After bidding farewell to Lin Wan’er, Ye Chen returned home with only two things on his mind.
The first thing to do is to seize the time and refine the Thunderbolt that Lin Wan’er gave her, the mother of Pucha, the Lightning Strike Wood.
Another thing is to wait for eight hours to see where the Boeing 777 will go at the next stop. If it is Jinling, then we must deal with it as soon as possible.
Since there were still eight hours left, Ye Chen immediately started refining the Thunderbolt when he got home.
Ye Chen is already familiar with the matter of refining the Thunderbolt.
When he returned to the room and entered the lightning strike wood of the mother of Pucha, he had thought that everything would be as easy as refining the thunderbolt before, but he did not expect that the spirit energy entered the lightning strike wood and began to appear in the lightning strike wood. It was only when Mu internally perfected the formation that the aura, which was originally invincible, was actually somewhat difficult to move an inch in the lightning strike wood.
If it is said that when refining the lightning strike wood in the past, the aura was a carving knife, then the lightning strike wood itself is like an ordinary piece of wood, and the carving knife can easily carve the pattern you want on the wood.
However, compared with the previous lightning strike wood, the current lightning strike wood is like a piece of extremely hard high-strength steel. It is difficult to leave marks on it with a carving knife transformed from aura.
Ye Chen also didn’t expect that this lightning strike wood looks ordinary, but its internal characteristics are so difficult to refine. However, until now, he has no magic weapon that he can use to get close to him, so he has no choice.
In desperation, he could only multiply the infusion of spiritual energy, and the consumption speed of spiritual energy increased sharply in an instant, just like being madly absorbed by Lin Wan’er’s ring back then.
Ye Chen knows that there is no turning back when opening the bow, and the mother of Pucha, as a tea tree, can live until the thunderstorm falls from the sky, which is almost the pinnacle of trees. He wants to refine such lightning strike wood into a method. device, it must take more effort.
So, Ye Chen took out a Peiyuan Pill, and put his heart and soul into refining the Shocking Thunder Token.
Although the spiritual energy is consumed quickly, but with a Peiyuan Pill as a supplement, the spiritual energy can be regarded as enough.
After several hours, Ye Chen, who was drenched in sweat, finally opened his eyes.
The lightning strike wood that was as thick as an adult’s forearm in his hand had already been refined into a palm-sized lightning strike by him.
The entire body of this Thunderbolt is jet black, exuding a faint metallic luster, and its texture is extremely fine, it is completely impossible to tell that it is made of wood.
Holding the Thunderbolt in his hand, Ye Chen could even feel the faint feeling of thunder and lightning rushing in it.
That feeling is like standing on the beach in the evening, looking at the dark clouds in the depths of the ocean, and the thunder and lightning flashing and roaring on the entire sea.
Not only does it have an extremely wide field of view of the world, but it also has the surging feeling that the sky and the earth are connected as a whole by lightning, which is fierce and profound.
But if the Thunderbolt is put aside, this feeling will disappear immediately.