Zuodao Changsheng: I can transfer the price

Chapter 77 Ten Thousand Swords Falling into the Tomb (Please subscribe for the third update!)

Yongli 16 years, November [-]th.

There were numerous snowflakes falling in the sky, and it was the first snow of the year.

As the snowflakes fell, Lin Shou's figure reappeared in Ping Anju.

It took him some time to set up a formation for Donghai, and then walked around the area around Donghai.

A Liang and Ju Zi are practicing to absorb spiritual energy, while the other is playing under the tree.

Seeing a figure falling down, Ah Liang first checked very vigilantly, and even Orange bared his teeth, and black stripes appeared on his body.

Seeing this, Lin Shou smiled with satisfaction. It seems that the cat and the ghost have not acted recklessly to the point of disregarding his family when he was away for a few days.

And the two finally found out that it was Lin Shou who suddenly appeared, and they breathed a sigh of relief, and went forward together.

"master!"

"Taoist! Are you back?"

Lin Shou hugged the orange in his arms and rubbed it, and the latter narrowed his eyes enjoying it.

"I'm back, and the harvest is good."

Lin Shou said with a smile.

Ah Liang nodded excitedly, at this moment he took out a piece of red metal from his soul body.

Then he handed it to Lin Shou respectfully, and at the same time, A Liang said: "Report to the master, please forgive me and Juzi for being stupid. I searched several mountain ranges, but only found a piece of divine gold."

Naturally, Lin Shou would not really blame the two, put down the orange with a smile on his face, and took the divine gold from Ah Liang's hand.

"What are you stupid about? This mortal world is inherently tricky and difficult to reveal. It's not bad to find such a piece of divine gold."

With a smile on his face, Ah Liang bowed respectfully again and stepped aside.

Only then did Lin Shou inspect this piece of divine gold, and found that there were red lines all over the divine gold, and those lines flowed slowly on the lines like lava.

As the eye pattern on the door in his mind lit up, specific information about this piece of divine gold also entered Lin Shou's mind.

【Red Alchemy God Gold】

[Taoism: Taoism]

[Statement: The divine gold accompanied by the existence of the authority of flame is the best creation for refining magic weapons. 】

Lin Shou grasped the palm of his hand, and the divine gold melted into a pool of red-gold lava liquid, and the other hand twisted out the formula of [Shou Jing].

Later, most of the essence was inhaled by Lin Shou into the Lingtai to refine it.

As the zhenqi surged, the [Golden] stele was filled to less than one-tenth.

Lin Shou was not surprised by this result, but Lin Shou raised his brows because of the magic technique of refining and evolving the divine gold.

【Zhuhuo Refining Soldiers Scattered Number】

[Tao genus: Side-door spells]

[Statement: A certain ethnic group in ancient times was very good at the method of casting, so they were raised by the powerful, and then failed to resist. When the group perished, the casting method of the ethnic group was engraved in the minerals in the form of divine lines, including countless magic tools The method of making and inscribing the divine pattern with the magic weapon. 】

[Cost: The weapon builder cannot use it. 】

"The method of casting? It's interesting."

Lin Shou looked at the refining residue of the divine gold in his hand, and with a thought, a red flame surrounded the residue of the divine gold.

The light of the fire and the runes kept flickering, and a magic sword more than three feet long took shape in Lin Shou's hands.

The body of the dharma sword was covered with crimson runes, but it quickly disappeared into the dharma sword.

It looks like an ordinary mortal sword, but in fact the power of the magic sword is incalculable.

Aliang and Juzi were even more surprised when they saw Lin Shou's refining process. Every time their master practiced, he would gain some strange abilities.

This time, he even has the ability to refine magical artifacts. You must know that the refining of magical artifacts is not easy.

Ordinary craftsmen had to spend a lot of effort to refine a magic weapon used by monks, but their master just squeezed the materials and burned them to refine a magic weapon that shocked them both.

"Tch, you look good." Lin Shou casually threw the magic sword on the table.

This dharma sword is a great magic weapon in the eyes of Juzi Aliang, but Lin Shou seems to be inferior to most of the treasures in the second floor of the Dragon Palace treasure house, so naturally he doesn't like it.

After all, this was only refined by Lin Shou with the residue of refined gold, and the real charm was absorbed by Lin Shou long ago.

A Liang blinked, staring blankly at the dharma sword dropped by Lin Shou.

Seeing this, Lin Shou smiled and said, "You want it? Take it."

The true energy vibrated, and the dharma sword naturally fell into Ah Liang's hands.

A Liang was overjoyed, and quickly bowed to Lin Shou to thank him: "Thank you, master, A Liang will definitely repay the master with all his brains!"

Orange looked at A Liang's appearance with disdain, then walked up to Lin Shou's feet with his head up and rubbed against him.

"Taoist priest, meow also needs a magic weapon~"

Lin Shou kicked the orange, and laughed and cursed: "You don't even have hands, what kind of magic weapon do you need?"

Tangerine was kicked away, but she didn't get angry, she came over and said, "Meow can also transform into form in the future!"

Unexpectedly, A Liang looked strange at the side, and finally couldn't help laughing, saying: "Don't you know the orange? [Tiger] has no chance to transform."

"Meow?"

Lin Shou nodded, and then asked the cat and ghost to leave first, and come back after half a day.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Shou was alone in the center of Ping An, adjusting the zhenqi in his body that could be called the ocean.

Flipping his wrist, a piece of strange-looking divine gold appeared in Lin Shou's hand.

This is exactly what Lin Shou obtained in the East China Sea Dragon Palace [subspace soul condensed gold]

With the left hand twisting the [Shou Jing] tactic, the right hand took out a stack of paper figurines.

Around the Lingtai in the body, true energy kept surging.

A beam of golden zhenqi, surrounded by a strange light, burst into the altar.

The zhenqi in the Lingtai continued to flush, but was blocked by the strange light on the golden zhenqi.

"How dare you resist after entering the Pindao Lingtai?"

Lin Shou's thoughts sank, and the stele with the characters "earth", "wood" and "water" on the altar lit up in sequence.

The three clouds on the stele turned into three Dharma statues, a blue emperor, a moon-eating giant wolf, and a ferocious dragon.

When the three came together, the weird golden qi was suddenly overwhelmed, and under the continuous washing of zhenqi, it turned into pure zhenqi and merged into the spirit platform.

Before driving A Liang and Ju Zi away, Lin Shou's aura broke out without any scruples.

The big formation arranged by Lin Shou before suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Shou's aura in Ping An Ju.

The big formation flickered and flickered from time to time, as if it couldn't bear the coercion.

Fortunately, Lin Shou quickly controlled his growing cultivation and turned into an ordinary appearance again.

"The total amount of true energy has increased by ten times... However, this large formation should be upgraded."

Lin Shou said in a low voice with a faint smile on his face.

Then the eyes on the door in Lin Shou's mind lit up again, and a brand new supernatural power reflected in Lin Shou's heart.

【Thousands of Swords Falling into the Grave】

[Tao genus: left-handed supernatural powers]

[Dao Narration: There are 300 million sword immortals in the sky, and all of them are buried in this tomb when they see me. 】

[Price [-]: Unable to use any sword magic weapon. 】

[Price [-]: The caster will also bear the pain of thousands of swords piercing the heart. 】

[Price [-]: The caster will be dragged into a dreamland to fight against the sword fairy every day, and he will definitely lose! 】

The corners of Lin Shou's mouth curled up, and all the paper figurines in his hand turned into ashes and fell down.

"This supernatural power is interesting. Can there be 300 million sword immortals in the sky?"

(End of this chapter)