Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The fat monk quickly turned his gaze towards the forest where Qin Feng was, and sneered, opened his mouth, and a small banner flew out of his mouth. After the small banner flew out, it unfolded in the wind and turned into a banner-like magic weapon made of white silk, less than six feet long, with many red and green talismans painted on it. "Go!" The fat monk shouted, and the white silk banner immediately spread out a hundred feet of yellow dust and red mist, with a terrifying momentum, and flew straight towards Qin Feng! However, just when he was halfway through the flight, the fat monk suddenly felt a silver light flashing in front of him.

Then he saw dozens of "flying insects" tearing open his protective shield, making a "buzzing" sound, and then flying on his left arm!

The whole arm instantly lost consciousness, and the pain went straight into the soul, and it was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Silver Gu worm! Who... who are you?"

The fat monk was horrified, gritted his teeth, and swung his knife to cut off his left arm, and then retreated several miles.

He saw that the other party's flying sword was sharp and knew how to drive the Gu worm. He was definitely not easy to mess with, and he was already seriously injured, so he quickly called back the white silk banner, and he had the intention to leave.

"I am the Taoist of Baimang Mountain Bai Gu. If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now. Otherwise, I will teach you to taste the taste of the hundred kinds of poisonous insects biting your body!"

The voice was hoarse and erratic, which made the fat monk's hair stand on end.

So he didn't hesitate any more, and rolled up the white silk banner, which turned into a thick red mist and flew away into the distance. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon.

In the fight between the monks in the Tao period, even if one side has an absolute advantage, it is not easy to kill the other side.

For example, the fat monk in front of him, although he is only in the early stage of Taoism, the white silk banner on his body is extremely powerful and is not a trivial matter.

If Qin Feng's silver Gu had not been released just now, but had been kept in his hand, it would be impossible for him to tear open his shield in a short time.

Therefore, after forcing the man away with serious injuries, Qin Feng did not continue to chase him. He flew to Shen Sanniang's side.

Shen Sanniang said apologetically:

"I'm so sorry that I need you to help me again."

Qin Feng waved his hand,

"I failed to kill that man. I'm afraid that after he recovers from his injuries, he will come here to seek revenge again... What are your plans for the future?"

Shen Sanniang looked at the Shenjia Village in front of her, which was like a purgatory on earth, with a gloomy look in her eyes:

"This place has been destroyed. I plan to move to a place with nothing. "Live in seclusion in a place with no people and bring up this kid..."

Qin Feng thought for a while:

"The cave where the Juying Sword was found before has slightly worse spiritual energy, but since it was chosen as a place to raise the sword, it must have its special features. Why don't you open it up as a cave?"

After hearing this, Shen Sanniang's eyes suddenly lit up:

"It is extremely remote, but the surrounding environment is the most beautiful in the entire Great Wilderness Mountain. It is a great place to live in seclusion!"

...

Under the Xuanyin Peak, there is a bamboo fence and a thatched cottage.

Qin Feng is sitting under the exotic fruit tree, breathing and practicing.

At this time, Qin Feng no longer calls this tree a "pear tree",

because this tree blooms only when it is 300 years old, and after the flowers bloom, they will not wither through spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is unknown how many years it will take to bear fruit, which is definitely not comparable to ordinary pear trees.

Moreover, Qin Feng discovered that this exotic fruit tree seemed to have the effect of gathering spiritual energy. The spiritual energy under the tree was several times more abundant than that in other places.

Therefore, now, unless he was practicing special skills, he would basically choose to meditate and breathe under this tree.

A colorful butterfly flew down from the tree, flew around Qin Feng's head for a long time, and finally landed on his knees, with a pair of wings "fluttering" non-stop...

After practicing from early morning to afternoon, Qin Feng opened his eyes and walked around the fields to relax.

At this time, he saw that the spiritual fields in the yard had grown a lot of weeds after only a few days of not being taken care of, so he waved the hoe and weeded.

However, after only a while, the hoe in his hand broke.

After these years of cultivation, the spiritual fields in Qin Feng's yard have become second-level spiritual fields.

And the soil in the spiritual fields will become heavier as the grade increases. Ordinary farmers' iron hoes are no longer usable and need to be replaced with the "Spirit-Broken Hoe", a magical tool specially used by spiritual planters.

"Well, go buy one in Xunxianfang?"

The reason why Qin Feng hesitated was that he felt that the ritual of the Spirit-Broken Hoe did not seem difficult, but it was sold at a very high price, as if it was specially used to cheat spiritual planters.

So he had long wanted to refine a Broken Spirit Hoe by himself,

However, Qin Feng had never had any experience in refining equipment, and was worried that he would waste materials but fail to refine a Broken Spirit Hoe, and finally had to buy one, which would be funny.

At this time, he gradually made up his mind:

"Refining equipment is the same as making talismans. It requires a lot of experience accumulation before you can gain some experience. In this case, let's start with refining this Broken Spirit Hoe!"

So Qin Feng went to Xunxianfang and purchased materials such as bronze ingots, flaming iron ore, and silver pine poles, and began his first refining of his life.

Although it was his first time to refine equipment, Qin Feng had read a lot of related books before, and he was a typical example of "rich in theoretical knowledge, but zero hands-on ability".

Qin Feng first used a hammer to knock the bronze ingot into the shape of a hoe. This step was not difficult, just use brute force.

Then Qin Feng took the iron pen and slowly carved the array pattern on the hoe-shaped bronze ingot.

Although the array pattern of the Broken Soul Hoe was not difficult, it required a high degree of concentration. If it was carved wrong, the bronze ingot would be scrapped.

After scrapping three bronze ingots, more than two hours later, Qin Feng finally succeeded in carving a total of six array patterns on a bronze ingot.

"Huh!"

Qin Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and felt a little tired.

But now is not the time to rest. A ball of true essence fire came out of his palm and began to calcine the bronze ingot to shape and fix the array pattern on it.

Afterwards, Qin Feng took out a second-level spirit stone and placed it in the center of the array.

For a moment, the hoe-shaped bronze ingot suddenly lit up, and a wave-like light emerged from the hoe body. The bronze ingot, which was originally a bit rough, immediately became extremely smooth and shiny.

However, at this point, the production of the broken spirit hoe was only half completed.

He then emitted the true essence fire, burned the flame iron ore into red molten iron, and then poured it on the bronze ingot.

The array pattern on the bronze ingot shone brightly, making the entire copper ingot like a sponge, absorbing all the molten iron without leaving a drop!

Afterwards, Qin Feng threw the bronze ingot into the pond and left it there for three days.

After fishing it out again, he inserted the silver pine pole that he had prepared long ago and came to the spiritual field full of weeds.

He dug a hoe and the hoe body shook slightly, easily bringing up a large piece of soil.

Qin Feng looked down and couldn't help showing a happy expression on his face.

He saw that the spiritual energy near the soil that had just been turned up had been evenly dispersed, which would undoubtedly allow the plants to absorb it better.

It seems that this broken spiritual hoe is indeed worthy of its reputation, and his hard work in refining it has not been in vain!