The intimidating momentum of the Xuanyuan Sword really shocked Jiu Ze. As Rou Zhao said, just an illusory image can have such great power. This is the most incredible weapon Jiu Ze has ever seen.
, if Xuanyuan Sword is an entity, we don’t know how powerful it is, and what kind of earth-shattering power it can emit.
In the past, Jiuze's idea of refining weapons was to be like his master, who could refine anything he wanted by raising his hand at will. The refining process was smooth and smooth, with ease.
Until he entered this inner room, Jiuze still believed that the so-called weapon refining is to make high-level weapons and utensils. The refined magic weapons can increase combat power and improve the quality of life. Weapon refining is nothing more than a process in which practice makes perfect.
No matter how rare the artifact is, as long as you are willing to think about it and practice, you will eventually be able to refine it.
But now, Jiu Ze understands that the real weapon refining is about will, rules, and the way to practice. A truly supreme treasure carries its own will from the day it is born.
No wonder some people can enter Taoism by refining weapons, Jiuze thought.
"Some people call these Taoist weapons divine weapons, but I feel that they are a higher level than divine weapons. Their will is innate and they dominate the creation of heaven and earth. Those who can refine them also have great supernatural powers that can travel around the world.
These instruments of the Way have their own missions as soon as they are born. After they are completed, there is no trace of them anymore. For thousands of years, only their legends are left in the world. It is all because of their will that they will not be born easily, let alone
Recognize the Lord, unless their mission is reincarnated."
Rou Zhao waved his sleeves, and the shadow of the Xuanyuan Sword gradually dissipated. Rou Zhao turned around and with a touch of his fingertips, the whole room returned to its daily appearance.
"Go back." Rouzhao said to Jiuze.
After that day, Rou Zhao never summoned Jiu Ze, but every now and then Jiu Ze would find a few unread books on his roof, most of which recorded the formations needed for refining weapons.
It is much more difficult to fully understand the various formations and be able to copy them than to memorize the effects of each type of refining materials.
But Jiuze is not afraid. Ever since he saw the elegance of Dao Xuanyuan Sword, Jiuze has been truly impressed. He knows that his level is far behind. However, now that he is trapped in Taiyuan Palace and has such an opportunity to learn, Jiuze will
No intention of wasting it.
So, day after day, Jiuze began to practice repeatedly carving the magical instruments and talismans used in the refining process.
This is a very labor-intensive thing. Jiu Ze immerses himself in the book all day long, constantly drawing according to the formations above. Each stroke needs to be driven by spiritual power and grasp the shape with spiritual consciousness. Once upon a time in Huayang
Gong, Jiuze had often contacted the formations and talismans of weapon refining, but the formations and talismans recorded in the books Rou Zhao gave her were much more complicated and exquisite.
Some formations may seem nothing special at first glance, but upon careful study, you will find that there are countless small formations embedded in such a seemingly simple formation, and the exquisiteness of the techniques is amazing.
Jiu Ze studied like this day by day, until one day, when she was trying to draw a magic circle, she found it particularly difficult. When she recognized it carefully, she always felt that the magic circle looked very familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen it.
After trying for a month, Jiuze still failed to conquer the formation.
So Jiuze approached Rouzhao.
"Are you here?" Rou Zhao raised her eyelids, "I thought I had a bookworm in my yard."
Jiu Ze was a little embarrassed by Rou Zhao's words, and his face turned red, but he still shamelessly asked for advice: "Senior, this junior has a problem today..."
Rou Zhao glanced at Jiu Ze with a half-smile, and stretched out her hand towards Jiu Ze.
Jiu Ze hurriedly held an open book in front of Rou Zhao. On the open page, there was a formation diagram that Jiu Ze could not copy.
Rou Zhao raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiu Ze, seemingly surprised: "You don't recognize this?"
Jiuze told the truth: "It looks familiar, but I can't remember where it comes from. When I copy this diagram, I always feel that my fingertips are stuck. After painting for a long time, I will feel pain in the sea of consciousness."
Rou Zhao tore up the page directly and threw the book to Jiuze again: "If you can't draw it, I won't draw it. You just need to learn other things first. When you are good enough, I will hand over this array of pictures to you."
you."
After Jiuze left, a sigh sounded in Rouzhao's ears: "Why are you so impatient."
Rou Zhao chuckled, "Since it's a matter of time, what's wrong with doing it faster?"
Yan Feng sighed again and said: "Now you have seen it, you should come back, there is no need to rush."
Rou Zhao sneered: "I just gave her a try, her talent is average."
As he spoke, he subconsciously pursed his lips, but couldn't help but look in the direction Jiuze left. When he saw that Jiuze had returned to the room, he began to study the book again, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Yan Feng said: "You have a tough mouth."
Rou Zhao was a little annoyed and sneered: "When will you change your habit of voyeurism? Master and disciple have the same virtue. If you peep into my yard again, don't blame me for smashing up your hole in the cave!"
Yan Feng chuckled lightly and said no more.
Besides, Jiu Ze is still studying the books that Rou Zhao threw to her. The difference is that after she went to ask for advice that day, Rou Zhao would give her some pointers from time to time.
"The spiritual power here is stretched and slender, hooking up with Kun, Dui."
"Here we should use spiritual consciousness as a guide."
"The flow here is too slow, and the spiritual thread is stagnant..."
Jiu Ze wrote down one by one, and when he changed the method according to Rou Zhao's instructions, he felt that the formation talisman that was stagnant and difficult to form in the past actually became more harmonious after Rou Zhao's guidance. In the past, he seemed to be firming up.
The lines carved on the stone are now like drawing on rice paper, very smooth.
Jiu Ze was eager to learn, so he plunged into it.
Winter comes and summer comes, and time flies by.
Jiuze stood in front of a furnace that was as high as her shoulders, carefully making the final selection of materials.
It has been three years since she arrived at Chuanju. From practicing the carving of formations and talismans day after day, to later practicing the shaping of utensils, the number of times Rou Zhao taught her was not that many, but it really taught her a lot.
Until five days ago, Rouzhao called Jiuze and told her: "I think you have learned well in the past few years. You can try a complete refining thing. Go to the warehouse to pick out some useful refining materials."
Jiuze was very happy and decided to refine a handy weapon.
Today is the day for Jiuze to open the furnace.
Opening the furnace, Jiuze raised his hand and threw in a few carefully selected materials.
At the same time, in Huayang Sect, at a concave ground on the back mountain of Huaqing Peak, black clouds suddenly gathered, and a faint roar could be heard from the clouds.
"What's going on over there? It looks a bit like a calamity cloud." A disciple of the Huayang Sect looked at the sky and asked his fellow disciples beside him.
"That's the direction of Hua Qingfeng. I don't know who is going to survive the tribulation." Another disciple answered.
"This calamity cloud doesn't look right. Why do you feel that power? I can vaguely feel it even standing here?"
Some people hesitated.
"I also feel that there is always a chill..."
When the black clouds came to the top, Hua Li was inside the peak. Seeing the black clouds quickly gathering toward the medicine pond, her expression changed, "It's broken, Senior Brother..."
While thinking about it, he flew in that direction and took out all kinds of magic weapons on the way, trying to find out if there were any that could withstand lightning.
"The Thunder Tribulation of Peeping into the Void is not a joke. Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I can help you prepare for it?" Hua Li flew halfway when the angry voice of her second senior brother Xiao Qin came to her ears.
Just when she was about to turn back, Xiao Qin had already surpassed her and flew towards the black clouds like a gust of wind. Hua Li only heard his voice coming from far away.
"This guy Feng Xiao, has he become a fool by being closed-minded in the past few years?"