However, such sharp dog teeth are so hard to bite such a broken stone? Wouldn't that mean that this inconspicuous and dirty broken stone is much harder than a spirit stone?

Could it be, it's really a baby?

baby?

Qin Feng's face suddenly became much better.

"There is nothing special except hardness?" Qin Feng, who had squatted down and studied for a while, did not find anything good about this broken stone. He couldn't help but frown.

The foodie Meat Ball Dog seemed to be angry with Qin Feng, and never looked at him directly, and still chewed him very hard. He even put on a pose, and he didn't steam the buns and tried his best to make a sigh of relief. Master Dog, I must not let you look down on him.

Qin Feng shook his head and was too lazy to continue to pay attention to foodie meat ball dogs, so he went to refine pills.

If you want to chew, keep chewing!

This is not the first time Qin Feng has refined alchemy. His skills are very proficient and his level is quite high. After refining, it is so easy to do it, and it is simply no difficulty.

One furnace after another, each furnace also has a tenth elixir rate as usual.

During Qin Feng's process of refining elixirs, the foodie meat ball dog was not idle either. He kept trying to chew on the Broken Stone.

Very serious!

It's like a broken stone.

Although it is difficult to chew, the foodie meat ball dog is still persevering.

"receive!"

Qin Feng skillfully pinched the pill collection skill and quickly put the last pot of pills into his hands. He still put it on the cloth on the ground and mixed it with other pills.

At this point, all the spiritual herbs purchased by Qin Feng turned into pills, and no one left was left.

But he threw the pills on the cloth on the ground at will. Such a prodigal act was too outrageous and unbearable.

Fortunately, others don't know.

The only audience, the foodie meatball dog, was also very unqualified, and he didn't take a look at Qin Feng at all. All his energy was concentrated on the broken stone.

Very attentive and very focused.

"Are you still chewing?" Qin Feng was curious.

Foodie is not a bird.

"Forget it if I can't bite it. I just refined some pills. Do you want to take some?"

Even if you don't even look at it.

"Why do you have to? Why are you angry? I just said that, and my teeth were almost flattened. If they really were ground, you would become toothless..."

Keep gnawing.

"You...you keep gnawing, hum!" Qin Feng, who was ignored, snorted, not wanting to be ridiculed by a dog again.

If you don’t even look at it, you will ignore it directly. Isn’t this a satirical way?

Too naked and naked!

"I really didn't expect that one day, brother, I would be despised by a foodie. It's really... his uncle... Forget it, I'd better learn to refine weapons." When Qin Feng thought of refining weapons, he suddenly became nervous.

He wasn't sure either.

After all, Qin Feng learned from his guards and the shopkeeper of Lingbao Pavilion that the top-grade magic weapons are already very difficult to refine. Obviously, he looked down on top-grade magic weapons and wanted to refine ones with higher grades.

It's also at the level of spiritual weapon.

This is even more difficult, and he is really not sure.

When he first refining the alchemy, he was fearless. Now he knew the difficulty of refining weapons, so Qin Feng said that he was under great pressure.

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