Chapter 568 Ying Recruits Wings and Catches the Mountain Whip

"I want to practice too!"

"And I!"

"Boy, don't forget your old uncle!"

Seeing that the weapon in Shi Linhu's hands was so extraordinary, the rest of the people in Shicun couldn't sit still anymore.

"What's the noise?"

The crutches in the hands of the old patriarch slammed hard, and he shouted at everyone with puffy eyes, "Come one by one, go back first and get things ready."

"Yes Yes!"

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and hurried home to collect materials, planning to refine weapons and equipment.

"I also want to make a treasure, but I don't have any materials!"

Xiao Shitou rubbed his head, his eyeballs rolled around, "Huh? I remember that the patriarch's grandfather still had a black iron whetstone at home, which happened to be forged into a weapon for me."

With a flash of his figure, Xiaoshi rushed out quickly, and ran back to get the materials.

"This little guy."

The old patriarch shook his head helplessly, then turned to look at Shaohao, "Boy, if you do these exercises, it won't hurt you, right?"

The old patriarch was a little worried about Shaohao. Legend has it that some tribal crafting requires blood sacrifices. If the refining tool destroys the baby's body, it won't work.

"It's all right. It's all the function of the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and I don't need to make any effort."

Shaohao pointed to the furnace in front of him, and smiled at the old patriarch, "Don't worry, grandpa patriarch, this Artifact Refining Pavilion was built by the Supreme Patriarch, as long as I open it, it won't take much effort."

"He was right."

The hazy blue light was rippling, and Liushen's figure appeared in the Artifact Refining Pavilion, "I just saw it. Artifacts are all the divine power of creation in this Artifact Refining Pavilion."

Liu Shen's figure loomed in the blue light, like a phantom floating in the blue light.

Raising his eyes and scanning around the Artifact Refining Pavilion, God Liu nodded in admiration, "There is nothing that can't be refined, and everything can be refined. The ability of Taishang Tianzun to create all things is really admirable."

"Thank you, God Liu, for your guidance."

The old patriarch bowed to the willow god.

"You don't have to be polite."

Willow God waved his hand to help the old patriarch, and nodded slightly, "There is a god body buried in the ground of the stone village. When I was in nirvana, it was because I took root in the stone village and absorbed the remaining divine power in the god body that I was able to regain my vitality."

"Is there a god buried under the stone village? Could it be the first sacrificial spirit?"

The old patriarch exclaimed, his face full of shock.

"That's not true. This divine body has been buried for a long time, longer than Shicun's existence."

Liu Shen shook his head, stretched out his hand, and a huge gap opened on the ground outside the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and a huge golden skeleton slowly rose from the ground.

This is a half-human half-animal skeleton, with a human head and an animal body, and six wings growing from its back. The bones are hundreds of feet high, and the whole body is shimmering with golden light, revealing a mighty divine power.

"It's a waste to bury this thing in the ground. Since you can refine weapons, you should also refine it!"

With a wave of his hand, Liu Shen sent the huge skeleton into the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and the figure flickered and disappeared.

"A divine body! This is a divine body!"

The old patriarch's eyes were shining, and he was trembling with excitement, "If this thing is made into a weapon, it will be so powerful."

"Grandpa Patriarch, this giant skeleton is most suitable for training into a flying treasure. It has six wings, which can be trained into three pairs of wings."

Shaohao said something to the old patriarch, bent down and grabbed the huge skeletal body, waved his hands and threw it into the furnace of the Refining Pavilion.

"boom!"

The flames surged up, and the golden body instantly melted.

"Is this a heroic move?"

When refining the golden corpse, Shaohao understood the origin of this corpse from the information fed back from the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

"Wings of Yingzhao, refining!"

According to the reminder of the Artifact Refining Pavilion, the so-called "force of good fortune" driving the Artifact Refining Pavilion, a burst of flames surged up, and three pairs of golden wings appeared in the flames.

"It's done!"

The flames dissipated, and the three pairs of wings cooled and solidified, floating in front of Shaohao.

The golden wings look like wings, but in fact, all the feathers are made of thin bones.

The golden wings of the whole body are like the wings of the golden-winged roc, and the brilliant golden light flows, and the divine power is vast.

Each bony feather is as sharp as a knife. In addition to flying, its lethality is also terrifying.

"Huh? What beautiful wings!"

At this time, Xiaoshi hurried into the Artifact Refining Pavilion with a long piece of black iron in his arms.

Seeing the three pairs of golden wings floating in mid-air, Xiaoshi's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head again, "Unfortunately, I can't eat it."

"This is a flying treasure, and it's also a weapon. It's not for eating."

Shaohao stretched out his hand, and the three pairs of wings shrunk to the size of a palm, and fell into Shaohao's hands, "Grandfather patriarch, how do you think this thing will be distributed?"

"What else is assigned?"

The old patriarch smiled, "You take one. Take one for the small stone. Leave the rest alone! When anyone needs it, just come and get it."

"well!"

The little stone threw away the black iron block in his hand, reached out and took a pair of wings, held them in his hand, and looked up and down lovingly.

"Put a drop of blood on it, and then refine it with Qi and blood."

Shaohao scratched his finger, and a drop of blood fell onto the golden wings, and then the qi and blood poured into the golden wings.

"Shua!"

The golden light flashed, and a pair of golden wings stretched out behind Shaohao's back. With a light flap, his figure soared up.

"Wow! It's so much fun!"

Seeing this situation, Xiao Shitou quickly imitated Shaohao's practice, and soon refined his own pair of wings.

"oh……"

Spreading its wings, the little stone monster jumped into the sky screaming, rushed out of the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and hovered over the stone village.

"Huh? That piece of black iron..."

Shaohao retracted his wings and landed on the ground, seeing the black iron lump dropped by the small stone, a reminder from the Artifact Refining Pavilion suddenly sounded in his mind.

"It turned out to be an artifact?"

The so-called artifacts are artifacts used by the gods.

Practitioners who are promoted to the "God Realm" can be called gods. Gods, in the wilderness, belong to the top existence.

"What kind of artifact is it?"

Shaohao bent down and grabbed the long piece of black iron, waved his hand and threw it into the furnace of the Refining Pavilion.

No matter what kind of artifact it is, as long as the black iron on the outside is smelted, it can show its true shape.

"call……"

Flames rolled and swept across, and the long black body melted instantly, revealing the true shape of the artifact.

It is about four feet long, with twenty-four octaves, the whole body is pitch black, and the shape is simple, as if it is a hard whip made of black stone.

This is a hard whip, not a soft whip.

Just like the "Magic Whip", this is a heavy blunt weapon.

"Catch the mountain whip?"

Seeing this four-foot hard whip, the old patriarch trembled all over, "It turns out...the ancestral artifacts of the Stone Clan are not lost!"

"It turned out to be an ancestral artifact of the Stone Clan?"

Shaohao took off the "Mountain Whip" with a wave of his hand, and handed it to the old patriarch.

"My ancestors, the stone sacred object has returned to the hands of future generations!"

The old patriarch held the "mountain whip" and was so excited that he burst into tears.

This is the artifact refined by the "Stone God", Shicun's first sacrificial spirit. The Stone God fell, the Stone Clan declined, and the artifact "Mountain Whip" disappeared.

At this moment, the old patriarch wept with joy when the "mountain whip" saw the light of day again.