Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 11 Immortal Cultivation Is So Boring and Boring

Since Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain, the paradise between heaven and earth has become increasingly scarce.

The Twelve Golden Immortals rely on the big tree of teaching, so that they can occupy those spiritual mountains that are not small in the world.

Of course, this is related to the fact that most of the Jiejiao immortals live in the East China Sea, otherwise it would be their turn to explain the teaching.

Yun Zhongzi is very satisfied with Zhongnan Mountain. As early as 700 years ago, when he first became a fairy, he opened a cave here, but few people know about it.

For a full 700 years, he has already built Zhongnan Mountain into a monolith, even if the Daluo Jinxian has reached this point, there is nothing he can do to him.

"It's still seven years before King Zhou goes mad. If I work a little harder, it shouldn't be a problem to achieve a celestial karma."

Yun Zhongzi returned to the cave immediately after lifting the restriction of the Tai Chi symbol, determined to make a breakthrough before leaving the mountain.

"However, practicing one is not all about grinding kung fu with water, and understanding the natural way of heaven and earth is also a very important part."

Thinking of this, he slowly got up and finished the daily morning class.

Jinxia Tong'er was leaning against the door and taking a nap, holding a basket of water sparkles in his hand, chickens pecking rice from time to time.

Yun Zhongzi shook his head with a smile, turned into a streamer and went out of the cave without disturbing Tong'er.

Today, he wanted to find a thousand-year-old pine tree, and break a pine branch to make the Juque Immortal Sword.

"You don't need to ride a horse or drive a boat, you can roam all over the world.

The vast world arrives in a moment, and the stones are rotten and the pines are withered for an autumn. "

Yun Zhongzi stood on the cloud, slowly reciting.

I saw him spread out his palms, and all the nearby mountains, rivers and lakes were transformed into a map, and it was clear where there were mountain spirits and wild monsters, and where there were ancient trees and rocks.

Yun Zhongzi noticed a thousand-year-old welcoming pine on the cliff at the southern foot of Zhongnan Mountain. When he entered the mountain, this pine tree was already there.

"It is the fate destined by heaven, and you deserve this merit."

With a thought in his mind, he turned into a breeze and broke off a branch of ancient pine.

"The poor will not take advantage of you in vain. Turn this pill into water to help you transform into shape as soon as possible."

Yun Zhongzi stood on the cliff, his sleeves fluttered with the wind, a cyan pill floated out, turned into liquid pill in his palm, and dripped down the crevices of the rocks.

"In addition to refining the Demon Subduing Sword, you also need to refine a weapon for Jin Xiatong'er, otherwise he will never give up."

With a thought in his mind, Yun Zhongzi turned away again.

He has opened many furnaces, but basically they are all rebuilt. His vision and methods are very different before and after he went to the Bajing Palace for further training.

Just talking about his 49 flying swords, he practiced them seven times successively. Although each one taken out alone is not comparable to the Zhaoyao sword, but together it is also a treasure of the town's treasure level.

Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of natural materials and treasures when he was out, and from time to time he touched a little leftovers in the Bajing Palace of Yuxu Palace, and it was no problem to forge a few high-quality weapons.

"Pindao needs to make a sword for Tonger Jinxia, ​​and a sword for Yang Chan's disciple. Hey, he also promised to make one for Taiyi's disciple. By the way, there is also Yang Jian."

Yun Zhongzi counted on his fingers, he accidentally owed a whole lot of foreign debts—what kind of fortune?
He is obviously under Yuxu's sect, Ford Mode, debt-ridden, Xiao Sanxian.

"That's all, it's only a month's work anyway, it really pushes me to the limit, and I'll have to practice it in a furnace."

Yun Zhongzi adhered to the principle of not being overwhelmed by debts, and decided to make a fool of himself. After all, cultivation comes first, and treasure refining comes second.

That is to say, the treasure that should be refined still needs to be refined.

Jinxia Tong'er turned on the stove early and lightly shook the cattail fan.

Yun neutron connected the fire vein from the ground, thus saving a lot of effort.

The furnace is a good furnace, with seven stars and eight trigrams and a dome, and the five elements and six combinations determine the four directions.

Fire is a good fire, the samadhi of the immortal body is burned, and the essence of Li is buried under the Nanshan Mountain.

Steel is good steel, which was once refined in a gossip furnace, and I don't want any fairy to dare to hide it.

The wood is a good wood, originally it was an old pine from Nanshan Mountain, and a branch of it was lightly folded and the demon descended.

Yun Zhongzi mixed the real fire of Samadhi with the Li fire under Zhongnan Mountain, and threw a few steel ingots "remaining" from Taishang Lianbao into the furnace. went in.

He uses two things at once, with his left hand he forges steel embryos with the Bajiu Xuangong, and with his right hand he borrows the eight sceneries to cultivate wood and sword energy.

In addition, he also added some god sand and real water to add mystery. After practicing like this for a full seven days, he finally forged two swords of one gold and one wood.

The selection of these two swords is very different, one is a relic from the Bagua furnace, and the other is a wild pine on Zhongnan Mountain. The gold and wood should be very different, but they are forged in the same furnace. There is life in the fine steel sword. There is a cold light on the pine sword.

"This sword is called Qinggang. May it shine in your hands and live up to its sharpness."

Yun Zhongzi held the handle of the Qinggang sword with his right hand, and lightly wiped the edge of the sword with two fingers of his left hand, a burst of fire flashed, revealing the sharpness of the long sword.

He laid the long sword horizontally and handed it to Tongzi Jinxia, ​​who took it solemnly, overjoyed.

"Thank you, Master, for the treasure!"

Jin Xiatong'er held the sword and held a sword flower, and the sword energy filled the entire cave for a while.

"Master, this wooden sword looks ordinary, can it really subdue demons?"

The boy put away the sword and carried it on his back, then he rolled his eyes and thought of Ju Que.

"If you don't believe me, let me try it with you, master, and I'll give this sword the edge."

Yun Zhongzi stretched out his hand, and the wooden sword came out. This sword was much larger than ordinary swords, it was as wide as a palm and nearly four feet long, but in his hand it was still as powerful as an arm.

"My lord, please forgive me."

Jinxiatong'er laughed and turned into a ray of sunlight to escape from the cave.

Yun Zhongzi couldn't help laughing, and then sat cross-legged on the futon, with the long sword placed on the sword on his knees, and he would continue to temper the sword with the real fire of Samadhi until it was no longer afraid of fire.

What are the days of immortals? They don't go to Yaochi to attend meetings every day, and they don't have saints preaching every year. Most of the time, they just practice alone, and occasionally Feng Xu rides the wind, searching for materials and refining treasures.

Everyone in the world says that gods are good, so what's so good about gods?You can't imagine how good the gods are!

For Yun Zhongzi, the life of the gods is peaceful and peaceful every day, without any ghosts and snakes to disturb him.

However, in the chaotic world, it is really difficult to stay out of the matter. Even if the cave is closed and the Huangting is recited silently, it is inevitable that there will be no disaster.

Half a month later, Yun Zhongzi finally forged the Juque sword. This sword is not as powerful as the Zhaoyao sword, but it is more Taoist, and it is a somewhat kind sword.

The reason why Yun Zhongzi thinks it is a bit kind is because there may not be many kindness in it. For demons and ghosts, this sword is still deadly.

"Speaking of which, the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods is approaching, and the master will soon give Ziya the whip. I wonder if I can borrow it to observe and learn, and to refine a superior fairy sword that is specially designed to kill gods?"

Yun Zhongzi stroked his chin and thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Isn't this the Immortal Execution Sword?"

He suddenly realized that it was a pity that he had no chance to join the Jiejiao long ago.

(End of this chapter)