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The dragon turtle's eyes lit up, from dim to a large searchlight.

As we all know, Lu Li is an extremely generous person. Not only are his classmates aware of this, but even this strange beast is very clear.

The last time we met, he was given the seal of the Dragon God, and he was also given the Dragon Ball. With such a great kindness, as long as he didn't let himself die, he would do anything.

Now, the Dragon Turtle has exhausted all the divine powers that have been cultivated in the body for hundreds of years.

Dragon blood!

The word "jiao" was not added before.

Where can the dragon turtle be reserved, and directly abandon the calmness that the Sidu Dragon God should have. Like a vicious dog, he opened the abyss's huge mouth that was enough to swallow hundreds of people, and chewed it together with the jade bottle.

In an instant, golden blood filled his mouth, and between breaths, a fragrant fragrance wafted out.

The black-maned horse secretly swallowed his saliva.

To be reserved... to be reserved... to show the demeanor of the first mount under the master's crotch, and not show your true nature in front of this big turtle.

At this moment, Ma'er was extremely regretful. If he knew that Lu Li's trip would be so exciting, he would definitely be ashamed, and he would have to follow him whenever he said anything, instead of staying in Jinling to accompany his mistress.

It is a horse, no matter how it dresses up, its appearance is not like a mysterious cat, it is loved by women, and it is so big, how much effort does the breeze need to hold it up...

The black-maned horse is so out of character, he thinks these pictures are extraordinarily paradoxical, not to mention Lu Li.

Well, Lu Li didn't have time to pay attention to what was happening outside, and he didn't even bother to analyze what the dragon turtle and the black mane horse were thinking about. He saw that he put the cooled nine-toothed rake back into the ancient cauldron.

"fire."

"Congeal."

With a whisper, the open space finally returned to normal temperature and climbed higher again.

Of course, this temperature is still within the controllable range and will not spread to other areas.

About half an hour passed.

A ray of flame emitting bright golden light appeared out of thin air, and it was the essence extracted from the massive sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Liyi pointed out that through observing thoughts and nourishing food, the accumulated Dao energy spurted out and turned into fuel to help it grow.

The immortal strokes my top and bears longevity.

People all yearn for opportunity.

As for Lu Li's finger, even if he points it on a stupid domestic pig, at least it can make it cross the hurdles on the road of cultivation, and it can compete with a hundred-year-old ghost.

At present, it can only be used as a resource to drive the operation of Dao Fire, and the effect is not satisfactory. It must be tempered to remove impurities.

Not only that, it still needs to wait and see whether it needs to be tempered twice.

"What is my brother-in-law doing there, guarding a big cauldron."

"The turtle that covered the sky just now was also beside him. Is it the water **** of the Yangtze River? It looks really mighty."

Yuechi's voice came from afar.

In order not to disturb Lu Li, she deliberately lowered her voice and leaned into her sister's ear.

Qingfeng held the mysterious cat in his arms and said helplessly:

"Strike iron."

"You don't know, these two days, the entire palace city is full of clanging noises. Some ministers working outside the imperial city, because they couldn't bear it, went back to the palace with urgent official documents to handle it."

The tone was full of sorrow.

If it wasn't for Lu Li's hard work at night, she would have been complaining long ago.

Strike iron?

Due to the movement of Dao power, it is relatively simple to drive the flame to rise, so he doesn't need to concentrate all his energy. When Lu Li heard the complaints from Qingfeng, his heart was bitter:

In the past, it was beating mortal iron. A blacksmith with superb craftsmanship and amazing strength could repeatedly temper a hundred times to reduce the size of a palm-sized piece of iron in half. This is the limit that a secular mortal can achieve.

And he can forge it thousands of times to condense it into the size of a matchbox. In the future, it is limited by the quality of the material and cannot go any further, otherwise it will break from it.

Now, it's time to use the divine material refining device.

I practiced diligently at ordinary times, and even realized the one-style hammering method of myself, but I actually lost my fire. The reason was that I couldn't find a suitable tool to beat, and I could only rely on the flame to temper—

Regardless of the limited rise in air temperature nearby, in fact, almost all the heat is concentrated in the tripod. Lu Li can't tell the exact temperature, but it is definitely much higher than the temperature in the center of the volcano.

In addition, the yang energy contained in the flame can improve the quality of weapons.

These are the original words of the headmaster Qingxu of Tianshifu.

The secret of how to condense a ray of flame from the sun has even been listed as a secret by the major Taoist sects, only circulated internally.

"There is no such mountain here, because when the great sage made a big havoc in the heavenly palace five hundred years ago, he was captured by the sage. A few bricks fell from the furnace, and there was residual fire in it, and it turned into a mountain of flames here."

The black-maned horse shook his head, and secretly swallowed his saliva to avoid embarrassment.

And Lu Li listened to the original text about the origin of the Flaming Mountain in "Journey to the West", and his heart grew more and more eager to become stronger.

The two bricks that flew out of Laojun's alchemy furnace turned into the famous flame mountain in the Three Realms. Only the banana leaves that grew up in the spirit of Taiyin in the back mountain of Kunlun during the time of chaos can be fanned out.

Such power is truly admirable and enviable.

Especially now, Lu Li is like a power supply that can't be cloned. He must maintain the Dao Fire with all his strength to complete the second tempering. He can't help but want to be lazy, and this kind of thinking turns into a stronger driving force.

Not to mention that samadhi is really hot, other divine fires are also fine.

Nanming Li Huo, Sun True Fire, Liu Ding Divine Fire, Tai Yin True Fire, Red Lotus Karmic Fire…

No matter which one of them, Lu Li would never choose.

"Boss, what are you thinking about? Look at the fire under the tripod, it's a little weaker."

At this time, the black-maned horse spoke ruthlessly, interrupting someone's daydream, and said meanly:

"If it doesn't work, I can hold on for a while."

I don't know what the **** this guy is trying to do, but his expression suddenly became solemn.

"Well, I'll shoot with the avatar of the horse-faced ecstasy. You can hold on for half an hour. You can take this opportunity to adjust your breath."

"help…"

Dragon Turtle struggled to spit out a word.

Lu Li turned his eyes and saw that the protruding dragon horns on the top of his head became more and more slender and hideous. He immediately knew what the black-maned horse was planning.

It was nothing more than greed, wanting a bottle of dragon blood.

"No need."

When the words fell, Lu Li calmed down.

Almost at the same time, the fire under the ancient cauldron returned to its peak again. Through the top hole, it could be clearly seen that wisps of smoke and dust floated out, which were impurities.

Very quiet.

boring.

Standing in the distance and watching for a long time, seeing that Lu Li showed no sign of moving, Qingfeng and Yuechi hugged the mysterious cat and left, no longer disturbing him to concentrate on business.

The black mane horse was engrossed in it, and was curious as to what the copycat version of the nine-toothed rake made by his master would look in the end, and what were the mysteries of it.

If possible, would you borrow it to play twice to pass the addiction of the second senior brother?

On the side, the dragon turtle was in high spirits. As soon as Lu Li gave an order, it began to spit out the black water of its own destiny. Anyway, with dragon blood to supplement it, any deficit can be made up for it.

It is no exaggeration to say that the small bottle of golden dragon blood just now directly helped him save three hundred years of hard work, and after about two thousand years of deep sleep, he could remove the thick tortoise shell and turn into a real dragon, standing nine days high.

Time passed slowly.

The sun gradually fell.

Under the setting sun, Lu Li retracted his raised hand and slowly adjusted his breath.

And the flames also subsided at an even rate.

This time, he calcined for a full two and a half hours, which was longer than the first calcination, and this has reached the limit.

Not only is the Dao energy in the body almost dried up, but the weather does not allow it.

Yin is prosperous and yang is declining, this is the destiny.

When the last ray of sunshine disappears, the Yin Qi will instantly flood the whole world. In the middle of the season, based on the sunshine, the flames driven by Dao Power will become rootless duckweed, and there is a risk of frying.

"When Laojun refined Shangbaoqin golden rake, Yinghuo Xingjun, five emperors and five emperors, Liuding and Liujia all contributed, and our copycat version is not bad, with the help of the Yangtze River Dragon God..."

"Well, these flames below are also considered an alternative version of the real fire of the sun."

Lu Li, who has experienced the low-profile version of the Peach Banquet, really feels that he has nothing to do, but his imagination is back to his imagination, and it can be turned into a driving force to move forward.

Don't just daydream, and don't belittle yourself. The days to come are still long, so don't fight for a moment.

After cutting off the distracting thoughts, Lu Li lifted the lid of the tripod, took pictures from the sky, and took out the nails from the inside.

Because it was given a shape and quenched successfully during the first forging, the main body of the nail remained unchanged even after the calcination time was extended, but the exterior was covered with a layer of ash-like material, which looked extraordinarily hard.

Impurities.

Thoughts flashed.

Lu Li suddenly raised his hand, and before the residual warmth disappeared, he threw a punch in the air, which was considered to be the ultimate combat power in a conventional form.

Clang!

The roar of gold and iron started from this open space and spread in all directions.

The Hall of the King of Spirits.

On the throne, the black-robed spirit king who was approving the memorials of the yin divisions from all over the world made a decisive move, and used his divine power to condense a yellowish mask to isolate the sound waves.

Otherwise, the imperial city and its people within a radius of ten miles would either die on the spot, or bleed from both ears and become crazy fools.

Even so, there was still a voice that came out, although not fatal, but it was alarming.

"What exactly is the saint doing?"

An old minister covered his heart, obviously frightened by the sudden movement.

Next to him, his colleague said helplessly: "I can't control your Majesty, just help the Emperor Taishang to handle the affairs of the state."

"I heard that the demons and ghosts that have been entrenched in the mountains and fields recently are being besieged and suppressed. There is finally a new hope in the world."

"Fortunately, we had the foresight to join the Emperor Taishang early. In the future, as long as we do our job well in the sun, we will be able to be a yin **** with a longevity equal to the sky after death, and the days should not be too beautiful."

The topic gradually shifted.

Someone thought of the emperor who was still trapped on the north bank of the Yangtze River, unable to advance or retreat, and secretly rejoiced.

the other side.

Qingfeng stroked the mysterious cat with one hand and rested his forehead with the other. He sighed at Yuechi and said, "Your brother-in-law is hammering iron again."

"Sister..." Yuechi took the initiative to defend Lu Li, and said warmly, "Listen carefully, there is only one sound, not continuous forging."

"Alas, I've been in the palace listening to the voice of Dangdangdang recently, and I've been tortured to the point of being a little nervous."

Qingfeng's face is full of resentment.

As the culprit, Lu Li didn't have that kind of self-awareness. He used his fist to smash the impurities covering the outer layer of the nails, allowing the divine soldier to ask questions.

Bright and dazzling.

The bright white Taiyi Gold Essence has not cooled down yet, so the color shines to the extreme, and the wisps of sharpness radiate out of their own accord, without the need for others to urge them. All creatures that approach are on the list of attacks, even if Lu Li is this one. Blacksmiths are no exception.

"water."

"quick."

Hearing the Lord's order, the dragon turtle did not dare to hesitate, opened his mouth wide, and the increasingly dark and gloomy liquid was sprayed out, quenching the divine weapon for the second time.

During this period, Lu Li was not idle, he controlled the nails to float in the air so that they would not be contaminated with the earth's air.

At the same time, he took out the quaint wooden cup from the small universe in his body. Before the black mane horse could react, a drop of golden blood was pointed out.

The cup shrank again and returned to the belly.

The dragon turtle is a species of dragon and has a strong sense of dragon-type treasures. It is extremely eager in its heart, but does not dare to ask for it, so as not to appear to be insatiable greed.

After all, the bottle of precious blood that Lu Li gave is enough to cherish.

When can you fight for it?

In this way, he was embarrassed to ask for the apparently more precious drop of dragon blood.

Lu Li's collection of rare treasures and his lavish style of action made the dragon turtle completely rein in his heart. Even if he was told to do things that involve danger to his life, he didn't refuse at all.

However, what kind of danger can a forge bring?

As the true blood left by the previous dragon king was smashed into the nine-foot nail rake, a vision immediately appeared.

Originally, it had a bright silver body with no chisel engraving on its body. It was manifested by a tadpole-shaped rune, and it continued to extend outwards, eventually forming light golden tiny wandering dragons, which decorated it even more extraordinary.

"Okay, you can call it a day."

"hold head high!"

What responded to Lu Li was a roar of dragons.

The dragon tortoise is still unfinished. With the help of the dragon blood left by Pudu Cihang when it transformed, it has a small entry and can spray more black water to complete the secondary quenching of the weapon.

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The most important thing is that if you run out of energy in the middle, you can get supplements again.

However, the rake has been completed.

Hope broken.

Right now, it's twilight.

However, the imperial city seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, and the strips of auspicious energy rose up, as if breathing, gently floating up and down, swallowing the spiritual energy from the heaven and earth.

"Come."

Lu Li waved his hand, without using any mana, let alone any means, he just called softly.

And Ding Rake seemed to have opened up his intelligence, turned into a streamer and flew, and was held in his hand in the blink of an eye.

When this weapon was first cast, it weighed 2,524 jins of Hanzo. Now the impurities have been quenched and removed, and there are still Hanzos.

Is this the way of God?

By absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and even the king's qi buried deep in Jinling, Ding Rake made up all the weight it lost.

"Good baby."

The son does not dislike the ugly mother, and the dog does not dislike the poor family.

The words are not false, but they are indeed in line with Lu Li's current state of mind. After all, this rake was forged by his hard work and hard work. The hard work and meaning are not enough for outsiders.

"It's a pity that there is no opponent to test the troops."

Without hesitation, Lu Li waved a rake towards the sky.

There is no way, the palaces around are all private property, it hurts to break down, and it takes time and effort to repair.

Phew!

Nine streams of light rose into the sky wrapped in endless storms. It happened that there were several thunderclouds that stretched for several miles in the sky. Before thunder and raindrops were brewing, they disappeared directly, as if they had never appeared.

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