After processing the things, as Fang Jie learned several lessons, the completeness of the storage pockets in his heart was minimized, especially with his current cultivation base. It's simply putting all of your fortune together and waiting for others to grab it.
Even so, but as a cultivator. If you don't hang a storage bag on your body, it would be too cold. Fang Jie hung a small storage bag around his waist, which contained a few spiritual stones, a bottle of Qi Pill and a bottle of Qi Pill. For the magic weapon, Fang Jie chose the two flying knives.
Because Fang Jie's previous magic weapon was a set of flying needle concealed weapons. In control. There are many similarities between flying needles and flying knives. For example, they are all used as hidden weapons.
"Ah, my mithril, forged steel. And my flying sword..." Fang Jie screamed, and quickly picked up the magical artifact and refining materials that fell on the ground.
Just now, when Fang Jie picked up a piece of Mithril, he found three Mithril ones, one of which was suddenly smaller. The thumb-sized Mithril didn't know where it went.
When Fang Jie picked up another piece of mithril, he only saw it as if it had been bitten off by something. What made Fang Jie's heart different most was that the two flying swords that were thrown on the ground were also in the blink of an eye, as if they had been bitten by something. These magical artifacts are all treasures to Fang Jie!
When Fang Jie exclaimed that Liushen Wuzhu, he only listened to Mu Lao's voice preaching: "Master, don't worry, these refining materials are decomposed by the soil here, it is a good thing for you, Master!"
Fang Jie heard the words and said: "This is still a good thing, Mu Lao, you won't be joking again!" Mu Lao said: "Master, you don't know something. I also blame the old slave for not telling the master beforehand. Clear. The soil here can not only grow spirit grass and fruit, but also decompose all metal materials."
Fang Jie was surprised and said, "Doesn't that mean that I just poured everything on the ground? It's a big mistake." Mr. Mu continued to explain, "Master, that's not what I said. If you know, Master, After the decomposition of these low-grade mithril, the essence has not changed much, only the impurities of mithril have been removed. The result is all the best mithril. For the master, this is not a happy event!"
Fang Jie listened to Mu Lao's explanation and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. In the world of immortality, whether it is alchemy or craftsmanship, the requirements for materials are extremely high, and the quality of the materials determines the probability of success. Also determines the quality!
For example, low-level mithril can only be used to refine low-grade magical items. If there is a top-grade mithril, the effect can be much broader. Not only can it be refined, but it also has extreme refining tools. Wide use.
After listening to Mu Lao's explanation, Fang Jie really wanted to make a loud whistle, unable to calm the joy in his heart! One kilogram of common mithril can be bought at any refining material store in the world of immortality. And one or two of the best mithril, it can be said that there is no market in the world of immortality. This is the material that even the old monsters of the Yuan Ying period are greedy.
The two flying swords had been disassembled in half. Fang Jie wanted to stop it, so he simply buried the two flying swords in the soil. The two flying swords were made from what materials were used for refining, and now they are decomposed into ore, and they are still refined, but the two flying swords are added together, and the decomposed Mithril and other refining tools The material is too much.
Fang Jie, who was curious in his heart, quickly took out a low-grade spirit stone and buried it in the soil. Only a visible yellow smoke rising from the soil. Fang Jie quickly touched it with his hands. I couldn't help being surprised. Said: "What a pure aura!" Mu Lao explained with a smile from the side: "Master, you try to dig the soil and take a look." Fang Jie came to braid the soil, only to see Fang Jie buried it a moment ago. The low-grade spirit stone disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of cyan soil. Fang Jie said: "This piece of spiritual stone will not be decomposed again." Mu Lao said: "Master, in fact, this soil can be decomposed, of course, except for plants. Otherwise, the old slave would not be here. Has been alive for so long. Magic artifacts can be decomposed into various minerals. Because flying swords are made from different minerals. Refining materials can also be decomposed to remove impurities, while spirit stones are mainly The composition is aura. After decomposition, it turns from a solid aura into a gaseous aura. And the cyan soil that you see, master, is the last bit of residue left after the aura is decomposed."
Suddenly, Fang Jie thought of another question and asked, "Mu, do you mean that as long as I have enough spiritual stones, I can fill the aura here." Mu Lao said: "Master, you say Not bad, it is true!"
Fang Jie asked again: "Since magical tools and spirit stones can decompose $ lewd novels here, then bury the pill in the soil. I don't know if it can be decomposed." Mu Lao said, "Yes, master, you can. Take out a pill to test it out."
Fang Jie quickly opened a bottle cap and shook a Qi Qi Dan out. Then he buried the pill into the soil, and after a while, a purple spiritual energy suddenly emerged from the soil, and then melted into the space in front of Fang Jie's eyes. Just listen to Mu Lao said: "Master, you can dig out the soil to see."
Fang Jie quickly digs through the soil, only to see the Qi Qi Dan buried in the soil just now, and now only a pile of silvery white with purple-black powder is left. Mu Lao said: "Master, since the main function of the pill is the aura inside, when the aura runs away, only the dregs are left. The amount of dregs in a pill directly determines the quality of the pill. For example, After the pill is decomposed, the smaller the medicine dregs are left behind, and there is even no medicine left behind. The quality of the pill is the best, and the purity is also the highest. Looking at this small pile of medicine dregs, this pill The quality is obviously the worst."
Fang Jie pinched this small pile of powdered medicine slag, and suddenly thought: "Old Mu, do you think this medicine slag can still be purified, or does it have any function?" Mu Lao said, "Master, this medicine slag is used for this purpose?" The main function. It seems to be gone, but it is of great use to the old slave." Fang Jie was stunned and asked curiously: "Old Mu, what use is this medicine dregs for you!" Mu The old man said: "Master, the raw material of this medicine residue is spirit grass, and the body of the old slave is spirit plant. So this medicine residue has the effect of nourishing roots and stems!"
Fang Jie thought for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "If I use these medicine dregs to bury them next to the roots of Tongxinguo or that Polygonatum, would it have the same effect?" Mu Lao heard Fang Jie's words and suddenly he did it. He woke up and said: "Yes, how come the old slave can't think of this!"
Fang Jie didn't care whether Mu Lao was really confused or fake. After getting Mu Lao's confirmation, he couldn't help but practice it. Quickly grabbed this little pile of medicine dregs. Then he buried it next to the child's heart fruit that was only ten centimeters high. After Fang Jie waited patiently for a while, he only saw the turquoise leaves of Tongxinguo naturally growing, and the stem of the tree that had not changed anymore suddenly moved a few centimeters past. Looking at Fang Jie, who was waiting for the results, was ecstatic!