Although Nv Zhaojun had a hundred thousand thoughts in her heart, she finally complied with Fahai's wishes and waited another ten years.
Fa Hai's reason for returning to the Triumph Camp was very lame, but what he said turned out to be a prophecy. From the second day after Xiao Qing came to the Miao Dao General Altar, more and more strange monks were active in Yanhuang City.
Most of them are from the ghost clan, and there are many fourth- and fifth-grade masters among them.
A large number of masters from the ghost clan gathered in Yanhuang City, but strangely, they did not disturb the people at all. Their purpose did not seem to be on Xiao Qing, but instead went around to inquire about the traces of the dragon clan.
Facing the ghost clan with frequent activities and unknown purposes, Danran Miaodao and Yanhuangcheng could only maintain a tight posture on the outside, deal with it carefully, and try not to provoke them.
Three days later, it was another sunny day. In the Danran Miao Dao martial arts training ground, Si Ji was still practicing swordsmanship, and Fa Hai was still reading a book under the tree to enjoy the cool air. The difference was that this time, Xiao Qing, Wang Xingxu and Ming Long were all with him.
By his side, the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand was also replaced by an unknown weapon-refining fragment obtained from Yang Yantian.
When Fahai discovered this fragment from the Ring without Tears, he didn't pay much attention to it. In his opinion, what could be so surprising about a weapon refining secret book written on paper? Unexpectedly, when he accidentally opened it,
After looking through this fragment, I realized that I was wrong. This seemingly ordinary weapon-refining fragment that could be treasured by Yang Shantian was not simple.
Opening the fragmentary scroll, there are all kinds of arcane weapon refining techniques and techniques, ranging from the eighth to the first level. Some of them are even equipped with exquisite diagrams. However, the magic weapons involved are somewhat evil, although they are extremely powerful.
But it is too sinister and cruel. It mentions that the method of refining a sword of millions of divine infants even requires plundering babies born on the yin day of millions of yin years, and then using various cruel secret methods to cultivate them into yin gods, and finally forcibly refine them.
It is transformed into the embryo of a third-grade sword to serve as a weapon spirit. Once this sword is completed, when the sword is swung out, millions of Yin gods will dance together. Its power is only inferior to that of the second-grade flying sword in the world. However, it does not require a very high level to drive the second-grade flying sword.
The spirit of the weapon can be said to be the ultimate in evil tricks.
There are many methods for refining magical weapons such as the Million Divine Infant Sword in the fragments. Apart from most of the most vicious ones, there are also some relatively normal methods for refining magical weapons. However, most of the materials required are extremely
There are many rare treasures of heaven and earth that have never been heard of before. Even with Fahai's current experience, he can only recognize one-tenth of them. Therefore, even if he reads the whole book, he can only sigh in the end.
With a long sigh, Fa Hai actually didn't have much thought about refining weapons. Regardless of whether he had the "Tai Shang Alchemy Sutra" in his mind or this unknown fragment, he was still studying it with a curiosity and learning mentality.
After all, being knowledgeable in all areas is not as good as being expert in one. Fahai still understands this simple truth.
Fahai's positioning of his own weapon refining and elixir refining is that according to the elixir recipe, the weapon manual can follow the instructions of a cat and a tiger. It is enough to successfully refine the elixir. There is no need to study and innovate. He should pursue it as an art or even a method of enlightenment.
"Brother, what are you sighing for?" Xiao Qing, who sat on a small bench next to Fa Hai, asked curiously. She really liked the way Fa Hai looked when he was studying and thought he was very cultured.
"Master Dao sighed. It's probably because he's like me. He gets a headache when he reads a book. It's not as pleasant as basking in the sun and chewing bones."
Wang Xingxu has always been an easily satisfied dog. Now that he has chosen to become a dog again, he has spent the past few days looking after the house and nursing home at night. During the day, he will follow Xiaoqing out to bask in the sun and chew bones. He has lived a simple and fulfilling life.
, relaxed and comfortable, very contented.
"Do you think my brother is like you? He just eats and waits to die!"
"Miss Xiaoqing, we are not just waiting to die. In the past few days, there are masters of the ghost clan peeking around us every night. Didn't I rely on my barking to scare them away?"
"Haha. Brother Wang really contributed a lot to this matter." Fahai suddenly closed the book and interjected.
"Hehe, Master Tao is still very discerning."
"Brother, the activities of the ghost tribe have become more and more rampant recently. Since their goal is the dragon tribe, they might come to us, but we are still living here leisurely. Isn't it a bit..."
"Spending a leisurely life is also a kind of practice. Tranquility is the most beautiful, calmness is the most joyful, and maintaining a calm state in the face of troubles is the best way to practice Zen, cultivate your mind, and cultivate your character."
"Is this also called practice?"
"Whenever things happen, you will live at ease. If you are not disturbed by the environment, there will be no obstacles in your heart."
"Brother, people are knocking on your door, why are you still going along with everything?"
"Those who follow fate do not let it go, but let it take its course, do not worry, do not be aggressive, and always maintain a normal mind. Just like the ghost clan, if they are really coming for us, even if we want to hide,
Where should we hide? We can't abandon such a large piece of Miaodao's foundation and just walk away. If we take action and strike preemptively, then if they don't discover our relationship with the Eight Dragons, wouldn't we be asking for trouble?"
Fa Hai smiled slightly, "So, the best way is to remain unchanged in response to all changes. This is what the Buddhist scriptures say. If the mind is adjusted, the Tao can be obtained, and the Tao can be pure and peaceful. Huh?!"
Just when Xiaoqing was half-understanding, Wang Xingyi's droopy ears suddenly perked up. Fahai and Fahai suddenly became alert when they saw this.
"What a pure and peaceful life, the Tao has not been lost!"
Before Wang Xingxu could say a word of warning, a figure had already torn apart the void and appeared in front of Fahai. It was an old monk wearing a black walker's robe. He was tall and thin, with a pale face. Although there was no trace of mana fluctuations in his body, he had always been there.
Once it stands there, it gives people the feeling of standing on a high mountain.
"Bold enough to break into the Miaodao General Forum without permission!"
Although they could see that the old monk was not a simple man, the Miao Dao disciples who were responsible for guarding him quickly formed a battle formation and surrounded the old monk under the leadership of Si Ji.
"Who is your Excellency?" Fahai waved his hand to stop Si Ji and the guarding disciples, then stood up and bowed to the old monk.
The old monk appeared suddenly, but Fahai didn't feel much hostility from him. In addition, with the Dark Dragon standing by his side, he was not afraid of the other party's sudden attack.
"Inhuman." The old monk's voice was gloomy and hoarse, but he smiled as he spoke, which made people feel very strange.
"Oh, is that a ghost?"
"Not a ghost."
"Then what are you?" Xiaoqing suddenly interrupted.
"you guess?"
"I guess you are a big-headed ghost. You are obviously a member of the ghost clan, and you still say that you are neither human nor ghost. Do you really think you can hide this from this girl?" Xiao Qing was teased by the old monk, and her almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened, full of anger.
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"It is indeed a ghost tribe. This smell is too familiar." Wang Xingxu also shrugged his nose vigorously and responded heavily.
However, the old monk was not moved at all. He still smiled and looked at Fahai, as if he was inspecting the school.
"Okay, Xiaoqing." Fahai shook his head and stopped him, "He is indeed neither a human nor a ghost."
"Why?"
"The Buddhist scriptures say that when you think about heaven, you think about hell. When you think about light, you are a human being. When you think about darkness, you are a ghost. When you think about light, you are always a human. When you think about darkness, you are always a ghost. Although he is a ghost, he is practicing Buddhism.
When he has delusions, he is a human, and when he has delusions, he is a ghost, so he said that he is neither a human nor a ghost."
Fa Hai chuckled and concluded, "Actually, it's not just him. None of these living beings are neither human nor ghosts."