Chapter 1402: Refinery (1/2)

The first thousand four hundred and two chapters refining

Top practice training ground.

The time has passed for more than 30 years. At this moment, there is a silver-white stick that floats in front of Ningqi. This silver stick is engraved with a special grain line, and even Ningqi, who is practicing on the first floor of the nine prison tempering, I can't see the mystery of these lines, which shows that Ning Qi's refining technique is far from reaching the level of refining the best.

Numerous fairy spirits surged out of Ningqi, wrapped in a dragon stick, and refining the remains of the fairy gods on it.

In the first year, the dragon stick is still incomparably dark, just like the garbage, there is no mystery, but as time goes by, the spirit of the spirit is continuously refining, the layer on the dragon stick Black rust peeled off a little, and its true face gradually appeared in front of Ningqi.

”There are a total of one hundred and eight heavy fairy bans on this, I have refining it to the 93rd weight, and soon after, I will be able to refine this thing...”

In the first layer of the nine prison tempering techniques, it is said that the grades of the spirits are divided according to the law of the imperial sect. The lowest quality of the lower spirits is also engraved with the ban on the three sacred spirits. They all contain tens of thousands of fairy spirits. After many times of scouring and refining, Ningqi can break through!

Eight years later.

When the last sacred ban was smelted by Ningqi, the Panlong sticks burst into a dazzling silver light, and the surging scent of the spirits rushed out of its body, as the clouds swallowed.

If there is a link, if you have a link with Ning Qi's heart on the Panlong stick, this dragon stick seems to be Ning Qi's third arm.

”rise!”

Ning Qi thought of a move, the dragon stick in front of him madly skyrocketed, straight into the sky, as if a pillar connected to heaven and earth!

”small!”

In the blink of an eye, the dragon stick became the size of a silver needle and floated in front of Ningqi.

“Is this not a golden hoop?”

Ning Qi has a strange face.

In the Journey to the West, Sun Wukong is holding such a big and small stick, smashing the heavenly court, and the dragon stick in front of Ningqi is similar to the wishful golden hoop stick depicted in it!

The mind was slightly moved, and the dragon stick was made into the size of an ordinary stick. Ning Qi stretched his hand and felt that he was sinking.

”This weight...”

A trace of amazement disappeared from Ning Qi's eyes. The weight of the dragon stick was beyond his expectation. Ning Qi's body was the emperor's law, and he practiced the prison dragon statue. The power is more than the ordinary monk. I don’t know how many times, even if it is a lift, it is a breeze.

But this dragon stick, even let him feel the meaning of ‘heavy’, showing its weight and the extent of horror.

”I don't know if a half-step meditator can bear this stick?”

Ning Qi's mouth evokes a hint of lightness, not mentioning the other mysterious parts of the dragon stick, the simple swing, the attack strength is afraid that the existence of the half-step creation level is not good.

“Hey! Congratulations to the host for the best of the best!”

”Panlong stick special effects: destroying the law, improving the speed of the host practice, and triple the damage bonus to the dragon (real dragon).”

”Break the law, is it a force to drop the 10th? Improve the speed of the host practice, this special effect is not bad, but the triple damage to the dragon is added to the brackets behind it, it is difficult to ...”

Ning Qi touched the chin, there is a real dragon, there must be a pseudo-dragon, the group represented by the small six, should be the real dragon, after all, its form is very different from the dragons here, it is the dragon head of the snake, here The dragons are a bit like a lizard with a pair of wings.

”All in all, regardless of whether the Panlong stick has a damage bonus to the fake dragon, this excellent spirit is very obvious to my combat power, and then with Yue Feng, perhaps as long as a stick, as for the fierce air...”

Ning Qi’s eyes showed a hint of anticipation.