When Liu Qinghuan arrived at Kong Fangping's peak, he happened to be caught up in other matters, so he asked him to wait in the guest hall.
When the young disciple served the tea, he quietly looked at him with curious eyes. Liu Qinghuan just ignored him and played with the teacup while looking around.
The furnishings in the palace are very luxurious and rich. It does not look like a monk's retreat, but is similar to the residence of a mortal king. From this, we can also get a glimpse of the owner's temperament and preferences.
So when Kong Fangping placed a complex and beautiful robe in front of him, he had an expected understanding.
Liu Qinghuan picked up a sleeve, and the tentacles were unexpectedly soft and light. He couldn't help but said in astonishment: "A whole robe? Although I gave Senior Brother Kong a lot of carapace of sky-devouring lice, the carapace is small and the total amount is not enough.
, at most I can barely refine a piece of short armor, right?"
He shook his robe open, and the extremely stable-looking ink-colored material showed a deep blue. Some faint lines disappeared in a flash, and the collar, sleeves, and placket were decorated with loose and smooth entanglements.
The branch pattern can be described as low-key, elegant and luxurious.
However, Liu Qinghuan's requirements for clothing were always comfortable and decent, and he didn't care much about the external appearance. He touched again and again, but couldn't find a piece of hard armor, and looked at Kong Fangping in confusion.
Kong Fangping laughed loudly: "Junior Brother Liu, you don't think I just sewed all the carapace together and it's over, do you? If the technique is so crude and has no artistic conception, I will lose my reputation as a master of weapon refining!"
Liu Qinghuan really thought so at first. After all, the carapace of the sky-swallowing lice is world-famous for its indestructibility.
"Senior Brother Kong, don't be too pretentious. Please tell me how you made such a hard carapace so light and soft."
Kong Fangping showed a trace of pride in his brows, and Shi Shiran said: "Although the insect shell is hard, it is not made of gold or iron after all, and its weight is naturally very light. I don't think you, Junior Brother Liu, want to wear stiff clothes all day long.
, as if I’m about to go into battle, so it’s best to make it into a soft robe.”
He flicked the cloth, and then cast a spell, and saw that the originally dark blue cloth suddenly rippled like running water, turning into a pure sky blue, and even the tangled branches on the skirt turned into light green.
Liu Qinghuan was surprised again: "Is this... the change brought about by the nightmare butterfly insect skin?"
"Well, the main spiritual material of this robe is the insect skin of the nightmare butterfly. The nightmare butterfly can hide its own breath and completely blend into the surrounding environment. Its insect skin is extremely tough and can resist most spell attacks, plus some other
The spiritual materials used to make robes are of the highest quality. And because the carapace of the sky-swallowing louse was not enough, I used it in key positions. Look!"
Kong Fangping laid the robe flat on the table, turned his wrist, took out a small sword with cold light, raised the sword with his hand, and stabbed the chest of the robe fiercely.
I saw that the clothing material there suddenly tightened when the sword light struck, turning into a piece of hard armor, showing the texture of the carapace of a sky-swallowing louse.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up and he looked carefully. The sword energy did not leave any trace on the clothes.
Kong Fangping put away his sword and said with a smile: "You can control this change by yourself. If you encounter a strong attack, you can protect the corresponding body parts. In order to perfectly fuse the two insect beetles, I worked hard.
It has been roasted by the scorching fire for two months, and it is almost dry."
He twirled his long beard, and his eyes showed great satisfaction and contentment: "I have been studying weapon refining for many years. Although most of the time I am refining swords, it can be said that this shirt has exhausted all my experience in weapon refining.
and experience, it can be regarded as a master. Junior Brother Liu, are you satisfied?"
Liu Qinghuan raised his thumb and praised: "Senior Brother Kong is indeed a master of 'ingenious craftsmanship'. He can make such an ugly and rough insect beetle into such a gorgeous robe. It is simply incredible! I admire you so much!"
He took out a jade vase and said, "Fortunately, I have made the Qingxu Pill. Please take a look at it."
Kong Fangping showed a hint of excitement, immediately opened the cork of the bottle, and said in surprise: "Two pills?"
Liu Qinghuan coughed lightly: "I am good at water-based alchemy and have a high rate of condensation. When I came out of the furnace, I found two pills, so I brought them both to my senior brother."
Kong Fangping couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, okay, Junior Brother Liu is indeed a master of alchemy, I admire him!"
The two of them each got what they needed and helped each other, and everyone was happy at this time.
Three days later, after Yunzheng had arranged the relevant matters, Liu Qinghuan left Ziwei Sword Pavilion with them and headed for Eagle's Nest City.
Because the Eagle's Nest City faces the space passage of Qushang Swamp, its geographical location is extremely important, and its defenses are even tighter.
Liu Qinghuan stood on a high peak, with wind and clouds surging beneath his feet. The criss-crossing streets spread out, and countless monks came and went, forming a magnificent picture that seemed to have existed forever.
But he had a feeling that things were right and people were wrong.
Since he accepted the mission many years ago, he set out from here to the Yin-Moon Blood Realm. Along the way, he walked through the Great Mirage Sea, opened the Gate of Ghosts, the Netherworld, and the Battlefield of the Underworld. The experiences he experienced during this period are difficult to describe, and hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
After a long period of time, he returned to Yunmengze and inquired about the whereabouts of his former friends, and found that many of them had passed away.
Some people eventually ran out of life because they stopped cultivating, such as Lin Guang, Wang Xingyu and others, who did not even see them for the last time.
There were also people who lost their lives on the battlefield, leaving no trace of their bodies, such as Mo Qianli, Xuan Bo and others, leaving only the last traces among their names on the sea of military merit lists.
There are even more people whose whereabouts are unknown, such as Lu Enming, who has not been heard from for many years.
The road to seeking immortality is full of thorns, and there are always people left behind on the road. Building foundations, golden elixirs, and Nascent Soul are all obstacles at every step. How many people have the luck and opportunity to cultivate to Nascent Soul?
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Yun Zheng pushed him: "Don't be sad for the spring and the autumn. The people sent by the alliance to pick us up have arrived. Let's go."
After saying that, he didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore and went to contact the other party.
Liu Qinghuan looked at his back, couldn't help but smile, and followed him.
Fortunately, some of the people he cares about most are still alive.
The Immortal Cultivation Alliance's headquarters in the Eagle's Nest City is the headquarters, occupying several peaks in the city, and departments responsible for various functions are distributed in an orderly manner throughout the peaks.
Liu Qinghuan and Yun Zheng were taken to a guest house to rest for a while, preparing to meet with other monks in the alliance who knew about the Heaven-Sealing Pill Talisman the next day.
He stopped the steward who was about to leave and asked politely: "Fellow Taoist, if I want to check the current situation of someone who has gone out on a mission, which department within the alliance should I contact?"
"It depends on what kind of mission the other party has taken." The man replied: "If it is an ordinary mission, you can go to the Foreign Affairs Department and ask. But if it is a top-secret mission, it will be more difficult and you will have to pass a lot of reviews.
"
Liu Qinghuan was silent and thanked the other party.
After the man left, Yun Zheng said suspiciously: "Who are you trying to investigate?"
Liu Qinghuan walked toward the door and said: "Yinyin only asked people to bring back a message in the first few months after taking the mission to the Yinyue Blood Realm, and there was no news after that. I'm a little...
Not a good feeling."
"Fellow Taoist Mu?" Yun Zheng looked at him with a hint of joking. He clicked his tongue twice, covered his teeth and said, "Oh, it's so sour to death, I can't stand you! It's been less than a year since she left.
If you think it will be decades or hundreds of years after you leave, you are thinking too much."
Liu Qinghuan was used to being teased by him, so she just said: "The mission she took was a bit dangerous..."
"Is it more dangerous than running to open the ghost door?"
Liu Qinghuan waved his hand, and the old god said quietly: "You don't understand, a man without a wife will not understand my worries."
Yun Zheng couldn't help but feel angry, and rolled his eyes to the sky without grace: "Who said I don't have a wife! Believe it or not, I stood at the gate of the city and shouted three times, and a bunch of little girls came out!"
"Really? Then go call someone and see."
"Just shout!"
The two of them bickered and entered the door. Liu Qinghuan also temporarily suppressed the worries in his heart and focused on the Heaven-Sealing Pill Talisman.