"Over a hundred hand seals!" Yan Yuchu and the others looked at Mu Hanyan in shock. Although they didn't understand the art of refining weapons, they had practiced sword techniques and knew how difficult it was to practice hand seals. Even if they could perform over a hundred hand seals with ease, they would be exhausted.
Mu Hanyan is fine, after all, her strength is there, but Ling Baobao is only a second-level swordsman, at most a third-level swordsman, yet he looks more energetic than Mu Hanyan. It's really incredible.
"Don't underestimate this guy. His strength is not high, but his cultivation foundation is extremely solid." Mu Hanyan said with a little admiration.
No matter how solid the foundation is, its strength is limited after all. Yan Yuchu and the others shook their heads, still finding it incredible, but they didn't have the habit of asking questions. Knowing that things were progressing smoothly, they didn't ask any further questions.
"Okay, everyone, let's eat quickly. We will continue after eating." Mu Hanyan said.
Several people stretched out their chopsticks at the same time, but then stopped in mid-air. They looked at each other, stunned.
The large bowls of meat buns, a dozen seasonal side dishes, and a large bowl of rice porridge on the table had long been devoured, leaving the dishes as clean as if they had been washed, without even a drop of oil or water left. Oh my god, that's all it took a few words.
"There are too few buns and too few vegetables. How stingy." Baby Ling stuffed the last piece of bun skin dipped in vegetable juice into his mouth and said with lingering satisfaction.
That was dozens of big meat buns, a dozen side dishes, and a big bowl of rice porridge, but he was still not full and even thought it was not enough!
Mu Hanyan suddenly thought of a question: was it right or wrong to keep him? With such a good appetite, would he eat up her meteorite gold mine?
"If you want to achieve a deep level of cultivation, you must first fill your stomach. This may be true." Yan Yuchu was stunned for a long time, and finally said with emotion.
"Hey, do you still want to eat? If not, can you give it to me?" Ling Baobao looked eagerly at the only remaining porridge in front of each of them and asked pitifully.
No one answered his question. Everyone picked up the small bowl of porridge in front of them at the same time and made a secret decision in their hearts: they would never eat at the same table with him again, otherwise they would starve to death sooner or later.
In just three days, Ling Baobao mastered more than 300 sets of different weapon-refining hand gestures, each set being used to refine a different type of meteorite gold.
Of course, it is impossible for a meteorite gold vein to produce so many different types of meteorite gold. However, the meteorite gold all comes from outside the Nine Heavens. It burned and melted when it fell on the Holy Court Continent, and then condensed after hundreds of millions of years. Therefore, the internal minerals have many similarities. It is only because of the different types and quantities of impurities that some can be refined and some cannot. This is why there is the saying of meteorite gold and waste rock.
So even though he couldn't find so many different kinds of meteorite gold, thanks to the meteorite gold raw stones with extremely complex mineral compositions, his weapon-refining techniques were almost accurate, and there would be no problem with just a slight modification when applying them.
Even though Ling Baobao's cultivation foundation was incredibly solid and his mental strength was exceptionally strong, he was still exhausted after three days, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Fortunately, his efforts were rewarded. In addition to comprehending more than 300 sets of hand gestures, he also refined more than 30 pieces of meteorite gold, with different values, and the total value was millions.
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