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47. There is a sword, God's punishment

Hearing that Wang Pengyu wanted to stimulate the potential to refine the golden sword, Wang Chengyuan's face darkened, and he shouted loudly: "Nonsense! The Huayuan Shengyang acupuncture method is an extreme acupuncture method that damages Yangshou and stimulates potential. Grandpa disagrees!"

Wang Pengyu explained: "Actually, it's not that serious. I've already reached the peak of Ming Jin. Applying Hua Yuan Sheng Yang Needle will lose two years of life at most. In the future, nourishing the body with medicine may not be able to restore vitality."

"Compared to the great merit of collecting fierce energy, this price is nothing. Even if you occasionally act against the sky in the future, it can offset the backlash of physiognomy." Wang Pengyu has his own plan.

In addition, there is one thing that Wang Pengyu did not say. He used the star-gathering array to practice the Venus bone-hardening skill several times, and his bones became extremely firm and fine. With such a powerful force, it shouldn't be a problem to use Huayuan Shengyang Needle.

Wang Chengyuan pondered for a long time before nodding his head and said: "Yu'er has grown up, and your physiognomy is far superior to your grandfather's. I can only warn you to think carefully about everything. You must remember that once Huayuan Shengyang Acupuncture appears What an accident, the golden needle will be pulled out immediately. The longer it takes to stimulate the potential, the more lifespan will be lost, and the harder it will be to recover!"

"The way of returning to the sky needle is more stable than you, grandpa asked himself, so let me do it."

Wang Pengyu nodded, so that after eating a meal of meat, he crossed his knees and breathed out to restore the mana lost in the drawing of the evil-sealing talisman. When he recovered to the best state, he asked Wang Chengyuan to stab him with the Huayuanshengyang acupuncture method and forcibly raised it to Refining Qi to transform God's dark energy cultivation base, offering sacrifices to refining magic weapons.

The third set of Huayuan Shengyang needling method of Huitian Needle needs to pierce golden needles into 18 vital points of the human body, such as Tanzhong, Shangxing, Fengfu, Huagai, and Zifu, all over the human head, The front chest and back are extremely difficult, and the shorter the interval, the better the effect.

If Wang Pengyu applied the needles by himself, it would take at least three seconds for him to ask himself. Wang Chengyuan, as a powerhouse of transformation, could drive ten needles at the same time. Like a golden needle like a cow's hair.

When the golden needle fell, Wang Pengyu immediately felt that the eighteen vital points became hot, and his body became extremely excited. A burst of energy gushed out from each important point, filling the dantian of the sea of ​​Qi, which was five times stronger than his internal strength just now. More than six times.

It's just that he lacks the state of mind of dark energy cultivation, just like a new driver driving a very powerful sports car, unable to run at the required speed, with a huge internal energy, it is difficult to control delicately like a real dark energy martial artist .

However, what Wang Pengyu needs now is only strong mana to support him to refine the golden sword magic weapon. For him who is proficient in magic arts, there is no problem at all with Ming Jin's cultivation base to sacrifice the magic weapon, but the mana is insufficient, and it is difficult to quickly suppress the magic weapon. It's just a strong evil spirit. Now that the magic power has increased several times, it is natural to have absolute confidence in refining the magic weapon.

The longer the golden needle stimulates the potential, the greater the troubles will be. Without any hesitation, Wang Pengyu pre-arranged the energy-gathering Longmen Formation, sat cross-legged on the bed, and his magic power was secretly transported. A drop of extremely bright and red-blooded Jing appeared out of thin air from the tip of his middle finger Blood comes.

Ordinary people only have three drops of essence blood, and if one drop of essence blood is lost, at least 30 years of life will be lost. However, people who practice martial arts have strong physiques, and their essence blood is much more than ordinary people. The higher the level of cultivation, the thicker the essence blood. One hundred and eight drops of essence blood can be found in one's body in the realm of practicing spirit and returning to emptiness. Wang Chengyuan is seventy years old, but he has a childlike face and hefa, which is precisely because he has a large amount of essence blood.

As for the legendary Lianxu Hedao, it is the stream of the land gods, the blood in the whole body turns into the essence blood, and the daylight soars, Wang Pengyu doesn't know if it is true.

As soon as the evil-sealing talisman was opened, a strong evil spirit erupted immediately. Wang Pengyu pointed his finger, and the blood fell on the golden sword, which turned into a film of blood strangely, completely sealing the golden sword. The originally dark golden golden sword It turned into a weird red color.

The anger gathered by the Spirit Gathering Dragon Gate Formation actually clashes with the evil spirit emitted by the golden sword. The stronger the anger, the more evil spirit the golden sword consumes, which will lower the grade of the magic weapon. However, the golden sword is extremely strong, and it is nothing to lose some Seriously, Wang Pengyu was afraid that he would not have enough energy, so for the sake of stability, he still introduced the nearby energy into his body, so that he could concentrate on refining the magic weapon.

Wang Chengyuan knew that Wang Pengyu should not be disturbed by others when offering sacrifices to refining artifacts. If Wang Pengyu had his level of cultivation, he would be able to refine the artifacts easily. Now that small ones are used to make large ones, various arrangements are needed, so they stay outside the room , lest a waiter suddenly disturb Wang Pengyu.

It's just that he can't give Wang Pengyu any help. Even if his heart is strong, the only grandson is so reckless and adventurous, he is very worried.

A full hour passed, and Wang Pengyu consumed [-]% of the powerful mana in his body. His face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but the golden sword shook violently as if it had its own thoughts, and it continuously released evil spirits to resist Wang Pengyu's refining. Qi and Hong Wu kept twisting and churning, obviously fighting extremely fiercely.

After another incense stick of time, the golden sword stopped shaking and made a humming sound. With Wang Pengyu's finger, it flew up out of thin air, circled around Wang Pengyu's body, and finally landed in Wang Pengyu's palm .

"Grandpa, you can come in." Wang Pengyu's extremely weak voice came from the room.

Wang Chengyuan stood up abruptly, pushed open the door, and saw Wang Pengyu's pale face, the bed was drenched with sweat, leaving a ring-shaped water spot, he hurriedly raised his palm, and brushed the golden needle on Wang Pengyu's body , asked anxiously: "Yu'er, are you alright?"

Wang Pengyu nodded vigorously, and said with a forced smile: "Don't worry, grandpa, it's fine. I finally refined this magic weapon. I didn't expect that refining the natal magic weapon is so difficult, and it's more than I expected. Fortunately, it succeeded, otherwise my mind would be so difficult." Being bitten by the golden sword and becoming a vegetative person, it seems that you cannot easily sacrifice your natal magic weapon."

Wang Chengyuan exhaled heavily, and his voice became severe: "Yu'er, don't be so reckless in the future!"

Wang Pengyu nodded, his eyes fell on the golden sword magic weapon, and found that the spots and rust on the golden sword were all gone, showing a translucent black gold color, and there was a trace of blood stains on it, which could not be seen as a thousand-year-old artifact. Imprisoned firmly in the body of the sword, he couldn't help saying overjoyedly: "Good! Good! The sword is a killing tool, born to punish evil and save good, and I will call you God's punishment from now on!"

He put the magic weapon close to his body, drank the great tonic decoction prepared by Wang Chengyuan in advance, practiced cross-legged meditation, and performed the Qi-nourishing technique to restore his mana as soon as possible.

Nourishing Qi is worthy of Lu Zu's extraordinary skill. Although it is not good at attacking, it has incomparable miraculous effects in nourishing the body, restoring essence, and strengthening breath. After drinking the decoction to restore vitality, he finally recovered his mana.

Losing two years of life doesn't have much impact on a young man like him, it just looks a little sluggish.