Supernatural: I have a small world

"I'm fine, Second Uncle, are you okay!" Zhu Dachang asked.

"Oh, half my life is gone!"

After all, the second uncle was getting old, and he felt his bones go limp after being hit by him.

With Zhu Dachang's support, he stood up, and as soon as he stood up, he felt a gust of wind hit his back.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Sun Cheng suddenly pulled away and swept across!

"Meow..."

With a shrill scream, Hualizi, who wanted to attack again, was swept away by his kick, but after spinning in the air, he landed firmly on the branch.

"Hey! It hurts!"

Zhu Dachang, who was beside him, suddenly took a deep breath.

The second uncle was beside him, just about to ask.

But with the help of the bonfire that was lit just now, he noticed a few holes in the clothes on his chest.

As if thinking of something, his complexion changed slightly, and he quickly tore off Zhu Dachang's clothes for a look, and immediately fumbled around in a hurry.

"Ah Cheng, be careful not to be scratched or bitten by that raccoon. It eats dead human flesh all year round, and a lot of corpse poison has accumulated in its body!"

"I see!"

Sun Cheng also felt that this was not an option, that Hualizi was too flexible.

The average life expectancy of cats is only about ten years, and it is rare to live more than 20 years.

But the legend of this flower raccoon has been handed down for decades just in the mountain village near Shangxiang Town.

Over the past few decades, some skills have been cultivated to some extent, which is really difficult to deal with.

Moreover, this trance forest is still its territory, and it is also familiar with the surrounding terrain.

After thinking about it, Sun Cheng suddenly asked the second uncle, "Second uncle, if I can trap that raccoon for a while, can you get rid of it quickly?"

"Can you trap it?"

The second uncle, who was applying medicine to Zhu Dachang, was taken aback when he heard this.

Sun Cheng didn't answer him, listening keenly.

It made him notice that the flower raccoon kept moving on the nearby branches again, and it seemed that it was about to attack again.

Then one hand stretched into his chest, covered by his clothes.

Sun Cheng took out the newly refined gossip mirror from the inner world.

He walked forward cautiously, while paying attention to catch the voice of the raccoon.

At the same time, Sun Cheng secretly sold a flaw and left the back to that raccoon.

After all, it is a cat demon who has become a spirit for many years. Cats have a lot of wisdom.

Now seeing this flaw, it is hiding on a branch of a big tree in the dark, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Immediately, the body bowed up, and the limbs exerted force suddenly.

Leaping up from the branch, he rushed towards Sun Cheng's back.

"It's just a beast after all!"

Sun Cheng sneered in his heart, aware of the strong wind blowing towards his back.

This time he didn't dodge!

Turning his body abruptly, Sun Cheng squeezed the Jue with his hands, and poured the true energy in his body into the gossip mirror in his hand.

"Five elements rotate, yin and yang reverse, seal!"

On the back of the gossip mirror, the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth runes that symbolize the five elements emit a glimmer of light.

On the front of the gossip mirror, a golden light suddenly shot out from the very smooth polished round mirror in the middle, which fixed the flower raccoon in midair.

"Pfft!"

The flower lizi weighing dozens of kilograms fell to the ground!

At the same time, on the back of the gossip mirror in Sun Cheng's hand, there appeared a ferocious raccoon cat phantom that was constantly struggling.

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Chapter 045 The Puppet Sect Reappears

"The magic weapon?"

Although the second uncle is old, he is a monk after all, and he hasn't reached the point of being old and dim.

As soon as Sun Cheng made a move, he immediately saw that the gossip mirror in his hand was not an ordinary thing, but a magic weapon.

Sun Cheng tightly held the gossip mirror in his hand, continuously inputting true energy into the magic weapon, and controlled it so that the spirit of the flower raccoon would not escape.

His current practice time is still short, and he only has the third level of Qi Transformation.

At this time, it is a little difficult to control this cat demon who has been a demon for decades.

Immediately urged: "Second uncle, hurry up. I can't control it for too long..."

"Hey... um..."

The second uncle also reacted now, and immediately stuffed the ointment in Zhu Dachang's hand: "Apply it yourself, remember to apply more around the wound. Then take another one, the Baicao Dan in that bottle."

After speaking, he endured the soreness from a fall just now, walked aside and quickly took out a few pieces of talisman paper from the bamboo basket Zhu Dachang was carrying.

The gossip mirror in Sun Cheng's hand was constantly trembling.

That was the soul of the cat demon struggling, trying to break free from the seal.

The second uncle took out a piece of talisman paper and came to the body of the cat demon that fell to the ground.

He chanted a mantra in a low voice, and the talisman paper in his hand had a faint yellow light flickering.

"go with!"

With a soft drink, the second uncle pasted the paper talisman on Hualizi's body.

The next moment, the Eight Diagrams Mirror in Sun Cheng's hand began to struggle more violently.

"Okay, I'll temporarily freeze its body, and its spirit won't come back!"

Coming to Sun Cheng's side, the second uncle took out a piece of talisman paper again, and pointed at the gossip mirror that was constantly struggling and trembling in his hand.

The next moment, the talisman paper turned into a yellow light and stuck to the mirror surface of the Bagua mirror.

The spirit of the flower raccoon who had been struggling for a long time suddenly felt as if the pause button had been pressed, and could no longer move.

"Ah Cheng, where did you get this magic weapon?"

Seeing that the overall situation has been settled, the second uncle is not in a hurry to deal with the raccoon.

He looked curiously at the gossip mirror in Sun Cheng's hand, and asked him in surprise.

"I asked a fellow Taoist who is good at refining weapons to help refine it, and it cost 5000 taels!"

"hiss!"

Zhu Dachang took a deep breath, "5000 taels?"

He has grown so big, he has never seen more than 100 taels, let alone 5000 taels.

"Ten taels?"

The second uncle also frowned, the price was indeed a bit high for him.

But he still nodded, and said to Sun Cheng with emotion: "If you can buy a middle-grade spiritual weapon for 5000 taels, you are not at a loss!"

Sun Cheng naturally knew what the second uncle meant!

In Gezaoshan Lingbao School's [True Explanation of the Creation of All Things], the magic weapons are divided according to their quality and power.

It is divided into four levels, which are magic weapon, magic weapon, spirit treasure, and fairy weapon.

The quality of the magic weapon is the lowest, and it can be refined with ordinary fire, and its power is relatively weak.

But in the contemporary era where aura is getting thinner, if a monk can have two or three magic weapons, he is already considered rich.

The quality of the magic weapon is slightly higher, and it can already be regarded as a treasure.

Except for some masters with excellent refining techniques, they can be refined using Fanhuo.

Most monks need to use real fire to refine a magic weapon.

Although it is more troublesome to refine the magic weapon, its power is not the same as that of the magic weapon.

At present, many elders of famous schools may only have one or two magic weapons.

Lingbao, as the name suggests, has been born as a magic weapon with a certain logical thinking ability.

This kind of magic weapon is very powerful, and most of them are the treasures of the famous sects.

As for fairy artifacts, there are not many records about them even in the [True Explanation of the Creation of All Things].

Even the few records, in Sun Cheng's view, are no different from myths and legends.

It can be seen that this kind of powerful magic weapon, which is said to be created by gods, is no longer something ordinary people can expect.

Not to mention the fairy artifacts, in the practice world of Xia Kingdom today, magic artifacts, magic treasures, and spiritual treasures are returned.

According to its quality, refining method, material quality, power, etc., it is further subdivided into four grades.

These four grades, from low to high, are ordinary grade, low grade, middle grade, and top grade.

Fanpin Magical Treasures are mostly disposable magic weapons of such low quality that they can only be used once.

The lower grades are slightly better, but they are also prone to damage.

The middle grade is relatively higher, and the gossip mirror refined by Sun Cheng is a middle grade magic weapon.

Although the quality of middle-grade magic weapons is not high, it can't help that there are fewer people who can refine weapons now.

Not to mention that no one would easily refine weapons for others, so if you can spend money to buy them, it is already earned.

The second uncle naturally understood all the ways in it. In his opinion, although Sun Cheng devoted himself to cultivation, he was also very talented in cultivation.

But limited by his past cognition, the second uncle obviously did not dare to imagine that he could already refine magic weapons by himself.

And after only one month of practice, he was able to refine a medium-grade magic weapon.

Sun Cheng smiled slightly, "Second Uncle, that man is in Fukang County now. If you need it, I can come to the door and ask him to refine a magic weapon for you?"

"I?"

The second uncle was a little moved, but after taking a look at Zhu Dachang, he quickly shook his head and refused.

"No need, my old man hasn't saved any money in his life. It seems that there are only a few days left to live, so why do we need so many treasures!"

While speaking, the voice was unavoidably a little bit somber.

Sun Cheng didn't have much to say about this, after all, the second uncle abided by Maoshan's rules all his life.

If he hadn't had so many scruples, with his cultivation base, his current life would definitely be more comfortable than that real person Qian.

"Second uncle, I'm fine!"

Zhu Dachang quickly applied the medicine, not to mention, the second uncle's medicine was really good.

On Zhu Dachang's chest, where the wound was scratched by Hualizi just now, the dark purple complexion has gradually returned to normal.

The second uncle checked it out, and then directed him to take out more charms and magic weapons from the back basket.

He drew a simple formation on the ground with a spell, then stepped on the seven-star step and held a mahogany sword.

Around the formation, the second uncle kept chanting, circling, and walking around, and at the same time, the spells in his hands were also changing rapidly.

After a long time, Sun Cheng suddenly saw him yell, and suddenly wiped his finger on the mahogany sword in his hand.

The dharma sword quickly became hot and dazzling like a red-hot iron.