Chapter 2207: Whim

After entering the sacred stele of the Heavenless, Liu Lang immediately took off the disguise mask.
The disguise mask exuding a sense of ancient times is unremarkable in appearance. If you don't look closely, you think it is a toy for mortal children. But it was such a mask that could be concealed from the Jinxian and the Emperor.
However, this is not the credit of Taiyi real person.
The real effect of the disguise mask is the original core. The so-called refining of Taiyi Zhenren, in fact, is only a certain degree of repair to the appearance of the disguise mask.
"Ai Chen, look at this mask."
Liu Lang summoned Ai Chen, the spirit of the device.
As an instrument spirit, Ai Chen is still in the form of a soul body, but after being combined with the Heavenless Sacred Stele, his soul power will be replenished in time to maintain it.
"This mask..."
Ai Chen exuded his spiritual consciousness, carefully examined the mask, and soon frowned.
"What's wrong?" Liu Lang asked.
In fact, he can read Ai Chen's thoughts directly. After all, there is a soul contract between the two, but Liu Lang did not do that because he never regarded Ai Chen as a slave.
"This mask has been in the age for a long time. It stands to reason that it should have been broken long ago, but it is strange that he can maintain its effect." As soon as the expert took action, he knew if there was any.
As a former holy rank skill refiner, as long as the memory is still there, the skill refinement will still be there.
Even if Liu Lang didn't say a word, Ai Chen could see through the disguise mask.
"Is it because the materials are special?" Liu Lang is no longer a rookie now. He really wants to participate in the assessment of the Guild of Demonstration Refining Master. Even if he fails to reach the ground level, he will at least have the top existence in the profound level.
Hearing what Ai Chen said, Liu Lang immediately thought of the possibility.
"Yes, it means the material is special." After analyzing for a while, Ai Chen affirmed Liu Lang's statement, "This kind of auxiliary immortal device usually does not use too high-strength materials, but the material used in this mask, Enough to refine the strongest defensive fairy weapon, so right now, there is no sign of breaking."
"Is it possible to re-refining and let it regain its rank?" This was Liu Lang's biggest concern.
"It's very difficult."
Ai Chen shook his head, "From a structural point of view, this mask should be something outside the territory. The materials required for re-refining may be difficult to find in the Three Realms. The most important thing is that the Wutian Sacred Stele lacks two pieces. The power of the original source, the rules are not complete, it is possible to refine some underground immortal artifacts, but at the level of the sky, even if the materials are complete, the rules in the monument are difficult to support."
"That's it!"
Liu Lang was very disappointed.
As a tool spirit, Ai Chen cannot get out of the Heavenless Sacred Stele. With Liu Lang's own strength, it is a hurdle to refine the earth-level fairy tools, not to mention the heaven-level fairy tools, plus the refining needs. The materials are hard to find, and it is impossible to improve the quality of the disguise mask.
As for Zhao Wude, there is no need to go.
The principle lies here. It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. No matter how magical it is, it is impossible for Zhao Wude to turn an earth-level fairy artifact into a heaven-level fairy artifact in a world with incomplete rules.
"Boss, this is the Qi and Blood Pill cooked recently."
While Liu Lang was talking with Ai Chen, a tall ancient race leader, carrying a basket, walked up, and said in the human language that he had just learned but was half-baked.
"Qi Xue Dan? Forget about it."
When Liu Lang saw the big basket of red pills, he felt a little painful. Earlier, he grabbed half an amethyst vein from Fu Weiping, but the rough amethyst was in the Three Realms and could not be circulated.
However, Liu Lang came up with an alternative method.
That is, using a fully automatic alchemy pot to refine the amethyst rough stone into a blood pill, and then sell the blood pill, so that the amethyst coin can be recovered. The first batch of blood pill has even been handed over to the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce. Long, Li Yao.
As a result, the situation afterwards took a turn for the worse, and he had no energy anymore, and went to the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce to toss about the Qi and Blood Pill. Moreover, there is no need to toss the Qi and Blood Pill in the future.
Because now Sihai has been out of the control of the Heavenly Court, he is Sihai Sea King, and he can take out the rough amethyst and make amethyst coins that only circulate in the four seas.
However, Liu Lang had not had time to tell the ancient race leader who was in charge of the matter of stopping the refining of Qi and Blood Pills.
The cleverest ancient race leaders in these bloodline worlds are still mining ores and refining pills in the day and night. In a blink of an eye, there is a basket.
Fortunately, the Four Seas are all body refiners, and these Qi and Blood Pills cannot be wasted.
Liu Lang immediately made an explanation.
Several ancient race leaders learned that their work was over and happily returned to the bloodline world. Before returning, they sent the fully automatic alchemy pot back to Liu Lang.
"This pot..."
Liu Lang looked at the pot placed under his feet, then looked at the disguise mask in his hand, and suddenly had a whim.
"Ai Chen, what would happen if I put this mask in the pot?" Liu Lang asked Ai Chen for his opinion.
"I don't know." Ai Chen shook his head.
As the spirit of the Wutian Sacred Stele, Ai Chen knew everything in the stele. The chiefs of the ancient races used this pot to refine the Qi and Blood Pill, Ai Chen had known for a long time.
However, Ai Chen never wanted to understand the principle of this fully automatic alchemy pot.
Putting the rough amethyst stone in, what came out was Qi and Blood Pill, which completely exceeded the knowledge of his holy rank technique refiner.
"Would you like to try it?"
Liu Lang hesitated for a while, and instinctively told him that if the mask is put in, there will definitely be changes, but it is hard to say whether it is a good change or a bad change.
If the disguise mask comes in, and the blood pill comes out, then you will lose a lot.
"The big deal will cover the whole world and be my sea king." Liu Lang imagined the worst result, and finally made a decision. Isn't it the disguise mask destroyed at most?
Without Liu Qing's identity, he couldn't enter the Secret Realm of Hundred Refinements, and he was still alive and well.
This is not a life or death decision, there is no need to struggle too much.
Whatever he thought of, what he did, Liu Lang shook his hand and threw the disguise mask into the automatic alchemy pot.
But after a while, nothing happened.
"You should add a fire." Recalling the process of alchemy, Liu Langma rose to the fire and squatted on the fire with the automatic alchemy pot.
"Still no response." After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the pot. Liu Lang looked at the probe, and the Yi Rong mask lay quietly on the bottom of the pot, without the slightest change.
Ai Chen stood by, watching Liu Lang's series of actions.
From the perspective of a holy step technique refiner, Liu Lang's approach is a bit whimsical, but that pot is indeed different.
"Would you like to add some rough amethyst stones?" Ai Chen thought about it from behind.