Upgrade Specialist in Another World

Chapter 222: Beyond Level Use, Compressed Refining!

The two were chatting, and shortly after, they saw Wang Fu Rui put away the kite and ran to the two of them.

“Brother Straw Hat, Sister Yun, can we have the roast meat? ”

Baiyun flickered: “BBQ? ”

"Yes, I'll tell you what." Huang Fu Rui nodded. "Dumb roasted meat is the best meat, small meat is the favorite. ”

Baiyun flies a little, almost didn't stand steady. He turns to the red devil madman pig next to the little girl: “It... it eats meat?! ”

“Yeah!” said Wang Fu Li. "The meat is good to eat, and every meal is more than stuffy. ”

Baiyun is in turmoil... you meat-eating pig! Are you kidding? You're a pig...

Tang Xinyin obviously understood Baiyunfei's thoughts and said softly: “Yunfei, it is a late level 5 soul beast, you don't really think of it as... that? ”

“Uh...” Baiyun flies suddenly, "How could I forget that I could never be fooled by the appearance of the Soul Beast! ”

The Red Devil madman seemed to see Baiyunfei's mind, looked up at him, hummed twice, grinned his mouth, revealed a row of white and bright teeth...

“But we don't have any barbecue tools...” Baiyun flew out of the stall. He did carry a lot of things with him when he was traveling, but this one really didn't.

“I have, I have! ”

Huang Fu Rui said proudly, then pulled the pink bag that she had slanted on her waist into front of her, reached into it, stroked for a moment, then took it out, only to see the light shining in front of her, a barbecue shelf two meters wide appeared in front of her.

“Well, there's... there's purple charcoal, and the meat you bake with it is better than the flame you condense!” Then she stroked again and took out a big bag of purple charcoal.

“There's a table.” The red light flashed and a square table appeared, followed by several stools.

“And then there was the pink meat, there was the five-finned fish, and..." Huangfu kept counting in her mouth, and a plate of all kinds of fish and vegetables that she had handled was' taken 'out of her little bag and placed on the table.

“ …… ”

Baiyun is staring, full of black lines - are you Tinker Bell?!

“Are you... are you Tinker Bell?!” The clouds flew out unconsciously.

“That's it!” Huang Fu Li clapped his hands gladly and heard Baiyunfei's words, wondering, “Huh? Brother Straw Hat, what are you talking about? Tinker Bell... what is it? ”

“Uh... nothing.” Baiyun shook his head and hesitated, "Little sister, this bag is...”

Tang Xinyin smiled beside him: “That is a space bag, the same as a space ring, I heard it was made by Master Ancestor himself for Xiao Rui. ”

“Master Jo? Old King Purple Gold? ”

“Well, yeah, Grandpa Zi is fine. If you want to put things in a bag, he can make it into a space soul object for me!” Huang Fu Rui patted a small bag on his waist and spoke proudly.

“Old Lord Purple Gold...” Baiyun nodded slightly, suddenly thinking of one thing, "By the way, space soul ware... how do you refine it? ”

Tang Xinyin shook his head suddenly, Baiyunfei found himself asking the wrong person. How could he know that Wang Furui raised his little hand with excitement: “I know, I know! ”

“Oh, you know? ”

“Hmm!” Huang Furui explained as a small teacher, "Space souls must understand the rules of space before they can be refined, and if they are not special space spiritualists, they must reach the realm of the soul realm in order to understand the rules of space...”

“Space Department, Soul Realm...” Baiyun shook his head helplessly, knowing he didn't have to think about it now.

……

Next, Wang Fu Rui showed Baiyunfei her superior barbecue skills, not to mention that it really wasn't blown, Baiyunfei and Tang Xinyin ate a lot.

And the Red Devil Crazy Pig alone... No, a pig ate three times the amount of white cloud flying, even the Shadow Bird White pecked a plate of incense meat to eat - which made White Cloud flying teach again: you really can't use the 'worldly' standard to understand soul beasts...

…………

At night, in the refiner hole.

After a half-day break, Baiyunfei actually felt much better, and started the refiner again, it actually succeeded once.

“Equipment grade: Parent rare. ”

“Attack: 451. ”

“Enhanced Conditions: 77 Soul Points. ”

Looking at the silver sword in his hand, Baiyun flies slightly frowned: “This time it can be said to be in the best condition, it has already done the ultimate, but it is just the finest of the people, is it really impossible...”

Once again, a dagger was refined in three hours, with an attack power of only 435, less than the last one.

“Still no, that's too bad! I want the staircase, the staircase...” Baiyunfei shook his head disappointingly and put the dagger into the space ring - if that Chen Huanghua knew that Baiyunfei had succeeded in two consecutive man-class soul pieces, he was disappointed and dissatisfied with it, and was expected to hit the wall with shame.

“In the afternoon, Little Sister once said that she could compress a lot of materials to a very small extent, which would be a lot more powerful... I remember that there seemed to be this technique in the refiner technique...” Baiyunfei suddenly thought of a phrase Wang Fu Li had inadvertently said and thought for a while, turning her hand and taking out the scroll that documented the refiner technique, and staring at it.

A moment later, his eyes lit up: "I found it! Compressed Refining Method! ”

After a thorough examination, he frowned slightly: "Can the Soul Sect Realm use the method... Alas!! ”

But when he thought about it, he said to himself, “But it's not that difficult, it seems… I can still use it now? It's just a difference in compressive strength. Although it can't be best, it may really be able to refine into a hierarchical spirit..."

“Want to try it?” Baiyunfei took the scroll and hesitated.

“ …… ”

“Whatever! How do you know if you don't try, and you fail, it's just a waste of material!” Baiyunfei thought very badly, and then no longer hesitated, his mind sinked into the scroll and carefully understood this refining technique.

Nor is it complicated to say that it depends only on the wrapping of fire forces, the constantly changing intensity compresses the refiner material, which is somewhat similar to condensation, but which differs in essence. The higher the degree of compression, the stronger the artifact is refined - provided, of course, that it can be compressed to such an extent that it can change the quality, otherwise it will not be an outdated waste of refiner material.

About an hour later, Baiyun put away the scroll, looked at the space ring on his hand, pondered for a moment, and said to himself: “All that's left is some very high quality elemental ore, just in time, you have to spell it big, tonight you have to refine a ground-level soul tool! ”

The right hand is affixed to the top of the refiner, the soul force is activated, the right hand of the fiery sun glove flashes red, the round of the proud sun shines like a real small sun, Baiyunfei directly used the fiery sun glove to increase the strength of the fire element.

“Boom!”

A blazing flame rises in the pit and spreads, wrapping the entire refiner pit directly in it.

With one wave on his left hand, five concentrates were thrown into the Ding, and instantly melted, turning into a bunch of elemental essence suspended in the flame, the clouds of daylight glued, a small swirl formed in the Ding, rapidly spinning, and shrinking, and that bunch of elemental essence also compressed.

A moment later, when a fist-sized almost solid-red essence appeared in the flame, Baiyunfei frowned and said to himself, “Not enough! ”

Swinging again with his left hand, he threw several soccer-sized concentrates into the ring...

Baiyunfei's eyes stared dead at the raw material essence, his mind no longer thought or had time at all to think about other things, the burgeoning soul power continued to flow, controlling the agglomeration and compression of fire elements.

“Not enough! ”

Another few concentrates...

If it's a regular refiner, it can produce at least a hundred kilograms of heavy soul material like a hammer or door shield. Under the fateful compression of Baiyunfei, it actually compresses raw to the size of a football!

After a full two hours, Baiyunfei's eyes stared at each other. Blood filament appeared in his eyes. His whole body's soul power had surged to its limit. The flames in Ding had poured wildly, and he could no longer see what was going on inside.

“Bang!”

A slight burst of noise came out of the dinghouse, making it look like a thorn in a silent cave.

Baiyun's face suddenly changed!

“Shit! It's out of control!! ”