Archfiend Chapter 778: : The magic weapon of life (1)
The first alchemy lesson is over.
As for how strong the response on the Internet is, and how big the shock is in the spiritual world, Xu Yangyi doesn't want to care. He only knows that he has been in the hot search for a month, and all of them are in the top three.
At this moment, he has locked himself in the training room under the Forbidden City. A huge pill furnace appeared, and the surrounding treasures revolved endlessly.
He doesn't plan to participate in the auction by himself, just leave it to Cat Ba Er. The other party is currently busy in the Kaiyun Realm, and I haven't seen them when I came back from the Ming Tombs. After making two calls to Chu Zhaonan and Zhao Ziqi, he plunged into this place.
Fahuadan.
This is the main feature of his auction.
A really good medicine is not to increase cultivation, but to give monks some special abilities, such as blasting pill.
And Fahuadan, its effect is to permanently increase the spiritual consciousness of the monk by 5%.
Don't underestimate this 5%. The Ten Thousand World War is approaching. For reconnaissance, 5% is likely to be the line of life and death. The monk's means, satellites are difficult to monitor, only the monk's own spiritual knowledge can find it. In the Ten Thousand Realms War, I don’t know how many scouts will be sent by both sides, and how many scouts will blood-stain the line between the earth and the moon. This 5% can give the earth a little more chance of winning.
People who understand will understand it well, as for people who don't understand... Then don't understand.
Two months later, he walked out of the retreat and taught for the last time. He clearly refined a basic potion of medicine. According to his own progress at the time, he thought it would be acceptable within two months.
He smiled and played with the jade bottle in his hand. This was a solid pill specially refined for Chu Zhaonan. Although the name was ordinary, the effect was never ordinary.
It...can extract the aura of the human body from the meridians and gather it into the muscles and bones.
For ordinary monks, this is for death. Chu Zhaonan was abolished because of his aura, so he couldn't just sit back and watch. After considering it for a long time, he decided to pass the other party thousands of miles away.
Physical training.
The solid pill and the Chaoyang pill during the foundation-building period are both an effect. For people like Chu Zhaonan who can't absorb aura, this is probably the last way.
With a cleansing technique, he walked into the majestic Palace of Qing Dynasty. A few months ago, he entered his fief, and now, in the huge Forbidden City, he lives alone. Of course, it is forbidden to enter the area.
As soon as I walked into the Palace of the Qing Dynasty, a plump figure swished over like a lightning bolt, holding Xu Yangyi's shirt on his two paws, crying silently.
"The emperor! Our child! Our child!!!"
Fuck!
Xu Yangyi looked over in amazement, what style of painting is this?
A fat Husky, wearing a cheongsam, with decorations on his head, tears streaming down his tongue, and his tongue: "Your Majesty! Our child is only a few months old! That's it! It's all Hua Fei! It's all her! I filled two catties of red flowers! I hate it!"
The unforgettable pill came into play at the right time, Xu Yangyi beckoned, and a serving monk bowed respectfully outside the hall: "Hi... Xu Zhenren, what's your order?"
"It will watch this kind of romantic drama in the future, and the real person will ask you for it."
"Yes..."
Kicked the dog away, Xu Yangyi sat down on the chair, a cup of spiritual tea had been brewed, he acted: "Zhen Huan Chuan?"
"Have you seen it too?" The dog's eyes were bright, his huge body jumped on Xu Yangyi, and his snow-white shirt was covered with black dog paw prints everywhere: "I only hate... Shengjun is old."
Xu Yangyi looked at it silently for several seconds.
A few seconds later, a dog screamed, and a fat figure flew straight to the Qing Palace for a hundred meters.
"You are violent." Cat Baer panted back: "Fighting is kissing, cursing is love, kissing and kicking... I think you can act next time you want to kiss me and love me. Slightly... the concubine really can't accept your strenuous activities!"
"You shut up." Xu Yangyi rubbed his eyebrows: "How about the Kaiyunjie transaction?"
Mao Ba Er stopped her mouth in an instant, supported her head, and walked out tremblingly: "The sun is so good today... It's better for the concubine to return to the Qingliang Hall to smell the fragrance..."
It couldn't move around.
Because Xu Yangyi's leather shoes stepped on its tail.
"Every time you talk about money, you say that insincere." Xu Yangyi slowly savored tea: "How much did you make? I want to use it."
"No, I lost it."
He turned his head and looked at Cat Ba Er in amazement. How could being a dog be so shameless? Do not blush and say that the upper bound has lost the trade with the lower bound? How stupid is this to be able to compensate? In the face of embezzlement so shamelessly, how strong is this psychological construction?
About feeling that the credibility of this sentence is too low, Mao Baeryou turned his head: "Why do we care about money every time? Don’t you think this is a waste of time? Such a good day, we I should listen to the song that Ann promised and watch the dance of the nobleman."
Xu Yangyi narrowed his smile: "I want to cast my life magic weapon."
Mao Ba Er finally straightened his face, but still discerned the possibility of Xu Yangyi's words with his small dog eyes.
The possibility of deceiving it to take money.
As an agent who has been poor for so long, he says he likes the days when he counts money every day and doesn’t want to spend a cent.
The tail was pulled out from Xu Yangyi's feet, and he flicked twice impatiently: "How much?"
"I don't know." Xu Yangyi groaned: "The auction in a few months will be prepared for it. I have some ideas. At the Jindan realm, there are things that can't be bought with money. Bargaining. In the case of bargaining, there is nothing better than an auction."
"I still have a few elixirs to practice. This is the finale elixirs. It is really the highlight of exchanging things with those golden pill friends."
Mao Ba Er leans slightly, expressing his disinterest... The sunset on the horizon is very red... Although it is daytime.
"You host."
"Dwarf oil~~~My lord, what do you want your concubine to do, do what your concubine does. You are also really, don’t talk about the important things in the front, why are you hiding it?"
Mao Ba Er turned around with a "cheng", and looked at him with bright eyes: "You give me the list, and I promise to bring it back to you!"
Xu Yangyi smiled and rubbed his dog's head angrily. Cat Baer squinted his eyes comfortably, and his tail swayed from left to right. Suddenly he anthropomorphically wrinkled the skin on his eyes: "Are you in a bad mood?"
"How do you get better?" Xu Yangyi raised his head and looked at the sky: "I don't know how far away... an unimaginable enemy rushes to the earth day and night. I don't know how much blood will be shed, nor do I know How many people are going to die. Now every day passes, one day is missing."
Zhenwu Realm, the sword of Damocles hanging above the earth.
No one can really relax if one day does not fall, one day does not get out of the sheath.
In the storm, people are left with the determination to survive. On the contrary, the long wait before the storm comes, makes people feel like fire. Fidgeting.
"You leave this storage ring to Da Chu. One more thing, take care of my foundation, if you don't want me to find another CEO."
"How about you?"
Xu Yangyi waved his hand and entered another training room.
The Forbidden City is worthy of being a fief. He has almost completely taken over the foundation of Anxiang real person, the pharmacy room, the refining room, and the talisman room. None of them can be repaired to the golden core.
But now it's all cheaper for him.
He entered a pure meditation room. The realm of life is different from building foundations and refining qi. When the aura is in place, he can't be promoted with dissatisfaction with cause and effect. Therefore, there are a lot of meditations in the realm of real people, thinking about their own cause and effect, and looking for the root. And this kind of place is quite quiet.
The training room was built in a garden, with tall and tall pine trees, beautiful old trees, and blooming flowers blooming. A spring water gurgled down the hill and poured into a handful of clear springs below. The lotus blossoms on the spring, and the golden carp in the pond swings. Occasionally, red dragonflies and birds flew across the lake. Set up a soundproof magic circle, a no-air magic circle, obstructing the magic circle, stepping into it, it is enough to let people empty.
In this independent space of about four to five hundred meters, there is an antique pavilion. The white jade stele in the middle of the pavilion is three meters high. A mahogany table and a rattan chair.
Xu Yangyi sat on the chair, holding a cup of spiritual tea, and looked around leisurely: "Daoist Anxiang will enjoy it."
"When you come to the golden core, you will never enjoy it again, so will." The fish intestine floated out and smiled: "Do you have an idea?"
"There are some, but I still want to hear your suggestions."
"Okay." Yuchang did not pretend to be evasive, and said loudly: "In the golden core period, you have not actually fought to the death with a real monk. Calculate your battle, Wei Chenyuan, Zhu Changluo, dominate. Among them, Wei Chenyuan can’t be regarded as fighting each other with death, none of you have the intention to kill. Zhu Changluo is not a monk. There is no magic weapon to dominate~IndoMTL.com~ Oh, yes, there is also a Nangong Wugui. That kind of strength, don’t mention it."
"The greatest use of magic weapons is not to enhance magical powers. It is to extend the duration of the battle. You should have noticed that the magical powers used by me and Mistedin are extremely powerful, but do not cost much spiritual power. This is the characteristic of magic weapons. Count down the talisman in magic weapons. Consumption reduction must be the top priority, unless some extreme magic weapons. Most magic weapons follow the path of gentleness and justice."
He glanced at Xu Yangyi: "In the foundation period, the first touch of the magic weapon, the aura is not enough to use the magical powers several times. Of course, you have a virtual spirit fairy body is an exception. Your fighting time is longer than other monks of the same level. Much more. But this time is a war. You are likely to fall into an endless sea of foundations led by the real Jin Dan, and Qi-refining monks. The majestic formations are not uncommon to kill Jin Dan. So, reduce Consumption is also the top priority."
"Find a balance between consumption reduction and power, and at the same time find your own weaknesses, and create corresponding magic weapons. After that, you can see if they have the possibility of becoming spiritual treasures. The material must be selected from a thousand, and at the same time... …"
He paused, and continued: "To become a spirit treasure, first, the attributes of the magic weapon must be consistent with the owner. Second, the magic weapon needs to have its own sustenance. This is a very important aspect. The magic treasure entrusted by the master can never become a spiritual treasure. Therefore, the number of spiritual treasures for sword repair is far more than ordinary monks. Because they are obsessed with the sword, and trust in the sword, a sword is eternal."
Xu Yangyi nodded: "I guessed about it, spirit, spirituality. Treasure, magic weapon. Without spiritual magic weapon, you can never give birth to an instrumental spirit. So, I chose it."
He stood up, waved his hands, and a large black curtain appeared, with countless golden words shining like stars.
"I think this is the thing that best matches the real person."