I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

After a few days.

Xiao Jin, who was flying in the air, saw the dark clouds and violent winds thousands of miles away, sweeping towards him.

Although it was still noon, it was already pitch black under the dark clouds, and the waves were tumbling, often tens of hundreds of feet high.

Xiao Jin even saw some fleeing monks and monsters with his strong eyesight, and some of them were swept into the strong wind and disappeared. Obviously, the fate would not be very good.

Inside the blue sky

At this time, Jiang Yun was studying the refining experience of the three Le girls and Elder Le in the fire room, and there were more than a dozen flying sword magic weapons on the table next to him.

In the corner of the fire room, there are dozens of worms spraying spiritual fire towards the refining furnace, and they are melting the spiritual ore in the furnace.

A look of deep thought flashed across Jiang Yun's eyebrows, and it took a long time before he put down the jade slip and let out a long breath.

"It is easy for me to refine raw materials and remove impurities. Although the spirit patterns engraved on the magic weapon and the runes on the talisman are quite different, they can also be compared by analogy."

"However, how to match countless materials with different properties and characteristics, and what effects will be produced. These are elusive for a while."

"Is it a direct fusion of multiple materials? What is the fusion ratio? Or do you choose to combine them and use the spirit pattern to form a spiritual power cycle between several materials?"

In fact, as long as there is a specific refining method for the magic weapon, even Jiang Yun, the top-quality magic weapon, can be sure to complete the refining.

But if you can only refine step by step, but you don't understand why you have to match it like this, then you are just mediocre.

The same spirit pattern engraved on different materials produces very different effects.

"The art of crafting is really broad and profound, how profound is the method of formation that is recognized by Baiyi as the most talented one?"

"No wonder old man Le said that if you don't have talent in refining weapons and formations, you will be half-baked for a lifetime. Sure enough, there are some things that can't be achieved without hard work."

There is a reason why Jiang Yun suddenly learned the way of refining weapons.

Not long ago, Jiang Yun was pondering the method of refining the top-grade magic weapon, the Five Elements Clothes, into the magic weapon, the Five Spirits and True Soul Clothes.

As a result, the whole process does not require exquisite and complicated refining skills, as long as the spiritual power control is strong enough, it can be completed.

Jiang Yun decided not to bother Elder Le, but to do it himself after arriving at Biling Island.

But even if the level of refining equipment is not high, it can't be too bad, at least the level of the rookie Xiaobai is definitely not enough.

Jiang Yun has achieved some results in the past few days, and the flying swords on the table are Jiang Yun's practice work.

Jiang Yun's spiritual power control and spiritual strength are all here, even if it is the first time to refine a weapon, he can easily refine a middle-grade magic weapon.

After just a few days of hard work, the latest flying sword has barely entered the category of high-grade magic weapon.

With a thought in Jiang Yun's mind, several refined metal ingots flew over from the corner.

Just as he was about to refine the next flying sword, a voice sounded.

"Master, the sea gale is coming, and it must be unavoidable on a huge scale. It is expected to encounter it within an hour."

"There is only one island within a thousand miles. I think I can go to the island to hide and wait for the wind to pass."

Xiao Jin's voice was still so serious.

Hearing this, Jiang Yun extinguished the fire, and the metal ingots also fell on the table.

"It's been hard these few days. Next, take a good rest and leave it to me later." Jiang Yun replied.

Xiao Jin, who was flying at high altitude, hesitated to speak.

In fact, he wanted to say that he wouldn't get tired even if he flew for a month, but he didn't say much because he thought that the master had good intentions.

After spitting out the blue sky beads, Xiaojin sent another message.

Jiang Yun appeared in the outside world in a flash.

After putting away the blue sky beads and Xiaojin, Jiang Yun had a flash of inspiration, and the original white cassock was replaced with a black one.

At the same time, the bones of his whole body began to creak, and he turned into an eight-foot-tall, sturdy male cultivator, and the spiritual power of his whole body also turned into thick earth-type spiritual power.

Jiang Yunwai put his spiritual consciousness to check his appearance, and the corner of his mouth showed satisfaction.

It has to be said that the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator is convenient, he can check his own appearance without a mirror, and there are no dead ends in all aspects, showing every detail. Even better than a scanner.

Jiang Yun looked around and saw the island mentioned by Xiao Jin, set up the light and flew over.

After approaching the island, Jiang Yun first scanned the side with his spiritual sense, and found that it was a small, barren island with only two tiny spiritual veins.

Such an island can only be seen by casual cultivators in the Qi training period, but it is God's blessing that the monks in the Qi training period can fly a hundred miles in the open sea without dying, and they can't reach this isolated island at all.

The island is very small, with a radius of only a few miles, and the only mountain peak is only seven or eighty feet high.

Jiang Yun came to the foot of the leeward mountain, his hands were clasped with a yellow aura, and the rock wall in front of him began to squirm, and soon a nine-foot-high hole appeared.

After a few breaths, Jiang Yun put down his hands and walked towards the cave.

A few steps into the entrance of the cave, Jiang Yun flicked his fingers, and a white ball of light flew into the cave and stayed on the top of the cave, and the whole cave was suddenly bright as day.

Jiang Yun went to the deepest part of the cave, took out the futon and began to meditate, waiting for the wind to pass.

After half an hour.

Jiang Yun opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the cave, with an expression of surprise and interest on his face.

If Qinghuo, who is familiar with Jiang Yun, was present, he would know that Jiang Yun's bad taste came up.

With a wave of his sleeve, the light technique on the top of the cave disappeared, and Jiang Yun was also wrapped in a spiritual wind and disappeared without a trace.

despair! despair! despair!

Soon after, footsteps came from far and near.

"Senior Sister Liu, there is a cave here, I'm going to explore the way and say hello to the owner!" said a simple and honest male voice.

Another slightly old voice continued: "Who would like this kind of broken island? It must be a cave left by people who passed by before."

The simple and honest male voice faltered and said: "This is just in case there is an ambush."

The old voice said flatteringly: "We are three in the foundation building period, and Senior Sister Liu is a monk in the late foundation building period, and the registered disciple of Elder Wen. His strength is unpredictable. How can there be any danger?"

"Could it be possible for a monster of alchemy cultivation period to pop out of such a broken place? I think Brother Wu, your brain has been corroded by Yin Qi after practicing in the Yin Tomb for a long time!"

As several points of light flew into the cave, the cave was illuminated again.

There were four people who came in, two men, two women.

A female cultivator in a white skirt walked in the front, with a tall and bald man on the left and an old man with a goatee on the right.

The remaining woman had her bald head on her shoulders, her hands and feet were tied with a brocade belt, and several amulets were pasted on her body.

The two women, Jiang Yun, looked very familiar, and they were the two they met at old Ziyun's place.

Apparently, the young girl with good figure and appearance was not spared like his brother, but she was not killed for some reason.

Soon a few people observed the cave, and after checking it several times with their spiritual sense, they each found a place to sit down.

At this time, the little girl was placed in the corner, staring angrily at the three with tears in her eyes.

The old man next to him noticed the little girl's eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "Jie Jie Jie, as long as you explain the matter honestly, I will give you a good time, otherwise we will dedicate you to the Corpse Refining Hall."

"A high-quality girl like you is very rare. The Corpse Refining Hall will definitely select you to refine you into Yuanling Puppet."

Seeing the little girl's suspicious eyes, the old man was speechless for a while, did this girl stay in the family all year round and never go out? Even Yuan Lingpuppet didn't know.

The old man threatened viciously: "Do you know what is Yuanlingpuppet? It means that the whole body is refined by the fellows of the Corpse Refining Hall with a special method to become a utensil that is not bad for hundreds of years. After being sold, it is hehehe!"

Seeing the little girl's terrified expression, the old man showed satisfaction.

At this time, the female cultivator in the white skirt came over, squatted down and helped the little girl tidy her long black hair, and said softly:

"You are smarter than I thought, and you even saw the flaw and ran away quietly."

"But it's a pity that you didn't find the imprint of spiritual power that I left on you. Even if you teleported it several times in disguise, it still fell into my hands."

"For the sake of our acquaintance for many years, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of the magical treasure of the Wanjia inheritance, I swear to Daoxin that I will give you a good time."

After finishing speaking, the nun in the white skirt took off the talisman from the little girl's mouth.

Although the little girl couldn't move her body, her mouth regained her freedom, and she said angrily, "Don't even think about it, I won't hand it over even if I die. You witch and the people behind you will definitely suffer retribution!"

The female cultivator in the white skirt was not angry at all when she was scolded, but said in a calm tone.

"You seem to have misunderstood something. Your Wanjia's refining experience and water and fire tempering technique have already been obtained. I have already overfulfilled the mission of the master. The final soul-changing mirror is the icing on the cake. It is best to have it, and it is not a problem if you don't have it."

At this time, the female cultivator looked indifferent on her face, but she secretly hated in her heart: "The old guys in the door are the most cautious. If there is no magic mirror, they will definitely wear small shoes for me."

The female cultivator saw the little girl's face change slightly, so she took advantage of the momentum and continued to persuade her.

"Soul search can only see part of the memory, but the probability of seeing the whereabouts of the soul-changing mirror is still not small. Why do you have to make trouble with yourself?"

The female cultivator in the white skirt leaned close to the little girl's ear and whispered, "Could it be possible that you really want to be refined into a Yuanling puppet, and your physical body be used for hundreds of years? Think for yourself."

The little girl turned pale and trembled all over, but in the end she gritted her teeth and said forcefully:

"My Wanjia's soul-changing mirror helps to enhance the spirituality of magic weapons. It is a famous treasure in Chaotic Star Sea. No matter what price I pay, I will not let you villains get it! You just give up!"

"The old ancestor just mentioned to me something about the soul-changing mirror. In my memory, it belongs to a drop in the ocean. If you want to search for the soul, just search it!"

"Also, I will never believe a word of your words again!"

The originally soft and pretty face of the female cultivator in white skirt suddenly turned cold, and her eyes were full of indifference.

"I'll leave this girl to you two. You can do anything as long as you can get the news out of torture."

After speaking, the female cultivator stood up and walked to a distance, leaning against the wall with her arms folded, as if watching a good show.

The strong man just scratched his head when he heard the words, but the old man showed a wretched smile.

At this time, Jiang Yun, who was in the invisible state, muttered in his heart.

"Strengthening the spirituality of the magic weapon. How could there be such a heaven-defying thing? But looking at the expressions of the three people, it seems that it is not surprising, and they obviously know it."

"interesting."