"More than one hundred sets of tactics!" Yan Yuchu and the others looked at Mu Hanyan in shock. Although they don't know the art of refining weapons, they have practiced sword art to some extent, and they know how difficult it is to practice hand formulas. Let alone learning, even if they are familiar with more than one hundred sets of hand formulas, they will be exhausted to death.
That's all for Mu Hanyan, after all, his strength is there, but Ling Baobao is only at the second or most third level of a swordsman, and he looks more energetic than Mu Hanyan, which is really unbelievable.
"Don't underestimate this guy, his strength is not high, but his cultivation foundation is extremely solid." Mu Hanyan said with a little admiration.
No matter how solid the foundation is, the strength is limited after all. Yan Yuchu and the others shook their heads, still finding it unbelievable, but none of them were in the habit of asking the bottom line, as long as they knew things were going well, they didn't ask any further.
"Okay, everyone, let's eat quickly, we have to continue after eating," Mu Hanyan said.
Several people stretched out their chopsticks at the same time, and stopped in mid-air at the same time, you looked at me, I looked at you, dumbfounded.
The big pots of meat buns on the table, as well as more than a dozen seasonal side dishes, plus a big pot of rice porridge, had been eaten up a long time ago. The dishes were as clean as if they had been washed, not even a drop of oil or water was left. God, that's all it takes to say a few words.
"There are too few buns, and there are too few dishes. You are stingy." Baobao Ling stuffed the last piece of bun dipped in vegetable juice into his mouth, and said with a lot of meaning.
That was dozens of big meat buns, a dozen side dishes, and a big bowl of rice porridge. He wasn't full yet, and it was too little!
Mu Hanyan suddenly thought about a question, whether it was right or wrong to keep him, just such a good appetite, wouldn't it destroy her meteorite gold mine
"If you want to cultivate deeply, you should support your stomach first. There may be some truth to this." Yan Yuchu was stunned for a long time, and finally said with emotion.
"Hey, do you still want to eat? If you don't want to eat, can you let me?" Ling Baobao asked pitifully as he looked at the only one night's porridge left in front of each of them.
No one answered his question, and everyone held up the small bowl of gruel in front of them at the same time, making up their minds: they can no longer sit at the same table with him, or they will starve to death sooner or later.
In just three days, Ling Baobao mastered more than 300 sets of different refining techniques, and each set was used to refine different meteorites.
Of course, it is absolutely impossible for a meteorite vein to mine so many different types of meteorite gold, but the meteorite gold all came from nine days away, burned and melted when it fell to the Holy See Continent, and condensed after hundreds of millions of years. Therefore, there are many similarities in the internal minerals, but because of the different types and quantities of impurities, some can be refined, and some cannot be refined. This is the theory of meteorite gold and waste rock.
So even though he couldn't find so many different kinds of meteorites, relying on those rough meteorites with extremely complex mineral composition, his refining techniques are still pretty good, as long as there is a slight change in the application, there will be no problem.
Even though Ling Baobao's cultivation foundation is frighteningly solid and his mental strength is abnormally strong, he is still exhausted after three days, and his eyes are bloodshot.
Fortunately, hard work pays off. In addition to comprehending more than 300 sets of hand formulas, he also refined more than 30 pieces of meteorite gold. The value varies from high to low, and the sum is worth millions.