Above the Immortal Cultivation

Wang Lu looked a little heavy. From now on, if Xu Kui wants to seek revenge from the Miao Nian Sect, will he help him if he has the strength?

This is a difficult question to answer, and I don’t know how to decide.

Song Fengyu knew that Wang Lu was thinking about something at high speed and did not interfere.

After a few breaths, I saw that his face returned to normal, and then he spoke again: "Thousands of Sand Tower is mysterious and unpredictable, especially when you reach the 800th floor. The difficulty of each floor increases. However, the rewards are also quite generous. I am not bragging, even if there are many Nascent Souls, The great monks in the later period are not as rich as me, but the most precious ones are the five fragments in my junior brother’s hand that I don’t even know what they are.”

"Actually, I also wanted to use them to find someone with a keen eye for goods. I traveled hundreds of millions of miles to the gray market in the South China Sea. It wasn't until the appearance of Lin'er, the little fairy from the Yao Palace, that I got a clue." Song Fengyu said slyly.

"Then, if the other party can really bring out ten bottles of Tianling Pill, will senior brother, ha, she was deceived, senior brother is not the least bit bad."

Seeing his calm and arrogant look, Wang Lu suddenly understood that even if Lin'er piled Tianling Pills all over the table, she still couldn't take away the fragments.

Song Fengyu will definitely try his best to make countless unreasonable demands to stop it.

"Haha, junior brother, don't tell me. As far as I know, this woman looks muddled, but she is actually weird and very shrewd. To deal with such a woman, you can only be more stupid and naive than her." Make him put down his guard."

"Hey, when it comes to pretending to be stupid, little fairy Lin'er is far behind you. When it comes to pretending to be a fool, she's not even qualified to carry your shoes." Wang Lu laughed.

"Hey, we are each other. Junior brother has not shown up for several years. He is extremely powerful and must have experienced many adventures and opportunities. How about we exchange cultivation experiences and opinions?"

Both of them knew that the distance between them was getting closer and closer, so Wang Lu could make such a joke, and Song Fengyu wouldn't mind.

Just like a friend I haven't seen for a long time, everything from the heaven and earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, the expansion of the territory, rivers and lakes, to the small things such as cultivation, skills, supernatural powers, body skills, speed, weapon refining, talisman making, elixir refining, formation formation, all kinds of Spiritual materials... Both of them gave some opinions on each other.

During the conversation, Song Fengyu was involved in a wide range of things, rigorous and detailed. He was well-informed and well-informed. What surprised Wang Lu was that he also knew a lot about some of the secrets of the world of immortality. It could be seen that his family or The sect's rich heritage opened Wang Lu's eyes, his eyes sparkled, and he gained a lot.

For Wang Lu, Song Fengyu had completely different feelings. The cultivation experience, the way to make talismans, and the feeling of body refining that Fang Yan mentioned made him very moved. He can only have a deep understanding or continue to verify and explore, otherwise, he will definitely not There is such "genuine knowledge" and extraordinary insight that seems correct now.

One day and one night, both of them benefited a lot. As the saying goes, one person thinks about shortcomings, and two people think about strengths.

Wang Lu was almost alone in the world of immortality from the beginning to the end. Although he had his master Qiu Huaren, his master only taught him some superficial knowledge of immortality and brought him into the Qi training period before passing away.

Song Fengyu's knowledge and experience in all aspects were absorbed like a sponge.

When he learned that Song Fengyu had become a half-step master of weapon refining at such a young age, he was extremely shocked.

To cultivate the various arts of immortality, weapon refining and formations are the most difficult.

The number of refining weapons is as numerous as an ox, and they are as complex as stars. They are not as single as elixirs, talismans, seals, or puppets. There are just a few types of elixirs, but there are slightly more spiritual talismans. Compared with the magical weapons and formations, they are far behind and cannot be compared.

He knows his own affairs well, and so far, he is only half a Fu Dao master.

If it weren't for the crazy talisman making of the battle between the human and demon clans in the Talisman Palace, all the resources in the entire Western Desert would be continuously accumulated, giving him an endless error tolerance. In addition, the Four Beast Sects of Northern Xinjiang devoted themselves wholeheartedly and gave their all. Drawing the talisman without any interruption, and the two superimposed, achieved his current state of talisman making.

It's all a coincidence.

If he didn't have these two groups of resources piled up like a mountain and the talisman maker who didn't care about useless talismans, he would be no more than a talisman master.

However, weapon refining is completely different and requires a lot of practice. This most basic premise has already made 99% of the monks stand at the threshold and look around, but are not allowed to enter.

You know, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, ancient treasures, spiritual treasures..., every time you advance to a level, the grade of the spiritual materials required increases exponentially. It is daunting to think about it, let alone try it. Refined.

Coupled with the high and low heat, precise time control, the different properties of various mineral spiritual materials, the precise timing of melting and forging in the furnace, and the temperature control, tempering, and formation during the final shaping. Blessing, the output of magic power, the collection of treasures with complicated magic techniques, and the sudden and wonderful idea that is like a sudden flash of inspiration... Only through all these factors can a high-quality magic weapon be made.

Song Fengyu looked at Wang Lu's eyes full of disbelief, and smiled excitedly and proudly: "I understand what junior brother means, the time is just right, take out your magic weapon, and let me show you if there is any possibility of going further. Otherwise, why do you look down on my five fragments?"

Wang Lu's face suddenly turned red after speaking. He was embarrassed and joked: "Yes, you can't miss this opportunity. It will never come back. Junior brother, I only have so much money and I can't afford to spend it. Senior brother, you have to tailor my clothes carefully." That’s it.”

Before he finished speaking, seven green dots flew around him happily. Wang Lu laughed "Haha", waved his hand, and the six-star arched moon blade stopped, suspended in the air, emitting seven blurred green balls, which was very beautiful.

"Huh!"

Song Fengyu saw the six-star arched moon blade, exclaimed, subconsciously stood up, stared at it intently, and instantly fell into deep thinking and high-speed deduction, so focused.

This time it was Wang Lu's turn not to disturb him.

Put down the storage bag containing five fragments, walk out of the cave, and once again set up a defense array for the female cultivator whose soul was crushed by the three-eyed demon wolf, slap a body-breaking talisman and a divine earth escape talisman on himself, and soon sank into the ground.

Covered by a muddy yellow halo, Wang Lu sat cross-legged, took out a pill, and meditated to recover.

This sea area is at most 60,000 to 70,000 miles away from the South China Sea land, and perhaps there will be cultivators coming.

In order to prevent being disturbed by others, at such a critical moment, Song Fengyu must be protected so that no water can get in and no water can leak out.