Chapter 674： Mutant bag

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"Also let no one go, the woman is a mother-in-law, and the sky is going to be dark!" On the carriage, a blue sullen sorrowful voice.

General Lan Da is annoyed.

The disappointing daughter, you said that everyone has to go, she knows that she is holding her mother crying, crying, no one is coming to pull him to say a few words, no one is afraid that he is overly sad, what is a depression? Well.

Also, that is called Yu Jiu.

Earlier in front of him, he was still a young man, and when he met Mrs. Blue, he was like a grandson.

It is as if he has become a bad person by himself, and Blue Yingwu wants to be more and more wrong.

Lan Caier looked at the carriage carrying her mother. The father, Lan Yingwu, didn't even look at her. She was holding her, and she cried like a child.

"Yu Jiu, he really didn't want my daughter."

When I saw the blue color, I cried my nose and my eyes were red. I was so uncomfortable as the ants biting, and he said softly.

"Cai Er, I promise you, after I have finished my business, I will personally take our children to the door and seek the forgiveness of Master Yue Zhang." Yu Jiu tightly holds the hand of Lan Cai, he only hopes That day, it won't be too long.

"Who wants to have a baby with you." Lan Caier broke into laughter and hammered it for a few times.

It’s just that Yu Jiu and Lan Cai’s children didn’t think that the words of Yu Jiu were a word.

After many years, he really visited the Blue House, but at that time, he was not facing Lan Yingwu, but...

After Lan Yingwu and others left, another month passed.

With the help of Jiujiu, the mercenary city is getting on the right track.

During this time, an episode also occurred.

As the elders of the elders and the many disciples were missing, the mixed sects sent people to investigate the matter.

Fortunately, Ye Lingyue and Yu Jiujiu are prepared.

As a result of the investigation by the people of the mixed Yuanzong, Gu Elder and others had an unprecedented battle in the Zizhuling area because of the accidental encounter with the Qing Lei and the ban of the Qing Lei Daomen.

In the end, the mixed Yuan Zong and Qing Lei Daomen lost both sides. The elders and the head of the Qing Lei Daomen, Huang Daxian, fell in this battle.

In Ye Hongyue’s Hongmeng Tianli, the seven or eight strains transplanted into the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo also experienced a transformation.

That night, due to the rush of time, Ye Lingyue only transplanted the bamboo shoots of Qiankun Zijinzhu.

The flow time of Hongmengtian is much faster than the outside world. Qiankun Zizhu is inside, but within a month, it has broken through several times.

Due to the aura of Hong Mengtian, there have been some changes in Qiankun Zijinzhu.

Originally only half a person high, Qiankun Zijinzhu, actually rose to a few feet high, and the bamboo body is also a lot of growth, the top is covered with bamboo, the posture, Ye Lingyue is very doubtful, another few months, Qiankun Zijinzhu must grow to the scale of bamboo.

Ye Lingyue also heard the dragon bag earlier, the higher the year of Qiankun Zijinzhu, the better the quality.

Qiankun Zijinzhu, which was grown in Zizhuling earlier, is roughly one hundred to two hundred years old, and the bamboo section is at most one or two.

However, after being transplanted into Hongmengtian, the bamboo festival of Qiankun Zijinzhu became a three-fourth festival, and the most sacredness reached five knots.

This means that it is already 500 years of Qiankun Zijinzhu.

Not only that, but some very cute little bamboo shoots have grown on the ground.

Moreover, the Qiankun Zijinzhu, which was planted in Hongmengtian, does not need to be cut down with the weapons of the melting fire. It only needs Ye Lingyue to control the gods and can be easily felled.

Everything is ready, and the rest is refining.

Ye Lingyue pondered, and plans to cut some Qiankun Zijinzhu recently and try to use it to refine Qiankun bags.

The dragon bag was taught by Ye Lingyue. How to refine the Qiankun bag, but the early Ye Lingyue suffered from no material, so there was no refining.

Since the growth of Qiankun Zijinzhu is good now, Ye Lingyue feels that the first batch is collected for refining.

If the refining is successful, Ye Lingyue intends to use the Qiankun bag to anonymously participate in the world's first forging.

Ye Lingyue is a temper to say and do.

That night, she came to the refining room of the city's main house with a small donkey.

Since the eradication of the mercenary alliance, Ye Lingyue has moved the refining materials in the original refiner shop to the city's main house. Only the dragon bag will be used on weekdays.

After entering the night, the dragon bag has also been rested.

Ye Lingyue took out three sections of Qiankun Zijinzhu, which is about the length of his arm. It is a whole five hundred years of Qiankun Zijinzhu.

Ye Lingyue was afraid that his first refining would fail, and he would have to be three.

As soon as the gods moved, Ye Lingyue’s palms flew out.

One of the Qiankun Zijinzhu was inhaled into the dry tripod.

Due to the high purity of Qiankun Zijinzhu grown in Hongmengtian, the process of purification in the first step can be almost omitted.

Ye Lingyue started the second step directly, using the Dan fire refiner.

Although Ye Lingyue has had other experience in refining, he can use his own life, the fire, the first time.

When Dan Tianli, the little gray fire, jumped into the dry tripod, Ye Lingyue's heart could not help but mention it.

I know, the gray fire has not burned for a long time, Ye Lingyue smelled a burnt smell.

The first five hundred years of Qiankun Zijinzhu, even directly burned into coke.

Ye Lingyue is both distressed and scared.

"What kind of wildfire, it is too ruined, and even the Yuankun and the mental power can't hurt the Jinkun Zijinzhu, which burned directly."

The little gray fire is still in the dry trip of Ye Lingyue, and it is moving back and forth like a naughty child.

骂 骂 骂 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶 叶

Ye Lingyue was depressed for a while, but she could change her mind. The gray fire seemed to be more powerful than she thought. Otherwise, how could she burn a piece of purple bamboo.

Ye Lingyue adjusted the breath and took out the second piece of Qiankun Zijinzhu.

This time, Ye Lingyue learned the spirit, she carefully controlled the gray fire, did not throw the purple gold bamboo directly into the fire.

Qiankun Zijinzhu was soon burnt like red iron. From the bamboo body, a bamboo fiber with a purple-gold color like a hair was taken out. As the gray fire slowly burned, the bamboo fiber became A red silk thread.

Those silk threads are as soft and soft as spider silk, and Ye Lingyue continues to use consciousness to control those silk threads.

In her mind, she sketched into a Qiankun bag. The silk threads were like long eyes, criss-crossing, just like a weaver in the weaver, who was using invisible hands.

It was a quarter of an hour, a beautiful small bag shaped like a sachet, purple gold, fell into the hands of Ye Lingyue.