"The material is unknown, and it doesn't look like it was refined the next day. It's most likely a natural thing!"

"The aura emanating from it is as ancient as the prehistoric times. It seems to have the same origin as your two vines..."

"It's a good thing, a unique and unique thing. As for the details, it needs careful research."

After speaking, Zhang San took a deep breath and looked at Xu Qing.

"Xu Qing, my intuition tells me that if there is a way to refine this thing, then the battleship created... will be amazing."

"Even if it cannot be refined, its reference value is huge, and your rattan... I have to think about this matter carefully, and I also need to ask Master Yanhuang for help."

After Xu Qing heard this, he took out the jade slips to transmit the message to Huang Yan.

After a while, Er Niu hummed in his heart, Huang Yan came.

When the two met, they both stared.

Xu Qing quickly stepped forward and walked between the two of them. Zhang San also spoke quickly and told about building a new big wing for Xu Qing.

After Huang Yan heard this, his eyes fell on the ruined tower, he thought about it and nodded.

"Need my fire? No problem."

Just when Zhang San was about to agree, Er Niu coughed and looked at Zhang San.

"Third, does it also require some icy power to build a new big wing for little Ah Qing?"

Under Er Niu's gaze, Zhang San hesitated, and finally could only agree.

Therefore, Erniu and Huang Yan glared at each other again, and finally, with the mediation of Zhang San and Xu Qing, they began preparations to refine the remaining tower.

Xu Qing's creation of a large wing was also an extremely important matter within Seven Blood Pupils, and Zhang San's strength alone was obviously not enough, so under the decree of Second Senior Sister, the entire Seven Blood Pupils' weapon refiners rushed to

Come.

The final refining place was chosen in the open space of the forbidden area.

There, hundreds of thousands of weapon refiners began to build Xu Qing's wings.

During this period, Xu Qing was rarely needed, so he only needed to keep the divine vine.

So for a while, Xu Qing became the most idle person.

He simply spent some time instructing the little mute on his cultivation, and at the same time gave several public lectures in the Seven Blood Pupils.

He shares his insights on spiritual practice with the disciples of Qixuetong, and at the same time guides and answers the questions and doubts that the disciples encounter in their practice.

Just like that, a month passed.

In the early morning of this day, Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the cave, received a message from Zhang San.

"Xu Qing, your big wing has been roughly completed. The process has been smooth and uneven. You... will know after you come and take a look."

Xu Qing immediately stood up and walked out of the cave. Just as he was about to go, he felt something in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the sky with a smile on his face.

In the distant sky, a rainbow pierces the sky, heading straight for the seventh peak.

In Changhong, there are two figures.

One is middle-aged and the other is a young girl.

The middle-aged man is Grandpa Jiu, and the young girl is... Ling'er.

"Brother Xu Qing."

Ling'er's cheerful and sweet voice, like a silver bell, came from afar.

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Chapter completed!