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    In the water vein spirit chamber above the Western Mountain, Ding Rulan was still refining the cold spring water in the teapot drop by drop.

    Whenever she refines a drop of the Yinhan Spring, she can clearly feel a cool and refreshing breath flowing through her body. She can even feel that the spiritual power in her body seems to become more comfortable after integrating this breath.  His cultivation level is increasing accordingly, and even the hidden wounds in his body caused by his previous forcible practice of thunder magic are gradually healing.

    This feeling made Ding Rulan feel like she couldn't stop. Especially after Yang Junshan left, when Ding Rulan refined the Earth Yin Hanquan for the second time, the time at that time did not reach the hour that Yang Junshan asked, but the result was not only without any  The discomfort even caused her cultivation to grow a little faster than the first time.

    Perhaps even the teacher did not expect that his physique would be so compatible with the Yinhan Spring. After all, the teacher once said that he was not proficient in the inheritance of the water element that he practiced, so he had to explore on his own. Before, he had luck.  No, my meridians were injured by forcibly practicing the thunder magic power that was not very suitable for my body. But now the Yinhan Spring is so suitable for me that I can refine it with almost no effort. The teacher's instructions are more like  It's just in case.

    In this kind of pleasure of being able to clearly feel the growth of cultivation, Ding Rulan slowly shortened the one-hour interval specially instructed by Yang Junshan, but she did not notice at all that as she refined more and more cold springs of the earth,  , the skin under her clothes has gradually been dyed with a layer of green color like ice crystals.

    After she had finished refining the thirty-sixth drop of the Yinhan Spring, Ding Rulan, who was still unfinished, once again raised her hand to draw out a drop of the Yinhan Spring from the frozen teapot, but suddenly heard a crisp sound, like a  The frozen ice seemed to be cracking. Her arms were not raised as before, but the spiritual power running in her body surged out of her hands.

    not good!

    A thought flashed through Ding Rulan's mind, and she realized that the spiritual power gushing out of her body was far more powerful than ever before. What was even worse was that because her arms suddenly became stiff, the spiritual power gushing out was not strong enough.  The ice that sealed the spout was accurately concentrated and hit the ice-sealed teapot directly.

    ¡°Kick-kick-kick-kick¡­¡±

    The ice layer on the surface of the teapot was immediately shattered. Driven by this spiritual power, the entire teapot first hit the wall of the spiritual chamber, then bounced back and fell to the ground, and even rolled towards the center of the spiritual chamber.  After rolling for a few times, he fell into the spiritual spring that was drawn by a branch of the water vein with a "gudong" sound.

    Ding Rulan's eyes widened, thinking that this time she was in big trouble, and she quickly stood up to fish the teapot out of the spring.

    Unexpectedly, this movement was followed by several more "click-click" sounds. Her body was stiff and difficult to move, but the force pouring out of her body was still there, and it even knocked Ding Rulan over.

    But then she discovered something more serious. Although she fell to the ground, she still roughly retained the cross-sitting posture she had practiced before. She looked like a sculpture. At this time, she  Noticing that her hands had turned into green ice crystal color, she was immediately horrified, but at this moment she couldn't even open her mouth.

    "Gululu"

    Ding Rulan, who was lying stiff on the ground, could still hear the sound and follow the sound, but she saw water splashing in the spring, and she secretly thought something was broken. This was the earth-yin cold spring in the teapot leaking out of the spring, and it was in contact with the spring.  The spiritual springs were mixed together, and now it was impossible to retrieve the Yinhan Spring even if the teapot was taken back.

    Just when Ding Rulan was still upset, she suddenly discovered that the water surface in the spring was rolling, and the water vapor on it suddenly began to increase, and even rich white vapor emerged.

    Although Ding Rulan couldn't move, she was curious in her heart. Isn't the cold spring here a very yin thing? Why does it look like a boiling pot now?

    But immediately she heard a subtle "cha-cha" sound coming from her body. Ding Rulan rolled her eyes and suddenly discovered with horror that after the white mist emitted from the spring, it started to spray the moment it touched her body.  It condensed into layers of white ice crystals and began to spread towards her whole body.

    It was only then that Ding Rulan realized her situation. Her whole body was stiff and frozen from the inside out like an ice sculpture. At this time, she was covered by layers of ice formed by white water vapor.

    Are you going to die

    Ding Rulan found that she was obviously going to die, but her thoughts and eyes were still not affected at all. She watched the ice layer on her body getting thicker and thicker, until there was only a human silhouette left on the ground

    In the oven room, on top of the opened copper-colored refining furnace, a pair of human-lookingThe two squirrels are playing with each other. Each of the two little squirrels is jumping on the five fingers of one glove and chasing each other. Whenever one of them is about to catch up, the other glove will move backwards.  Block, followed by a "pop" sound like a high-five. As the two squirrels chased each other faster and faster, the frequency of the two gloves' high-fives became faster and faster, and the sound became louder and louder.  dense.

    Mr. Xiao looked at the two gloves chasing each other in the sky, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and said: "Congratulations to the teacher for refining another treasure, and congratulations to Fellow Daoist Yang for the success of the magic weapon."

    Yang Junshan said quickly: "This is all due to Senior Qibao's outstanding weapon refining skills. Oh, no, from now on we will be called 'Senior Eight Treasures'!"

    "Ha ha ha ha¡­¡­"

    Master Qibao, oh no, Master Babao laughed proudly at first. Obviously he was extremely satisfied with the success of refining the magic weapon this time. However, Master Babao is a person who has experienced great battles. After appreciating his  A moment later, he quickly recovered from his previous satisfaction and said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, you should put away the magic weapon first. Now I am afraid that many people in Nantianmenfang City have noticed the strange phenomenon of the treasure being released.  "

    "oh?"

    Although Yang Junshan was a little puzzled, he still reached out and made a move. The pair of flesh-colored gloves swirled in the air, then flew towards his outstretched hands and put them directly on his hands, like a pair of gloves.  It's like a thin film, and if you don't look carefully, it's just like the palm of his hand.

    The moment this pair of gloves was put on his hands, a pair of little squirrels appeared out of thin air on the giant peak in the dantian.

    The weapon spirit of the Tiger Seal sitting on the mountain tiger saw something else appear. The head that was entrenched on the side of the mountain suddenly lifted up and roared suddenly, as if to declare its status and divide the sphere of influence.

    The pair of little squirrels appeared on the giant peak that reaches the sky. Before they could carefully observe their new landing place, they were startled by the roar of the tiger weapon spirit sitting on the mountain, and they started to scream.

    There was a hint of contempt in the eyes of the Sitting Tiger Weapon Spirit as big as copper bells, as if he was looking down on these two little ones.

    Unexpectedly, this pair of little squirrels were angered by the leering look of the sitting tiger. The two little guys' small bodies shuttled quickly on the giant peak of the sky. Soon, one left and one right approached the sitting tiger, and in mid-air.  With a dexterous leap, one caught the sitting tiger's long tail, and the other actually turned around deftly in mid-air to avoid the sitting tiger's huge mouth, and scratched it hard on the head.  A handful.

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    As Yang Junshan's natal magic weapon spirit, Sitting Tiger suddenly felt that his authority had been greatly challenged. He immediately jumped up from the ground, his huge head slammed the squirrel above his head, and then turned around and headed towards  Another squirrel on the tail pounced.

    The squirrel that was thrown away from its head flipped over in the air and landed lightly on the ground. The squirrel on its tail also seemed to flash like a flash, avoiding the giant mouth of the mountain tiger in the flash of lightning.

    The Sitting Tiger became more and more angry. It jumped towards the two squirrels with its huge body. However, its huge body was not as agile as the two squirrels. However, the two squirrels cooperated with each other tacitly. You came and I actually played with the Sitting Tiger.  Embarrassed.

    In the middle of the top of the giant peak that reaches the sky, the pangolin weapon spirit lay lazily on the handle of the broken mace. Looking at the noisy scene not far away, he snorted and said: "What a stupid tiger!"

    After a while, the sitting tiger weapon spirit finally realized that it would not have any upper hand if this continued, so the tiger roared and jumped out of the battle group, but the two squirrels could not stop it.

    But he saw it return to the position it occupied before, and remained indifferent even if the two squirrels came forward to provoke them. If the two squirrels came forward again, it would just sweep a tiger's tail across, forcing the two squirrels to turn around and flee.  For a time, neither party dared to cause trouble for the other. The two little squirrels began to build a shelter farther away from the top of the mountain, and the mountain tiger weapon spirit seemed to acquiesce in the existence of the two squirrel weapon spirits.

    Seeing that the excitement was gone, the pangolin weapon spirit closed his eyes and continued to sleep. From the beginning to the end, neither the sitting tiger nor the two little squirrels dared to provoke it.

    Yang Junshan felt the pair of gloves that had been put on his hands and praised: "It is so ingenious that it is no different from human skin. Even the younger generation cannot notice its existence when wearing it on their hands."

    Master Babao smiled and said: "Young friend Yang is ridiculous. Now that the magic weapon has been completed, it does not have a name yet. I might as well give it a name and it will not be in vain for my three years of hard work."

    "As it should be!"

    Yang Junshan nodded, and said slightly: "This pair of gloves is actually a pair of silver palms, and it contains the power of space. In the opinion of the younger generation, let's call it 'Silver Sky'!"

     ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Master Babao nodded his head when he heard this, said: "But it is also appropriate. Although this 'Silver Sky' is the driving shell of a high-grade magic weapon, its own weapon spirit is only equivalent to that of a low-grade treasure, and its power is naturally not as good as expected.  However, as long as the child concentrates on pregnancy and childbirth, and his spirituality increases in the future, the power of the magic weapon will naturally increase as well."

    Yang Junshan said sincerely: "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

    However, Master Babao smiled and said: "If I guess correctly, the technique Yang Xiaoyou practices should be a Tao-level inheritance, right?"

    Yang Junshan was slightly startled, but then he heard that Master Babao seemed to believe that his cultivation inheritance was extraordinary, and continued: "Generally speaking, the spiritual nourishment of the magic weapon spirit is naturally the result of the higher level of the cultivation method practiced by the monks themselves.  The higher the better, the little friend only needs to nurture it carefully. In the future, the spirit of this object can not only be improved to the level of matching the high-grade treasure, but it may not even be possible to go further in the future."

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