Lu Ping emerged from the market and casually walked to an inn. He threw out a Condensation Pill of the early stage of forging pills and was led into a quiet hut with a light supply of spiritual energy.
Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts swept around and found nothing unusual, but Lu Ping still pinched out a few magic formulas with his hands. The threads of true energy condensed into mysterious runes in mid-air as his fingers swayed, and then followed.
Lu Ping pushed it with both hands, and then disappeared into the void around the hut.
Lu Ping then shook his hands and released Lu Xiaohai, saying: "I had already prepared spiritual objects for you to advance to the middle stage of forging pills, but this time I encountered the Feihuang Fine Gold Stone, which is an advantage for you!"
As soon as Lu Xiaohai came out, he still held a pair of big copper hammers in his hands, and a surging murderous aura filled the air towards the hut. It was obvious that he had just been practicing with these two copper hammers in the golden house.
Perhaps because he was born in the eye-catching white-fronted tiger clan, Lu Xiaohai is extremely bloodthirsty, and he seems to be a born warrior who rushes into battle. He has an innate keen sense of life and death fights. With a pair of copper hammers in his hands,
If faced with an enemy head-on, a monk in the middle stage of Alchemy Forging would be beaten to pieces by him.
Several times before against the enemy, Lu Xiaohai smashed the heads of countless demons under his pair of copper hammers. The bloody evil aura in his body became stronger and stronger, but Lu Ping found that the murderous aura in Lu Xiaohai's body became heavier, and his cultivation level became stronger.
The faster it grows, the more solid the foundation is polished, and it is already known that this should be the bloodline inheritance of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger clan.
Lu Xiaohai giggled "hehe" and stretched out his hand to grab the stone in Lu Ping's hand. Unexpectedly, Lu Ping put the stone away and said: "With your cultivation level, you want to smelt an earth-level middle-grade spiritual object for the first time."
But it is quite difficult, your cultivation still needs to be polished, so just let me keep this stone first!"
Lu Xiaohai was greatly frustrated when he heard this, but he did not dare to disobey Lu Ping at all. He could only stand aside dejectedly, but saw that Lu Ping did not put away the Feihuang Fine Gold Stone, but held it in his hand as if he was thinking about something.
After a moment, Lu Ping saw each of the five fingers of the palm holding the Feihuang Adamantite suddenly shoot out a sword energy. This sword energy was ground finely on the surface of the Adamite Stone. After it penetrated an inch deep, Lu Ping seemed to suddenly notice it.
What, then that sword energy was maintained by Lu Ping.
Sword Qi is tangible and insubstantial. It is inherently flexible. It is extremely difficult to maintain it unchanged. You have to have extremely high control to succeed. However, the sword Qi bursting out from Lu Ping's fingers at this time is
Motionless, like a physical flying sword.
In Lu Xiaohai's baffled eyes, he saw Lu Ping take out a transparent crystal box from the storage artifact and place it under the adamantine stone. Then the sword energy suddenly recovered, and a golden thin line came from
The one-inch-deep sword mark fell down and fell into the crystal box, gradually gathering into a puddle.
Lu Xiaohai's eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "What is this?"
Lu Ping was slightly proud and said, "Have you ever heard of Jin Sheng Shui?"
Lu Xiaohai shook his head without even thinking, and Lu Ping said helplessly: "This liquid is a kind of strange thing in the world. It is often produced in metallic spiritual things in the world, so it is also called 'golden water'!"
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Lu Xiaohai curled his lips and said, "What's the use? Can it be eaten?"
Lu Ping wanted to slap this guy on the head, and said angrily: "You are a guy who only eats and fights. Can't you grow anything other than muscles in your brain?"
Lu Xiaohai was completely innocent, and Lu Ping said helplessly: "The inherited memory of your eye-catching white-fronted clan is the crystallization of dozens of generations of monks from the Tiger clan. If you have a chance, you should calm down and take a closer look. Even if there is no gold there,
The explanation of "Making Water" at least includes the experience of a large number of seniors of the Tiger Clan, which will be of great benefit to you."
Lu Xiaohai nodded, but the way Lu Ping looked at this guy was obviously perfunctory, but Lu Ping didn't bother to say more.
Lu Ping's Three Purity True Pupils have been in a stagnant state after smelting six suitable kinds of magical water. It's not that the magical power of the Three Purity True Pupils has reached a bottleneck, but that with the improvement of the magical power and secret technique of the Three Pure Pure Pupils,
, the required grade of rare object water is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more scarce. Lu Ping has never been able to find a suitable rare object water.
Of course, this golden water is naturally a high-level wonder, and it is a wonder of heaven and earth that is fully compatible with the magical power of the Three Purity True Pupils. To discover this kind of wonder, a monk first needs to have the ability to see through the magic that covers it.
The metallic appearance of heaven and earth is the ability of spiritual beings.
With this bounty of gold and water, Lu Ping's Three Purity True Pupils will undoubtedly be able to reach a higher level!
Lu Ping was overjoyed and threw the Feihuang Fine Gold Stone in his hand to Lu Xiaohai, saying: "Forget it, just hold this object yourself first, it is better than thinking about it all the time, but if you are not completely sure, it is best not to smelt it.
This spiritual creature is so good.”
Lu Xiaohai happily took the Adamantite Stone, but in the blink of an eye he saw Lu Ping pouring a glass of water on the table over his head.
Under Lu Xiaohai's dumbfounded gaze, Lu Ping had completely changed his appearance, and then put a bracelet on his left wrist. The aura all over his body suddenly turned into a demonic aura, becoming the one he had saved the Bi Hailing on the sea in the fallen secret realm.
Lu Jiu, the sword cultivator of the Snake Clan Chu Haiming.
Without disturbing anyone in the inn, Lu Ping threw Lu Xiaohai back into the golden room, then quietly left the inn and continued walking towards the market.
This time, Lu Ping obviously didn't have the same luck as before. Although he found a lot of rare things after wandering around for a long time, most of them were extremely expensive, which did not give Lu Ping a chance to pick them up. In the end, Lu Ping just used some early-stage elixirs and some
I bought as many high-grade spiritual stones as possible, as well as some three-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and rare rare thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.
Just when Lu Ping was about to return to Juling Island after all his excitement, Lu Ping's spiritual thoughts moved, but he seemed to find a familiar aura flashing past the edge of the range covered by his previous spiritual thoughts.
Lu Ping was slightly startled, but finally decided to follow up and find out.
A monk in the early stage and a monk in the middle stage walked towards a remote alley one after the other. When they got there, the monk in the middle stage asked for a pot of spirit by the window of a teahouse at the entrance of the alley.
Tea, through the window you can see the scene around the entrance of the alley.
The monk in the early stage of Dharma nodded slightly towards the monk at the teahouse window, then turned and walked towards the alley. A burst of green smoke rose from the monk's body. The monk's figure was in a trance, which made people...
I feel like this person is right in front of me, but I still can't see clearly the reality.
In a secret room, the dark environment concealed Zhang Xiyi's somewhat absent-minded look. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the secret room. A sharp look flashed in Zhang Xiyi's eyes, and then he hid it well.
His expression soon returned to calm.
A secret opening in the secret room slowly opened, and a monk appeared silently in front of Zhang Xiyi.
A low and sarcastic voice came from the other party's mouth: "This is a good place to kill people and silence them. I didn't expect that the Canghai Sect actually managed a place like this in Phantom City. It took a lot of effort, right?"
Zhang Xiyi seemed to have been exposed by this person, but his expression remained unchanged and said: "Kill to silence? Since you dare to come alone, you naturally have something to rely on. Even if I have this intention, I will not take action at this time!"
The man's "outstanding" laughter seemed to block a mouthful of phlegm in his throat, and he said: "It's really refreshing to talk to smart people! How is it? How have you considered that matter?"
Zhang Xiyi's cold voice came from the darkness: "Why should I believe you?"
The man seemed to have heard some joke, and his laughter contained deep ridicule, and said: "I just said that you are a smart man, why do you ask such foolish words again? Why? Bai Jishan and Taixuanzong
Isn’t it enough?”
There was a moment of silence in the secret room, and the oppressive atmosphere could completely suffocate an ordinary person. After a long time, Zhang Xiyi finally broke the silence and sighed: "Your strength is not comparable to that of our Canghai Sect. Since you have such huge strength, you can make Bai Bai
If you accumulate good deeds, ruin trust, abandon promises, and abandon the sect without saying a word, why hide your head and show your tail?"
A cold snort came from the darkness, saying: "You are not qualified yet!"
Zhang Xiyi seemed to have already known that the result would be like this. Faced with such contemptuous words, he did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but said quietly: "Speaking of which, what do you want us to do?"
A satisfied laugh came from the darkness, saying: "Good thing!"
"Good thing?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Zhang Xiyi's sneer.
"How about digging for spiritual stones?"
Lu Ping came slowly along with the familiar aura just now, but suddenly he noticed an unfamiliar spiritual thought surrounding him.
Has it been discovered?
Immediately, Lu Ping discovered that this wandering spiritual thought was extremely subtle and ingenious. If Lu Ping's own spiritual thought had not reached a level that was not weaker than that of a great monk in the late stage of Faxiang, he would not have been able to discover this hidden divine thought. It can be seen that the control of this divine thought is difficult.
People are obviously extremely confident in their spiritual cultivation.
It shouldn't be that he was discovered, but just under surveillance, monitoring suspicious people passing by.
Lu Ping turned around and entered a wine shop by the road. He also occupied a seat by the window. He ordered a pot of spiritual wine and drank it slowly. However, his spiritual thoughts spread around like silent water. For a moment,
Then he discovered the source of the divine years that surrounded him just now, which was in the teahouse in the alley at the intersection ahead.
Sure enough it was him!
"No, absolutely not!"
Zhang Xiyi could no longer maintain his composure, and even his voice was too high in his excitement: "Do you know how many sects of Dharma monks are currently stationed on Yuanling Island? Fifteen sects, nearly twenty Dharma monks
, there are hundreds of other disciples, big and small, and you are asking this sect to die!"