On the bed of ice, Zhang Mu sat cross-legged, holding a jade slip in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness was searching for the contents of the magic weapon.
For those who cultivate immortality, time is nothing at all. It reflects the old saying that there is no time to cultivate immortality, and you will regret it when you reach the end of cultivation.
Unfortunately, everything is already a thing of the past, and you can’t keep it even if you want to.
Zhang Mu is not unaware of this, but for him, he has had enough of the ordinary life, and he is very happy to have achieved the current results. There is nothing more interesting than pursuing immortality.
After about half a stick of incense, Zhang Mu slowly withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip, with a look of surprise on his face!
He narrowed his eyes to a slit and said happily: "Meteor Butterfly Sword."
It turns out that there is a set of Meteor Butterfly Swords recorded on it, which are divided into Meteor Sword and Butterfly Sword. They are all the best swords that swordsmen dream of.
However, time is not a piece of cake. A kitchen knife that has not been sharpened is not a good kitchen knife.
Just like this set of Meteor Butterfly Swords, there is nothing unusual about its production. I believe that with Zhang Mu's current financial resources, it is very simple to purchase the necessary equipment.
However, the most important thing is the sword spirit. A spiritual sword without a sword spirit is just a mindless sword and cannot cut through the void at all.
However, Zhang Mu doesn't have the ability to cut through the void now. It's just that he is practicing the Xuanmen Three Sword Jue now and has a lot of spiritual swords in his hands, but there are really only a few who can actually take them out.
There are other production drawings in the jade slip. Of course, Zhang Mu cannot refine them all now, because the items recorded on them are all rare magic weapons, which do not seem to be left over from modern times. This shows that this jade slip is worth a lot of money.
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Zhang Mu nodded secretly, thinking that he would have to be careful in the future to avoid running into Bai Shaoqiu and others, otherwise it would not be an ordinary trouble.
Finally, it was calculated that the Meteor Sword requires five kinds of heavenly and earthly treasures, including Xuanjin, Xuanmu, Xuanshui, Xuanhuo, and Xuantu, plus a shape-changing earth embryo, which is quite rare.
The remaining Geng Silver is easy to handle, because I remember that the Silver Armored Man is made of Geng Silver. If I really can’t find it, I have to remove it. Who wants to have two of them?
Demon Emperor Shi Zhixuan also said that when he reaches the foundation building stage, he can sacrifice the silver-armored man and can barely control one, so there are many choices for the two.
Of course, controlling two people in silver armor who are equivalent to the Golden Core stage at the same time will inevitably make them more powerful, but Zhang Mu still knows that his own strength cannot be controlled at all, so he can only take one step at a time.
As for the Butterfly Sword, it also requires Geng Silver. As for the Butterfly Powder, Hundred Insect Crystals, and Shaped Earth Embryo mentioned above, it is a bit difficult to deal with.
But now is the right time.
The monks in Qingzhou are fighting against the demon army, and almost all the elites have been sent. In that case, there will naturally be an auction house with rich resources?
With an auction house, it is possible to get all these things.
Zhang Mu smiled, put away the jade slips, and turned his hand to summon the Xuhu Ding. Naturally, he wanted to sacrifice the man in silver armor.
The power of the man in silver armor was still fresh in Zhang Mu's memory. A silver spear could sweep through thousands of armies, full of domineering power. The thought of having such a helper made him extremely happy.
For a moment, the tripod spun in the air, the surrounding air condensed, space fluctuations appeared, and a puppet with shining silver light and a silver gun appeared.
Looking at the big hole in the chest of the silver puppet, Zhang Mu touched his head and said speechlessly: "I'll pinch it, it's still broken. It seems like I really need to remove another one to make up for it."
I made up my mind and was not in a hurry to repair it. He couldn't repair it anyway. I really haven't studied this puppet technique yet. I was afraid that it would be damaged by refining, so it would be better to find an expert to repair it.
Remembering that Shi Zhixuan had left the ritual of sacrificing the puppet inside the man in silver armor, Zhang Mu used his spiritual consciousness to search for it.
After a cup of tea, Zhang Mu slowly withdrew from his consciousness, with a depressed look on his face.
I thought it would be very simple to perform the sacrifice, but I didn't expect that it would be a bit troublesome.
There are two ways to sacrifice the puppet. The first is the simplest way to control the spirit stone, but this is also the most expensive and can't be hurt.
The second type is to use your spiritual consciousness to control it. In this way, you don’t need to consume too many spiritual stones. As long as you have an intermediate or high-level spiritual stone, you can move freely. The rest is to consume your own spiritual consciousness.
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But in this case, if the silver puppet performs several powerful attacks, wouldn't it destroy the spiritual stone?
It seems that the only option is to use Xuan Jing.
Xuanjing is a rare and mysterious crystal that contains spiritual energy similar to that of spirit stones. It is just used to control puppets and cannot be used by monks.
The most perfect thing about Xuan Jing is that when the puppet consumes spiritual energy, it can quickly absorb spiritual energy as a supplement. Even if it cannot keep up with the consumption speed, this way there is no need to burn a lot of spiritual stones.
It's just that Xuan Jing was very rare in the previous era of immortal cultivation, and it's even rarer now, almost extinct. This is why Zhang Mu is depressed.
Unable to figure it out, he waved his hand and put the silver puppet away, holding his breath and concentrating to recover the consumed consciousness.
Now Zhang Mu is a monk on the first level of foundation building. He has not practiced during this period and has spent all his time recovering his true energy. Therefore, his cultivation level has not increased at all, but he has lagged far behind.
Of course, the Qingxin Jue practiced by Zhang Mu is already in the Soul Gathering Stage Mahayana, but it does not lag behind his own cultivation. Only the Qiankun Jue is still in the middle of the first level, and it is already far behind.
After a long time, Zhang Mu turned over his hand and took out a Yuanling Pill and swallowed it. He wrapped the medicine with magic power and slowly traveled through the meridians, preparing to hit the later stage and exit the seclusion in one fell swoop.
Just like that, half a month passed...
On this day, Zhang Mu was very happy, because the Qiankun Jue had reached the late stage of the first level, and his mana actually increased a bit, which was unexpected.
But it's not that Zhang Mu dislikes him, it's not too late to like him. Magic power is something that all comers are welcome.
Within half a month, the demon army has spread over a large area. It seems that this time it is really going to happen again, and it has the potential to break through the Qingzhou defense line in one fell swoop.
Why did the monks from other states not come to the rescue when the demon army attacked? This is the greed of people.
After Qingzhou is captured, it also means that it will completely collapse, and the monks will also receive an extremely powerful impact. It is said that if Qingzhou is restored to its original appearance, even his own life will be difficult to save.
The rest of the time is the time for monks from other states to snatch the resources for cultivating immortals. This is the human heart. Don't let your emotions speak out, it will make people extremely contemptuous.
Zhang Mu didn't know what was going on. It was just that after practicing Qiankun Jue to the late stage, his magic power increased and he was in a good mood.
I simply talked to Xiao Xiao for a while, drank tea for a while, kissed me for a while, then got up and walked towards Liu Li.
Since Liu Li has not come these days, it means that the foundation building must have been successful.
After learning that Liu Li had merged with Haoran Zhengqi seven times, Zhang Mu was also pleasantly surprised. After all, this kind of opportunity is hard to come by. He never expected that three of the four of him would do it seven times, and only Lin Han would do it six times.
Not bad either.
The four of them exchanged a few simple greetings and stayed behind in the cave. The four of them walked out of the cave and prepared to resist the magic weapon of the demonic army.
After leaving the cave, Zhang Mu realized that the demon army seemed to be about to start. He was shocked and secretly thought that he had to prepare quickly, otherwise it would be really dangerous.
Finally, I actually found out the location of the auction house, and I started bidding in the afternoon, which was just the right time.
Zhang Mu knew that the demonic army was coming, and there must be many monks coming to the auction house to bid.
In this case, the only choice is to change your appearance, otherwise you will offend someone you shouldn't, and you will be finished.
Although you won't be attacked in the camp, but when you go out, who can say for sure that you won't be attacked by surprise?
As the saying goes, it's hard to guard against an open arrow, but it's hard to guard against a hidden arrow. You have to be careful. Don't dare to be careless in the journey of cultivating immortality.
However, Zhang Mu and the other three didn't know much about the art of transformation. Fortunately, when he was refining elixirs, he found some spiritual grass that when applied to his face could produce darkening and swollen effects, so he could use it.
The four of them found a remote place, took out the spiritual herbs and began to apply them.
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There are long queues at the entrance of the auction house. There are so many people outside, and I really don’t know how many people there will be inside. It’s good to be careful in the secret passage.
As the crowd slowly entered, people from the auction house led them in and everyone took their seats.
When we entered, we saw that this large venue was full of people. As far as I could see, they were all heads. Of course, most of them had their faces covered. It seemed that they were afraid of offending other people.
The auction hadn't started yet, and people were walking in one after another. They saw four dark, bloated men wearing green silk robes. At best, they were unconventional, and at worst, they were four lunatics.
The leading man among the four glanced at the auction house and saw at a glance that there was a place in the corner where four people could sit, which was prepared for him.
These four people are not anyone else, they are Zhang Mu and the four who had applied the spiritual grass.
Zhang Mu sat down and listened to the discussions of other monks.
It is said that the auctions this time are really mostly treasures from heaven and earth, so and so, so and so, anyway, there are many kinds of things, so the trip must be worthwhile.
Zhang Mu's heart beat as soon as he heard this.
Although the four of them have more or less 50,000 spirit stones, if they really need what they need and help Liu Li and others auction things, I'm afraid not even one hair will be enough.
I originally thought that I was a rich man, but when I met a monk who didn't need to be like me, I realized that I was just a little better than the average monk. If I really want to get ahead, I can only keep fighting and fighting!
Liu Li seemed to be depressed too. He shook his folding fan and said softly: "I think with our money, we can buy more than this from you. I don't think we have the strength to bid at all."
Zhang Mu nodded. Just when he was depressed, he saw a woman delivering tea. He had an idea and said in a rough voice: "Little girl, come over here."
Although this sound was rude, not many people noticed it. After all, there are more than tens of thousands of monks here, plus the monks in the boxes on the second and third floors. It is estimated that there are at least 50,000 or 60,000 monks. If the demon army hadn't come,
Attack, I'm afraid it's really a scene that you won't see easily.
After the maid heard this, she glanced at Zhang Mu and felt slightly unhappy, but they had no ability to control her at all. Even if the monks beat her to death, the owner of the auction house would not avenge her.