Wei Wencheng, who prefers the green color of Tianshui and brocade flowers, is not only the one who refines Qinggang swords and swordsmanship on Xiao Pengying Road, but also a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship. He also practices sword control techniques under a Taoist master. In "Thirty-Three Swordsman Pictures", he is considered a Kunlun Mole, an outstanding sword in the empty sword. Otherwise, he would not have been able to produce a precious waste sword body like Tao Qianjin as a window exhibit and a weight measurement device.

But even such a master was so angry that he was in his swordsmanship that he was so suffocated that he was so angry that he was so dry that he was depressed in his chest and almost vomited red.

Although Wei Ye liked to use his tongue instead of swords to poke those goods that had attempted to his family, he felt somewhat inappropriate this time. In line with his acquaintance, he began to recall several collections of letters from the Han, Tang, Ming and Qing dynasties he read in the library that he had read, and prepared to write a comforting draft according to the sour tone that the literary youth liked the most.

The extra thing is not Wei Ye’s interest. Although the man who passed by was long hair without a scarf or a hairpin, his hair was sagging, and even if there was wind, it was not messy, so refreshing and neat. No matter how you look at it, it was also a person with dual qi sword cultivation contained in the divine gang. The affairs of these guys who pursued the ultimate intention of swordsmanship were not something that was leisurely and scattered like a little bearded fairy warlock.

As soon as he bent over and lifted up the door panel that had already fallen to the ground, Wei Ye shook his head and glanced at the sword that was mostly buried in the stone in Wei Wencheng's hand, wisely decided not to give the Wenqing sword weapon merchant a violent buff at this critical moment.

The familiar weapon sample showroom that has been drinking tea and joking about the price is still the familiar furnishings. It seems that the sword fighting between Wei Wencheng and the other party did not affect the display cabinets of polymer reinforced materials before. The beautiful or simple swords created by masters from different time and space are quietly lying in it. Everything does not have the miserable appearance of the bearded magicians. Even compared to the complex spectrum interwoven with different textures of metal blades and the refraction of jewelry crystals inlaid on the scabbard in the past, the current weapon sample showroom has a bit more quiet.

It is like a quiet and silent stone forest.

The Mamuluke micro-curved sword with white stone sheath, the Samaya Mantra sword carved into maria stone, the noble short sword protected by turquoise from head to toe, the ancient Roman soldier sword polished from black basalt... and more are wrapped in sandstone, shale, and quartzite, with only the sword hilt exposed outside.

Bailian Qinggang Swords and Swords should be renamed now as Bailian Qinggang Stone Shop.

"Is it petrified magic, or is it like Medusa's petrified magic eye in ancient Greek legend? Well, uncle, have you ever heard of similar Taoism?"

"It is said that there is a kind of magic called "The Confirmation of the Stone Spell" that can also achieve this petrification effect. Moreover, in the journal "Eye of the Star Dildo" in the past few episodes of the caster industry, a paranoid magician who likes petrification, waxization and even metalization spells seems to be nicknamed "Petrification Well"? Maybe you can find him to see the supernatural in this store..."

Seeing Wei Wencheng's bad expression in time, Wei Ye immediately changed his mouth as if he was kind:

"Generally, fossil pills sold in alchemy rooms, stone-breaking potions sold in magic workshops, and stone-soluble magic feathers can solve the problem of petrochemical mantras. If it really doesn't work, you can hire a monk or priest who specializes in cursing mantras. The mantra of the Buddha Mother who removes the barriers and the magical art of "removing curses" used by some good gods are quite useful."

There are no magic workshops, temples and churches on Xiao Pengying Road, but there are still several alchemy houses. It won’t take long to buy a small box of ointment-like fossil pills.

There are many types of fossil pills. The more common fossil pill is an external elixir that uses toad fat as the main medicine, which can soften the stone in a short time. It is most popular among jade craftsmen and seal engravers. The fossil pills that break petrochemical spells also choose toad fat, to be precise, the fat of the stone toad as the main medicine. Of course, Wei Ye felt that there was no need to say this kind of irrelevant little knowledge, otherwise some literary and artistic youth who would never repent would definitely refuse to apply such things on his sword.

He used a cloud-headed silver hairpin to pick up some fossil pills. Wei Wencheng half-believed and half-doubtedly applied these ointments of unknown origin to the sword body of a Nantianzhu compound steel fist sword.

This short weapon from India belongs to the category of Qimen weapons that few people can master. According to the "Moon Stick Year's Knife for Lifetime Gun", this boxing glove-shaped short sword with unfriendly original design at the beginning should be considered a thing that can only be practiced for ten years. Therefore, except for some mages and assassins trained by the Mysticism Clan, few normal-minded Astrology adventurers will choose boxing swords as weapons. In other words, for Wei Wencheng, a patterned steel boxing sword that is still crafted is not too distressed even if it is damaged.

The grease of the stone toad and some blue-gray mineral powder that is unknown to the specific composition slowly flows on the fist sword, just like a concentrated cleaner touching the oil on the porcelain plate. The stone skin attached to the surface of the fist sword instantly began to crack, and then broke into slag that was more fine than the rice grains. As the oil flowed, it followed the law of gravity and moved downward.

Although it is difficult to determine whether there is a broad sense of planet internal gravity in astrophysics in astronomy, at least one thing can be determined. Under the action of this oil-like elixir, the petrified spell is rapidly being dissipated, revealing the silver-gray texture unique to the steel inside.

"According to the calculation of a sword, you may buy two more boxes to solve the problem." His fingers knocked on the calculation interface of the bamboo slip terminal. Wei Ye said lazily, "Don't care about Tao Qianjin's affairs, I will charge a consultation fee for today's affairs."

As if he was showing off, he stretched out his fingers and shot the thin and blue-green sword body of the fist sword, Wei Ye listened happily as he heard the fist sword make a pleasant "ding". However, the crisp metal sound had just begun and quickly turned into a heavy and heavy turbidity. When he looked down, he was still holding a long blue-gray stone in his hand, without the blade of the fist sword, without the flowing stone toad oil, and nothing.

After looking at the bluestone strip in his hand, then looking at a blue-black face that was approaching. Wei Ye shrugged and rolled up the bamboo slip terminal in his hand.

"It seems that this is not an ordinary trick. Let's talk about the consultation fee again."

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In terms of external manifestations, immortal arts or magic always show a certain degree of irrational absurdity, but just like the alchemists in the Tang Dynasty were able to use mercury and sulfur compounds to pretend to be silver and gold, but in the eyes of the Tang people, this was the alchemist who shrank tin into silver and turned iron into gold. The Tang royal family also regarded these medicine silver and medicine gold as real gold and silver, and used it to reward ministers. However, for the alchemists, they were very clear that the output of their alchem ​​furnace was not precious metals, but alloys of mercury and tin.

Similarly, the supernatural petrification phenomenon in the Bailian Qinggang Sword Strike seems both mysterious and unscientific to ordinary people, but for Wei Ye, it implies a clear logical clue.

Holding the flat stone strip that could hardly be seen in the shape of the fist sword, Wei Ye carefully placed it diagonally at the door of the sword walk. The stone strip and the threshold were exactly at an acute angle. He roughly measured the distance between the stone strip and he was at his own eyes. Wei Ye held Tao Qianjin who had not been tricked for a while, took the sheath from behind his shoulder, and pressed the spring on the sheath with his fingers, which made Wei Ye feel indescribable.

So he adjusted the angle of his standing and pressed hard.

The peach wood heavy sword was unsheathed, and as it always showed, it hit the surface of the stone strip that was obliquely mounted on the threshold, smashing out a few sparks and making a string of crisp sounds.

Along the place where the peach Qianjin hit, the spider-web-like fresh crack was covered with whole stone strips, and then quickly gathered together, looking like someone pressing the invisible rewind button on the side.

"This is not a petrification spell," Wei Ye bowed down and put the bamboo sheath close to Tao Qianjin's sword tip. He tried a little hard to get the heavy sword back into the scabbard, "or rather, this is not a petrification spell in the general sense."

He stood up and recited Tao Qianjin again while saying in a pleasant and malicious tone without any gloating: "How much revenge is this to use such a complex and delicate thing to cause trouble for you?"

On the word "吉", the magician with a fruit-flavored hard candy-like stress, allowing the word to slide into a slight tone.

Wei Wencheng opened his mouth but did not make a sound. He leaned against his display cabinet and asked in a dull sense: "Can you explain it to me?"

"Petization spells, or to be precise, all spells that imprison objects in a certain solid matter are a kind of transformation spell, but they are also a cursed spell. In ancient myths and folk tales, there are many examples of being turned into stones because they offended gods or magicians. These guys who turned into stones have remained unchanged for hundreds of years until they were lucky enough to meet heroes, and the curse was unraveled and saved. This means that petrification is different from death in the general sense, and it also has the meaning of imprisonment."

He kicked the flat stone bar away, and Wei Ye picked up his hand and leaned against the wall halfway, saying happily, "For example, in Christian mythology, God turned her into a stone salt pillar in order to punish a woman who did not obey its warnings. In addition to the meaning of imprisonment, the stone salt pillar will dissolve, that is to say, it cannot be liberated by the hero, and the meaning of intimidation here is even greater."

Wei Ye spoke very seriously, but Sima Ling yawned without any face.

Wei Ye pretended not to hear the big yawn, adjusted his thoughts and continued: "But whether it is petrification, saltification, or even waxification and metalization, they are like chains composed of simple spells. As long as the chain is cut off, the imprisoned things will be released. If you make a metaphor, such spells are like locked boxes and doors that are locked up. As long as the lock on them is destroyed, the spell will be untied naturally."

"But what you got caught in this shop is not a spell, nor is it such a simple lock," Wei Ye was in a good mood and stepped on the beat. "It should be said that this is a military camp guarded by an army. No matter which aspect the curse-resolving person attacks, how many chains have been cut off, and how many gates have been removed, as long as the troops are not defeated, they can always repair the damaged fortifications in time."

Looking at Wei Wencheng's increasingly ugly face, Wei Ye spread his hands a little exaggeratedly: "The one you don't want to use in your store is a very clever ban. It looks just an ordinary spell and a little magical operation, but in essence it uses the foundation of Taoist gaze ban. Tsk, although there are still problems with the details, you are brave enough."

He looked at the petrified swords deeply as if he was about to see the name of the spellcaster, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It would be so fun to see a colleague at the Gate of the Star Realm who had some ideas besides copying books. Well, Princess Wencheng, I will take over the troubles here."
Chapter completed!