Chapter 919: The refining technique of the fairy in the pot

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"You mean, I hope to transform this magic armor and bloodthirsty sword into a set of armor that can be changed. When it is needed, it will be worn as an armor; when it is not needed, it will be turned into a puppet for protection, right? "The immortal in the pot touched the white beard and carefully looked at the prajna standing quietly aside. His eyes seemed to pass through the armor and saw the Vaisha Gate in the armor.
"The armor itself is actually nothing, but this guy in the armor is really interesting. From the perspective of old age, he has been integrated with this armor, which is a natural human unity. If the old age turns the armor into something else. Something is quite unfavorable to him. "
"Fairy, I don't want to be like this!" Pishamen quickly explained, "It was entirely due to an accident."
"It's an accident, it's not an accident. In short, it's a fact, you don't have to think too much." Hu Zhongxian interrupted him and said lightly, "In your opinion, the situation today is very bad; but in From the perspective of old age, your state at the moment is extremely ingenious, and it can be called a gem between heaven and earth! "
"Cheng Peng, old age will not attempt to destroy such a treasure, which is not in line with old age's interest."
Cheng Peng froze for a moment, looked at the magic armor of the Bishamen boarding house, and looked at the fairy in the pot. He couldn't help but sigh.
"If you shoot, it will definitely destroy his current state?"
"That is of course! To transform a complete armor into something that can be transformed between two forms, even if the deceased shot it himself, it will inevitably destroy its own integrity." The pot Zhongxian said firmly, "Fenqin Boil the crane, I don't do it! "
"So what method is needed to transform it without destroying its own structure?" Cheng Peng was not a person who would give up lightly and asked, "I believe that there is no real meaning in the world. ' "Impossible." Even if Sambo Jade Ruyi, it can wipe out its soul, draw out the earth-sharpening power, and then turn it into the raw material of the refiner ... This transformation of the armor can be more difficult than the transformation of Sambo Jade Ruyi ?"
The fairy in the pot frowned for a moment, still shaking his head.
"No, although there is a way to think about old age, there is no suitable raw material."
"What materials are needed?" Long Biao asked hurriedly, "I'll find them!"
"No matter what kind of raw materials you need, despite the opening, I participated in several large-scale battles during this time and accumulated a lot of special loot, even if you don't need it, you should be able to get it through exchange." He said It ’s not really bragging. The level of war in the world of Saint Seiya is very high. Whether it ’s the original story or the Myth of Pluto, it eventually developed to the point of killing the gods. The richness of the loot can also be imagined. As long as Long Biao is willing to exchange them, I ’m afraid There is really nothing to change!
The fairy eyebrows in the pot slightly raised and smiled, saying: "Old decay needs a thing that can transform form. This thing has four requirements: first, it also belongs to the spell system; second, the texture and level are not in this armor. Next; third, there must be a force that can absorb the soul of life; fourth, there is no spirit of its own. "
Long Biao heard the words and looked down: the first requirement ruled out all the changing equipment of the science and technology department; the second requirement limited that the thing level must be at least seven stars, and the texture must be gold; the third requirement limited The characteristics of that thing; the last requirement seems simple but it is troublesome ... Most of this level of equipment will have its own elemental spirit, and once the elemental spirit is erased, the effect of the treasure will likely disappear.
He couldn't help feeling distressed. Although seven-star gold-level items were rare, as long as he took out a few rare loot in those two wars to exchange, it should still be exchangeable, but if you want to specify performance, you have to spend time Go and wait.
"Such troublesome limitation ... I don't know how long to wait!"
The golden Saint Seiya of the Cancer sucked his mouth and began to consider whether to dismantle the Prajna according to the original plan, to break up the soul of Bishamon, and then give the demon armor the wreckage to the ghost to find a way to transform it.
Although he was a bit worried about whether the Guigui's sloppy guy would transform the metal armor into a fashionable COS outfit that would be swayed by the wind, but I am afraid that can only be done.
At this moment, Cheng Peng laughed.
"It's a coincidence!" He said. "I happen to have something that meets the requirements."
With that, a blue light gleamed around him. Under the gaze of Long Biao, Hu Zhongxian, and the Vaishnamon hiding in the armor, he walked into the gate of the astral world, and took one less than a minute later. Returned the short knife which kept overflowing with evil spirits.
"The seven-star gold-level special equipment, the outland caged hand" soul eater "." In front of everyone, Cheng Peng turned the short knife into a Japanese-style handguard "caged hand" "equipment that can be converted between two forms The short sword form can absorb the soul of the slain to strengthen itself, and the caged hand form can imprison the callable creatures subdued by it, or re-sign the summoning contract in the future. Or directly absorb to gain experience points. "
He said that the caged hands were changed back to short knives and handed to the pot Zhongxian.
"The only thing I'm not sure about is whether this thing has Yuanling ... so I'll trouble you to check it yourself."
The fairy in the pot took the short knife and observed it carefully. He turned it into a caged hand and observed it again. He couldn't help but sigh, and his face was full of regret.
"The idea of ​​this thing is very clever, and the production is very delicate. It can be called art!" He first sighed and then sighed again, "It's a pity that the people who made it are not good at heart, so a treasure is just made. It ’s become a crooked thing ... It ’s a real secret shot, what a pity! It ’s a pity! "
"Can this thing come in handy?" Cheng Peng asked.
"Of course!" Xian Zhongxian nodded his head. "Although it takes some effort, the old age has got some inspiration from this thing. Maybe it can transform the armor unexpectedly!"
As he said, with one stroke of his hand, the magic armor standing in the corner of the bamboo building flew up, quickly shrank in the air, and finally became a small model that could be placed on the palm, and it stood where it originally stood. A middle-aged warrior with scattered hair and ragged clothes, the translucent bluish-white posture and the ghost fire around him, all proved his identity.
"Visha Gate!" Cheng Peng could not help but exclaim, "You are liberated from the Prajna!"
Vaisalmon noticed that he had been liberated. After being surprised, he was overjoyed. He was about to thank Xiandao in the pot, but was stopped by the fairy who didn't know how many years he had lived.
"Don't thank you, old age just separates you from this armor for a while." He said, "You can still live in when the armor is transformed."
"Now that it has been liberated, it naturally hopes to ascend to heaven and still live in this magic armor?" Pishamon was surprised.
"You have been freed, and you should take a look at the vast world. If the old age is not bad, you will have gone for thousands of miles!" Hu Zhongxian smiled and said, "What's more, you and the magic armor are already in good condition Oneness, now only temporarily separated, ascension to heaven? Old decay is not a Buddha, and there is no way to help you. "
Vaisalmon froze for a moment, sighed, and asked, "So ... what will this magic armor be transformed into? Next ... what will happen?"
"The old will transform this armor into a short knife according to Cheng Peng's requirements. It usually looks like a knife, but it can be turned into armor when needed. You are usually free, but you can't leave this knife too far when it is When turned into armor, you are the spirit of the armor assisting the battle. "
He obviously has a good opinion of Vaisha, not only with Yan Yue, but also explained a lot of details in detail, such as some points of attention in ordinary activities, some key points in the battle ... because Vaisha did not understand the mechanism, these statements are very There is a bit of an introduction to learning from institutions.
Cheng Peng heard it with interest, but Long Biao, who was not interested in it, listened to doze off. If he were not asking for help from the immortal in the pot, he was afraid that he would leave.
The immortal magic in the pot is vast, and while teaching to Vaishamon, he can also distract from offering treasures. He also does not use any props to assist, that is, using his own mana to ignite a green fire full of vitality from the air, and then throws the outer Dao hand and the magic armor demon sword into it.
These three treasures are good at absorbing vitality. Once they enter the group of flames condensed by infinite vitality, it is like a hungry ghost rushing into the cafeteria, trying to absorb each.
They are desperately sucking and sucking, and as they continue to absorb vitality, their own breath is also growing, but no matter how they absorb it, the flames that are not obvious at first glance have no meaning of weakness, and they are still endless. Provide enough vitality so that they can absorb as much as possible.
After about ten minutes, the absorption capacity of the three treasures reached the limit, and the speed of absorption also slowed down.
According to their own design, this time should be through digestion and solution of the absorbed vitality through cooperation with the equipment, and finally strengthen themselves. But at the moment, they were sealed in the fire of vitality by the fairy in the pot, and the connection with the outside world has been cut off. Where can I find someone who can help digest the vitality!
In this case, the fairy in the pot further promotes the fire of vitality, and still continuously instills vitality into the three treasures!
Seeing the green light flashing, the green fire beating, under the overwhelming force of the immortals in the pot, the vitality of the emerald green continued to infiltrate into the three treasures, and even the color of the three treasures was gradually dyed green.
Cheng Peng clearly felt that a fierce fear sent out from the flames, that was the fear of the magic armor!
Apparently, Huzhongxian intends to wipe out Prajna's own spirit and replace Bishamen!
Because of the influence of fear, the mad prajna began to attack everything around him indiscriminately. From it, there was black malaria, turning into a blade, hacking in the green flames.
But all its efforts are in vain. Not only can it not be cut, but instead, the fairy in the pot is more vitalized by the fire of vitality, and the malaria is forced out of it as much as possible.
After a while, a large amount of miasma spewed out from the ghost sword ghost and the outgoing cage. If the malaria is outside, I believe that players who are not strong enough can be directly poisoned, and NPCs may be manipulated by it to become a walking dead that only knows how to kill.
But for Huzhong Xian, these are just trivial tricks.
When a sound like glass breaking came from the flames, the magic armor that had just fought furiously suddenly stopped, motionless.
In just ten or more seconds after that, there was more measles out of it than before!
"Pan Ruo is finished!"
Cheng Peng knew that this last malaise was mostly a fragment of Prajna's own spirit!
This situation lasted for less than half a minute, and what was flowing out of the magic armor was no longer malaria, but green vitality. As for the outdo caged hands and the ghost sword ghosts, they have been washed before this, to expel all the malaria.
The immortal in the pot smiled slightly, his fingers flicked gently, and all the malaria condensed, turned into a black bead, flew out and floated in front of him.
The beads were as deep as the night, but they did not emit any miasma so strangely. I don't know what method was used to condense them to such a point.
After extracting all the malaria, Huzhong Xian raised his right hand and aimed at the flame to make a squeeze in the void. The green flame suddenly seemed to be pinched by something, shaking violently. With this shaking, the three treasures that had become emerald suddenly turned into streamers and merged together.
"It's now!" Xian Qing drank from the pot, grabbed the void in his left hand, and the Pisha Gate in the soul form flew involuntarily, plunged into the green fire and merged into the stream of light.
Seeing that the whole refining has reached the most critical moment, the fairy in the pot also showed a cautious and serious look. His hands were raised, and his fingertips were constantly writing mysterious ancient characters in the air. Cheng Peng knew something but could not count The well-known ancient characters formed in the air with the writing of his fingertips, emitting various kinds of light, each flew out, rotating around the green flame that was constantly flowing.
The immortal in the pot writes very fast, and he writes dozens of words in one breath. These words are rapidly rotating around the live fire, just like many satellites orbiting the earth, like atoms in the Science Museum The model is average.
Cheng Peng noticed that these words are not arranged randomly, but according to a certain rule. For example, he saw the words "mountain" and "stone" near the "soil" and looked at it near the "fire" The words "light" and "day" are reached. Although he couldn't completely guess the law, he subconsciously opened the high-cost panoramic camera system and recorded the scene completely in the most meticulous way.
Of course he doesn't need these, but maybe his friends can.
After a while, all the words were in place, and the pot Zhongxian watched the clock very carefully to make sure that there was nothing wrong. Then he nodded, took a deep breath, and slammed his hands.
With this beat, the emerald green fire suddenly coagulated, and with the stream of light in the middle, it re-condensed into a short knife.
The style of this short knife is very ordinary, looks plain, the blade body is slightly green metal, and the handle is green bamboo, look carefully, you can also see many small patterns on the body of the knife, it seems to be many words Looks like.
Immortal hand in the pot, the short knife flew into his hand, he looked at the short knife, showing a satisfied look, and then threw it into the air, while shouting: "Wake up, wait longer! "
This loud roar came suddenly, not only made some absent-minded Long Biao almost jumped up, even Cheng Peng who was already prepared was also startled!
With this loud shout, the green light of the short knife rolling in the air and falling to the ground was instantly transformed into a verdant armor. There was also a translucent green figure in the armor. It was Bisha Gate!
"Huh? What's wrong here?" Vaisalmon moved his body suspiciously, and found that although he became armor again, he was very flexible in movement, which was more convenient than the flesh and blood body, and couldn't help asking, "Fairy ... What did you do? "
"It's nothing." The immortals in the pot didn't look tired at all, but they were kind and smiled somewhat proudly. "The old deceased by the circumstances, turned this armor into something with infinite vitality, and you ... I remember Dong Ying "Fu mourning gods" refers to the fact that objects become gods. You can now be regarded as mourning gods. "
"Old Decay has no intention to ask who this armor is made of. Anyway, as long as you are willing, no matter who you intend to loyal to, it has nothing to do with Old Decay." Then, the fairy in the pot gently flicked the black bead. Fly before Cheng Peng.
"I can't use humans as weapons, so it is entirely up to the young man to decide whether this armor is subject to its holder." Hu Zhongxian said, "If you want to kill, this bead is quite useful, just as Compensate you. "
After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Cheng Peng to answer, and waved his hand. With the green light flashing, Cheng Peng and Long Biao had returned to the top of the mountain where they saw the huge wind column.
"Cheng Peng, this is the second time Lao Chuan has shot for you." The voice of the fairy in the pot echoed faintly in the air. "The last chance is left, you have to grasp it and use it properly!"
Cheng Peng smiled and said aloud into the air, "You can rest assured! General things, I will not trouble you!"
"Of course ... it will trouble you the elderly, it must be something very unusual ..."
Hu Zhongxian didn't answer, probably already away.
Cheng Peng smiled, put away the black bead, and turned back to look at the Pisha Gate who was still standing there silly.
"Brother Pishamon, how do you feel?"
"It's amazing ... comfortable." Bishamon moved his hands and feet like a man who had recovered from a serious illness, and looked like an armor doing exercises. , There is no more anger in the air ... that fairy is so magical! "
Cheng Peng nodded and looked at Long Biao again: "To be honest, this matter is slightly different from what we expected."
"It's okay! No! It's better than I expected!" Long Biao laughed, patted his chest, and said aloud, "Meng Meng is smart and cute, but also smart and capable. It's like finding a guardian spirit for her! "
"good, very good!"
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