How is it possible to fake something? Even if a malicious little fairy would do such a thing, what does it have to do with the little fairy?
Jiu Yuanzi looked at Mo Tian innocently, whether he liked to write or not, the introduction of the spiritual materials would be empty at worst.
Mo Tian took the pen and was about to write but then turned around and asked, "Are you sure you're right?"
"Of course, when you think about it, you will know that what I said before is a joke. Their real uses are those mentioned later. But if you have a lot of materials on hand, you can also try other functions in different ways." Jiu Motoko said.
Mo Tian thought for a while and then wrote down the introduction.
Jiu Yuanzi was very careful this time, and only talked about the serious uses of spiritual materials, leaving out the more flexible uses.
She recognized a total of 51 spiritual materials, but she didn’t want to talk about the others, saving them for next time.
The main reason is that even if there are photos, some of them have to be distinguished very carefully, and I don’t know where they came from.
Mo Tian looked at her as if he knew more than just this, but was only willing to tell her so much.
But it doesn't matter, as long as she tastes the sweetness of weapon refining, she will want more guidance.
He put away his pen and asked, "What do you want to practice here? I'll call my mother and tell her to prepare it first."
Jiu Yuanzi did not take out the spiritual materials, but just dictated, "It would be better to refine the corpse fragments with something."
"What kind of beasts? Birds and mammals, as well as reptiles and insects, have different combinations." Mo Tian asked.
Jiu Yuanzi thought about it and said, "It's human."
"..." For a moment, Mo Tian wanted to call the Aliens Bureau.
As Shu Motoko, who often calls the alien bureau, he saw it immediately and immediately added, "There are zombies in the dojo. This shouldn't be illegal, right?"
Mo Tian let out a sigh of relief, "It doesn't matter, it's Nuwa Dojo. I heard it's full of zombies. The guide came out a few days ago. Although I didn't go, I will buy and read every issue."
"Sometimes, we will find a few reliable teams and customize some materials that we are interested in."
"But I'm not interested in the materials this time, so I don't have a client to pick them up."
He was not interested in corpse materials. If someone brought them over in exchange for points, it would be okay to show them a copy.
But it would be pointless to pay someone to get it specially. Not only was it a waste of money, but it would also make people think that they were secretly refining illegal Yin-type spiritual weapons.
The Alien Bureau clearly does not allow the refinement of this kind of spiritual weapon, because it requires the use of human souls, killing mortals is illegal, and even serious cultivation circles would not dare to do so.
There once was a small corpse-controlling sect that was passed down for eighteen generations. They practiced evil arts from their ancestors and secretly refined Yin-style spiritual weapons, which resulted in the death of people.
The entire sect was eradicated by the alien bureau, and the master's grave was shattered into ashes, leaving no chance for his soul to be left behind.
However, the zombies or zombies in the dojo, as well as the Yin-style spiritual weapons coming out of it, can be taken out and used.
The difference is that they have grades and names, so you can't just pretend to be fake.
Jiu Motoko swayed and asked casually: "If you don't know, I'll just ask your mother directly."
51 points for the mother and son to serve, it should be okay.
"My personal opinion is that it depends on the function you want. If you want to make a functional spiritual object such as a prosthetic limb, you can add metal and rubber spiritual materials with good toughness." Mo Tian thought for a while, pushed up his glasses, Still give her some sound advice.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him with wide eyes, and his thoughts were expanded. Could it be that Ling Xiaosheng's hair was used to make a wig?
Now when I look online, there are people talking about baldness and the like. I wonder if this kind of trouble also exists in the cultivation circle.
If you can make just one hair from Ling Xiaosheng's hair and implant it on your head, it will grow a spiritual object with a full head of hair indefinitely. It wouldn't be too much to sell it for 10 million.
Mo Tian thought for a while and said, "If you want to refine a doll, you have to add soul-nurturing spiritual materials. Bionic dolls are also very popular now, and even mortals like to buy them."
"What is it, a bionic doll?" Hasn't Jiu Yuanzi heard of this thing, a puppet?
Seeing that she was so innocent and didn't know what she was talking about, Mo Tian opened his phone and clicked on the two people he had been following for a long time.
One is a mortal and the other is a monk. The biggest feature of the two is that their families are extremely rich.
The second generation of rich people and the N generation of aristocratic families.
I looked at two different dolls on my phone that looked very different from real people. They had very big eyes and very small mouths and could not move. They were wearing cute skirts and doing all kinds of cute actions.
The picture also says something like "My wife is so beautiful today. My wife has learned to meow. She's so cute." Words like that.
Jiu Motoko subconsciously took two steps back, thought about it carefully and said, "But there are too many rich handsome guys around me. I have no interest in making a fake man next to me."
"..." Mo Tian put away his phone expressionlessly and said coldly, "Oh, I'll take you to see my mother. Let's go."
Seeing his sudden change of attitude, Jiu Motoko was a little confused. She really couldn't understand the academic man's thoughts. He kept changing his mind every now and then.
Mo Tian rode a self-refined skateboard magic weapon, and Jiu Yuanzi rode a small electric donkey. The two followed the road to the top of the mountain.
When I got close to Shu Motoko, I was a little surprised. The scale of the volcano handicraft workshop cannot be seen at the bottom of the mountain, but it can be seen at the top of the mountain.
The entire crater with a radius of more than fifty meters is surrounded by ugly square cement houses of various sizes.
I don’t know if it’s to save money, but the weapon refining room is not aesthetically pleasing at all, so that people can concentrate on doing serious things.
Jiu Yuanzi saw Mo Tian's mother at the rental desk at the entrance. She was an aunt with big waves, heavy makeup, a cigarette in her mouth, and a large floral skirt. She looked very socially savvy at first glance.
After listening to Mo Tian's introduction, she led the two of them to the next room on her slippers.
As soon as he entered the door, Jiu Yuanzi was shocked. This was a Qiankun room.
It looks like it's only a dozen square meters from the outside, but inside it's a large warehouse that's over a thousand square meters and ten meters high.
There were shelves and piles of garbage everywhere, but no one.
Mo Tianma said as she walked: "What kind of spiritual creature do you prefer? Defensive or offensive, or the kind that disgusts people."
Disgusting people?
Jiu Motoko didn't know what kind of spiritual object could make people disgusting, but she was already disgusting if she could release stench, so there was no need to refine such a spiritual object.
"I actually want to refine two items, one for attack and one for defense." Of course she had to choose regular supplies. Putting the Thunderbird thing in twice would consume a power bank, and it was very troublesome to exchange energy.
She specifically mentioned, "By the way, can you not use a power bank, but directly use spiritual power to control it?"
Mo Tian's mother stopped, looked at her sideways and said, "Ancient weapon refining? Not bad. Very few people want to do this now. They don't want to give up the spiritual power and just want to use ready-made things."
"I told you before, spiritual objects are not guns, so automation is boring."
Jiu Yuanzi was still afraid that all things refined in the mortal world could only be made with spirit-charging treasures. Now that he heard that he could still refine it as before, his eyes lit up, "Is it troublesome to refine it?"
Mo Tian's mother patted her chest and said, "What are you afraid of? Just pay me to take action."
"Defensive and offensive spiritual objects should be thick, able to withstand other people's attacks, and tough enough. If you add these things, you can make a very good spiritual object. Don't fill it with spiritual treasures. If so, you don’t even need to draw the spiritual core array.”
Jiu Motoko looked in the direction she pointed. It was a pile of scrap iron and steel nearly as tall as several people. It looked like a pile of scrapped construction vehicles.
There is no aura at all, pure mortal materials.
Mo Tianma took another folder from a shelf and opened it. Inside were cards the size of A4 paper, with various silver mini-array diagrams drawn on them.
"Originally, I wanted to recommend two magic array diagrams to you. After refining the spiritual objects, you can stick them on them to use the spiritual treasure. But if you want to refine them in the ancient method, you don't need this. After melting all the materials, mix them in Just shape it together.”
I will study this again when I have the opportunity in the future. Jiu Yuanzi is not used to using spiritual treasures yet, and likes to use spiritual power to control spiritual objects.
She had already heard it, and she said it was for advice, but actually she wanted to sell the garbage in the warehouse to herself.
"I bought the materials here. Is your spiritual bag successful?" Jiu Yuanzi asked.
Mo Tianma bit the butt of the cigarette and said, "Of course it is included, but the efficacy and appearance are not included. You can use my melting furnace, which is considered a semi-automatic refining."
Thinking that the materials were picked up for free, without any cost, Jiu Motoko agreed, "Okay, just add that pile of steel?"
"Yes, you don't need too many materials to refine the weapon, and this is my many years of experience. It's hard to say what will happen if you add other spiritual materials. They may be incompatible. But there is absolutely no problem in adding metal, and it will 100% produce spiritual objects. "Mo Tian's mother guaranteed it.
As long as metal is added to any spiritual material, it will be 100% spiritual.
If you don't pursue quality, you can just add metal to a single spiritual material without thinking. Everyone does this.
Jiu Motoko doesn't know how to refine weapons. The full-time fairy boy is a nanny assistant who does odd jobs. He can distinguish the materials for transportation, not for you to get started.
Those who can help are called disciples or students. Recruiting such people depends on your luck.
"Okay, how much is that pile?" Jiu Yuanzi didn't know how much to add, but the idea that more would make it more powerful should be fine.
When this pile of junk was still a building workshop, the construction trucks the Mo family bought from the land were of no use after the inn was built together with it.
The person who came to refine the weapon was too shrewd and stingy. This pile of scrap iron and steel has not been sold yet. Mo Tian's mother was afraid that this person would react and stop buying it, so she gave a discount, "I'll give you a 12% discount as a newcomer." Come on, take care of our business from now on, and I will treat you as a friend."
"1.2 million."
Jiu Motoko was silent for a few seconds and looked at the size of the pile of scrap metal. It would be a bit troublesome to pull the steel from Haidu City by himself.
Anyway, it was just for fun and nothing serious, so she said, "Okay, let's turn on the stove."
"Come on! Sisters, come this way." Mo Tian's mother directly promoted her to a higher level and called her sister cheerfully.
She picked up a big bag and went to the scrap metal station. She put the dozen tons of garbage into the bag, put it on her shoulders and carried it to the door with great difficulty.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at her and thought for a while, I'm afraid that the bag was not light, and the other party used spiritual objects, so his spiritual control power couldn't help.
Then I won't help. It's more than ten tons and can't be lifted.
Mo Tian didn't go up to help. Instead, he took a pen and wrote down his thoughts quickly in his notebook, recording them carefully for later study.
Mo Tianma's melting furnace was in the largest refining room. The three-meter-high iron door slowly opened. Jiu Yuanzi saw a hole in the middle of the room. A modern steel-making furnace with a diameter of 5 meters was covered by a huge The chain hangs in the middle.
Heat waves spurted out from the cracks at the cave entrance, and there was magma below.
If there is no real fire, and there is real fire but there is not enough spiritual power to drive the weapon refining, this method is the best way to refine the weapon.
The magma here feels a little different, with a bit of a fire essence.
Not all fires can make pottery, just like you can't make beautiful porcelain no matter how you pile up firewood in the open air.
It also depends on the flame temperature.
