Inside the blacksmith shop.
Li Baitian was burning his right hand with flames.
With the experience of bone refining in the left hand, the bone refining in the right hand can be said to be at your fingertips.
He gave up the traditional method of refining weapons and instead used his left hand to put herbs and refined iron into the flames. In this way, not only could his right hand be refined, but the already refined left hand could also remove impurities in the advanced flames.
The flesh and blood of his fingers began to fall off the moment they came into contact with the flames. The temperature of the flames, equivalent to the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage, was astonishingly high.
The dense white bones were roasted in the flames, gradually turning from white to black. As resources were invested, they could still emit a faint black light.
Drops of black substance seeped out from between the bones, making crackling sounds as they dripped into the flames. They were impurities removed from the bones.
"I have just begun to get a glimpse of the art of bone refining. According to the records of the art of refining weapons, in the ancient art of refining weapons, some powerful inscriptions and even symbols of exercises are often carved on the magic weapon, so that the magic weapon has immeasurable power. The terrifying power."
"It's a pity that I couldn't inherit the memory about the skills and inscriptions. If I have a chance to get it in the future, I can try to engrave it on my body to increase its strength."
Li Baitian knew that with this refining, the bone strength would be even higher than before.
For him now, he is undergoing an unprecedented practice method. He can only rely on his own imagination and creativity to explore everything. If the magic weapon can be engraved with inscriptions, then he should also be able to engrave them on his body.
In the midst of his thoughts, the skin and flesh on his hands grew again and returned to their original state. The flames in the foundation-building stage could only make him feel a slight sting, but it was difficult to hurt his fingers at all.
There is still a lot of material left, and you can continue to refine other parts.
Without thinking, Li Baitian took off his shoes directly, revealing his two smelly feet, and without hesitation stretched them into the flames.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The smell of roasted meat, mixed with the sour smell of feet, hit your face.
Li Baitian's face was ferocious. He was undergoing both physical and mental torture.
Refining the bones of his feet was something he had thought about all along.
Judging from the contacts between Tian and immortal cultivators these days, even if the palms are strengthened, the body is still weak. If someone opens the distance and attacks from a distance, he will still be killed.
A person who practices martial arts has to rise from the ground, and his legs are very important. As long as he strengthens the soles of his feet and moves as fast as the wind, it will not be that easy if someone wants to kill him.
The skin and flesh on the feet were like tofu, burned into a pulp and falling off, revealing the white bones inside.
"It turns out that the bones of the feet look like this. I didn't expect that after removing the skin and flesh from this smelly thing, the bones will look quite delicate."
Li Baitian admired it for a while, and then poured herbs and refined iron into the flame step by step.
Herbs are mainly used to increase toughness, and refined iron is mainly used to increase hardness. The main thing is stability.
After about a dozen breaths, the exposed bones on the feet began to glow black, and the flesh and blood regrown little by little, becoming extremely tough.
A minute later, his feet moved freely in the flames. Not only was the sour smell gone, but there was also a fragrance of herbs.
Li Baitian hugged his feet and smelled it. It smelled so good!
"It's up to you to escape from now on!"
What he didn't know was that at this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes could see the scene in the room clearly.
Outside the house, Ye Qingmei heard Li Baitian's excited shouts of "Zhen Xiang", and couldn't help but curiously went to the crack of the door and looked inside.
At this moment, she felt mixed feelings in her heart, and the scene in the room somewhat subverted her inner universe.
She saw her husband beside a bonfire, holding his feet and rubbing them repeatedly with a look of intoxication on his face.
"No wonder my husband doesn't look at me with lust. It turns out he likes it."
"In my thousands of years of spiritual practice, this weird habit has never been more surprising."
"But I have to understand him. He is just obsessed with his feet. This is not his fault. I can't blame him..."
Ye Qingmei looked away and silently put on socks for her feet.
At her Nascent Soul stage, impurities have been discharged from her body dozens of times, and her body is plump and smooth. Even her feet can be called jade feet. She doesn't want her feet to be seen by Li Baitian, just in case this pervert falls in love with her. What to do with her feet?
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dusk.
Li Baitian opened the door, and a steaming hot air spurted out.
After a whole day of hard work, he finally refined all the materials in his hands into magic weapons. There were more than 300 pieces in total. This mass production speed could not be matched by some families.
Put the fire on the stove and keep it burning. You will need the fire later, but don't let it go out.
Ye Qingmei heard a clanking sound in the house, opened the door and stuck her head out to look around.
"Madam, I have refined a batch of magic weapons for my husband. I expect that some monks from the Ye family will come to buy them tonight."
"Hey, madam, why are you so far away from me? Why are your feet wrapped in rice dumplings? Are they sprained?"
Li Baitian glanced at Ye Qingmei's feet. They were tightly wrapped in three layers, and he couldn't help frowning: "Let me show you, if it's just a sprain, you can get some herbs to recover."
"No! No need!"
Seeing Li Baitian coming, Ye Qingmei instinctively jumped three feet high and slipped into the house without making a sound.
"Madam, you are really weird today. Do you have a little secret?"
"I heard that women have a few days every month, maybe Madam has one too."
Li Baitian shook his head, ignored Ye Qingmei, and began to sort out the magic weapons.
Hehe, he added some powerful ingredients to the magic weapon this time. If the Ye family monks dare to take it, the Jubao Pavilion will be closed down.
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at the same time.
Inside the Jubao Pavilion.
Ye Wudao is checking the account books, and several juniors of the Ye family below are reporting today's income and expenditure.
"Can you explain to me why today's revenue mainly comes from the Huangjie magic weapon, but our main Xuanjie magic weapon did not sell a few pieces?"
Ye Wudao frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"Second uncle, to be honest, the best magic weapon sold today was the one we collected from Li Baitian last night. The original intention was to reduce his inventory and let it cool down completely. Unexpectedly, all the guests who came They all fell in love with the magic weapon he refined and robbed it wantonly."
"Guests say that the refining techniques of these yellow-level top-grade magic weapons are extraordinary. They are from the hands of masters. Taking them back will not only be used by juniors, but also have research value."
Ye Min said from the side. She was also very angry and felt ashamed at the same time. The magic weapon in her treasure gathering pavilion was not as good as that Li Baitian refined.
"I've seen the magic weapon he refined. Is it really that amazing?"
Ye Wudao stared at the ledger. Today's profit was almost entirely due to Li Baitian's magic weapon.
Even if the method of refining this magic weapon is somewhat miraculous, after all, it is only a yellow-level magic weapon. Why are the monks snatching it up and disdainful of the black-level magic weapon?
"Many customers have paid deposits, hoping to reserve the next batch of magic weapons made by Li Baitian. How about... I send someone to collect them again?"
Ye Min tentatively said that although Ye Wudao had recently been arrogant because of Ye Feng's success in joining the academy, the Jubao Pavilion was ultimately under her name, and she would be responsible for the profits and losses. She thought that since the monks were willing to buy Li Baitian to refine it magic weapon, then she would collect all Li Baitian's private goods.
Sell it at ten times the price and make a sure profit!
"Well, let's do it this way. This guy is really haunting, and his shadow is everywhere!"
"Go down and send your disciples to collect them in batches. Collect as many as you can and buy them all back for me!"
