"I'm going to practice too!"

"And me!"

"Baby, don't forget your uncle!"

Seeing that the weapon in Shi Linhu's hand was so extraordinary, the others in Shi Village couldn't sit still. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's the noise?"

The crutches in the old patriarch's hand slammed down, and he puffed out his eyes and yelled at everyone, "Come one by one, go back and prepare things first." ”

"Yes! Yes!"

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and hurriedly ran home to collect materials, intending to refine weapons and equipment.

"I also want to refine a treasure, but I don't have any materials!"

Xiao Shi touched his head, his eyes rolling around, "Huh, I remember that the patriarch's grandfather also had a black iron whetstone at home, which was just right for me to refine into a weapon." ”

With a flicker of the figure, Xiaoshi rushed out quickly and ran back to get the materials.

"This little one. ”

The old patriarch shook his head helplessly, turned to look at Shao Hao, "Baby, if you refine these, it won't hurt you, right?"

The old patriarch was a little worried about Shao Hao. Legend has it that some tribal refining weapons require blood sacrifices. If the refining tool refines the baby's body, this will not work.

"It's fine. It's all the functions of the Refining Pavilion, and I don't have to make any effort. ”

Shao Hao pointed to the furnace in front of him and smiled at the old patriarch, "Patriarch Grandpa, rest assured, this refining pavilion was created by the Supreme Patriarch, as long as I open it, I don't have to work hard." ”

He's right. ”

The hazy blue light rippled, and the figure of the willow god appeared in the Refining Pavilion, "I saw it just now. The refining weapons are all the divine power of the creation of this refining pavilion. ”

The figure of the willow god loomed in the blue light, as if it was a phantom floating in the blue light.

Raising his eyes and scanning around the Refining Pavilion, Liu Shen nodded in admiration, "Nothing is refined, everything is refined." The ability of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable to create all things is really admirable. ”

"Thank you for your advice. ”

The old patriarch bowed and saluted to the willow god.

"No need to be polite. ”

Liu Shen waved his hand to help the old patriarch and nodded slightly, "There is a divine body buried in the ground of Shicun. When I attained Nirvana, it was precisely because I took root in Ishimura and absorbed the residual divine power in the divine body that I was able to regain my vitality. ”

"There is a god buried in the ground of the stone village, is it the first priest?"

The old patriarch exclaimed, his face full of shock.

"Not really. This divine body has been buried for a long time, even older than the existence of Ishimura. ”

Liu Shen shook his head, stretched out his hand, and a huge gap opened in the ground outside the Refining Pavilion, and a huge corpse with golden light slowly rose from the ground.

It was a half-human, half-beast skeleton, with a human head and a beast body, and six wings on its back. The skeleton was as high as a hundred feet, and the golden light flashed all over the body, revealing a mighty divine might.

"It's also a waste to bury this thing in the ground, since you can refine it, let's refine it too!"

With a wave of his hand, Liu Shen sent this huge skeleton into the Refining Pavilion, and the figure flickered, and the light dissipated.

"A god body! This is a god body!"

The old patriarch's eyes lit up, and he trembled with excitement, "If this thing is refined into a weapon, it will be so strong that it is boundless." ”

"Patriarch Grandpa, this giant skeleton is the most suitable for training into a flying treasure. It has six wings, which is exactly enough to be trained into three pairs of wings. ”

Shao Hao said to the old patriarch, bent down and grabbed the huge skeleton divine body, waved his hand and threw it into the furnace of the Refining Pavilion.

"Boom!"

The flames churned, and the golden divine body melted in an instant.

"Is this a trick?"

When refining the golden corpse, Shao Hao understood the origin of the corpse from the information fed back by the Refining Pavilion.

"Wings of Heroic Moves, Refining!"

According to the hint of the Refining Pavilion, the so-called "power of creation" that drove the Refining Pavilion, a flame churned up, and three pairs of golden wings appeared in the flames.

"It's done!"

The firelight dissipated, and the three pairs of wings cooled and solidified, floating in front of Shao Hao.

The golden wings look like wings, but in fact, the feathers are all made of thin bone fragments.

The golden wings are like the wings of the golden-winged Dapeng, and the brilliant golden light flows, and the divine power is vast.

The bony feathers are as sharp as knives. In addition to flying, the lethality is also terrifying.

"Huh, what beautiful wings!"

At this time, Xiao Shi held a long piece of black iron and hurriedly ran into the Refining Pavilion.

Seeing the three pairs of golden wings floating in mid-air, Xiao Shi's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head again, "It's a pity that you can't eat it." ”

"It's a flying treasure, and it's a weapon, but it's not for food. ”

Shao Hao stretched out his hand, and the three pairs of wings shrank to the size of a palm, and fell into Shao Hao's hands, "Patriarch Grandpa, how do you see this thing being distributed?"

"What's more?"

The old patriarch smiled, "You take one." Take one of the small stones. The rest of the one, just leave it first! Whoever wants to use it, just take it again. ”

"Good!

Xiao Shi threw away the black iron in his hand, reached out and took a pair of wings, held it in his hand, and looked up and down with love.

"Just drop a drop of blood and refine it with qi and blood. ”

Shao Hao cut his fingers, dripped a drop of blood and fell into the golden wings, and then puffed up qi and blood and poured into the golden wings.

"Huh!"

The golden light flashed, and a pair of golden wings stretched out behind Shao Hao, and with a slight fan, the figure swayed.

"Wow! It's so much fun!"

Seeing this, Xiao Shi hurriedly learned Shao Hao's method, and soon refined his pair of wings.

"Oh......"

As soon as his wings spread, the little stone monster roared and soared into the air, roaring out of the Refining Pavilion, whistling and circling over the stone village.

"Huh, that piece of black iron ......"

Shao Hao put away his wings and fell to the ground, seeing the black iron pieces dropped by the small stones, the prompt of the Refining Pavilion suddenly sounded in his mind.

"It's an artifact?"

The so-called artifact is the artifact used by the gods.

When a practitioner is promoted to the "Divine Realm", he can be called a god. The gods, in the great wilderness, belong to the top existence.

"What kind of artifact is it?"

Shao Hao bent down and grabbed this long strip of black iron, waved his hand and threw it into the furnace of the Refining Pavilion.

No matter what kind of artifact it is, as long as the black iron outside is refined, it can reveal its true form.

"Hoo ......"

The flames swept through, and the long black body instantly melted, revealing the true form of the artifact.

This is a long one about four feet, eight flutes and twenty-four sections, the whole body is pitch black, the shape is simple, as if it is a hard whip made of black stone.

This is a hard whip, not a soft whip.

Similar to the "whip", this is a heavy blunt weapon.

"Whip the mountain?"

Seeing this four-foot hard whip, the old patriarch trembled, "It turns out ...... The ancestral artifact of the Shi Clan has not been lost!"

"It's actually an ancestral artifact of the Shi Clan?"

Shao Hao waved his hand and took off the "mountain whip" and handed it to the old patriarch.

"The ancestors are above, and the stone sacred objects are back in the hands of future generations!"

The old patriarch held the "mountain whip" and was so excited that he burst into tears.

This is the first priest of Ishimura, the artifact refined by the "stone god". The stone god fell, the stone clan declined, and the artifact "mountain whip" was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, the "mountain whip" saw the light of day again, and the old patriarch cried with joy.