Chief You Meng sneered at Taoist Zhang's effort in cultivating apprentices. He would not express it openly. Taoist Zhang's cultivation status should be high on the top of the mountain, overlooking the humble scenery below the mountain with the bright moonlight, and enjoying everything in the sect from above.
There is a big difference between him and the apprentices who have just started.
According to the rules of the spiritual world, he is a great figure who is the founder, so why should he personally teach swordsmanship?
What’s there to teach?
Aren’t there so many subordinates in Xianling Temple just for use?
He has seen too much of the evil in people's hearts, and no longer believes that "good deeds and evil deeds will eventually be rewarded", "teachers are kind and disciples are filial" and other good things. In his eyes, all good things can be measured and exchanged with benefits, which are nothing more than the difference between thick and thin.
After Taoist Zhang finished giving instructions, he sent the apprentices away, and You Meng Chang floated down.
He doesn't need to reveal himself, Taoist Zhang can "see" him within ten feet.
After saying hello, You Mengchang threw two black mist-like flying and circling objects with his hand. They appeared and disappeared in the air. Their shapes were invisible. They could feel that they were magic weapons for one attack and one defense. Their spirituality was unusual.
I have refined two treasures to show you how fresh they are."
Zhang Wenfeng examined it carefully for a moment with his spiritual eyes and nodded with a smile: "It is extremely agile and changes in an orderly manner. The two treasures refined by You Lao seem to have the characteristics of weapon spirits! What a miraculous skill!"
He doesn't know how to refine weapons and has read many classics. In addition, he has a pair of unique spiritual eyes and can tell the properties of treasures at a glance.
Secretly pondering the purpose of the old man Mengmei showing off the treasure to him.
You Mengchang stretched out his hand and took a black paper-thin finger-long rapier and a half-palm-sized round shield treasure into his hands. The two treasures were translucent, with ink-like black air inside. flow.
I used the secret method of soul refining to refine the rare Xuanyin Jade Essence from the two remaining ghost treasures I obtained last time. I added a few other cold materials to refine the flying sword and shield, and then used the secret method to find me this time. Insert two second-level ghosts into it to make a pair of fake spiritual treasures. When you find the fourth-level ghosts in the future, spend more time peeling off the ghost intelligence, retaining the spirituality, and replacing the low-level ghosts. The power of this pair of treasures will be greater. increase."
You Mengchang explained it in detail and did not think that depriving ghosts of their intelligence was a cruel act.
To him, it is natural that the weak should eat the strong. The Mengmei people naturally like to devour wandering ghosts and other cold and evil things. Of course, they can still devour living souls.
It was because he had accumulated countless negative energy after devouring too many soul objects in the cage on the seabed that he could not break free from his body, which caused serious illness in his body. He almost died from the explosion of his soul core. Only then was Taoist Zhang, who had been chanting sutras for several years with the help of his mind power and merit, saved him. His own soul power has been thoroughly cleansed and purified. Not long after he was out of danger, he will not seek death and devour ghosts indiscriminately.
He wanted to take advantage of these few years of leisure to prepare some means to deal with danger.
Within ten years, he will fall into deep sleep again. He will continue to use Taoist Zhang's mind power to cleanse his soul power, and even have to purify his soul core once. This is a very troublesome and helpless move. By then, he will have no power to protect himself.
Taoist Zhang also likes to run to very dangerous places, like a broom star full of bad luck, provoking evil beings such as evil gods and ancient dragon souls.
He was really worried about his own fate.
Zhang Wenfeng stretched out his hand to take the two treasures handed over by the old man Mengmei, and without any politeness he used his hands to explore the ghosts inside the treasures. The slender flying sword and round shield were cold in his hands, and they were beating restlessly in his palms, trying to break free from his restraints and fly up. air,
The merit aura on his body is an instinctive threat to ghosts. Even through the body of the treasure, the black energy inside is swirling wildly.
Instead of using the dark energy on his left finger ring to bully the little ghost who had lost his mind, he returned the two treasures to You Mengchang. He took a look at the black energy in the translucent treasure that almost fell apart. Zhang Wenfeng smiled and said: "You Mengchang
Can you always refine the fake weapon spirit treasure I use? I wonder what conditions are needed in exchange?"
He was already very familiar with the old man's style of not letting go of the rabbit before he saw it.
The bait was thrown to him, and it really tempted him
You Mengchang smiled with a decent face, and the lion said loudly: "It is troublesome to refine the fake weapon spirit treasure for you. Because of the conflicting attributes, it takes a lot of time and soul power. How about you use those three strands of dragon soul silk?"
Pay me as a reward, and I can give it a try. Well, I can help you catch a third-level ghost and put it into the magic weapon. If you want a fourth-level ghost, you have to catch it yourself."
He was lucky this time and caught a third-level ghost that was sneaking around and causing trouble in remote countryside. He was reluctant to use it.
Zhang Wenfeng laughed loudly and refused without hesitation: "I have other uses for the Dragon Soul Silk. It cannot be used as reward. Since refining it is too troublesome, I won't bother You Lao. The treasure in my hand is enough."
You Mengchang was not one to give up easily, and said: "I can help you refine the Taoist robe you are wearing to enhance your protection. Two strands of dragon soul silk cannot be lowered. Fellow Taoist Zhang, you can't let me do a loss-making business, can you?"
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The last time he sent the gods to the gods, he lost six strands of dragon soul silk, which made his heart bleed.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be thinking about the pitiful inventory in Taoist Zhang's hands.
Zhang Wenfeng thought for a moment and suggested: "Mr. You, you need the dragon soul silk so much. Why don't we wait for more than ten years and think of a way to go down to Zhenlong Cave to rob the dragon soul."
"Dragon Soul is not that stupid. When he used ambergris soul poison to plot against you, he expected to be able to take back the soul thread. Otherwise, he would not be so generous and willing to use his own soul power to concoct poison. A wisp of dragon soul thread, really can't
If it goes any lower, you will lose money and make money."
You Meng is persistent in bidding.
How can it be so difficult for someone like him who has never done any good deeds to do something good when his conscience discovers that he wants to do something good? He can't stick to his old job and do it in vain. He can climb up the pole like a hot-faced but cold-assed person. If you are not a woman, you are a thief.
Zhang Wenfeng thought about it for a while and said: "I know the whereabouts of a wisp of dragon soul silk. I have to wait until I advance to the fifth level before I can take it out and pay you. If you are willing to wait, Mr. You, then we can make a deal."
He now understands that the three strands of dragon soul silk in the sea of consciousness are precious, and he will not trade them even if he is killed. Treasures are easy to obtain, and this kind of chance to obtain them by chance will never be encountered again.
Knowledge is accumulated through long-term losses.
You Mengchang was suddenly very interested and said: "Oh, you can reveal a little more details. Are they the soul threads of the unlucky dragon in Zhenlong Cave? Are they alive or dead?"
"It's the dragon soul's method, the living soul thread."
"Okay, deal, I can wait."
You Mengchang heard that it was a living creature, so he readily reached a deal with Taoist Zhang, and finally the loss was not so severe.
Every strand of the soul thread of the former seventh-level dragon king is a good thing, but the active dragon soul thread is of great use to him, and Taoist Zhang cannot use it, and it takes effort to kill the activity.
Zhang Wenfeng took out the Tibetan wooden Taoist robe from the storage space and handed it to Mr. You. He spent half a year making medicine to exercise and it was inconvenient to wear the treasure robe. He asked: "It won't delay you in refining the medicine for exercise, right? I still have the medicine powder on hand."
Use it once."
A hint to the old man, stop hanging out all day and do more serious work.
Helping him refine the medicinal powder was part of another deal, which the old man owed him.
"It doesn't matter. I use my body as a cauldron. I can refine medicines at the same time and make utensils without any delay. When you open up your own meridians, you can open up acupoints and acupoints in the future when your cultivation level is high, and you will be able to experience the wonderful effects and benefits of the small world of the human body."
You Mengchang put away his Taoist robe and drifted away.
You work hard and are busy all for the sake of running for your life and cultivating the great road.
During the New Year, Yang Shuilan, Xiao Ni'er, Lezi, Lu Zijin, etc. all returned. Guanzhu Zhang specifically checked the situation in Xiao Ni'er's demonic consciousness. The dragon soul thread and the dead objects hidden by the dragon's breath remained unchanged. He was relieved. Already.
After a conversation with her reclusive apprentice Shui Qingru, after more than half a year of chanting sutras and blessings, her pure heart and abstinence were resolved. The evil spirit in the female martial artist slowly diminished, and the sword energy in her body "returned to its sheath" and settled.
We will encounter setbacks and difficulties on the road of spiritual practice from time to time, and every time we solve them, we will make progress.
Fan Chongfeng, the deacon of Zhi Ke Hall, handed the visitor a letter. It was sent by He Guangjun, who had not heard from him for a long time.
"Golden elixir sword cultivator He Guangjun will come to visit Master Zhang on the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, haha!"
The word "haha" at the end shows He Guangjun's satisfaction and joy after breaking through and being promoted, as well as showing off and joking among close friends.
Several veteran monks who reached the Perfect Realm of Freedom in Dengtian Tower, including He Guangjun’s master, fell into disgrace one after another.
If you fail to make a breakthrough and go further, the path of spiritual practice is basically cut off.
He Guangjun spent several years sharpening his sword, and finally became the one who could fight against Ding in Dengtianlou, which made his master very happy. He also won Dengtianlou a place in the Da'an Dynasty, competing against several established sects.
The golden elixir sword cultivator who has reached the "Union with Intention" sword realm and mastered the light cold sword intention has terrifying combat power.