The waiter came back soon. He sent thirty-six different medicinal materials, one yin and one yang, two beast blood, furnace mortar, fire and other tools to the A-class room of Haizi. After receiving the bottle of body-tempering pill given to him by Ji Han, he twitchedly retreated.

Luo Yinyin said with a strange expression: "You really want to boil alchemy lacquer here?"

Ji Han nodded and said, "Yes! After leaving Wuji Immortal Sect, although I was safe along the way, I always felt that my life seemed to be hanging on the steel wire in the air, which was too dangerous! Taking advantage of the time when I have free time, I have to prepare more cards for myself to save my life..."

Luo Yinyin said: "I really didn't see it. It turns out that you are quite afraid of death!"

"What's wrong with fear of death? There is a great fear between life and death. Do you understand?" Ji Han said with a blank look, "But I still follow you to the Wuji Demon Sect without hesitation, under the premise of being terrifying, very afraid, and very scared. This is what I really have courage, responsibility and courage!"

Luo Yinyin said with disgust: "You are just kicked out of the house, why do you make yourself look like a hero? Okay, let's just boil your paint!"

Ji Hanru was hit hard and couldn't help but cover her heart.

After a while, he began to raise the fire and put the medicinal materials into the furnace and mortar one by one.

However, it has been a long time since I secretly learned how to boil alchemy lacquer with Xin Zimu. Now I need to remember and cook it.

Therefore, in Luo Yinyin's opinion, this guy's technique is too unfamiliar and too crude. Even this technique wants to refine qualified golden lacquer? It's like a toad trying to ascend to the sky, and a loach jumps into the dragon gate - a delusion!

However, although Ji Han's technique was clumsy, he had no choice but to master the timing. As he kept turning the medicine liquid and filtering impurities, the prototype of the golden paint gradually appeared.

Another quarter of an hour later, the strange fragrance of golden paint spread out, and the A-level room actually spread out, covering the entire inn.

So much so that there was a noise in the inn, and countless tenants opened the doors and windows to visit them, hoping to find the source of this strange fragrance.

Luo Yinyin didn't know what to say, and thought to herself: Could it be that this guy was deliberately pretending to be clumsy just now? He wanted to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? As for? There is no one else here except me, so where does the tiger come from?

Ji Han didn't notice the little witch's emotional changes at all, and his attention was all on the refined golden paint.

The Arhat golden lacquer refined this time is full of gold and magnificent. Compared with the last time, it is even slightly better in quality.

——This is mainly because the medicinal materials purchased by the waiter on Haitian Island are indeed of better quality than the medicinal materials used by Wuji Xianzong to make paint.

"What kind of golden lacquer is this?" Luo Yinyin said in surprise. "Just smelling the smell makes people feel a sense of blood rushing up and blood qi rushing. If used to temper the body, the effect will be absolutely amazing!"

Ji Han said: "This is the bronze gold lacquer used by monks of the ancient Buddhist sect to temper their bodies. I have improved it a little, and the effect of the gold lacquer has been significantly improved. I call it Arhat Golden lacquer..."

He wanted to show off, but unfortunately Luo Yinyin had no hearing about ancient Buddhism and didn't know how much it would be to reappear in the world.

So, his show-off failed.

Luo Yinyin asked curiously: "What are you planning to use for this Arhat Golden Paint?"

Ji Han had no intention of hiding it, so he said casually: "Of course I want to repair the "Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures of Heavens" sent by my sister, re-outline and depict them, and strive to exert greater power."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yinyin's face became a little strange: "Re-outline the "Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures of Heavens"? You really dare to think and do it. If there is a mistake, the Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures will become the Twenty-Seven Holy Pictures! If this golden lacquer conflicts with the original golden lacquer, the whole picture will be completely destroyed, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?"

Well……

Ji Han was stunned for a moment. He didn't think so much. He just felt that the "Twenty-Eight Holy Pictures of Heavens" were also treasures left by the ancient Buddha Sect. Logically speaking, if you re-outline and depict them with Buddhist golden paint, you will definitely regain the picture and bring new vitality!

However, after being reminded by Luo Yinyin, he had to consider damage. He had to be in case?

After thinking about it, he took out the innate demon treasure, activated the Hongmeng Source Text, smeared and tampered with the rune array diagram of the innate demon treasure that was previously engraved by Xiao Yao, and then painted the golden lacquer of the arhat he had just refined.

In an instant, the innate demon treasure shone brightly, and its appearance changed slightly at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the original appearance of a mace, it gradually turned into a demon-subduing pestle.

Unfortunately, there is no spirit!

Ji Han thought about it and decisively escaped his spiritual consciousness into the demon-subduing pestle.

In an instant, behind the demon-subduing pestle, the phantom of a Lingshan Buddha appeared faintly, and it was Ji Han's face, which floated between the clouds and mists, showing the solemn appearance of the treasure.

"This is OK?" Luo Yinyin was dumbfounded.

As a true disciple of the Wuji Demon Sect, Luo Yinyin is not a rookie who has never seen the world, but this is the first time she has seen the use of her spiritual sense as a spirit of innate magic weapon like Ji Han who can also show her appearance.

Ji Han still felt that he was not having fun enough. After all, this is an inn and he cannot exert the power of the demon-subduing pestle. Otherwise, the inn would probably turn into a ruin!

So he simply opened the window frame, directly drove the demon-subduing pestle and flew out of the window, heading straight for the sea thousands of feet away.

The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds are flying.

Ji Han's demon-subduing pestle bloomed indefinite Buddha light on the sea surface, bombarding the reefs, and the explosion sounded like thunder. The gravel hit the big fish nearby and the sea monsters, which scared them to run around and whine continuously.

"The Buddhist golden paint is really a good thing!"

The Buddha light blooming on the demon-subduing pestle can not only increase its own strength by 100% or 20%, but the key is that this Buddha light also has a natural suppression effect on all filth, evil spirits, and all demons.

After a while, the strength difference was huge. Ji Han even had confidence that if he met the Blood Spirit Son again, he would not have to escape so embarrassedly, at least he could have the power to fight!

"It's a pity that my spiritual consciousness is not strong enough! If I can divide some of the spiritual consciousness into a weapon spirit, and my own actions are not affected, my strength will be equal to a three or four times faster!"
Chapter completed!