Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, concentrating and calming down, entering the sea of consciousness.
Cheng Buzhu saw that his spiritual power had been exhausted, but he didn't feel bad. He touched the storage bag on his waist, and a thousand spiritual stones were piled in front of him.
He didn't delay, his consciousness wrapped around the pile of spiritual stones, and his will connected with the small dish.
An invisible wave swept across, and the pile of spiritual stones in front of him turned into solid stones, and the spiritual power value once again exceeded the number of one thousand.
In the center of the gray sea of consciousness, a three-colored little man sat cross-legged in the void. Below him were eight circular three-dimensional spiritual seals, forming a huge circle that was slowly rotating.
The little man transformed from the three-colored soul clicked on the panel in front of him that reflected reality and reality.
Cheng Buzhuang frowned when he saw the long text on the board.
A thought moved my mind.
The panel has undergone slight changes~
The Master of the Jade Discs in the Heavens: Cheng Bu Zheng
First-level legal ban: two hundred and ninety-eight
Spiritual power value: 1007
Seeing the unusually refreshing panel, he immediately felt much more pleasing to the eye.
The alchemy skills and magic taboos have all been shrunk. When you need to check, just one click will do.
Many other spells have been hidden by him, and since he is not majoring in spells, there is no need to be so meticulous.
otherwise.
When it is all spread out, it is really too messy and extremely eye-catching.
Then, he put away the stubborn rocks in front of him and prepared to deal with them when he went out.
At this time, after purchasing elixirs, buying jade slips, and spending some time at the Sutra Pagoda, there were only more than 800 quick spiritual stones left in the storage bag.
He didn't feel bad about this.
Immediately, Cheng Buzheng wanted to test the magic beads deduced by Xiaodie on monsters to see if monsters could also master spells.
But he considered that monsters have a will to live, and there is an extremely small chance of exposing their secrets.
So much so that he gave up the idea and secretly warned himself that he could never do this experiment on any living being.
The more you have a steady hand in everything, the better you will survive.
Then, Cheng Buzheng put aside his complicated thoughts and began to practice. The biggest task at this time was to practice to the late stage of Qi refining. There were only more than five years left before the 'Seed Trial' that takes place every twelve years.
One month later.
In the wooden house, spiritual energy surged, and a crazy rush rushed into Cheng Buqian's body.
"Bo!"
The spiritual pressure around him rose crazily and did not stop until the seventh level of Qi training, but Cheng Buzheng remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on the bed and continuing to consolidate his foundation.
Two days later.
After thoroughly consolidating the foundation, Cheng Buzheng deduced the spell again.
After adding the subtleties of many spells, the nine spells were completely deduced to the first level (extreme) with only more than 300 points of spiritual power.
Lean less.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, flashed his eyes, and subconsciously looked around the room.
A thought moved my mind.
The spiritual pressure all over his body dropped crazily, and it finally stopped when he dropped to the fourth level of Qi training.
Then, Cheng Buzheng walked directly out the door.
Immediately, he cast a spell with both hands, and a gray spiritual cloud rose from under his feet.
A gray light flew towards Fenglu Pavilion.
Not long after, Cheng Buzheng arrived at the Fenglu Pavilion unknowingly. He took a look at his fellow disciples who were looking happy as they entered and exited. He did not delay and walked directly into the Fenglu Pavilion hall.
A quarter of an hour later, he hurried away again, and the spiritual cloud under his feet turned into a stream of light and flew towards the underground fire chamber.
I greeted my senior brother who was reading a book and directly chose a refining room.
Because he often comes here to make alchemy, he has been getting along with this serious-looking old man for a long time, and he also knows that he is a quite interesting old man, and his relationship is quite familiar.
But he was also quite curious about the books he was reading. Every time he asked him, the old man would downplay it, which made him more curious. However, Cheng Buzheng did not pursue the question. After all, every monk has his own hobbies.
Perhaps, this is the life of old age!
Cheng Buzheng was thinking secretly, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the weapon refining room.
Open the door of the refining room and walk into the refining room. The layout of the refining room is quite similar to that of the alchemy room, except that the outlet for the ground fire is much larger.
He came to the futon quite skillfully, sat down cross-legged, and took out the spiritual materials he had just exchanged at the Salary Pavilion.
Black gold wood, soul stone, wooden Yang iron, Huang Kejing, Lingqing powder, Arc spirit juice... There are thirty-six total spiritual materials in total.
Cheng Bu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. These spiritual materials and refining furnaces were not cheap and cost almost half of his fortune. Although he had completely mastered this puppetry technique, at this time, he still felt a little nervous.
He patted the storage bag and took out a low-grade weapon-refining furnace. With a wave of his sleeve, the weapon-refining furnace grew in the wind, and its three furnace legs landed on three stone piers.
Cheng Buzheng did not start refining immediately, but first got familiar with the earth fire.
He cast a spell, and three rays of gray light shone on the three dragon heads. The dragon heads glowed red and spit out earth fire as thick as a thigh.
Then, he controlled the ground fire and performed a series of detailed operations.
He waved his sleeves and tempered many spiritual materials one by one. Under his control, the heat was just right without any failure. Then, the essence of many spiritual materials was blended one by one according to the proportion.
The essence of the eighteen groups, under Cheng Buzheng's meticulous carving, appeared in the shape of a small human body, and then carved out the soul-absorbing magic ban, the soul-returning magic ban, the coordination magic ban, the control magic ban, the defense magic ban, and the master recognition magic ban.
······A total of thirty-six legal prohibitions.
With his careful characterization, every dharma ban was drawn successfully. As long as one dharma ban was wrong and the entire furnace of materials was scrapped, he couldn't help but be careless, so he bought four materials in total.
After a long time, the soul puppet was completely refined. He opened the furnace cover, and a small puppet appeared in his hand. He looked at the puppet in his hand with joy, and after looking at it for a long time, he put it into storage.
Inside the bag.
Then, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the temperature of the refining furnace to drop.
The same steps, materials, heat, proportions, and timing were used. When carving the last step of identifying the master, the puppet was completely scrapped due to a moment of relaxation.
Cheng Buzheng looked calm as he opened the furnace lid. A torn apart humanoid doll flew out of the weapon refining furnace and landed in front of him.
After taking a look at it, he didn't care, and then put it into his storage bag.
Although this puppet is scrapped, it is still valuable. Amethyst Zhuo has not purchased the upgrade materials yet, so this scrapped puppet can be put to good use, and it also saves him a fortune in spiritual stones.
Afterwards, Cheng Buzheng closed his eyes slightly, regained his magic power, and waited for the temperature of the refining furnace to drop.
He calmed down and concentrated on refining it again.
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Three days later.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, had a smile on his lips, but it disappeared in a flash.
He stood up, gently moved his robe, put his right hands together and held them empty, and grabbed the weapon refining furnace. The weapon refining furnace instantly started to move, flying smaller and smaller. When it reached his hand, it was only the size of a palm.
Cheng Buzheng took a look at the refining furnace and put it into his storage bag.
Immediately, he left the weapon refining room and walked towards the hall.