puppet beasts. His level of puppet making has been significantly improved.

He could not make such great progress without the guidance of Fairy Ziyue. Along the way, Wang Changsheng often asked Fairy Ziyue for advice on puppetry skills. Fairy Ziyue did not hide her secrets and told the truth.

"Senior Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for two years. Your puppet making skills have improved very quickly!"

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

Wang Changsheng turned around and saw Fairy Ziyue walking towards him.

After two years of nursing, Fairy Ziyue's injuries have healed. The main reason is that the foundation was not damaged, it was just a skin injury, otherwise it would not have healed so quickly.

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

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

Fairy Ziyue smiled sweetly and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for your concern. I am no longer seriously injured. Do you want to go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Tomb to hunt for treasure now? Or should you repair the spirit treasure and the fourth-level puppet beast first and then go hunt for treasure?"

"Naturally, we need to repair the Lingbao and the fourth-order puppet beast first. Let's work together to repair it. It won't take long."

Fairy Ziyue did not object and walked to Wang Changsheng and sat down cross-legged.

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

He breathed out a stream of blue flames, and Fairy Ziyue breathed out a stream of purple flames, wrapping the blue dagger.

They are all fourth-level weapon refiners. Repairing spiritual treasures together can shorten a lot of time and improve efficiency.