ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Three sentences across the galaxy caused the system CPU to burn out.

She asked him to think about it carefully, and then she went to the weapons shop to check on the progress.

Weapons that can be bought in ordinary weapon shops in Fangshi are naturally not magic weapons, unless a master swordsmith happens to come here, and happens to see Du Xinghe, thinking that she is an unparalleled swordsmanship genius, and is destined to be with her. , to build a unique sword for her.

However, when she walked across the galaxy to the weapon shop, raised the curtain and walked in to see if there were any weapons suitable for Xinyue to practice, she found that the master in front of the sword-making furnace was touching her old sword excitedly:

"The shopkeeper is amazing! He can even get the swords of the disciples of Jiuyang Sect. From now on, we will have another way to make money. But this Golden Crow mold is a bit difficult to carve, so I finally made a one-to-one mold after burning the midnight oil for a day. You can melt the sword."

Crossing the Galaxy: "..."

Okay, what she is losing is the Jiuyang Sect’s face and has nothing to do with her wandering across the galaxy.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he greeted her a little awkwardly and said, "Fellow Taoist came so early, and the sword hasn't been cast yet! Speaking of which, since Taoist friend is a direct descendant of Jiuyang Sect, why bother to melt the sword? I'm coming back today, but You regret it and want to take the sword back? Fortunately, he hasn’t started melting yet!”

"I'm not afraid to tell you that Jiuyang Sect will issue swords to disciples of different levels, but for direct disciples, the direct disciples usually have the father bring his own materials to forge swords to create a unique sword that best suits his path. , this sword of the Golden Crow Sky Patrol has no use except for me. It’s okay, just for fun.”

Du Xinghe smiled and saw that the furnace next to him was on fire and asked him if the sword could be melted?
The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Okay, fellow Taoist, do you want to do it yourself?"

She stepped forward, picked up the sword on the long table and threw it into the furnace. The firelight cast a warm light on her face, giving her an unspeakable charm.No matter how calm and cold her eyes are, refusing to let people stay thousands of miles away, they can't hide the stunning look.

"Fellow Taoist has a free and easy mind. I can't learn from it."

The shopkeeper admired him.

Du Xinghe disagreed: "You think it is a good thing, so you are reluctant to part with it, but it is useless to me. I am still anxious to get a new sword to practice."

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, we can pick it up in three days."

After receiving the shopkeeper's promise, she looked around in the weapon shop for a while. He took the opportunity to recommend it to her: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you take a look at this newly arrived treasure staff? It is six feet and one inch long and weighs 23 pounds and eight taels. It is said to be made of Suanni's bone mate is made of wood from Lizhu Mountain, and has both fierce and gentle characteristics..."

"It is said to be Suanni, but what is the reality?"

Du Xinghe asked rhetorically.

The shopkeeper lowered his voice: "It's actually a lion."

Du Xinghe shook his head and excluded the staff and rake first.

She returned to the inn and practiced with concentration for three more days.

On days when she didn't have a sword in hand, she would practice the mental techniques in the Nishang Sword Sutra - although she couldn't learn how to heal and save people in life and death, she had made great progress in injuring people with spiritual energy.

He crossed the Xinghe River and asked Shenshui to catch a live mouse and cut off its forelimbs, and then asked Xinyue to heal its wounds.

It is very simple for Shui Linggen monks to treat ordinary sword wounds, with quick onset of action and good results.But when she brushed the mouse's leg with her colorful heart and tried to "treat" it, a thin layer of frost formed on its wound. At this time, when Xinyue tried to treat it, it didn't heal.

Xinyue concluded: "Master's spiritual power is so strong that anyone who touches it will either die or be disabled."

"Yeah, but I just want to heal it... Can you tell me how to cure the mouse?"

Since the master asked, Xinyue answered seriously:

"I want to be able to feel the flow of the other person's meridians when I heal them and sew up the broken parts of the injury. However, no matter how hard I try, I can't get back the areas treated by Master."

Du Xinghe roughly understood that although he was related to the water spirit root, for some reason, the healing always had the opposite effect.It doesn't matter. It's like losing a healing skill and adding an auxiliary skill that can disable and disable the opponent. It can also work wonders in battle.

Patting her knees, she stood up and went to the weapons shop to get her sword.

The shopkeeper saw that she was a female cultivator and once asked her about the tricks she wanted, but she said no: "The flying sword can be called a magic weapon. The inscriptions and patterns on its body are inherited from the family clan. It has strategic effects. I am alone. If it’s just for good looks, it’s not necessary.”

So the newly forged sword was more plain and inconspicuous than before it was reforged.

But when Du Xinghe took it and weighed it in his hand, he knew that the swordsmith's skill was not bad.

The sword is three feet nine inches long and weighs 30 taels.
The blade of the sword is clear and white, and its edge is invisible, like a pile of frost and snow.

The shopkeeper explained: "Because fellow Taoist said to keep a low profile as much as possible, the swordsmith didn't paint it with color after carving your name. What kind of color do you think he was going to paint?"

Du Xinghe turned over the sword flower and saw his name on the sword.

Because there is no pouring color, you have to rub it with your fingertips to feel the uneven lines, which are usually invisible: "No need to pour it, this is good."

After finishing the goods and silver, I crossed the galaxy and sheathed my sword.

On the way back to the inn, Du Xinghe urged the system again and asked if it had researched any regulations.

"I want to build the Biehefa Palace into the strongest fortress. Like an iron bucket, I will clean out all the nails so that no one can poison it."

What does the system say?

It’s not impossible to prevent viruses. You have to know what kind of virus it is and report it for customization.

So Du Xinghe went to the Chamber of Commerce again and bought more detailed information about Xieling. When the system asked her whether she wanted to poison the waterproof well, bury musk under the tree, or poison her food, she said: "There are poisons in all directions and even on the ground. Toxic fog gushes out, and nearby water sources are also poisonous. One mouthful is a lethal dose."

……

The system was silent for a moment, and then issued a soul question: [Host, this environmental condition is not like a harem, but like an underground palace. 】

Only the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum, which is strictly guarded against tomb robbers, will be filled with poisonous gas and even mercury.

Du Xinghe said plausibly: "My emperor likes to live in the underground palace. He wants to stay cool and avoid the summer heat without being exposed to the sun."

Some of the words sounded like farts, but it wasn't impossible.

In history, there are many superstitious emperors, and some even used their maids to make elixirs. Compared with becoming a monk and the dignified Ninth Five-Year Supreme Master personally going to temples to preach Buddhism, he preferred to sleep in the underground palace... which seems to make sense.

"As the saying goes, if I had money, I would be this crazy too."

"The second generation of the emperor is the one with the most capital. He defeated the country and destroyed the mountains and rivers!"

The system succumbed once again, and they got what they wanted across the galaxy. The three masters and apprentices set out again, sold their horses and took a flying boat to Xieling.Evil Ridge is what people call it, and the official name is Bayou Nanling. The flying boat not only stops at the outer edge, but also because the poisonous gas on the ridge will affect the stability of the flying boat. It requires a long detour and takes more time. After landing, travelers still have to walk some distance on their own.

This time I took the flying boat to cross the galaxy and was much richer than before. I could squeeze the three masters and apprentices into a single room on the flying boat.

Master and apprentice Xingyue were both taciturn. They meditated and practiced in a single room, and went out to chat with other travelers and get information.

It was this division of labor and cooperation that made Du Xinghe feel more and more like she was going to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures.

After a while, Shenshui came back with three bowls of hot food.

"Corn pork rib soup, sour soup dumplings or fish jelly bibimbap, which one would Master and Senior Sister want to eat? I saw that they were eating happily, so I asked where to eat. It turns out that there is a canteen on the flying boat, right in the middle of the flying boat, which can accommodate a hundred people. Spiritual food is expensive, but ordinary meals are very cheap.”

Spiritual food is made from spiritual grass and spiritual animal meat, and the rice is spiritual rice grown in spiritual fields, and the chef must be a monk. The spiritual energy contained in it is of great benefit to monks, and the taste is even more extraordinary, so Even if they reach the realm of fasting, many monks with good conditions will also eat spiritual food.

The Golden Pill Ape God left some spiritual stone property to his descendants. The quantity is not large. If it is enough, it will allow the descendants to achieve banana freedom. A small part of the cross-star river will be used as handling fees, and the rest will be returned to Shenshui, so as not to It is so poor that it sells monkey butts.

I accepted the ginseng water happily, and the first thing I did was to pay homage to Master.

"Give me the sour soup dumplings."

Du Xinghe has long been free from grains, but in the end it is the disciple's wish.

She would accept others' filial piety if they wanted to, and she would refuse to do so despite being kind to them, fearing that she would become an ungrateful white-eyed wolf.

She took the hot bowl. The bright red soup was sprinkled with finely chopped cooked sesame seeds. The aroma of sesame oil shone with the fingertips. The flavor of pepper and star anise blended into the soup. She picked up the chubby dumplings, which made her mouth sour. Hot and sour, mixed with delicious and rich meat filling, very appetizing.

"There are a lot of people on the flying boat. I remember Master's advice to observe more and talk less. If you don't understand the world, you may cause trouble."

"There is an alchemy pavilion at the back end. The alchemy rooms inside can be rented out. The monks I met there all had their eyes on their heads and didn't talk to each other. The atmosphere was not as lively as other places on the flying boat."

The visit to the ginseng water was not in vain. He remembered the price of renting out the alchemy room and came back, thinking that the master might be of use.

Du Xinghe: "Those are all alchemists."

Weapon refining, talisman refining and elixir refining are all precious inheritance of immortal cultivation. A small sect can slowly start a family by grasping it, settling in a corner and not easily teaching it to outsiders. They are the foundation for a stable life.

Alchemists have a high status and are a bit arrogant.

"But there is actually an alchemy room for rent on the flying boat. The Chamber of Commerce is not simple."

"Is the alchemy room rare?"

Xinyue asked.

She was born in a peasant family and had limited knowledge. She was helped by Du Xinghe to embark on the path of cultivating immortality, and she had a strong thirst for knowledge.

But as soon as she finished asking, Xinyue lowered her head, fearing that the master would think she had too many questions.

Du Xinghe hummed: "The alchemy room will be equipped with an alchemy furnace and fire. It is large and expensive. The rent you mentioned is much cheaper than I thought... The chamber of commerce may have saved money and wanted to be friends with the alchemist. thought."

Once the elixir has been refined and sold, going to the merchant house is the most convenient and worry-free option.

Du Xinghe glanced at her, saw her in such a state, and said: "Your qualifications are a genius that is being competed for in every sect. If those elders knew that a Tianlinggen disciple worshiped a monk who had just established his foundation as a Master Neng was so angry that he drew his sword and chopped me down, so don’t belittle yourself, just ask if you need to, I won’t be bothered by just a few words.”

In the novel, Xinyue is still very important.

Without her asking questions non-stop, how would you explain the worldview setting?
"I don't want anyone else to be my master. I only want to be your disciple. The master is a real immortal in my heart."

Xinyue said in a low voice, with a stubborn face.

Du Xinghe looked away. She felt that this conversation was too similar to the little promise in the palace drama. The loyal palace maid who was blinded by lard, firmly believed that the master would pamper the harem in the future.

In fact, she can't even afford spiritual food on the flying boat now.

"I'll go take a look on the flying boat. Xinyue, don't wander around, just stay in the room and practice."

Shen Shui asked eagerly: "Master, what plans do I have?"

Du Xinghe thought for a while: "If it doesn't work, you can find a tree to hang on."

Shenshui touched his face and followed him. He thought that he had done the right thing by transforming into a girl. The master was really partial to girls. If he followed the master in the face of a man, he might not even be able to get to the table. I no longer have the right to eat.

However, Master still has him in his heart and knows that he likes to sleep in trees.

Under the guidance of Shenshui, Crossing the Galaxy easily found the Alchemy Pavilion on the flying boat.

Unlike other places on the flying boat, the alchemy pavilion was filled with the smell of various spiritual herbs. When she closed her eyes, she felt as if she had walked into a Chinese medicine shop. She found that the staff on the flying boat had moved the alchemy furnace out, and she wondered: "What is this doing?"

The master of the pavilion was on the scene to give instructions. When a passenger asked about it, he thought she was also an alchemist, so he enthusiastically explained: "Master Chunci got a batch of excellent Qinglanzhi, so he asked his apprentices to refine the soul-gathering and detoxifying pills. He provides unified guidance... This alchemist, if you can listen to a few words of advice from him, it is really worth the price of the flying boat."

Shenshui exclaimed: "Didn't you say that there are very few alchemists? Aren't you afraid of being stolen by others?"

"If alchemy can really be learned by just looking at it, then this skill won't be so rare. Not to mention the secrets involved just by looking at it. With the master's step-by-step instructions, only a few can understand it." The Pavilion Master smiled: " I am an alchemist myself, but I am far from comparable to Master Chunci. The formula of the Soul Gathering and Detoxifying Pill is not a secret, but even if a layman gets it, he cannot understand it."

"You know so much, you are so awesome. Can you tell me more to open my eyes?"

After being exposed to the monk's aloof style, this was the first time for the pavilion master to see such a simple monk. Under his sincere praise, the pavilion master gradually lost himself:
"It seems that you are young monks who have just come out to travel! There are four levels of elixirs, Jue Tian Xuan Di, and some low-level elixirs. They are just crushed and molded into balls according to the formula. It is better than chewing the spiritual grass raw. Point, at least the quantity of each spiritual herb is not bad, but the medicinal properties are poor, and long-term use will accumulate erysipelas."

"The same detoxification pill that I refined was of earth level. Occasionally, with a flash of inspiration and the blessing of my ancestor, I could refine it to a mysterious level. But once Master Chunci used it, it was a heavenly level!"

"You can't learn these secrets just by looking at them with the naked eye."

The master of the pavilion said earnestly, asking Shenshui to stop worrying and appreciate the master's grace.

Listening to the pavilion master's praise, Du Xinghe was thoughtful.

Of course, alchemy is a good thing that should not be taught to outsiders, but is there really no way she can learn it secretly?
　From now on, we will all refer to him as "he"! Come on, Quebao in December!

　　(End of this chapter)