C47 Senior What Are You Laughing About?

Ling Yan continued, "That mask looked as if it was made by the heavens, and it actually showed the expression on the mask clearly. It must have been made from material refined from primeval essence. Can I take a look at it?" The jade eye manual also contained an overview of refining techniques, but they were very few in number, and most of them were the refining methods of weapons. Ling Yan knew that these were the basic refining methods that cultivators generally knew, and if one wanted to learn more refining techniques, one had to enter a cultivation sect that specialized in refining weapons and had to learn from them.

Ling Yan was very interested in smithing. If he had the materials, he would be able to make whatever he wanted. Unfortunately, he didn't know anything about smithing and had no way to make it.

Hu Qiang hesitated for a moment, as if he was unwilling. However, he couldn't be blamed on others. They were beaten half to death yesterday, yet they came to borrow things today. Who would be happy about that? Hu Qiang cursed in his heart, "Shameless!" He got up and took out a translucent, thin, and rubber-like object from the pocket of his cloak hanging on the clothes rack, then turned around and handed it to Ling Yan. He was actually Daoist Master Qing Yun's senior brother, a generation higher than his master. As for Ling Yan's request, although Hu Qiang was extremely unwilling, he did not dare to disobey it, and even hoped that Ling Yan could release him from his imprisonment.

Ling Yan looked at the twenty-centimeter-long, soft, flesh-white round piece in his hand and was secretly amazed. It was as if this piece had fused with his skin and was actually able to completely change his appearance, to the point where even the cultivator's spiritual sense could not detect it.

Ling Yan, however, had a thorough understanding of the structure of the mask and had also mastered the crafting method. On the surface, the mask seemed to be quite complicated, but as long as one understood the principle behind it and knew the internal structure, everything would become extremely simple.

The mask was made from a total of five different kinds of materials, and they were refined and fused after the three types of true fire was removed. It also contained a small defensive array, allowing the mask to have a certain degree of defensive effect when worn on the face. Ling Yan had seen the forging method before, and knew that he could barely arrange a small formation. Even if he didn't know the name of the five materials, he had never seen them before.

Ling Yan lamented in his heart: it seemed that the collection and recognition of materials was a profound course for cultivators. Even if he knew the method of making a mask, without the materials, it would still be useless to not recognize the materials! Hand over the mask to Hu Qiang, and ask: "Who made this mask for you, can you tell me? I want to ask him some questions. "

Hu Qiang looked at him strangely and said unhappily, "Don't you know that your junior apprentice brother, Daoist Master Qing Yun, is a master refiner?" He muttered to himself: "What kind of senior brother is this? You don't even know your own junior brother. But thinking about it, this guy appeared in such a strange way that I don't know if I know or not."

"My junior apprentice-brother, Adept Greencloud?" Who is it? The nickname of one of them? " Ling Yan found this funny. His three juniors actually had nicknames for them.

"Daoist Priest Zhao Yu!" Hu Qiang was too lazy to explain.

"Zhao Yu?" Only then did Ling Yan recall what Zhao Yu had said about Wu Qi's disciple, Lu Renjie, asking for Martial Uncle's help in refining the flying sword. He didn't pay it any heed at the time. It seems like this third brother is also an expert refiner. Was his mother the one who taught him how to refine weapons? I don't think I've ever heard Father mention it before. If Mother knows how to forge artifacts, then why are the descriptions of weapons in the jade eye manual only limited to a few sentences? If his mother didn't teach him, then who taught him the refining skills of his second brother?

"Then this mask was forged by him?"

"Yes!" Hu Qiang hated Ling Yan as much as the ocean, and his words were like gold.

Ling Yan said helplessly, "I've already apologized to you, why are you so petty?" How can a Mind Cultivator be like you? "

Hu Qiang turned around, fuming, and said, "Do you want to give a stick to a carrot and pretend like nothing happened?"

"Then what are you going to do? A strike back? Or two carrots? " Although Hu Qiang's true form was that of a demonic beast, he had already transformed into a human, moreover he was so cute and charming, with a beautiful heart. Furthermore, Ling Yan did not have any thoughts of discriminating against demonic cultivators, so when he saw Hu Qiang's angry look, he could not help but laugh.

Hu Rose rolled her eyes at him, "Just release the shackles on my body."

Ling Yan smiled as he stood up and said, "Sit down and cross your legs. I will remove your restrictions!" Unlocking the shackles was actually quite simple. With a wave of his hand, Ling Yan could solve the problem easily. However, when Wu Qi mentioned that the shackles he placed seemed to have a life of their own, Ling Yan was intrigued. He wanted to see what the shackles he placed had become. Otherwise, Ling Yan would have really wanted to commit suicide.

Hu Qiang obediently sat down cross-legged in the middle of the empty space, without the slightest hesitation. Ling Yan sat down cross-legged across from her and released his soul consciousness into Hu Qiang's body, slowly approaching his dantian. Ling Yan did not immediately check Hu Qiang's Dantian, as he was afraid of disturbing the shackling state. This was because the restraining force was released by his own body, and it maintained a sense of connection with him, causing him to act hastily and not be able to see what Wu Qi had said.

The Yuan Dan inside Hu Qiang's Dantian was dark red, but its color was a little obscure. It was not as smooth and plump as it should be after a long period of nourishment, and there was a ring of thin cyan mist surrounding it. Ling Yan knew that this thin mist was the Inhibition Formation that he had released, and it did not feel that there was anything different.

Ling Yan was greatly disappointed. Was he the owner of this prison? Was it possible that the shackles had not been activated because they had the same origin as him? It was impossible for Wu Qi to lie to him, so Ling Yan could only explain himself. With a thought, he removed the shackles around the Yuan Dan. Looking at the dispirited Yuan Dan in front of him, he thought to himself, "Helping you once is my apology to you!"

He forced out a strand of pure Yuan Qi from his dantian and poured it into Hu Qiang's Yuan Dan through his right hand. Hu Qiang's Yuan Dan immediately changed as soon as Yuan Qi poured in, not only did it grow a little in size, but the obscure dark red light also brightened up, suffusing with a sparkling and translucent light. Ling Yan was surprised, he only wanted the Yuan Dan to recover a little bit better than before, but he didn't expect it to have such a huge change. He used his spiritual sense to scan Hu Qiang's body, wanting to see the difference between a demonic cultivator and a human.

He originally thought that no matter how well a Demonic Cultivator transformed from a human, there would always be some differences. However, he couldn't find any difference between the Demonic Cultivator and a human in Hu Qiang's body, even if there was a slight difference.

Her beautiful, jade-like face shone with a faint light, making her look even more charming and adorable. The recovery and transformation of her Yuan Dan had brought her to a whole new level, and her cultivation had also undergone a qualitative change.

Ling Yan got up and lay back down on the rocking chair. With a flip of his hand, a pill appeared in his palm. This was the "Spirit Condensation Pill" specially used by cultivators. As a good person, this "Spirit Condensation Pill" was able to help the little fox consolidate its newly promoted state. Relying on its help to raise its cultivation level would have certain side effects.

After an hour, Hu Rose woke up. She stood up and bowed towards Ling Yan, saying, "Thank you senior for your help!"

"Hehe!" You're not mad at me? " Ling Yan chuckled, "So, you've given me quite a few radishes, right?"

Hu Qiang bit his lips, looking somewhat embarrassed, he lowered his head and said: "Junior was reckless, charging at senior, senior please forgive me, please forgive this junior." However, after hugging his little brother for a bit, he almost threw his life into his hands. Speaking of which, he felt that he was indeed in the wrong, and if he were to change his position, he would probably do the same. His little brother would just be randomly picked around by others, and would not blame anyone else. The human heart was like this. Once it was helped, it could no longer hold grudges.

Ling Yan laughed, "What level are you at right now? It's because I don't know much about the division of realms between you Demonic cultivators. "

"Senior, with senior's help, I've already advanced from the early stage to the middle stage." Hu Qiang's respectful attitude caused Ling Yan to feel a little unnatural. Ling Yan still vividly remembered that unruly and unreasonable look on his face, which contrasted greatly with Hu Qiang.

Ling Yan stretched out his hand, and the Spirit Condensation Pill in his palm emitted a faint fragrance. "Take this Spirit Condensation Pill. It will strengthen the cultivation realm that you have carved."

Hu Qiang glanced at the Spirit Condensation Pill, then looked at Ling Yan and suspiciously asked, "Give it to me?"

Sure enough, it was a fox. Ling Yan nodded his head and smiled, "Yes!"

Hu Qiang's eyes immediately began to shine. She had always been fascinated by the medicines of cultivators. It was said that different pills had different effects. Some could bring back the dead, some could cause the dead to come back to life, and some could cause the sun to rise. How much did this person have? It was a pity that the Demonic cultivators were not good at crafting pills, and that the Taoists in Karakorum were so stingy that Hu Qiang had never had the chance to come into contact with such a magical item.

Although Hu Qiang was so happy that she wanted to jump up and down a few times to vent her feelings, in front of the "seniors" of Ling Yan's previous generation, she still maintained her reserved attitude and maintained the low-key position of a junior. She took the Spirit Condensation Pill and studied it for a while until she completely understood the pill's shape, then asked, "Senior, do you want to eat it now?" Seeing Ling Yan nod his head, she stuffed the pill into her cherry lips and, with a "beng beng" sound, bit open her mouth for a while. Seeing Ling Yan nod his head, she stuffed the pills into her cherry lips and, with a "beng" sound, bit open her mouth for a while.

Ling Yan chuckled. "You haven't consumed any pills?"

Hu Rose swallowed, her mouth full of saliva, and shook her head: "No. What's the matter? Senior, am I wrong? " He couldn't help but feel regret in his heart. It was said that there were many ways for cultivators to consume medicinal pills. Could it be that he had used the wrong method to eat the beans? It wasn't easy to get a pill, but it was wasted? "Hu Qiang immediately felt like crying." There will be a chapter later. "