Jun Mohuang took out a snow-glossy dagger from the gold-swallowing cauldron formed from the gold-swallowing book. After seeing the three orange six-pointed stars on the handle of the dagger, he slapped it on his forehead.
This is the third time in half a day.
God, aren't you kidding her
Throwing the dagger in his hand casually, the sharp dagger stabbed into the marble floor easily like cutting through tofu, leaving only a hilt.
This is indeed a good dagger, but what's the use of it so quickly? If it doesn't meet the requirements, everything is in vain!
Jun Mohuang tried a few more times. No matter whether she was making a sword, a dagger or a broadsword, they were still spiritual weapons.
The refining efficiency of the promised spiritual weapon is very low!
Jun Mohuang felt that if she continued like this, sooner or later she would break that senior's record of 99% success rate in refining spiritual weapons.
She once again strictly followed the raw material formula and steps required to refine an ordinary six-star crescent bow recorded in the Gold Swallowing Book, and it was another spiritual weapon.
Jun Mohuang is also drunk!
During the time she wasted, Su Zhiyu next door had already refined the Sanding Pill and successfully increased her spiritual value by 2,000 points.
Jun Mohuang will ask Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin previously thought that his master would definitely die and cried so hard that his heart was broken. Even now, his eyes are still red.
It said it didn't know what was going on.
As for the spirit of the earth, I don’t know anything about it.
Two days later, Jun Mohuang was surrounded by spiritual weapons, and he was completely depressed.
Forget it, maybe in this life, she, Jun Mohuang, was born as a spiritual weapon master and was destined not to be able to refine such ordinary weapons.
Jun Mohuang yawned. For the past two days, she had been reading the Gold Swallowing Book without sleep, studying how to refine normal weapons.
When I was hungry, I just ate some solid food. I was very tired, so I had better go back and take a nap first.
"How about it, boss? Two days have passed. You must have a lot of things to take to the trading center to redeem."
Feng Yunqi saw her yawning as she came out of the training room and hurried forward to ask.
In the past two days, Su Zhiyu has been to the trading center many times and has earned 20,000 spiritual points.
But Jun Mohuang didn't come out even once, and rumors continued to spread among the students outside who were paying attention to the matter.
Many people said that Jun Mohuang knew that he could not win, so he simply locked himself in the training room and was too embarrassed to come out to see others, etc.
Feng Yunqi and others could only hope that Jun Mohuang would hold his breath and fudge out a lot of things to exchange for spiritual values in the trading center, thus defeating Su Zhiyu.
"Nothing. I'll go back and take a nap."
Jun Mohuang waved her little hand. She did have a lot of spiritual weapons, and these spiritual weapons were indeed worth a lot of spiritual value, but the key was that they didn't meet the requirements at all.
"Boss, what's the point now? You still have to go to bed."
Feng Yunqi's head was getting bigger, and Su Zhiyu was already far ahead of 20,000 spiritual points. His boss had been there for two days but found nothing and had to go back to sleep.
What's going on!
If I lose, it will be written on my forehead that I am a bitch and I have to go out every day. It will be very miserable!
"You don't understand, sleep is the foundation of life."
Jun Mohuang's exquisite black gem-like eyes were full of fatigue.
Refining weapons is also a very mentally demanding thing, and she really can't do it anymore if she doesn't sleep.
Feng Yunqi: "..."
other people:"… "
To go back to sleep at such a critical moment, only Jun Mohuang can do such a thing.
Jun Mohuang walked out of the Cultivation Land, and all the students waiting outside the Cultivation Land focused their attention on her.
(End of chapter)