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Chapter two thousand and eighty casting nine tripods(2/2)

The dried golden tripod was successfully completed, and Fang Bai planned to recast the Qingmu tripod.

Perhaps it was because the golden tripod was too smooth and he was a little careless when casting the green wood tripod, but in the end he failed!

The people in Luo Xingtang lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to look up at Fang Bai at all.

"Do you know what's going on?" Fang Bai asked lightly. Failure is not terrible. As long as you know what went wrong, you can start over.

The Sword Emperor personally experienced the casting process of the Jin tripod, but he knew nothing about the other eight tripods, and it is inevitable that some mistakes will be made.

"I know!" someone replied softly.

"How sure are you?" Fang Bai said again.

"70%!" the man hesitated for a long time and murmured.

"70%?"

Fang Bai frowned slightly, 70% sure, but he was still not satisfied. The question is, what can he do not?

Only continue!

At worst, you can waste some materials and fail a few more times and you can always find out.

Now the Temple of War God is rich and powerful, so as long as the materials that can be found in the prehistoric world are not a problem.

Even if you can't find it in the prehistoric world, you can still find it from the Tianmang Star Domain without worrying about the materials.

More than half a month has passed, and the green cauldron has finally been completed!

Mu Zijian turned his head and looked at Fang Bai, who nodded and smiled faintly. Mu Zijian faced Qingmu Ding with a calm face.

The ones that were refined later would be more perfect, and they all knew very well that Fang Bailisuo would of course have to be the ones behind.

Fortunately, Mu Zijian doesn’t care about it, no matter how bad he is, he is stronger than the Nine Dings of King Yu!

In the original place, Fang Bai's divine thoughts dispersed and covered all directions, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

With a large amount of material consumption, the recasting of the Nine Cauldrons was quite smooth, and occasionally some failures were inevitable.

Time slowed down, and Mu Zijian's smile became stronger and stronger, as if he had seen hope!

Fang Bai smiled and had been worried about Fang Qing's body refining. Now that he had the Nine Tripods, the progress would be much smoother.

If Fang Qing can lead to the success of his youth, he will never be able to find it!

The refining of the Nine Triads was smooth, and Luo Xingtang made great contributions. Except for the refining of the Dry Golden Triad, Mu Zijian was almost a spectator at the rest of the time.

Fortunately, the Luoxingtang people were very proficient in refining weapons. From the refining of the Gan Jinding Cauldron, there was no big problem.
Chapter completed!
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