Ling tripod

Ling Hongwei felt warm in his heart. He knew that his father was very protective of his shortcomings. Once, Ling Hongwei had a leg broken in a duel with the closed disciple of Xuanming Monk, who was in charge of the Xianfo Temple. As a result, Master Yi Ling went straight to the Xianfo Temple and said nothing. He had to break one of the legs of the eldest disciple of monk Xuanming, otherwise Lanshan Temple would break with the Xianfo Temple. As a result, the legs of the eldest disciple of Xuanming were broken by Yiling. Yiling left a billion spiritual stones, and that was it. thing.

Xuan Ming also turned his back at that time, but when he thought about the possibility that this lunatic Yiling could cause a war between Lanshan Temple and Xianfo Temple. Although Xianfo Temple was not afraid of Lanshan Temple, there was a Bodhi Temple in the middle that was eyeing him. Xuanming weighed it and settled the matter. Since then, the story of Yiling and his protection has spread in the world of immortal cultivation in Liangzhou.

"Hey, don't mention it, old man. You don't even think about how an ordinary person can hurt me!"

Ling Hongwei sighed.

"Grandma, you're a bitch. Which Nascent Soul ghost dared to touch you? Tell dad that I pulled out his skin!"

At this time, Yiling was really angry. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, if you don't cultivate honestly and practice quietly, if you bully my son, isn't this an early death?

Yiling didn't think about the person who abused his son at the Golden Core stage at all. Ling Hongwei had nine infant calamities with his own strength, and he also had the best magic weapon that he personally blessed with. He could basically sweep through the Nascent Soul stage and below. Well, even if there are two little guys who can compete with it, namely Xianfo Temple and Bodhi Temple, it is absolutely impossible to beat them like this.

"Hey, if I were a Nascent Soul cultivator, I wouldn't be so depressed. I was tortured by a Golden Core cultivator, and I was still completely tortured!"

The more Ling Hongwei thought about it, the more he held his breath and sighed.

"What?"

Yiling must admit that he was shocked at this time. He said with a look of disbelief: "You boy, there is no tiger, your father and I. There are some famous cultivators in Liangzhou's Jindan period, your father, who I can't name." , who among them is your opponent?”

"Old man, you are really good at predicting things. This kid is from Xiazhou!"

Ling Hongwei almost cried when he said this. It was too embarrassing to be tortured like this by a cultivator from Xiazhou who had just reached the Golden Elixir Perfection.

Yiling's face changed color and he said solemnly: "Xiazhou, tell me the whole story in detail!"

"Hey, today I took those rags that you blessed me with and went to Yuansuifang Market at the foot of Lingyin Temple. It happened that there was an old beggar there who was also buying magic weapons. Those idiots were very easy to fool. Originally, things were going well. Everything went smoothly, but I didn’t expect..."

Ling Hongwei told the whole story of the matter. Of course, he briefly mentioned the old beggar's story, which only highlighted Chu Yan's abnormality.

Ling Hongwei sold fake goods not once or twice. Every time he would go to different temples in the Seven Great Temples to sell them. First, he would get some rags from his father, and then he would ask his father to bless him with some wishes, and then Just disguise it as a treasure from other temples and sell it.

As for why Ling Hongwei sells fake goods, is it possible that he is the son of Yiling and lacks spiritual stones and treasures? His purpose of selling fake goods is a bit ridiculous, it is to gain insights into Buddhism!

It sounds a little funny, but it is true. There are many types of immortal cultivators, including Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, and Confucian cultivators... No matter what kind of cultivation method, after reaching the ultimate state of Golden Elixir Dzogchen, To gain some understanding of spiritual practice, reaching the stage of Dzogchen cannot be achieved by just accumulating spiritual power.

This is why some people can achieve the Soul-breaking Pill Condensation in one go, while others have to go through several Infant Tribulations before they can succeed. Ling Hongwei has already rushed into the Golden Pill nine times, but all failed. He is now in the Nascent Soul stage. The ultimate state below, nine infant tribulations, if he fails next time, he will die on the spot, so he has been comprehending Buddhism and looking for opportunities for breakthrough.

But how could such a thing be so easy? He had made no progress in understanding it for a long time. Once, because Yiling mentioned that there were too many broken treasures in stock, he thought about going out to deceive people, but he didn't want to get involved in the process of selling fakes. His understanding of Buddhism has actually deepened, and his understanding of what it means to have no desires and desires, and how everything is empty has become more and more thorough!

So Ling Hongwei started selling fake goods everywhere. Yiling was originally very opposed to it, but when he saw that his son really had hope of a breakthrough, he no longer stopped him. As for why Ling Hongwei dared to report his real name outside, that was because Apart from Yiling, the only one who knew his name was Ling Hongwei was himself. On weekdays, Ling Hongwei was the close disciple of Master Yiling, Master Huiwei at Lanshan Temple!

"Old man, that's it. That boy is really a monster. That martial idiot from the Immortal Buddha Temple and that sissy from the Bodhi Temple are many times more powerful!"

The weather was relatively hot, so Ling Hongwei simply pulled the wig off his head and wiped the sweat from his face with his bald head.

"You're from Xiazhou? Just by completing the golden elixir stage, I can completely torture you for nine infant tribulations, and you can also transform into a giant white bone palm. Is this...could it be..."

Yiling's expression kept changing, and finally it suddenly changed into one of extreme shock.

"Old man, who is this guy? Do you know him?"

Seeing Yiling's look, Ling Hongwei knew there must be some reason and asked immediately.

"By the way, it must be, this boy must be that person's disciple!"

The look of shock on Yiling's face faded, and he said with a look of fear.

"That person's disciple? Old man, don't say half of what you said. Who is that person?"

Ling Hongwei was anxious and asked.

Yiling said cautiously: "Weiwei, do you still remember the big event that happened in Liangzhou seven years ago?"

"Seven years ago...I know, old man, this...is really that ruthless person..."

…

Beggar Sect, Neizong.

The disciples of the seventh elder became more and more excited when they looked at the small room that was constantly emitting five-color aura. They knew that their master was proficient in the art of refining five elements. Generally speaking, the emitting of one-color aura meant that the master had refined the weapon. The treasure contains one attribute of the five elements. Could it be that the master is refining this five-color aura that contains five attributes of the five elements at the same time?

This is too outrageous!

These disciples have seen their master refining weapons many times, but they only have three attributes at most. What are they going to do this time? The question is, can anyone unleash the power of the Five Elements Spiritual Treasure, which contains five attributes? A Nascent Soul cultivator with five spiritual roots? What a joke!

In the refining room.

Chu Yan stared at the refining furnace intently!

At this time, the gold, cyan, blue, red, and black liquids in the furnace were each surrounded by a fireball. They were the liquids refined by the Golden Mark Sword, the Green Thunder Sword, the Ice Soul Sword, the Fire Salt Sword, and the Ink Bone Sword. .

The beast heads on both sides of the stove are constantly spitting out flames. It is this flame that maintains the high temperature of the stove!

And Chu Yan held a transparent ball of light in his hand, in which was an illusory soul, which was the remnant soul of Dao Hen!

It had been three hours since the refining began, and Chu Yan was dazzled by the old beggar's refining techniques. There were no less than hundreds of spiritual power symbols in it.

During the refining process of the old beggar, Chu Yan knew that the old beggar was not a body with five spiritual roots. The reason why he could refine treasures that contained five different attributes of the five elements at the same time was because he himself was made of gold, wood, and fire. A cultivator of attribute spiritual roots also possesses Ice Field Jade and Earth Emperor Stone, two treasures that contain water attribute and earth attribute spiritual energy, so he has collected five attribute spiritual powers.

"Sword model!"

The old beggar shouted lowly and fired countless spells in his hand. The three attributes of gold, wood, and fire in his body flew out. At the same time, a blue jade floating on the left and an earthy yellow stone floating on the right released water respectively. Attribute and earth attribute aura.

The spells emitted in this way merged with the five elements' aura and turned into the attribute symbols of the five elements, and together they were driven into the one-meter-thick iron surface in the center of the furnace!

The old beggar kept pointing with his hands, and the spiritual power symbols began to intersect with each other, leaving a groove on them, which looked like a sword!

"enter!"

The old beggar pointed his finger. Among the five fireballs wrapped in liquid, first the fireball wrapped in golden liquid fell into the sword mold, then the cyan liquid, then the blue liquid... In an instant, all five liquids were Entered the sword mold.

"melt!"

In the old beggar's hand, dozens of spells and spiritual power were combined into spiritual power symbols and entered into the sword mold.

I saw those spiritual power symbols constantly stirring, and the five-color liquids began to blend with each other!

After half a stick of incense, the five colors of liquid finally completely merged together and turned into milky white, but exuding five colors of light!

"call!"

The old beggar had a deep cultivation level and was a little tired. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and exhaled. It seemed that the first time he was refining a treasure containing five different five element attributes was going well!

"Senior, I have ninth-grade natural spiritual liquid!"

Chu Yan knew that this was the final quenching process. In this process, the higher the quality of the liquid used for quenching, the higher the level of the final refined treasure. Ninth-grade natural spiritual liquid is very difficult to find in today's world of immortal cultivation. Xun, Chu Yan thinks it should be more suitable for quenching.

At this time, the refining furnace has been shut down, and the flames on it have already converged, and only the milky white liquid under the high temperature is emitting five colors of light.

"Oh? You have a lot of good things, kid. Originally, I was going to take out the treasured eighth-grade natural spiritual fluid, but I didn't expect you to have something better!"

The old beggar took Chu Yan's jade bottle, opened the bottle cap and smelled it. The next moment, he poured the entire bottle of ninth-grade spiritual liquid into the groove of the sword mold without any hesitation.

Suddenly, the mist billowed...