Left To Live Forever, My Spells Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

"Daddy doesn't believe it yet."

"Get out, you poor monk, if you keep pestering me, don't blame daddy for dragging you to see the official."

"I can't afford to open it yet!"

As soon as Lu Chen approached the blacksmith's shop, he saw the shirtless man holding a big hammer, yelling at Master Baoshu, as if he was about to hit him.

Master Baoshu lowered his eyes.

like a statue.

The man didn't dare to make a real move, so he was in a stalemate for a while.

Lu Chen walked over slowly and said with a smile:

"How is this going?"

"Hey little brother, you come to judge, this poor monk is really unreasonable, he doesn't give money, he insists on making me make up a broken bowl, I don't agree, this monk is still here and won't leave, what alms for alms , what are you talking about suffering in this life and blessings in the next life, listen to this, isn’t this a curse that daddy will die early~”

"Amitabha!"

The store owner was full of complaints, and the monk Baoshu proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said in a muffled voice:

"It doesn't matter if you don't make up, but you have to give three hundred catties of pig iron."

"Three hundred catties, I bah~"

The shopkeeper cursed and spit everywhere: "You poor monk, do you know how much three hundred catties of pig iron is worth? It wouldn't be worth the price if you were torn apart."

Lu Chen looked at the broken bowl on the ground.

It was indeed Master Baoshu's alms bowl, but there was a hole in the bottom of the bowl, as if smashed by Huang Meier's fist, he stepped forward and interjected:

"It makes sense to buy and sell. How about letting Xiao Dao put the money on the mage's behalf?"

"Need not!"

Baoshu shook his head and refused, and replied:

"The poor monk can afford it."

As he spoke, he snapped off the little finger of his left hand, and put it on the counter without changing his expression: "Shopkeeper, is this enough to exchange for three hundred catties of pig iron?"

"Dang Clang~"

The hammer in the shopkeeper's hand fell to the ground, almost frightened, he hesitated and said:

"This this....."

"not enough?"

Baoshu muttered, and pressed his hands on his head, making a gesture to twist his own head off.

"Ah~~"

The shopkeeper screamed and sat down on the ground.

Master Baoshu paused his hands, turned his neck in a circle, turned his head to look at Lu Chen, and asked:

"Benefactor, isn't this too bloody?"

"..."

"never mind."

Seeing that Lu Chen didn't speak, Master Baoshu muttered, but he didn't unscrew his own head after all. He reached into his arms, groped for a while, found something, and put it on the counter. It was an eyeball. asked:

"Shopkeeper, is this enough?"

"Enough...enough is enough."

The shopkeeper was almost scared to death, how could he dare to say that it was not enough.

Baoshu was finally satisfied, and started to move the cast iron from the blacksmith shop on his own. He stretched out his hand and tore off a piece from the iron ingot, kneaded it a few times in his hands like dough, threw it into his mouth, chewed it, and muttered road:

"The taste is a little weaker."

"..."

The storekeeper on the side didn't dare to breathe, lest the demon monk would eat him in one bite.

Meng Yao held her chin to watch the fun, Lu Chen couldn't help asking:

"Mage, can this pig iron be eaten?"

Master Baoshu didn't raise his head, the flesh on his face trembled, and said contemptuously:

"Rare is more strange, have you heard of the iron chewing method?"

"..."

When Master Baoshu finished eating three hundred catties of pig iron, he let out a "bah", opened his mouth and spat out, and a piece of dark metal fell to the bottom of the bowl. The metal wriggled and stuck to the hole automatically, slowly merging with the bowl. One.

Not for a while.

The alms bowl was no longer damaged and restored to its original state.

Baoshu was finally satisfied, ignored Lu Chen and the shopkeepers, walked along the street to the distance, and glanced at the stalls with a pair of eyes.

At this time, Lu Chen said: "Mage, there is a Jiuqiao Mountain north of the Jiechuan River. There are countless ghosts there. If a mage wants to eliminate demons, there is a magic cave."

Baoshu looked back at Lu Chen, noncommittal.

Dangling away.

"Huh~"

The shopkeeper finally stopped babbling, heaved a sigh of relief, and said in fear: "This demon monk is gone."

Lu Chen pointed to the counter and asked:

"Shopkeeper, do you sell these two items?"

The shopkeeper looked around and saw a little finger and an eyeball on the counter. The strange thing was that the little finger had just been snapped off.

There was not even a trace of blood.

The eyeballs are also extraordinary, crystal clear, like colored glaze.

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"It's not cheap!"

 …

After some talking, Lu Chen exchanged two grains of spiritual sand for two things. Although the little finger was lifelike, it was not like flesh, but like a small piece of wood.

Lu Chen performed the reflection method, absorbed the breath of Master Baoshu from it, and fed it to a black dog on the street.

He played with the remaining eyeballs, his eyes flickered, and he muttered:

"Six-eyed Bodhi son?"

After opening a room in the inn, Lu Chen sat cross-legged on the bed and started refining.

from noon.

to afternoon.

It was not until the evening that it was completely refined.

Opening his mouth and inhaling, the eyeballs in his hands shrank and flew into the mouth, sinking all the way into the spirit aperture, and he also learned all the information about this Magical Item.

This thing is called 【Six Eyes Bodhi】.

It is a first-order Magical Item with nine lines, and its material is a Bodhi fruit that grows on the Bodhi Tree.

Buddhism has the five eyes, the naked eye is obstructed, the Dharma eye can only see the vulgar, the wisdom eye is straight to the sky, the heavenly eye is unobstructed, and the Buddha's eye is like a thousand suns, which illuminates different bodies and returns the same.

The six-eyed Bodhi, the full name is [the sixth-eyed Bodhi].

Not one of the five eyes.

Everything you see, more or less, can get some information. In addition, there is another function called increasing wisdom.

"It doesn't do much."

Lu Chen was a little disappointed. However, the six-eyed Bodhi, as the inherited Magical Item of the Kuchan Temple, has been sacrificed by the Kuchan Temple for many years, and most of the most critical tenth Dao pattern has already been formed.

If you can go one step further.

It is the second-order Magical Item of the ten streaks. At that time, it must have a greater effect.

As soon as Lu Chen thought, the six-eyed Bodhi fused with the right eye, and he felt a coolness in his mind, his thoughts became clearer, and the light curtain in front of him trembled slightly.

There have also been changes.

On the side of the light curtain, a small light curtain was born alone.

[name]: wooden table

[Information]: 10-year pine wood, slightly flawed

 …

Lu Chen moved his gaze to the mahogany sword in his hand, and the light curtain changed accordingly.

[Name]: peach wood sword

[Information]: First-order Magical Item, seven streaks

 …

"Okay."

Lu Chen grinned, feeling pretty good.

"Tap Tat ~"

At this time, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the inn. Lu Chen stepped to the window, looked down from the second floor, and saw groups of Fengjia troops rushing from a distance, covering the entire inn with water.

The number is five hundred.

"Wrap up!"

"The murderer is in the inn, no one is allowed to escape, but if there is resistance, shoot and kill!"

"Revenge for Miss!"

 …

The noise came to Lu Chen's ears, and Lu Chen was a little surprised, but when he thought that the entire Fengxian Town is now under the supervision of the Fengjia Army, he felt relieved. It seems that someone has found clues about his killing of Yuan Jinfeng, muttering road:

"Yuan Baixi didn't come?"

As soon as the voice fell, a person was seen floating down from high in the sky.

Fluttering in white.

Big sleeves fluttering.