Chapter 771

Listening to the opening of her trusted followers, Ling Youxian obviously preferred the latter's statement. She didn't think that longnanzi was so outstanding in refining tools. Moreover, in her view, it was all a small matter.

After all, the biggest thing in front of her now is to improve the rank of the Legion. If she only ranks seventh, her current cultivation and French ships are enough to suppress the seventh Legion and successfully challenge it instead.

Even the other party will not raise any resistance, after all, she is already a fairy!

But obviously, Ling you fairy's goal is by no means so simple. What she wants is not the seventh, but the sixth. Although there is only one difference, the available resources are quite different.

So this needs to be well planned. As for Wang Baole, Ling Youxian really ignored it. She didn't like the other party's style of acting originally, but the old ancestor arranged it and couldn't refuse it. As for giving Xing Xian Zhentian mask, she didn't take it too seriously. In her opinion, it took her a year or two to refine this treasure, so she didn't care too much. She waved her hand and ended this conversation.

Wang Baole, who didn't know all this, was walking in the ice Phoenix Legion at the moment. In his eyes, most of the ten people were female practitioners, but it was a pity that they were not yingyingyanyan, but valiant, walking with the wind

And it seems that his killer mace, that is, his appearance, seems to have lost its function here. Few people's eyes swept over him. Even Wang Baole took the initiative to say hello several times, but no one paid attention to it. So Wang Baole coughed a few times and comforted himself until he found his residence, and he also saw some problems.

"It seems that men don't have enough status here..." Wang Baole looked at his residence and recalled other houses and buildings he saw along the way. It was obvious that in this ice Phoenix legion, the women of fellow cultivation surpassed men in terms of status and living environment.

"Well, who makes the head of the army a cold sister?" Wang Baole shook his head and opened his residence with the Dongfu token. After stepping into it, although he was not very satisfied with the simple layout here, he didn't ask too much. After sitting cross legged, he sorted out his thoughts.

"Now I'm a disciple of Zhang Tianxing Xianzong. To some extent, as long as I don't kill myself, I don't have to pay too much attention to the threat of the head of the Mo long army."

"Then my next goal is to be able to stand firm in this ice Phoenix legion, so as to use this position to find a way to own their own legion, so as to obtain more skill skills in the eye of the star!"

"Of course, if you have the opportunity, you still need to contact the royal family... In that case, you may have more and greater gains!" Wang Baole squinted and pondered. Because there were immortals, palm stars and planetary ancestors here, Wang Baole decided to change his ability to become others. Unless it was a last resort, it was better not to use it.

"If you want to stand firm here, you must refine the fairy cover. Besides, you can also take this opportunity to learn the high-level weapon refining method of divine eye civilization!" Wang Baole pondered for a moment. After making a decision, he took out the jade slips of the Xing Xian Zhentian cover and looked carefully.

He had just glanced around before and vaguely saw that there was something good about this magic weapon. At this moment, after detailed analysis and research, his eyes slowly widened, and the more he looked, the more moving he looked, and finally he took a breath.

"Is this palm heaven punishment immortal sect so rich and powerful! This is actually a... Magic weapon of immortals!!" Wang Baole was shocked. It was really the gentle woman in yellow dress who said that this was the treasure used by ZhangTian Xingxian sect to assess the weapon refining disciples.

"I can't imagine how good the weapon refining level of the palm heaven punishment immortal sect is... Do all the disciples use Lingxian magic weapons in the examination?" Wang Baole was afraid that he was wrong, so he studied it carefully, and finally determined that he was not only right, but even more amazing than what he had seen before.

"According to the weapon refining division of the Federation, this Xing Xian Zhentian mask is beyond the existence of the nine grade magic soldiers and infinitely close to the divine soldiers... Especially its growth is against the sky, and it seems not impossible to reach the even higher level of the divine soldiers... God, this palm heaven Xing Xian sect, is it so powerful!!" Wangbaole swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his face turned white. He was really scared.

In fact, the effect of Xingxian Zhentian mask is mainly in the protection and anti shock. It is divided into eight layers. Each additional layer can form the anti shock force that can withstand 5% of the damage. After reaching the eighth layer, it can withstand 40% of the anti shock force, and obviously there is a higher level in the follow-up. Although there is no mark on the jade slips, with Wang Baole's experience, his intuition tells himself that there must be more behind!

This made Wang Baole more and more shocked. At the same time, he also stopped looking down, and even vaguely felt the pressure doubled, making him breathe like a mountain.

"I'm going to try!" Wangbaole took a deep breath and stared at the jade slips in his hand. His mind turned rapidly and continued to analyze and study. Time passed like this day by day. Soon wangbaole came to Bingfeng legion, which had been seven days.

In the past seven days, he almost didn't sleep. He was studying the Xingxian Zhentian mask, integrating his experience of refining the Federation, bronze ancient swords and divine eye civilization, and finally comprehended the first layer of this formula.

At the same time, his identity is also recorded in the Bingfeng corps, but his level is not high, and he can only obtain the lowest level of first level permission, but this permission has a great role, which allows him to purchase resources within the Bingfeng Corps.

So after buying these resources, Wang Baole began to officially refine the Xingxian Zhentian mask, but before preparing to refine in isolation, Wang Baole released the donkey like a conscience.

"Son, I'm good to you this time, but be honest with me. Don't make trouble for me, or I'll lock you up for a hundred years!" Wang Baole glared and secretly told his son that his father's original statement was effective, that is... We must fight until we are convinced!

Thinking of how much he weighed more than his father when he was a child, and still being beaten by his father many times, wangbaole felt more and more that he was right to do so, so he just wanted to continue to scold, but the little donkey's reaction stunned him.

In the past, when facing Wang Baole's scolding, most of the little donkey was either wronged, counselled, or flattered. In short, it was all kinds of positive emotions, but today it was different... It was obviously anxious, and even shouted at Wang Baole.

"Son, son, son!!"

His expression was extremely anxious, and he seemed to ask Wang Baole for something. Wang Baole looked at it and was surprised. He directly opened the storage bag and threw out some materials, but the little donkey just glanced at it and didn't eat it, but continued to bark.

This makes wangbaole a little dissatisfied.

"Picky eater, do you know you are gnawing old!!"

"Son son!!"

"Is it still called?!"

"Er Er ER!!"

Wangbaole patted his forehead, endured heartache, and thought it was his son after all, so he took out some good materials, but the little donkey looked at it, but he was still dissatisfied, which made wangbaole curious, and simply moved to communicate with the little donkey.

This communication, Wang Baole suddenly looked strange.

"You colored donkey!" Wang Baole was a little helpless. He knew from the description of the little donkey that the little donkey was looking for an item. This item was one of the items after the explosion of the battleship of the Murong army and the death of the friar. He also didn't know who its original owner was. In short... It was a puppet with a single function, which seemed ordinary, but if you look carefully, you will have a vivid imagination and know the character and preferences of its owner.

To some extent, it can let the little donkey vent its infinite energy, make it linger, eat marrow and know taste, and be happy without thinking of fatigue

Although he felt disgusted at the bottom of his heart, considering that the little donkey was only a fierce beast after all, Wang Baole sighed and found it in the storage bag, but he couldn't find it for a long time. Seeing that the little donkey was extremely depressed, Wang Baole waved his hand and had to give up. After sending the little donkey away, he sat down cross legged, took a deep breath and prepared to refine the immortal Zhentian mask.

But just as Wang Baole took out the materials for refining this treasure and was about to refine it, a memory flashed in his mind. In his memory, it was the storage bag he had given to the girl with a mole on his face in exchange for information. This memory widened his eyes and made him look more strange after a while.

"I sent it to the wrong person. If I had known this, I should send it to Ling you fairy..."