Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 79 The Spiritual Sense of the Refiner

The old man shouted back and almost didn't choke Feng Haoyu.

This is completely plain and unreasonable.

Coupled with the identity of Qi Feng's first seat, even though Feng Haoyu wasn't in the heart, he couldn't say anything, he could only bear this bad breath.

In the envious eyes of the disciples, the old man brought Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu into the inner hall.

The inner hall is not large, but there are dozens of square meters, and there are a lot of jade bamboos hanging on the four walls.

Only a hundred of them are bright and shiny, and most of them are dim.

The old man pointed at Yu Jian on the wall and said, "These are the images left by all the refining masters since the founding of Zong Feng, and more than a hundred of them are the images of successfully crafted spirits. It is the image of the refining failure, but it is also the hand of the refiner. You two of you can watch ten of them. "

There seem to be many jade bamboo slips, but we must know that there are thousands of jade bamboo slips left by Jianzong Jianzong, and most of them are images of failure.

Feng Haoyu didn't think much about it, and directly selected ten shiny jade bamboo slips.

These are all images of the success of refining the artifact.

Su Zimo groaned a little and chose five bright jade bamboo slips and five bleak jade bamboo slips.

In Su Zimo's view, the success of refining is of course desirable, but watching the image of the failure of the refiner will also be very rewarding, at least to avoid making similar mistakes.

Seeing this, the old man nodded secretly.

It is difficult for a refiner to replicate the success of others, but to avoid similar failures. This is a great wisdom.

Su Zimo took ten jade bamboo slips and sat down on his knees. Aura was injected into the jade bamboo slips. The lines on the jade bamboo slipped brightly, and a clear image came into view.

Su Zimo was immersed in it, and his understanding of the technique of the refiner continued to deepen, and many of the confusions in his heart were resolved.

In an instant, day and night passed.

Feng Haoyu got up, returned ten jade bamboo slips, glanced at Su Zimo, who was still feeling, and left the Temple Hall.

Not long after, Su Zimo also stood up and returned to Yujian.

"How's the harvest?" Asked the old man with a smile.

Su Zimo nodded, thinking for a moment before asking: "The first four steps of the refiner do have some experience, but in the spirit gathering, there is still no way out."

"The difficulty of gathering spirits is difficult because the aura is originally in the spiritual material and is relatively stable, but after fusion and refining, the shaped flying sword structure has changed greatly. If you want to reintegrate the aura into the flying sword, It will become as difficult as ever. In addition, the flying sword is burned to a red state, and if there is a conflict, it will burst immediately. "

The bad old man sighed softly: "Well, not only you, even a senior refiner, dare not say that one hundred percent of the spirit is successful. It is more a kind of spiritual induction cultivated through years of refining."

Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart moved.

Telepathy?

Through the experience of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Wilderness and the experience between life and death, Su Zimo has cultivated a sense of spirit.

But can this kind of spiritual consciousness be used in gathering spirits?

Su Zimo's mind was alive, pondering more work in this direction.

"You go back first. If you have any doubts, you can come here to find me at any time." After that, the old man pointed at Yujian on the wall and blinked at Su Zimo.

"Ok?"

Su Zimo's heart turned, and he understood the meaning of the old man.

The old man is suggesting Su Zimo, if you come here to find him, you can naturally take the opportunity to watch these jade Jian on the wall.

"Thank you very much, Master." Su Zimo felt warm and bowed down.

As soon as he walked out of the Refiner Hall, Su Zimo saw a man at the door.

Feng Haoyu.

It seems that he has been waiting for a long time.

Su Zimo frowned slightly and was about to sacrifice a flying sword to return to Dongfu. Feng Haoyu slowly turned around, slightly raised his head, and reached out to stop Su Zimo's way.

"Is something wrong?" Su Zimo looked bored at this man's nostril, and was a little bored.

Feng Haoyu said lightly: "At the end of this year, I want to create the history of Xi Zong. The sword refers to the three peaks, and Qi Feng is among them. Brother Su is a person who knows current affairs and should know how to do it."

"I really don't know." Su Zi's face was expressionless and he shook his head.

"Are you challenging me?" Feng Haoyu narrowed her eyes, the seven layers of Ningqi slowly released, and a cold wind blew around her body.

"ill!"

Su Zimo sneered, the royal sword vacated, and in a blink of an eye left the Refiner Hall and disappeared into Feng Haoyu's sight.

...

Back in the cave, Su Zimo sat on the bed, slowly digesting the contents of the ten jade bamboo slips.

Before long, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

"Brother, it's me!"

The fat man's voice came.

I haven't seen it for a month, and the fat man has cultivated to the sixth floor of Ningqi.

Tian Linggen's cultivation speed is indeed amazing. Before the end of the year, Feng Haoyu, tenderness, and fat can all reach the ninth layer of condensed gas and even complete success!

"Brother, I heard that you're resentful with Feng Haoyu?" The little fat man asked when he came up.

Su Zimo asked, "Do you know this?"

"It's not just me. It's spread to Wufeng. Many disciples are discussing it." The fat man sighed and said, "Brother, you're a little irrational."

"He cultivates him, I cultivate mine, what's the matter." Su Zimo didn't care, and smiled casually.

"It's not that simple."

The fat man said: "In Zongmen, it is forbidden for the disciples to kill each other. Even if he comes to challenge you, you can refuse. But it is different from Zongmen. Brother, you ca n’t stay in Zongmen all the time? Most of the Zongmen missions have to go out. Now Feng Haoyu has gathered a lot of disciples. Once you go out of Zongmen, you will have to trouble you. "

Su Zimo frowned, silent.

The fat man continued: "In fact, with Feng Haoyu's qualifications, after the end of Wufeng comparison art, at the end of the year, it will inevitably be able to build a foundation and be promoted to an inner disciple. Brother, you can completely avoid him this time and participate in Wufeng comparison art next year. It would be considered selling him personally. "

"Let's talk about it again." Su Zimo said nothing.

The fat man nodded and said, "Anyway, I'm on your brother's side. If there is a place where I can use it, just tell me."

"OK." Su Zimo smiled.

The two chatted for a while, and the fat man left.

Su Zimo stood a little in Dongfu and planned to leave Zongmen and go down the mountain.

For a month, the marrow chapter had made no progress, and Su Zimo was anxious.

When he first practiced the tongue of the cow tongue, Su Zimo only realized the essence through the scene of cattle grazing.

This time, Su Zimo planned to go back to the mountain forest near Zongmen to catch a tiger and leopard and study it carefully.

(End of this chapter)