After a while, Yang Cheng put down the jade stone with a confused expression, picked up another piece and put it on his forehead.
A quarter of an hour later, when Yang Cheng put down the last piece of jade, his face finally showed a look of surprise and emotion, as if he had found a treasure.
As expected, these pieces of jade turned out to be the jade slips used by this ancient monk.
Among the three jade slips, one records the brewing method of two elixirs and a spiritual wine.
Another jade slip contained a set of cultivation methods called Tiangang Sword Techniques. The third jade slip at the end recorded the cultivation insights and last words of ancient cultivators.
The ancient monk who was sitting in the body was named Zhan. When he was about to end his life, he was already in the late stage of alchemy. It can be imagined that the last thing he left behind was the preciousness of these jade slips.
However, the elixirs and spirit wine contained in them are suitable for those who are cultivating immortals in the elixir-forming stage, and Yang Cheng has no use at all now. Moreover, Yang Cheng has never heard of most of these materials, and he thinks they are probably some rare items.
The Tiangang Sword Technique was practiced even by the ancient monks themselves. Moreover, the Sword Technique is complete and can be practiced from the Qi Refining Stage to the legendary Divine Transformation Stage.
Such sword techniques are also available in the Lingjian Sect. As long as Yang Cheng can pay the corresponding spirit stones and sect contribution points, he can practice them.
But when Yang Cheng saw one of the ancient cultivators' insights, his heart suddenly jumped and he immediately made the decision to practice this set of Tiangang Sword Techniques.
Then Yang Cheng suppressed the urge to practice now, got up and tidied up. After leaving the cave, he destroyed the cave again, raised the Qingming Sword and flew into the air. After looking around, he rushed into the vast yellow sand.
In the desert...
More than a month later, when Yang Cheng stepped on the sword and saw the Lingjian Sect's mountain gate in the distance, he thought of the treasure-hunting trip that was originally planned to only take two months but ended up taking half a year.
All the things that happened made my heart agitate uncontrollably.
During this trip, he was first coveted and chased by two immortal cultivators, then he encountered an evil spirit, an evil spirit king, and finally a foundation-building immortal cultivator appeared.
If it weren't for his cleverness and courage, as well as the changes in his soul that Yang Cheng also vaguely guessed later, Yang Cheng really wouldn't have known how he could have escaped from all this.
It is very likely that he will sleep in the Blood Fiend Field forever!
Thinking back on all the scenes at this time, especially the behavior of the foundation-building immortal cultivator, Yang Cheng was shocked and angry at the darkness in the world of immortality!
Moreover, Yang Cheng believed that in places where he could not see, similar vicious and vicious behavior must be going on constantly.
It's a pity that even if Yang Cheng is not a cultivator in the Qi refining stage, he can't change such a thing at all.
The only thing he can do is to try to build a strong protective fence to protect himself.
Even if possible, Yang Cheng would like to keep practicing in Lingjian Sect and never go out.
Of course, after escaping one disaster after another, Yang Cheng received unimaginable rewards.
Not to mention the immortal cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, even those in the Foundation Establishment Stage will be very surprised if they get these items.
Returning to the small courtyard under Yuexiu Peak, everything was as usual.
Opening the side door, Yang Cheng looked at his medicinal field again. As expected, no one was taking care of it. The field was already overgrown with weeds.
After returning from a long journey, Yang Cheng had already prepared to plant medicinal herbs as soon as possible. It wouldn't take long for the medicinal fields to become lush again.
However, after turning around, Yang Cheng walked out of the small courtyard again and walked towards the peak.
I am overdue for too many holidays, and I don’t know how Uncle Zhang will be punished.
Walking all the way up the mountain road, Yang Cheng got a headache just thinking about it, so he had to bite the bullet and go.
When he arrived at the Guanshi Hall, Yang Cheng explained it to the disciples who were guarding him, but he got some news that he didn't know whether it was good or bad.
It turns out that two months ago, Master Zhang had to go out on business, and the medicine fields and disciples managed by Master Zhang were all put in charge of Manager Liao.
But in the past few days, Manager Liao has been busy refining the weapons, and it may take several days to complete. Therefore, the matter of Yang Cheng selling off the fakes will have to wait until Manager Liao comes out.
Then Yang Chengzhi reluctantly returned to the courtyard.
Yang Cheng knew a little about the punishments meted out to disciples within the Lingjian Sect, which ranged from punishing them with spirit stones, accepting a task, mining, abolishing their cultivation and leaving the sect, etc.
According to his previous thoughts, as long as he showed a more sincere attitude, he might be fined with a few spiritual stones.
But now he was unlucky enough to be replaced by Manager Liao. For Yang Cheng, who had just made a fortune, things like the Punishment Stone were completely taken advantage of, and there was definitely no need to think about them.
Therefore, the punishment is more likely to be between the second and third items. It is impossible to abolish Yang Cheng's cultivation and expel him from the sect just because of such a trivial matter!
The second task arranged by the sect is relatively okay, and the task requirements are generally unlikely to exceed the cultivation level. But if it is arranged to mine, it will not only be dirty and tiring, but at least another day will be wasted.
years of time.
"It seems that the medicine field will continue to be empty. The things on my body must be disposed of as soon as possible and replaced with spiritual stone pills!" Yang Cheng was lying on the bed thinking.
No matter what is arranged, Yang Cheng needs to prepare in advance to avoid being caught off guard.
Moreover, Yang Cheng also thought that now he was lacking in everything, and now he only needed to practice hard.
Even if he is arranged to go mining, it will only delay him for a year at most. On the contrary, the day until he returns to his hometown to avenge his parents will only get faster and faster.
After thinking about it in this way, Yang Cheng suddenly felt that he was not afraid of anything. So he thought about it carefully again and again, and felt that there were no loopholes, and then he fell into a sweet sleep.
The next morning, Yang Cheng woke up feeling refreshed and in a good mood.
After walking around the small courtyard for two times, Yang Cheng immediately came to the training room, took out the jade slip containing the Tiangang Sword Technique, placed it on his forehead, and examined it carefully.
After a while, Yang Cheng put down the jade slip, took out the jade slip that the ancient monks used to practice and put it on his forehead.
After a long time, Yang Chengcai sighed quietly and put down the jade slip, his face looking both happy and worried.
The Tiangang Sword Technique, practiced by ancient monks in the Danjie period, is divided into seventeen levels. It did not exceed Yang Cheng's expectations. It was indeed exquisite.
However, to practice the Tiangang Sword Art, you need to refine a "sword embryo" similar to the natal magic weapon and put it into the Dantian to warm it up.
Only in this way can the power of the sword art be truly exerted.
When the sword fetus is warmed and nourished in the Dantian, it transforms into a sword, and when it is fully completed, the sword can cut through the void and kill the enemy across steps.
There are as many as seven or eight materials needed to refine the sword body. Yang Cheng looked through them and found that none of them he knew or heard of.
"This is difficult!" Yang Cheng smiled bitterly. The magic weapon of destiny is indeed not that simple.
