Chapter 683 Little Shen Dragon

Dawn cast a purple glow, roosters crowed, and the incomplete nanmu square table propped up by green bricks stood quietly, while the cocoon hanging from the beam remained motionless, cycling through six colors, exuding a mysterious and extraordinary air.

"Phew!"

Liang Qu let out a tired breath, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his temples.

The little thing is quite stubborn.

It took a whole day and night.

Just like refining a hawk.

"I wonder if it can succeed..."

He valued the cocoon greatly.

Among the six colors, those of the four seasons flickered at a rate clearly higher than that of the dead wood and the Tian Shui Zhao Lu.

Its indifferent and uncooperative demeanor had its reasons.

As it seemed, under the heavens, only Liang Qu himself and the Prime General possessed the Four Seasons Long Qi; no one else could figure out such a method even if they had various other types of Long Qi.