"Isn't it necessary to use spiritual flames to refine spiritual weapons?"
Zhuang Wudao asked with great confusion: "I'm afraid ordinary flames are not powerful enough. I heard that spiritual weapons above the fourth level of magic cannot use normal fire. Otherwise, the impurities in the fire will affect the magic."
Forbidden to take shape. Is it really okay to just refine the weapon like this?"
At this time, Zhuang Wudao's body was already controlled by Sword Spirit Yun'er. In this guest room, which was less than five feet wide, up to three hundred Yuan Yuan stones were placed, densely packed, making the room filled with spiritual energy.
One is to gather spirits, and the other is to create an illusion to isolate the inside and outside, completely shielding outsiders from prying eyes.
After all, it is not a righteous method. Naturally, the fewer people know about the matter of refining the blood sacrifice altar, the better.
At this time, the only thing used to refine the altar was an ordinary cauldron, plus some fine coal essence and carving knives and hammers.
Precisely because spiritual fire is needed to refine weapons and alchemy, the best weapon refining rooms and alchemy rooms in the city are hard to find. Can he really do it with just the tools in front of him?
After Yun'er had arranged everything properly, he calmly explained Zhuang Wudao's confusion: "If we talk about spiritual flames, what kind of spiritual flames are there nearby that can match the sword master's Shi Ming True Flame? It's the sword master Yitian.
The star flames caused by the Xuan Zhao Shi Sutra are stronger than those inferior spiritual flames."
Even after cultivating the first level of Yunjian Jue, Qingyun Sword has recovered a lot. The time the sword spirit can control Zhuang Wudao's body is still not long, and it can only last about half an hour. If Zhuang Wudao's cultivation is great,
If we go forward, the time will be shortened again.
After starting to refine it, Yun'er could only give a hasty demonstration, and then retracted his mind back into the Qingyun Sword.
The first step is to put various materials into the cauldron and make a fire with coal essence to smelt them; the second step is to purify them with stone flames to remove useless impurities, which is closely related to the strength of the monk's spiritual consciousness. The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the better the ability.
The more impurities will be sensed; the third step is shaping. Yun'er has already cut various molds with jade beforehand, and pours various metal solutions with different compositions one by one.
Zhuang Wudao can do all of this without Yun'er's intervention. The real difficulty is carving spiritual patterns on those rough blanks.
The altar that Yun'er wants to refine is not something similar to a folk altar as Zhuang Wudao imagined. Instead, it is made of nearly a hundred parts and is extremely delicate.
In particular, the spirit formation patterns are complex and huge. On an area the size of a fingernail, hundreds of large and small spirit patterns need to be carved. The requirements for the carvers are simply extremely demanding.
Zhuang Wudao's wrists are stiff and his hands have always been clumsy, but under the control of the sword spirit, he can handle it with ease. His hands are so flexible that they seem to have no joints. When carving, he only needs to attach two strands of sword energy in his body to the carving knife.
, more useful than those high-level spiritual soldiers.
It took half an hour every day and only seven days to complete all the spiritual patterns of nearly a hundred parts.
When all the parts are combined, it becomes an instrument similar to a 'shell'. When the 'shell' is closed, it can be used as a shield. It is not just a disguise, but a piece that has been refined to the ninth level of the law, and is genuine.
A low-level spiritual weapon. The additional spiritual method is also one of the magic methods recorded in the Tianxuan Zhaoshi Sutra. When Zhuang Wudao was concentrating on mystical skills, he once thought of the 'Magnetic Shield'.
And when the shell was opened, it was a different scene. The two 'shell fans' were engraved with mysterious and strange spiritual patterns, full of evil aura, which made the body feel cold and the scalp numb.
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In the center of the thicker piece of 'shell fan', there is a lifelike statue of a god. Under the statue, there are several words similar to the ancient golden tripod inscriptions engraved on it.
If you ignore the evil spirit, the entire spiritual weapon is simply like a work of art, extremely exquisite and gorgeous.
Yun'er, however, was not very satisfied: "That's all we can do for the time being. The method of refining the weapon in separate parts is often inferior to the refining of the whole piece. But there are advantages. If the sword master can find better spiritual materials in the future,
, just by replacing some parts, the magical level and grade of the spiritual weapon can be easily improved."
Zhuang Wudao's attention was focused on those golden tripod inscriptions. After carefully identifying them, he vaguely recognized the five characters "Abi Pingwang".
"Abiping? What do you mean?"
"This is the name of a god. He is the lord of the Netherworld Hell and the priest of this altar. King Abiping is in charge of the bottom of the sea of Netherworld Hell. Under the fertile rocks in the southwest, he built the Abi Hell. It governs a vast area and is surrounded by circles.
It is eight hundred yojanas wide."
"Netherworld hell? What does Yojana mean?"
He knew about the underworld. Buddhism and Taoism tried their best to promote the six paths of reincarnation and the retribution of good and evil in the underworld, but he had never heard of the underworld. And these eight hundred yojanas seemed to be some kind of unit of length.
"The Netherworld Hell is what you often call the Netherworld Hell. The so-called yojana is the distance that an ancient sacred bull runs for a whole day. Each yojana is one hundred and eight thousand miles. And King Abiping is in the Netherworld Hell.
He is a heroic hero who controls one-fifth of the Underworld Sea. He is a powerful underworld lord——"
Zhuang Wudao hissed and became speechless. One hundred and eight thousand miles and eight hundred yojanas, how wide must this hell be?
"When I was the previous sword master, both Taoism and Buddhism were trying their best to win over many lords of the underworld and hell. King Abiping was one of the ten underworld lords who took refuge in the Tao sect. He had great magical powers and could project his incarnation into billions of worlds.
.This person believes in fairness and equality, and calls himself the King of Equality. He is one of the most suitable blood sacrifice priests for the Sword Master. This Lord of the Underworld is extremely stingy, and the harvest from blood sacrifices is often very small, but as long as the sacrifice formation and sacrifices are both
There is no error, but it is also the safest.”
Zhuang Wudao was still a little puzzled: "What do these priests do with human flesh and soul? The monks can get a lot of benefits from the blood sacrifice, but what benefit does it have to these priests?"
Yun'er was silent for a while, and then asked again after a long time: "Sword Master, does he know why monks in the world can live forever, and why they can turn mountains and seas upside down?"
"Monks practice and seize the vitality of heaven and earth for their own use, so they can extend their lives and live forever. By studying the mysteries of heaven and earth, they can control the creation of the universe."
"This is it. Human beings are the spiritual leaders of all things, and can also be regarded as another form of existence of the vitality of heaven and earth. The flesh and blood souls of all people and monsters are also the gathering of the true spiritual vitality of heaven and earth. Therefore, blood sacrifices are used as sacrifices.
Unborn babies are the best, and monks under the foundation-building realm are second. This is because babies often have innate spirits in their bodies before they are born. After birth, they are contaminated with acquired spirits, and most of them become filthy mortals.
The body is a womb of flesh and blood. As for monks’ cultivation, the process of returning from acquired nature to innate nature is at the very beginning.”
Yun'er concluded: "So accepting blood sacrifices is also a way of practice for these priests."
Zhuang Wudao was speechless. He had often heard that demonic monks often took the fetuses from pregnant women to sacrifice to the demon lord. It turned out that this was the reason.
I feel chilled all over again, hoping that I will not end up in such a crazy state.
It's just that although the altar is completed, the sacrifices are difficult to find. Five monks in the late stage of Qi training, or ten late-stage first-order monsters, the latter is easier, but they are not what he can hunt at the moment.
Unless you have another 350,000 to 50,000 taels of gold, you can directly buy those captured monsters.
There was no way to make money for a while, but the Lichen Sect also organized low-level disciples all year round to hunt monsters in the southeastern countries. One was to train the disciples, and the other was to clean up and suppress the monster clan forces. All we could do was wait.
Only then can there be any solution.
Zhuang Wudao couldn't help but sigh secretly. Many monks believed that among the four essentials of cultivation, the "Wealth Couple, Dharma and Ground", wealth was the first, which really made sense.
"In fact, it is not necessarily necessary to use the flesh and blood souls of humans and monster beasts as sacrifices. Some rare treasures of heaven and earth can also be used. On the contrary, they are more popular with the priests -"
Yun'er's voice in Zhuang Wudao's mind suddenly stopped, and suddenly there was a "dong-dong" knock on the door, which was unceremonious. Beitang Wan'er's voice also came in afterwards.
"Zhuang Wudao, come out here! Are you planning to default on the payment you made ten days ago?"
Zhuang Wu sighed, hid the 'Magnetic Spirit Shield' in front of him on the bed, and hurriedly put away all the hundreds of Yuan Yuan stones in the room, and then opened the door.
I saw Beitang Wan'er wearing a playful and smart red shirt, with a face like a hibiscus, standing pretty at the door, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, peeking in the door curiously.
"What the hell are you doing? Why do you have to be in seclusion for so long and no one is allowed to peek?"
Immediately he saw the extinguished cauldron and the pile of Yuan Yuan stones in the room, and he couldn't help but be astonished.
"Are you refining weapons? Why did you use so many Yunyuan stones? If you want a weapon refining room, our Beitang family has several, so why waste it?"
Yunyuan Stone is precious, even if it is as rich as the Beitang family, it is not like Zhuang Wudao, who is completely a prodigal.
Beitang Wan'er's eyes immediately locked on the bed in the guest room. There was a small bulge in the quilt, and she couldn't help but become more curious.
"What are you practicing on? Let me see? Is it the one on your bed?"
Zhuang Wudao put his hand on his forehead. He was helpless and could only throw the newly refined 'Magnetic Spirit Shield' to Beitang Wan'er. The two fan blades of this thing can only be removed using special techniques.
When he opened it, there was nothing unusual about it. Its appearance was no different from an ordinary spiritual weapon. He was not afraid that Beitang Wan'er would notice it.
In my heart, I thought that I should get a storage bag or a space weapon such as the Universe Bracelet, otherwise it would be inconvenient to hide anything. The 'Magnetic Spirit Shield' is five feet long and wide, and there is no storage weapon.
It is also inconvenient to carry.
Beitang Wan'er only played with the 'Magnetic Spirit Shield' for a while and didn't dare to be interested.
"Except for the exquisite spiritual patterns, there is nothing special! You spent more than 7,000 taels of gold tickets to collect materials just to refine this?"
It seemed that she was too lazy to pay attention to Zhuang Wudao's squandering behavior. Beitang Wan'er's eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"The ten-day appointment has arrived, and my master has also arrived. Zhuang Wudao, are you too timid to fight?"
Zhuang Wudao was stunned. After experiencing what happened in Shen Lin, he thought that this battle with Beitang Wan'er would probably end without any problem.