Immortal weapon refiner

Chapter 137
Seeing Tuwahar agreeing so happily made Li Qinggao take a look at him and thought that he was worthy of being an unparalleled hero in the grassland.

"Did you get these talismans from the immortal cultivator? Where is the immortal cultivator behind you?"

As Li Qing spoke, he took out the two remaining unused talismans on Tuvahar's body.

They were a wind talisman and a golden shield talisman. He took these two talismans as his own without any ceremony.

"Many years ago, I rescued a strange man wearing a yellow robe on the grassland."

Among the various tribes on the grassland, not everyone can become a horse thief to plunder food and grass.

He must be the strongest and best riding warrior in the tribe!
It was a pity that Tuwahar failed to become a warrior of the tribe that year and could only stay in the tribe to herd cattle.

Later, while herding cattle and sheep, he accidentally rescued a strange man wearing a yellow robe, and the whole story began from here.

With the help of the weird man in yellow robe, he not only became a horse thief, but also became the leader of the tribe's horse thieves in just two years.

He plundered grain and grass wantonly and led his men on expeditions east and west. Everywhere he passed was a white land barren of grass.

Until that day when he collected a piece of ink gold, the yellow-robed weirdo whom he rescued asked him to collect more of this ore.

Then there was the night attack by horse thieves on the military camp of the Wuli Army on the frontier of Wangyuan City. It was from that time on that this immortal cultivator in yellow robes began to target the entire Maple Kingdom.

"Later, the Huangpao Immortal Master left. He said that the spiritual energy here was too thin and was not suitable for practice."

Tuvahar said in a very sad tone. In such a short time, he had finished reviewing his life.

It was really like a dream. His life was so magnificent, but for that cultivator, it was just a short period of scenery on his life journey.

With the casual help of an immortal cultivator, a man from the grassland who could not even be considered a tribal horse thief can sit directly on the dragon throne and establish an unparalleled legacy.

Although this is inseparable from Tuvahar's own talent and strategy, the most important thing is still the existence of the immortal cultivator.

This is why Tuwahar is so obsessed with wanting his descendants to become immortal cultivators, and he will destroy his own foundation in exchange for a recipe for cultivating immortals!
In his opinion, the inheritance of the throne is important, but being able to become an immortal cultivator is even more important.

After listening to the prairie hero's story, Li Qing's expression did not change at all. He asked calmly: "You said before about the prototype of the artifact, is this it?"

"That's right, the yellow-robed immortal master asked me to collect those peerless magic weapons in the martial arts world. I used the collected peerless magic weapons in exchange for talismans, qi and blood pills, and a book of techniques for cultivating immortals!"

There was nothing in front of him, but when he heard the words "cultivation techniques for cultivating immortals", even Li Qing couldn't help but tremble, and his breathing gradually became faster.

"Where is the exercise book?" Li Qing asked quickly.

Although he has become a human master, no matter how powerful he is, he is still just a mortal warrior.

As for the so-called immortal cultivator, it would be fine if he didn't know about it before, but now that he knows about it, Li Qing will definitely find out about it.

This life is still so long. If we don’t experience more scenery, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

Moreover, Li Qing was very concerned about the word "Prototype of Magical Weapon".

The immortal cultivator actually refined the peerless magic weapon he had refined, which was called the prototype of a magic weapon!
Then Li Qing once again thought about how every time he forged a weapon, no matter how hard he tried, the quality would only remain at the level of a mortal weapon.

Sure enough, there is an even more powerful magical weapon above this!

As a blacksmith, Li Qing could never remain indifferent to this.

"In a secret room in my palace." Tuvahar answered truthfully.Hearing this, Li Qing couldn't help but want to kill the other party with a knife, and then rushed to the other party's palace to search for the book of immortality cultivation techniques.

But he finally endured it and continued to ask: "What is the real purpose of sending more than 1 cavalry into Xiaocuiling?"

Tuwahar was also a little surprised. This young martial arts master actually guessed that he had other motives for sending troops to Xiaocuiling.

"Haha, when the Huangpao Immortal Master was here, he ordered me in every possible way not to send troops into Xiaocuiling."

"At that time, I had a guess. There should be other immortal cultivators in Xiaocuiling, and they are more powerful than the Huangpao Immortal Master!"

"Now that I know there are existences more powerful than him, of course I have to look for them. Maybe those more powerful immortal cultivators can also help me enter the path of immortality?!"

"The so-called theory of spiritual roots for cultivating immortals may simply be made up by the old man in yellow robe because he is a loser and cannot lead me to the path of immortality."

At this time, Tuvahar's eyes showed a trace of resentment, and he even called the immortal cultivator an old monster in yellow robes.

In his opinion, if the old monster in yellow robe had not left the palace, he would not have suffered such a disaster today.

Now that so many warriors are besieging him, it's all because the opponent wants to collect the so-called prototypes of magic weapons and strange ores.

As the saying goes, good friends fight against bad friends, which is probably like him.

"The theory of spiritual roots? What is the theory of spiritual roots?!" Li Qing once again interrogated a very critical piece of information.

Later, Tuwahar also happily answered the argument that spiritual roots are needed to cultivate immortality. Without spiritual roots, you are destined to be unable to step into the path of immortality in this life, even if you have the skills to cultivate immortality!
"Hahaha, the so-called spiritual roots are illusory and illusory, one in a million! So what if you get my share of the technique? Maybe you are destined to be like me and can only stare at the Immortal Dao of Tongtian!"

"Hahahaha! Haha cough cough"

When he said this, Tuvahar seemed to see the young master in front of him, who was also looking at the road of cultivating immortality in front of him and felt distressed and anxious that he could not embark on it.

Cultivation of immortality is not only about cultivating mystical powers and Taoist methods, but also about immortality!

Who doesn’t want to live longer?
Li Qing didn't care about Tuvahar's mocking tone. Now that he had learned so much important information, this trip to the palace was well worth it.

After making sure that he had nothing else to ask, he simply wiped the opponent's neck with the Dragon Dagger.

The snow-silver sword cut Tuvahar's neck without any hindrance, and a handful of blood gushed out. At this point, this heroic man, a prairie man who had left an indelible mark on the entire era, finally came to his rescue. On the day of his 50th birthday, he died in the lakeside garden of the palace.

After finishing all this, Li Qing slowly stood up.

"call!"

"I didn't expect to learn so many secrets. The world is broader and more exciting than I imagined."

Li Qing let out a sigh of relief. He was definitely going to explore the so-called world of cultivating immortals.

Of course, if he really had no spiritual roots and had no chance of becoming an immortal, then he would admit it.

Anyway, I can still refine weapons to increase my lifespan, and I can also live for a long time. At that time, it would be quite good to live freely in the human world.

After comforting himself in advance, Li Qing picked up the Qinghong Sword and the Demon Sword Red Lotus and walked towards the direction of the main hall of the palace.

As he walked, he was still reciting the word "bedroom" silently in his mind.

(End of this chapter)