At midnight, the sound of gongs could be heard faintly from outside the wall.

Yu Hua spent the night at Gu Wen's house again, and she taught the "Royal Treasure Manual" over and over again. But for some reason, Gu Wen didn't learn it quickly, or maybe it wasn't in line with his talent for building the Tao in four days.

Gu Wen's qualifications are average even among those of the Sanqing Dao Sect. He doesn't know it once, understands it twice, and is proficient in it four times. Whenever he doesn't understand anything, he humbly asks for advice.

Neither arrogant nor impetuous, his character is acceptable.

Back then, when she learned how to control weapons, she was not much faster than Gu Wen. The end point of practice is not to be fast, but to be slow and not dry.

Many people can keep going for decades, but they are always impatient in their hearts.

"The refining of imperial weapons is divided into upper, middle and lower. The upper one refines the magic weapon by himself and refines the Taoist charm into it. This is the destiny. The middle treasure recognizes the owner and actively accepts and absorbs the Taoist charm. This is the spiritual treasure. The lower one uses the spirit.

Calcined by fire, the spirit is refined and turned into matter. This is a magic weapon."

Gu Wen sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the mantra silently, his energy dropped from his Dantian, and the spiritual fire in his palms flickered continuously.

Practicing qi is to absorb spiritual energy and convert it into mana, which is like inhaling oxygen to supply the body. However, people do not have a set of innate organ help like inhaling oxygen. Therefore, practicing qi is like pulling a stone to grind a stone, and it will be like a diamond.

The spiritual energy is ground into water.

Weapon refining, on the other hand, is glass blowing, which requires skill, or the control of mana.

Eventually it became stable and solidified into a small flame, swinging in the void.

Introduction to Royal Weapons, completed.

On the basis of the second level of Yuqing Daoji, even without the blessing of heavenly marrow, it does not take much time to get started with the weapon. Practicing different paths leads to the same goal. If you can practice Qi, you can refine weapons, and you can use magic power to have a foundation in all other methods.

There is a saying in the Yuqing Heart Dharma. A certain great master of the Yuqing sect said: All laws in the world depend on refinement and control.

The level of mana depends on the depth of control.

He stopped exercising and asked: "What is the difference between the three?"

"There is no difference, it just depends on the power. No matter how good the magic weapon is, it cannot help you practice."

Yu Hua shook his head and said.

"Innate life, Taoist tools, and magic weapons are all nothing more than pretending to connect with external objects to allow oneself to exert stronger power. But in the end, no matter what kind of magic weapon, it requires corresponding cultivation. If your cultivation level reaches the sky, there is no need to pretend to connect with external objects.

Object?"

Is it better than not? Is it the same as using a knife with bare hands?

Gu Wen twitched. He probably understood the fairy's preferences, or the style of their Yuqing sect.

Everything is low-grade, the only thing that is good at Qi training is a powerful flying brick.

But now he doesn't have the ability to do miracles vigorously, and prefers to borrow foreign objects.

"However, there are certain differences between the three in terms of refining." Yu Hua changed his voice and said, "The soul does not need to be refined. Lingbao has spirituality as its name suggests. It needs to be recognized more than refining."

“What if you can’t get recognition?”

"Destroy spirituality and turn it into a magic weapon."

“Isn’t this a waste of natural resources?”

Gu Wen was a little reluctant to give up. It was difficult for him to get some magical medicine. He finally got a treasure, but he couldn't turn the spiritual treasure into a magic weapon, right?

Yu Hua's tone was calm, but there was a trace of doubt in his words: "Foreign objects are foreign objects, so why do you condescend to a spiritual treasure? Refining it now will erase its spirituality if it doesn't recognize you."

The blue-eyed water bead was handed into Gu Wen's hands. He closed his eyes and ran the exercise. A ball of spiritual fire enveloped the spiritual treasure. The exercise prompted the mana to flow into the spiritual treasure. For a moment, it was as if he had an extra organ. He could sense the beads.

In an instant, the phantom of the eel appeared today, swallowing him up in one mouthful, and a huge repulsive force also squeezed out his magic power.

Gu Wen groaned, his chest ached, and the beads on his hands became hot for some reason. He wanted to throw them away but was afraid of breaking the treasure.

"The Royal Weapons and Treasures Guide" mentions that the spirit treasure is arrogant and does not recognize its owner, and requires extremely complicated refining processes.

Yu Hua looked at Gu Wen holding the blue-eyed water bead tightly. It was clear that the spirit inside it was extremely repulsive to him, but he still refused to let go.

She sighed, leaned over and put a hand on Gu Wen's forehead to help calm the dizzying energy, while she opened his fingers and took off the blue eyes water beads.

Gu Wen's heavy breathing slowed down, he opened his eyes, and leaned back slightly to distance himself from Yu Hua.

"Although all monks need a magic weapon that can be handy, you don't have to work so hard." Yu Hua didn't pay much attention to the other party's little moves. She was already used to the slippery nature of the loach.

Gu Wen wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "It's just a little itchy, but I won't die yet."

Yu Hua tilted his head and suggested: "How about refining it into a magic weapon? It will only reduce the power by 20% and lower the upper limit."

"How much is this spiritual treasure worth? Can it be found everywhere?"

"It's extremely valuable. If you can buy a big city with a population of one million, you can use it to enter any sect in the world to seek enlightenment. A great man who can move mountains and reclaim seas can accept you as his disciple."

Yu Hua's voice changed:

"But compared to your Yuqing Daoji, it's insignificant. You just need to practice your Qi. Don't let this thing damage your meridians."

Gu Wen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and said, "Let me try again, maybe it will work after a few more tries."

Cutting the upper limit and reducing the power by 20%, this is his only spiritual treasure.

"The word "fate" cannot be achieved by a few times. The chance of becoming an immortal always comes to those who are destined. This is the birth of a spiritual beast, and the cause and effect of killing is destined not to be used by you, and will only damage your meridians."

Yu Hua took a step back, raised the spirit treasure high and away from Gu Wen, a shadow hovered in the green beads, and opened its teeth and claws at him.

There is a limit to the number of days you can become an immortal, but a spiritual treasure will always be a spiritual treasure, and its miraculous powers are not weaker than those outside.

"You can even give up that jade pendant, so why bother with a spiritual treasure that is less than one thousandth of the jade pendant."

"It hurts my skin, but my life is at the forefront, so what does a jade pendant mean? But now that there is no more pain, I have to think about the future when I'm not hungry."

Gu Wen stood up. He was half a head taller than Yu Hua. He stretched out his hand to reach the blue-eyed water beads that were raised high. Yu Hua did not stop him, he just looked at the black eyes half an arm away from him.

Full of energy.

"All the good things in the world have been taken by the Zhao family. Why don't I get a spiritual treasure?"

The voice behind Qingsha is as soft and distant as ever:

"The spirit treasure is like a wolf or a tiger. You can use the Royal Weapon Appraisal Technique as a knife. You can lift the knife with your hand and drop it to kill the spirit. If you want to tame it, you need to use your bare hands. How can you not get hurt?"

"If you accidentally hit the divine mind with one move, you will be in catastrophic condition. The Immortal Land may have a treasure to repair the divine soul, but it will still be a trouble."

Yu Hua chattered endlessly. The words she said to Gu Wen in just ten seconds exceeded what Zhao Feng could hear in total, and her concern was unmatched by others. But it stopped there. The two of them were nameless and insignificant.

They are not from the same sect, nor are they related by blood.

She doesn't think she has the right or obligation to stop Gu Wen. Going too far will only annoy people.

Besides, Gu Wen should also take some hardships to temper his character. It is inevitable to feel proud after building the Tao for four days. It is understandable that he lacks awe in practice. At least now he is still watching, and he can still save anything if something goes wrong.

Gu Wen said: "Fairy, can you protect me?"

There are so many debts that I owe them all.

How to put it in that sentence, love is to make the other person increase their sunk costs and invest in you. And the same path is common, and the same is true for transactions and cooperation between people. Only when you invest in others can you expect returns, and only when you expect returns will you continue to invest.

"Practice, I will protect you."

Yu Hua sat back and brushed her robe with her hands. The curve of her slim waist was looming. She sat on the chair and read the book again. She said casually: "But how much hardship you have to endure during this period depends on your own ability. I can only promise not to

Let you die."

Gu Wen sat cross-legged on the ground again, holding the blue-eyed water beads that held evil thoughts towards him, closing his eyes, and only heard the slight sound of turning the book in his ears.

Somewhat worried, he opened his eyes again. A plain white figure was gently reading the book under the candlelight. He noticed his eyes and raised his head with a smile to comfort him: "You won't be alive as long as I'm here."

worries."

Gu Wen closed his eyes, and soon there was another shiver due to spiritual rejection. Before he could open his eyes, there was a cold feeling on his forehead.

A hand gently touched his forehead.

"Calm down and keep your spirit."

Entering samadhi again, being rejected again, and again and again, Gu Wen is like answering a math problem, always having problems somewhere.

Gu Wen understood the method of weapon refining without using the Heavenly Essence, but fortunately, practice makes perfect, and he gradually mastered the method of controlling weapons based on the original Tao foundation.

It's just that refining failed, and spiritual rejection made trial and error costly.

He opened his eyes, and a wisp of gauze came into his eyes. Yu Hua retracted his palm, and even Gu Wen could detect the confusion in his breath.

A considerable part of the price has been transferred to Yu Hua. In any field of skills, having a senior to lead you can always avoid injuries.

The imperial weapon is completed.

"Very good. You have achieved some success in the Royal Weapon Treasure Book. Although it is not a magical power, it is not something that anyone can master casually."

Yu Hua always praised Gu Wen generously. She took out an orange 'pill' from her sleeve.

"Eat it, this is your reward."

Gu Wen swallowed the pill, which was slightly sweet in the mouth, followed by a strong orange flavor.

The first time he ate a sweet elixir, he was a little surprised and said, "What kind of elixir is this?"

Yu Hua replied: "Tangwan, my master would give me one after I finished practicing when I was young. This is the tradition of the Yuqing Sect."

"..."
To be continued...