Chapter 1369 Favorite Boss Waste
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A shield talisman made from the skin of a top-tier earth-based primordial beast was able to resist the attack of the True Spirit Realm cultivator's eight-point strength.
This kind of strength of defense is comparable to a fourth-order high-grade magic robe, and this kind of magic robe cannot be produced in the current system, and the magic robe made by Sun Xiaojing is at most at the level of a fourth-order entry.
Of course, this is not the most powerful spell, the most powerful is the last twenty kinds of spirit runes that cannot be made now, all of which are made with the skin and blood of high-level spirit beasts, this level of talismans, even Xian Canglan is not able to catch it, and more than ten attempts have all failed.
Seeing that the last piece of spirit beast skin talisman paper disintegrated into several pieces under the seal knife, Xian Canglan smiled bitterly and dropped the seal knife, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said: "Yang Daoyou, this Xuanbing talisman has too high requirements for aura and divine soul, I have just entered the divine spirit realm now, and I can't write a spell without any flaws at one time, and I'm afraid I can't do it with more than twenty kinds of runes behind me." ”
Yang Ling shook his head indifferently and said: "Xian Daoyou, don't be frustrated, we just want to get the method of making the charm, this month has been successful, the rest of the time you think more about whether there is something in common between magic and charms, think more about the feasibility of the magic scroll, as for the so-called spirit runes in the back, it is dispensable for us." ”
So the old man Xian breathed a sigh of relief, in the past month, these charms have successfully subverted his cognition and understanding of the charms, but he has also been hit repeatedly in the production process, just this Xuanbing rune, he has been experimenting for seven or eight days, and it took three spirit beasts, but none of them have succeeded, and he feels that he has no place to put his old face.
The three-headed spirit beast, placed in the nine heavens and ten earths, was at least worth millions of spirit stones, and it was defeated by himself in three days.
Although Old Man Xian was depressed, at this time, in the huge laboratory, there were still a bunch of people happily and interested in making talismans.
Because this month, with the continuous successful development of the talisman, experiments were carried out everywhere in the courtyard of the soul control realm and the system, causing many people to come and join in the fun.
The first one who came was Chu Yuan, and as soon as this product appeared, he killed the old Taoist priest Zhang Yingquan.
Later, Gao Wenfeng and Yu Qiang also joined in.
Because Yang Ling forgot to sleep and eat and did not go home, a group of flowery wives and sisters-in-law also came to care and inspect, and at the same time found that making talismans was very fun, so they were reluctant to leave.
A few days ago, Ding Cong, who accompanied the succubus to the demon world for a month, finally came back, and when he saw it, yo he~! There are such fun things, so he didn't go back to his smart castle, after a few days of observation and study, he is now able to skillfully make five or six kinds of talismans.
The production of talismans is not the same as boring cultivation, it is different from the refining tools with strong professional requirements, and of course it is not the same as the boring and time-consuming alchemy, it does not have high requirements for monks, and there is no too complicated process, whether it is making rune paper or carving spells, it will make people unconsciously immersed in it.
Therefore, now this laboratory of thousands of square meters is now full of tables, and everyone's table is equipped with tools of similar size and style, of course, there are various colors of animal skins and ink blended with animal blood...... See......
"Hahahaha, sister-in-law, look, my magic talisman has succeeded again!"
"Giggles, my water escape charm has also succeeded!" It was Xue Yurong who was smiling like a little hen, her voice was full of magic, and she looked at Yang Ling vigorously while laughing, making Yang Ling tremble for no reason.
"Boom...... , There is ~ there ~ who ~~, come and understand the thunder talisman of this great immortal!" This is Chu Yuan's shrimp, at this time, he was holding a pale red charm and shaved his hair like a chicken nest and roared, and his expression was a mess.
Sun Xiaojing frowned slightly, glanced at Chu Yuan lightly, put down the seal knife, picked up a talisman seal on the table and looked at it a few times, then sighed and threw it into the garbage basket next to him.
And the more than ten old Taoist priests of the righteous faction now look more than half younger, like fifty or sixty-year-old half-pulled old men, all with long hair buns and long beards, wearing Yuan-level robes, quite the taste of fairy wind and bones, each standing in front of the table, concentrating on the fight, concentrating on the seal engraved with charms.
In a huge warehouse in the comprehensive magic test base, a master of the Protoss walked in and threw out a few Yuan-level beasts from the space equipment he carried, and the beasts that were thrown out would then be skinned and dug up by a group of Taoist priests, and the blood would soon turn into a pile of flesh and blood, and then someone would take away the flesh and send it to the barbecue factory to roast it into jerky, and the peeled animal skin would be sent to the charm laboratory after simple processing.
This month, there are no less than 1,000 Yuan Beasts sent over by the Protoss, and no less than 20 spirit beasts, but it seems that they are still a little unsupplied, because the waste is too serious, such as the simplest Shenxing Talisman, the animal skin of a few meters in size, Yang Ling can make dozens of them in one go, but if he gives it to Han Xinglin, it can basically succeed even if God blesses.
Another example is the spirit-level charm, now more than twenty spirit beasts have been wasted, and a total of only ten pieces have been made, and the loss is almost dozens of times the success, if it is according to the cost, it is completely disproportionate, if any sect is such a loser, it is estimated that it would have collapsed countless times.
But Yang Ling doesn't care, he is now rich in the Four Realms, including thousands of mortal interfaces, as well as the largest group of younger brothers of the Protoss, and under the rule of the Protoss, there are still human spirits and demons and tens of thousands of races, no matter what Yang Ling wants, open the communication light curtain and command a few words, and the resources will be sent over in a steady stream, ordinary Yuan Beast Spirit Beasts are simply not a thing, even if it is a fifth-level top-level Void Realm Spirit Beast, as long as Yang Ling needs it, the Protoss will also dispatch the Speaker Seat Ship to get it back, if you want to live, you will get it alive, if you want to die, you will die, or if you don't die, you will only leave five points of qi。
Waste, waste, what are you afraid of?
The younger brother just likes the boss to waste, and the best boss has a group of losers, only such an opportunity can he take a good look at the boss's ass, be familiar with his face, and brush his sense of existence.
Looking at a few brothers and a group of women, Yang Ling felt unusually entangled in his heart.
It's been a long time since I've been together like this.
It's just that once they all know that the earth is about to cease to exist, what kind of mood will it be?