“How is this going?

Lin Yiren's heart was shocked. When he jumped down from the chute, Zhao Lingjun rushed into the wooden house that had just breeze.

In this valley, Zhao Lingjun and others built a total of twelve small wooden houses.

In addition to the room where Zhao Lingjun and seven others lived, Zhao Lingjun also built a kitchen, a small bathroom, a warehouse dedicated to various materials for refining elixirs and magic weapons, a wooden house specially used for refining elixirs, and a wooden house specially used for refining magic weapons.

The wooden house located on the easternmost side, which had just emerged from the red light soaring into the sky, was the room used by Zhao Lingjun to refine magic weapons.

When people think of the room where magic weapons are refined, they will think of all kinds of strange vessels and all kinds of strange furnaces and cauldrons.

However, the room where Zhao Lingjun used to refine magic weapons did not have these things.

Zhao Lingjun’s current room used to refine magic weapons is more like a simple kitchen.

Because in this room, except for two shelves and a simple table, there is only one large gas stove. The only difference is that, in addition to the flame of this gas stove that is much stronger than that of ordinary gas stoves, there are also many large gas tanks lined up in the room against the wall, and all of them are connected to the large gas stove.

Now there are blazing flames on the big gas stove.

And among the burning flames, a small pot with golden and strange silver patterns, inlaid with black jade, and looks like a shrinking urinary pot, emitting an unusual red halo.

From a distance, it seems like there are countless red clouds churning in the small pot.

The golden little pot looks like a translucent one, and it is indescribably beautiful.

"Can you really succeed in refining this Wancao Pot?"

Lin Yiren, who followed Zhao Lingjun into the small wooden house, was stunned when he saw the Wanckey pot that was shining in the flames with a strange red light like a chamber pot.

Then the group of people who followed him were stunned when they saw the Wanccao pot that was constantly flashing with red light.

"The thunder sounds, red light soars into the sky, and there are red clouds in the pot. It is indeed the scene of the successful refining of the Wancao pot recorded on the bamboo sheet." Lin Qianxun looked at the Wancao pot in the flames in disbelief, and then looked at Zhao Lingjun. "But the bamboo sheet records that after the Wancao pot is made according to the diagram method, it must be placed in the fire for 49 days before this strange phenomenon will be represented. But we have placed this Wancao pot in the fire for four days and four nights. Why is this Wancao pot...?"

"Did the chj company that helped us make the Manac Pot wrongly, got the program and the size wrong?" Meng Xue looked at the Manac Pot in confusion with red clouds flashing in the flames.

"Impossible." Lin Yiren shook his head. "From the selection of materials to the completion of production, Wu Xuanyun and I were checking on the spot in person, and it is impossible for problems to occur."

"Is there something wrong with the fire in this gas stove?"

"It's possible." Lin Qianxun nodded. "There was no such flame in ancient times."

"Then, we failed to refine this Wancao Pot?" Meng Xue said very dejectedly.

"Haha." But Zhao Lingjun smiled. "You have to know whether it is successful or failure. Let's try it, won't it be enough?"

"yes."

Lin Yiren and others all had their eyes lit up.

Zhao Lingjun slowly walked to the open space in the forest with the Wanckey Pot.

After Zhao Lingjun stood in this open space, Wu Xiaoye casually cast a chaotic crow.

This is the first time Zhao Lingjun has refined a magic weapon, so Zhao Lingjun's heart is filled with indescribable emotions.

This feeling is like many people’s first time that one is the same. Four-point expectation, three-point excitement, and three-point fear.

When I saw this Wancao pot on the bamboo sheet, Zhao Lingjun really thought this Wancao pot was ugly because the appearance of this Wancao pot was indeed like a reduced chamber pot.

When he decided to try to make this Wancao Pot, Zhao Lingjun was really worried that if he successfully refined it himself, he would be called the hero of the chamber pot one day when he used this Wancao Pot.

However, when Lin Yiren and Wu Xuanyun put the Wancao pot customized in chj into Zhao Lingjun's hands, Zhao Lingjun knew that he was very wrong.

The pure gold pot with a special symbol wrapped in black jade and a small pure gold pot wrapped in silver looks like an exquisite work of art. The unique luster of gold makes Zhao Lingjun feel that even without the black jade and silver, no one would think this Wancao pot was ugly.

Zhao Lingjun personally put the Wancao pot on the huge gas stove. The only regret I felt when igniting the fire and baking it was that the Wancao pot was too heavy and it was inconvenient to put it on.

But what surprised Zhao Lingjun was that the weight of the Wancao pot now seemed to be much lighter than when I put it on.

And the current Wanccao pot looks like a warm feeling, although it is flowing red clouds inside, it is kept in your hand.

This feeling gave Zhao Lingjun an indescribable confidence.

So after nodding to everyone, Zhao Lingjun took a deep breath.

In my heart, five, four, three, two, and one counted down. When the count reached one, Zhao Lingjun suddenly pulled open the lid of the Wancao pot that looked like a plug.

"No."

As soon as he pulled out the plug, Zhao Lingjun felt a shocking force coming from the pot body. Even though Zhao Lingjun's arm strength was amazing, he couldn't help but shake slightly while grasping the right hand of Wancao Pot.

"Is this thing the same as shooting, and it has recoil?"

Zhao Lingjun was stunned for a moment, and just as such a thought flashed through his mind, the small mouth of the Wancao Pot was red and bright.

The sudden red light dyed everyone present red.

In just a moment, a condensed flame rushed out of the mouth of the Wancao pot. And the top of the flame was like fireworks, and countless fire beads as big as fingernails bloomed. As soon as those fire beads appeared in the air, they immediately turned into crows the size of palms, with golden flames all over their bodies.

In just a blink of an eye, countless golden fire crows appeared in everyone's sight.

These fire crows did not fly everywhere, but were circling and dancing around Zhao Lingjun. From a distance, it looked like a golden tornado was added around Zhao Lingjun.

"Damn, it's too sharp."

This scene surprised Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping.

The scene of countless fire crows circling and flying around alone was too spectacular, not to mention that in the Wancao pot in Zhao Lingjun's hand, there were countless fire crows constantly gushing out. After a moment, within a few meters of Zhao Lingjun's side, there were golden fire crows. Even the people who were avoiding him felt the monstrous heat.

At this time, everyone could no longer see Zhao Lingjun surrounded by the crows.

"Zhao Lingjun, how are you?" Meng Xue and Lin Qianxun exclaimed at the same time. Such coincidence made the two people's faces flushed.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little hotter. Haha."

When Lin Qianxun and Meng Xue blushed, Zhao Lingjun's laughter came from everyone's ears.

Amid Zhao Lingjun's laughter, the golden fire crows in the sky suddenly soared into the sky like a fountain.

Under the light of these golden fire crows, Zhao Lingjun, who stood proudly in the Wanckey pot, was like a god wearing golden armor.

"Can you control this wonderful fire crow?" Wu Xiaoye looked at Zhao Lingjun who seemed to be smiling and looked up at the sky in surprise.

"Yes." Zhao Lingjun looked at the fire crows in the sky, and a proud smile appeared on Zhao Lingjun's face.

Zhao Lingjun didn't even move, and the fire crows in the sky suddenly gathered together slowly, gathering into a huge golden heart in the air.

"Damn." Zhang Changsheng and Xiao Ping almost fell to the ground.

"Control the fire crows in this Wanccao pot are like the skeleton warrior who controls you." Zhao Lingjun looked at Lin Yiren, who was also stunned. "As long as you are moved by your will, these fire crows will do the actions you want according to your wishes."

After saying that, Zhao Lingjun smiled proudly and raised the Wanccao pot in his hand.

Countless fire crows that formed a huge heart shape suddenly rushed towards the Wanccao pot in Zhao Lingjun's hand like moths flying into the fire. When they were still a distance from the mouth of the Wanccao pot, the fire crows in the sky turned into golden fire beads again, and then gathered in the golden pillar of fire that emerged from the pot.

After all the fire crows turned into fire beads and disappeared into the golden pillar of fire, the golden pillar of fire slowly disappeared into the Wancca pot.

"We succeeded?" When Zhao Lingjun covered the lid of the Wanccao pot with great awesomeness, Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun in surprise and said.

"Haha, I'm a genius."

"Damn, what's the point of being proud of? Isn't it just a Wancao pot?" Lin Yiren said disdainfully.

But Lin Yiren's next words almost made everyone faint.
Chapter completed!