The Monk

Chapter 293: Dress Up

After walking around the yard for a few steps, he remembered the scene when Master Zhenru was talking to him. He sighed softly, cleaned up briefly, closed the door, and flew north.

The flying speed in the Nascent Soul Stage is much faster than that in the Core Formation Stage, not slower than Feiya. With Zhang Ai spreading his wings, the flying speed is faster. Two days later, he arrived at the boundless grassland and used earth magic to enter the Five Spirits Blessed Land.

As a reminder from the magic circle, Lin Sen and others were waiting in the garden. Seeing Zhang Wenju was very happy. Lin Sen laughed and scolded: "You bastard, why haven't you come back for so long? Where is Yunyi?"

Zhang Ain replied with a smile: "I didn't bring her back." The smile was a bit forced.

Lin Sen saw the clues and asked in a low voice: "Something happened?"

Zhang Awei shook his head and replied: "It's okay, come back and do some exercises."

Having said that, Lin Sen could see something was wrong at a glance, but he didn't ask further questions. He laughed and said, "What kind of treasure did you get again? I just happen to have something good for you to see."

Every time Zhang Wen came back, he would serve wine and tell stories as usual, telling the children about the ups and downs and adventures in the outside world. However, this time he just bowed his head and drank and rarely spoke. Fu'er and the other thirteen fat children pestered him for a few words. , was coaxed into Nitian Cave by Lin Sen. Only Zhang and Lin Sen were left in the garden. Lin Sen said: "If you have any troubles, tell me and I will help you."

Zhang Ain replied: "It's okay." But he knew very well that fighting against the Mangu Jin family on his own would be an exaggeration. Not to mention anything else, just talking about the ten members of the Jia Hall, any one of them is the top master on the mainland, and his strength is estimated to be no worse than the Eighteen Venerables of Shiwan Mountain.

Lin Sen knew that he had a stubborn temper, so he didn't try to persuade him. He raised his glass and said, "Drink. If you encounter trouble in the future, come and stay with me for a few days. There is always a place for you in this big world. Come on, do it."

Zhang was afraid that he would just drink it without clinking it, and then fill it up before drinking again. Tianleishan was wiped out, and he felt depressed for many days. A few glasses of wine gave him a chance to relax briefly.

Of course, the final outcome was that the two of them got drunk together. This was the first time that Zhang was drunk in so many years. He lay on his back and wanted to open his eyes to see the world. Some were too lazy to open them and some couldn't. He felt very dizzy and felt uncomfortable in his stomach. There was something there. Surge upward. Zhang Ai chuckled and said, "It turns out that this is what it feels like to be drunk. It turns out that monks can also get drunk."

When I woke up the next day, I was the only one left in the garden. I got up and went to the stream to wash my face and walked into Nitian Cave. The children's innocence will never grow up, and they always want to play with him. But Zhang was really not in the mood, so he released all the monsters and let the baby lead the monsters to cause a havoc in Nitian Cave. He has quite a lot of monsters, excluding the God-Suppressing Snake, there are more than 40 of them, and there are all kinds of giant silkworms, fire monkeys, crawling and running ones, and their minimum cultivation level is above the middle level of the pill formation stage.

Lin Sen invited him to go down to the Five Spirit Ponds, the familiar five spirit ponds, the extremely rich Five Elements Spiritual Qi, the empty platform, and the pitch-black endless emptiness under the platform. Zhang Ain took out the adult Fushen snake skin, and Lin Sen asked in shock: "Where did it come from? Such a big adult snake skin must be at least tens of thousands of years old?" Thinking of the hundreds of small snakes, he asked in a low voice: "Could it be... ?”

A ten-thousand-year-old treasure is nothing to Lin Sen, but the strength of a monster that has survived for ten thousand years in the outside world is definitely earth-shattering. Zhang Awei nodded and said: "Yes, my uncle from the mountain gate caught me when I was about to lay eggs..." He couldn't help but stop talking. Buddhism pays attention to the cycle of karma and retribution in heaven. Wasn't Tianlei Mountain destroyed because of this big snake? The fruit you sow by catching it, right?

What else did Lin Sen want to ask? The tears on Zhang Aing's chest left the body silently, jumped onto the snake skin and bones, and swam against the snake bones again. Zhang Aing said to the tears: "Sorry for bothering you." How can weapon refining be explained away with just a few words?

But Shen Lei didn't care about this. He swam against the snake bone for a while, got into the spirit bead inside the snake's head, pulled out a hairspring and attached it to the snake scale and snake bone, and then jumped back to Zhang Wen's chest.

Lin Sen asked: "Is this?" Zhang Ping said: "She agreed to me using her bones to refine the weapon, and attached a trace of her soul to it. The resulting magic weapon will have her remaining consciousness and will automatically attack or resist."

High-level cultivators have a method of refining weapons, which involves merging living monsters with vessels and refining them together. The finished magic weapon has the advantages of automatically recognizing its owner and being powerful. However, the problem is that no monster is willing to do this voluntarily and is forced to do so. Most of them cannot be refined, and even if they are successful, they still have to use divine control techniques or magic circles to control the monsters. The key to refining is the battle between the souls. Whether the magic weapon is successful or not, and whether it is powerful or not are all related to the soul of the monster being refined. In addition, the refining process is thrilling and consumes precious materials, so few people use this type of magic weapon.

Now the God-Destroying Snake has voluntarily detached its soul to help him refine weapons, especially a powerful God-Destroying Snake with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. It's exciting to think about it.

Lin Sen was overjoyed when he heard this and said hurriedly: "Quickly practice, quickly practice, what other materials do you need? What other materials do you have?"

Zhang Ping took out several boulders he had obtained in the Bone Forest. Lin Sen took one and threw it over the Fire Spirit Pond and burned it. It took him three full days to extract the molten iron. After careful inspection, he sighed: "I thought the gold essence and silver liquid was "Excellent treasure, look at it now, you are really short-sighted. Your hard iron sword and this molten iron are both rare things in the world. Should you refine this magical weapon or should I?"

Zhang Ain thought about it and said, "I'll do it, you can guide me." He wanted to refine the magic weapon containing the soul of the God-Lord Snake into a caring treasure, like ice crystals that we can share life and death with. Lin Sen nodded in agreement.

It took three years to refine the weapon this time. Zhang was afraid of experiencing the feeling of the soul being burned and knew that the pain would be unbearable, so he used a magic circle to protect the snake soul and did not want her to feel pain. But no matter how much he protects him, he will still be roasted. The soul is connected, and every time he refines the weapon, the tears of the gods will beat violently in his chest. Zhang is afraid that he can't bear it, so he bites and presses hard, and sends a trace of the soul into the refined weapon. Guilty, since I can't help you relieve your pain, then I will suffer with you!

He put his soul into the magic weapon and found out that he had perfected the formula for refining the soul! The soul can split and merge at will, and the remaining fear in his heart disappears, and his timidity completely leaves him.

I was overjoyed and thought about it. It should have been made during the birth of the baby in Tianlei Mountain. I didn't notice it at that time and secretly thought that I was careless.

Lin Sen also blamed himself for being careless, refining weapons together every day, and only found out that Zhang was afraid of having a baby a year later, so naturally he started yelling again.

With the help of the God Refining Technique, the pain of the soul being burned can be minimized. Three years later, a silver sword was made. It was ordinary in style and looked ordinary, but Zhang Wen knew that this sword was definitely not ordinary. He could feel the two souls in the sword. Because his mind was connected, he felt that the sword was like his own. fingers are as nimble as ever. When you hook your fingers, the silver sword disappears into your body; when you extend your fingers, the silver sword breaks out of your body. This sword has the Subdued God Snake as its weapon spirit, so it's hard to think of it as ordinary.

In addition to the silver sword, it took another two years to refine the clothes, which were also sent to the soul, and countless high-end materials were used. There are multiple formations embedded in the clothes, which are rich in five spirits. You can control the amount of various spirits at will to change the color and even shape of the clothes. Now the clothes are a purple Taoist robe, with a large Tianlei Mountain mark on the vest.