Family Cultivation: I have a skill panel

Chapter 304 Magic Weapon, Great Prison Demon Clock Re-Smelting

When I came to Jiuji Island again, the air was full of moisture, and I felt like I was inhaling a water dragon. However, the imaginary heavy rain did not exist, and the sky was only cloudy, with the sound of dark thunder brewing in the clouds. The scene that the heavy rain will not fall.

Zhao Xiuxuan walked out of the teleportation hall, looked up at the sky, and walked towards Jiuji City without haste.

Halfway there, there seemed to be some movement at the waist, Zhao Xiuxuan lowered his head to check, it turned out that there was a movement from the spirit beast bag containing the thunder salamander.

This made Zhao Xiuxuan very surprised. After following him in Sifang City, this beast has been quietly huddling in the spirit beast bag. If he hadn't seen it holding a pile of spirit stones to absorb and practice, he would have doubted it. Is there any problem with this beast?

Pausing for a moment, Zhao Xiuxuan nodded to the spirit beast bag, and a blue "baby fish" flew out of the spirit beast bag, crawled onto Zhao Xiuxuan's shoulders, grabbed the clothes on his shoulders, and a pair of Didu Liu rolled his big eyes twice, then stared at a booth with great interest, and gently squeezed Zhao Xiuxuan's shoulder with his soft paws.

"You guy, what good things do you see?"

He touched the soft blue head of the thunder salamander with his hand, and the little guy enjoyed rubbing it with his fingertips.

However, Zhao Xiuxuan felt his fingertips go numb, and lightning arcs jumped a few times between his fingers before disappearing.

This beast itself is a second-order spirit beast, plus the opportunity to mutate after following Zhao Xiuxuan for a bargain, its natural lightning attribute spells are no joke, otherwise it wouldn't have been a big fight at the Spirit Beast Fighting Conference last time. Kill Quartet.

Following the eyes of the thunder salamander, Zhao Xiuxuan also stayed on a small stall by the roadside.

The blue-gray roof is supported by four dark thin wood, and a monk who is slightly taller will bow his head when he walks in. This is the status quo of most of the stalls on the outskirts of Jiuji City.

However, for most of the stalls in the market, this is already considered good. In some markets, it is just a piece of rag that you bring, and you can only figure out what to do when it is windy or rainy.

The monks that the stall mainly faces are casual cultivators or disciples of small sects with few spirit stones. Unless they are monks who like to pick up leaks in the stalls, anyone with a little wealth will choose to trade in regular shops. It is guaranteed and more at ease.

In addition, the liquidity of both sides of the stall transaction is very high, and it is difficult to manage. Due to cost considerations, few market managers are willing to provide a good environment for the stall. In this regard, Chihuofang does not Similarly, even if it is a scattered stall, there are wooden stalls and cloth sheds to keep out the wind and rain.

As soon as he entered the booth, a young-looking monk who was smoking a big bong in his mouth suddenly lit up.

"Hey, what does this senior want to buy?"

What Zhao Xiuxuan's realm was revealed was the fifth level of foundation building, and he didn't flaunt the Jindan realm.

To the stall owner's question, Zhao Xiuxuan just nodded slightly as a response, and then glanced at the stall.

On that stall, there were a pile of odds and ends, broken ceramic pieces, dirty crock pots, and bundles of weed-like spirit grass with mud on them. Weeds are no different.

In short, there are no conspicuous and eye-catching items.

Through the connection with the thunder salamander, it seemed to be very interested in the pair of weeds, which made Zhao Xiuxuan secretly puzzled.

During the selective investigation, a trace of Zhao Xiuxuan's spirituality was attached to the "weed", but he didn't see why.

It wasn't until he inadvertently probed his spiritual thoughts on a dark wooden vine that bound the spirit grass, that he saw some clues.

"Huh, is this?"

Zhao Xiuxuan was secretly startled.

The wooden vines are unremarkable, like the kind that can be seen everywhere in the mountains and forests.

It might be an ordinary vine that the stall owner picked up on the ground while picking the spirit grass.

However, under Zhao Xiuxuan's divine sense, if the outer shell of the wooden rattan is peeled off, there will still be a green wooden core as thin as a hair inside. .

"Huh? It seems to be a thunder heart vine"

Thunder Heart Vine is a spirit material of the thunder attribute, and it belongs to the third-order spirit material. It looks like an ordinary vine on the outside, but it contains thunder power inside.

There are craftsmen who like to use Thunder Heart Vine to weave and refine whip magic weapons. If the technique is good, about ten Thunder Heart Vine plus Luoyehua oil to improve toughness can refine a high-grade magic weapon "Green Thunder Whip". , we can see the value of this thing.

Not puppet is a monster of the thunder attribute, and his perception of this kind of spiritual material of the same attribute is stronger than that of the Golden Core cultivator.

Now that I know it is a good spiritual material, there is no reason to let it go.

Seeing the face of the stall owner as if I was going to make up a story, Zhao Xiuxuan knew that it must be strange for a foundation cultivator to patronize his pile of rags, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he just threw a bag of two hundred spirit stones there. in front of people.

"Senior, this is... two... two hundred spirit stones!"

The stall owner opened the bag of spiritual stones strangely and took a look, and was immediately dazzled by the spiritual light of 200 yuan of spiritual stones inside.

All of a sudden, the stall owner who was about to start fooling around was a little confused.

However, as soon as he rolled his eyes, he was ready to raise the price with the same set of words that he had heard and seen in the market.

"Uh, senior, these things are mine."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xiuxuan and Thunder Salamander stared at him coldly with green and blue eyes, and stuck in his neck what he was going to say later.

"Seniors, please"

The young stall owner was so frightened that he held the cigarette bag a little tremblingly, and his back felt cold. Even though he felt that he might have lost a treasure in his eyes, he didn't dare to speak much at this moment.

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't care about other things, he took the thunder heart vine away and put it in a storage bag in front of the stall owner, and then walked out of the stall without looking back.

Seeing this scene, the stall owner's eyes lit up immediately. Seeing Zhao Xiuxuan's leaving figure, he quickly closed the stall and left in a hurry.

But Zhao Xiuxuan, who saw this scene from hiding in the dark, first threw the Thunder Heart Vine and Thunder Salamander into the spirit beast bag in a calm manner.

Then he found a deserted alley and threw a messenger talisman.

Not long after Jin Guangfei was summoned, Zhao Xiuming hurried over.

"Patriarch"

Zhao Xiuming was planning to go to the front line of land reclamation again in Jiuji Island, and immediately rushed over after receiving Zhao Xiuxuan's message talisman.

"Xiu Ming, there is something I need your help with."

Zhao Xiuxuan apologetically patted the shoulder of the big man Zhao Xiuming. The Zhao family members are not short. Zhao Xiuxuan may be related to the earth spirit body. Now he is nearly 1.8 meters, but he is still a head short in front of the increasingly burly Zhao Xiuming. more than.

Zhao Xiuming said in a muffled voice:

"Leader, just tell me, it will take some time for the team of monks we assembled this time to set off, just a little bit of time"

"Um"

Zhao Xiuxuan didn't talk nonsense, and took out a strange beast with countless holes in its nose from the spirit beast bag on the left.

As soon as the beast got out of the storage bag, it was placed on the palm of Zhao Xiuxuan's palm, and the small eyes of the rice grains opened and closed, and seemed a little confused.

"This thing is called Wanqiao Beast, and it has the supernatural power of tracking."

Zhao Xiuxuan briefly introduced the Myriad Aperture Beast, and then exhorted:

"I have just used tracking mist on a Qi-refining cultivator. Now that Qi-refining cultivator may be looking for a kind of spiritual material called Thunder Heart Vine, you can track it, but don't take it by force. Give some spirit stones and buy them cheap."

Thunder Heart Vine is a special kind of spiritual material, and it must appear in groups where it grows. Since the stall owner is ignorant and treats it as an ordinary vine, then the other Thunder Heart Vine may not be found, and the stall owner will close the stall and leave The reaction can also be seen.

This is the reason why he deliberately only took away the Thunder Heart Vine, the purpose is to clearly tell him that this thing is a good thing, and then he finds the destination to get this thing, and then takes the other Thunder Heart Vine as his own .

With Zhao Xiuxuan's means, he just opened the jade bottle with tracking mist and bounced it to a Qi refining cultivator, and he couldn't detect it at all.

"it is good"

Zhao Xiuming nodded, picked up the Wanqiao Beast and strode away.

Zhao Xiuxuan watched him leave, and it happened that the raindrops were already falling. After thinking for a while, he used Luoyan Step, which he hadn't used for a long time, and turned into a puff of black smoke and left.

In Zhenlian Mansion, Zhao Xiuxuan sat opposite to Jing Yanfeng, who had mixed expressions of joy and sorrow.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Xiuxuan frowned, and asked involuntarily:

"Friend Daoist Jing, could it be that something went wrong with the refiner?"

This Jing Yanfeng's latest thing must be to refine the Great Prison Demon Clock, if something really goes wrong, then wouldn't the magic weapon he was looking forward to come to naught.

Jing Yanfeng looked a little tired. Hearing Zhao Xiuxuan's question, he drank the tea on the table with a wry smile, and then said:
"Xiaoyou Zhao, this magic weapon of yours is a bit weird. This old man almost lost his life, but fortunately, he succeeded in refining it in the end, so don't worry about it."

As he spoke, he took off a storage bag that he had already prepared from his body, and handed it to Zhao Xiuxuan.

Although Zhao Xiuxuan was curious about what he said was almost dead, he checked the storage bag immediately.

As soon as he put his mind into the storage bag, Zhao Xiuxuan showed surprise.

Immediately, a decision was made.

"Buzz!"

A bronze aura shot out from the storage bag, and the Great Prison Clock whirled in the air.

The big bronze bell in front of him was exactly the same shape as before, and the reliefs of two four-armed demon gods were lifelike.Sitting cross-legged, with eyes closed and hands spread.Standing on one leg, with four hands stretched across, the arms are wrapped in groups of black water patterns, and a scripture is engraved around the body of the clock.

From the appearance alone, the only difference is that there is a circle of silver-white patterns carved on the top and bottom of the big clock.

The big hole that was damaged in the body of the bell before was also repaired intact, and the whole magic weapon has even more aura, which is indeed beyond the scope of the magic weapon.

[Medium-grade magic weapon, the Great Prison Clock]

"It's not easy to refine this magic weapon of yours. It's not just adding the ancient copper that was collected so hard to repair the body of the magic weapon, but also adding four or five third-level materials such as three treasure sand, clear water and silver, etc., to improve the quality of the magic weapon. , without destroying your own appearance at all, I dare say that there are less than five people in the entire Yan Kingdom's cultivation world who can do it."

Jing Yanfeng pinched his short beard while speaking, his face felt a little sore.

Zhao Xiuxuan was relieved to see that the Great Prison Demon Clock had been successfully repaired and its grade improved, but at the same time he was somewhat puzzled. After putting the magic weapon in the storage bag, he immediately revealed a trace of doubt:

"Fellow Daoist just said that he almost lost his life, what do you say?"

Jing Yanfeng's mouth twitched when he heard the words, and a beard was forcibly pulled out by him. He stared at Zhao Xiuxuan thoughtfully, and then asked back with a hidden meaning.

"Little friend, you know that this magic weapon of yours is a magic weapon"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xiuxuan was surprised:
"What is a magic weapon"

Jing Yanfeng looked at Zhao Xiuxuan's expression for a while, seeing that he did not seem to be a fake, he felt a little strange:
"Could it be that this person really doesn't know what a magic weapon is?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jing Yanfeng explained:

"Demonic Artifacts is the collective name for the magical weapons and treasures refined by the ancient demon cultivators. The ancient demon cultivators are fierce and surly, and the exercises they practice are all kinds of strange things. .

Today's demon monks in the world of cultivating immortals are all based on these three categories. Take the Demon Kingdom as an example, there are four blood soul martial arts.

The second part of blood and soul corresponds to the [blood, soul] technique of the ancient magic cultivator, while the second part of martial arts evolved from the category of [magic].

The [Magic] power of the ancient demon cultivator is said to be obtained from the heavenly demons outside the territory. I don't know much about these, but the Zhenlian sect has preserved a lot of dao treasures about magic weapons. Like its owner, the weapon is full of evil spirits, making it hard to guard against.

Take this magic clock of yours as an example. Although I have already noticed a slight abnormality from the magic clock itself, I am cautious about it. During the process of re-smelting, a piece of black water still gushed out from the body of the magic weapon. If I hadn’t reacted Hurry up, if you are covered by that black water, I am afraid that the old man will be in danger."

Speaking of this, Jing Yanfeng raised his right hand across his chest, and then rolled up the wide sleeve robe, revealing a black scar inside.

Obviously, this is evidence that Jing Yanfeng was injured by the black water.

"Black water?"

Zhao Xiuxuan frowned and thought for a while, remembering that after absorbing that strange statue, [Great Prison Clock] would indeed attack with a ball of black water, and that black water has a miraculous effect on breaking the defense. To melt a big hole.

He never expected that such an accident would happen during the process of refining the magic weapon. Fortunately, Jing Yanfeng was well-informed and quick to react, so he escaped the catastrophe.

Regarding this, Zhao Xiuxuan resentfully said:
"At this time, Zhao really doesn't know, thanks to Fellow Daoist Jing's clarification."

Jing Yanfeng waved his hands and said helplessly:
"Naturally, I can't blame my friend for this matter."

Having said this, Jing Yanfeng changed the subject:

"A few days ago, Fellow Daoist Yuanxuan sent a message. Several fellow Daoists have collected five magic weapons. Including this one, my little friend, it should be enough to open the brass tower. How about you and I go immediately?"

Zhao Xiuxuan originally came here for this matter, so naturally he would not refuse, but Zhao Xiuxuan still said solemnly:
"Everything is done according to fellow daoists, but Zhao's cultivation is not good enough. According to the previous agreement, I will only wait outside the secret realm, and I will share [-]% of the things that fellow daoists get in the brass tower."

Jing Yanfeng smiled and said indifferently:

"Naturally so".

Seeing that he was so forthright, Zhao Xiuxuan felt that he was unnecessary.

After about two sticks of incense, two rays of light soared into the sky from the periphery of Jiuji Island, galloping towards the depths of the vast dead sea.

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