Chapter two hundred and eighty second reward
In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yang lived in Guanshan Town for more than two months.
I asked Dameng Jian Sect’s blessing, no one came to chase him, and no ghost in the town dared to cause trouble.
He almost thought he was really in a peaceful paradise.
Of course, illusions are illusions, but Zhang Yang's practice has not been set in one day.
After practicing spiritual cultivation, he upgraded the Soul Vein Sword Pill to the fifth level and comprehended the passive ability of the Thorn Sword Formation, he successfully activated the first level of the Spirit Vein Sword Pill and the second level of the Spirit Vein Sword Pill in the following time.
Because of the Taoist rhyme of heaven and earth, this can really save a lot of time to practice.
Now, his spiritual vein sword pills can reserve 1,200 spiritual energy at one time.
But basically this is also a limit he can reach in the short term.
Because if he wants to upgrade the Spirit Vein Sword Pill to the third level, it will take three years to accumulate the Taoist rhyme of the Heaven and Earth alone.
In addition, he had to start solving the problem of life span, which meant that he needed more time to open the Shengmai Jianwan and the Death Mai Jianwan.
In addition, there are two imminent things that need to be handled by him.
One is that he needs a mysterious sword weapon. Although he can calmly use the Golden Mai Sword Pill now, the harsh conditions that require 200 mouthfuls of natal spiritual energy each time make him only release it six times.
It’s okay to encounter a one-on-one battle, but if there are many enemies, if the enemies are very strong, what if the enemies are very good at evading?
After all, so far, Zhang Yang's only attack method is a straight line attack. If the enemy is unsuspecting, he will defeat the enemy with one move. If the enemy is strong enough or is prepared for it, it will require other sword techniques to assist.
Zhang Yang happened to have a set of ordinary-grade four-season sword techniques, an ordinary-grade Mu Yu sword technique, and a set of mysterious-grade sword techniques waiting for him to practice.
But to practice, you need to have enough sword intent, so this is back to the starting point. He has to at least upgrade the Idiot Sword Pill to the third level, otherwise he will not want to practice the Xuan-level sword technique.
So after thinking about it, Zhang Yang decided to ask someone to make a sword for him. He really had no energy and didn't have much life span to light up the new skill tree.
So on a morning with drizzle, Zhang Yang came to the Land Temple in Guanshan Town.
It is located on the easternmost side of the town, with a large area and a good environment. There is also a coffin shop called Heheji nearby.
However, Zhang Yang had never seen this coffin spread out before, and even if the villagers died, they would not come here to buy a coffin.
Zhang Yang was not interested in this, but this time when he passed by the Heheji Congee Shop, he saw that the door of the coffin shop finally opened, and a black and shiny black iron coffin was stopped at the door.
Xuan Iron is refined from mortal iron, divided according to the four levels of mortal, Xuan, Immortal and God.
So you can imagine how expensive this black iron coffin is.
Zhang Yang just sighed and walked over and went straight to the Land Temple.
This place is actually more like a tavern. In the past, more than a dozen casual cultivators sat inside, waiting or choosing tasks issued by the Land Temple.
They can actually be considered as the casual cultivators who are half-provided by Guanshan Town. Usually, as long as they complete a sufficient number of tasks, Guanshan Town will include them in Guanshan Town.
The biggest advantage of becoming a member of the town is that you can freely absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here.
If you perform well enough and make great contributions, you can be recommended to the Dameng Sword Sect as a periphery, which will be a step ahead.
However, today, when Zhang Yang arrived, he found that these casual cultivators gathered together, each with excitement, as if something extraordinary had happened.
Even when Zhang Yang approached, several casual cultivators showed hostile gazes, so they had a reward of generous rewards, afraid that he would join the equal division?
Zhang Yang was funny in his heart. Now he has a modifier. Will he see these mere rewards? He doesn't even want to go there.
Be content with ordinary people, do you have to recite "Huizi Xiangliang" to feel despair?
"Young man, do you want to receive a reward?"
Right in front of the casual cultivators, a big-headed, white-bearded old man asked with a smile, "This is the land god in Guanshan Town, but he is basically the butler of the Dameng Sword Sect here."
"Sorry, I just want to ask where there are masters who are good at making swords?"
He bowed politely.
"Ye Ning City and Xuan Tie City have masters of sword-making, but at most they can only cast mortal-level sword weapons. If you want to cast mortal-level sword weapons, you must go to the Dameng Sword Sect." The Land God looked at Zhang Yang with a deeper look. After all, no matter how weak he is, he can still tell who is stronger among these casual cultivators.
"Da Meng Sword Sect?" Zhang Yang frowned, this was not easy to deal with.
"Young man, there is a chance now. The Great Dream Sword Sect has just issued a mortal-level escort reward to escort a seriously injured Great Dream Sword Sect disciple to Xuanticheng. As long as you arrive safely, you will be given a mortal-level urge to respond to any request. If you want to cast a mortal-level sword weapon, you only need to collect ten mortal-level urge to respond to any request. The Great Dream Sword Sect can make a sword for you."
"Xuan Tiecheng? A seriously injured disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect?"
Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, but thought of the black iron coffin he had just seen. Then he suddenly realized that the seriously injured disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect should be in the black iron coffin, and he was using sword energy to radiate his wounds.
But how did this disciple of the Great Dream Sword Sect get hurt?
Could it be directly related to the sleepless night in Heizuhara?
If that's the case, the reward will be a bit hot.
"Sorry, I have something else to do."
Zhang Yang had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but then he chose to refuse. Although he urgently needed a mysterious sword weapon, there was no need to participate again.
He bowed again, Zhang Yang turned around and left, very simply. His actions made the casual cultivators feel relieved inexplicably. Then, they did not hesitate anymore, lifted the black iron coffin and set off quickly.
"It seems that I have to go to Yening City and collect debts by the way. Maybe that kid Qian Muyun can find a suitable swordsman for me. If it really doesn't work, I can cast a few more ordinary sword weapons for spare."
Zhang Yang thought about it and went back to pack his things, but before he could return to the small courtyard where he rented, his face suddenly changed. Because a sword intent suddenly broke out in the sky, accompanied by an angry roar, the stone tablet in the center of Guanshan Town was activated by something.
"not good!"
Zhang Yang didn't even bother to return at this time, so he turned around and rushed out of the town. After a few seconds, he stopped with a gloomy face, because in his sight, clusters of black clouds were swept by demonic winds, surrounding the entire Guanshan Town. As for the dozen casual cultivators who had just left, they hurriedly carried the black iron coffin and retreated.
"This is wrong. This place is thousands of miles away from Heizuyuan. The war there is no way to reach here. But at present, these demonic spirits are chasing them unyieldingly. This is definitely not for Guanshan Town, but for the disciple of the Dameng Sword Sect."
"So, what's strange about this disciple of the Great Dream Sword Sect?"
Chapter completed!