The Monk

Chapter 508: Dress Up

Standing with his hands behind his back, he controls fifty-five swords with his soul, and sees the light flowing all over the sky. Each sword dances like a sword, and each sword has the style of a sword. It is relaxed, freehand, beautiful and gorgeous.

With the index finger of his right hand, a Bing flew out automatically from the fifty-five Bing sword, and stopped in front of him. This sword was different from the other fifty-four swords, because this sword was his own.

When refining the sword, Shen Lei selected the sword with the hardest scales and the most perfect fusion of materials, and once again split a trace of the soul into the sword. Zhang Wen also sent a trace of the soul into the sword, and at the same time integrated it with his own essence and blood. After hundreds of years of tempering, it was warmed and When the sword is completed, it not only makes a long cry, but also shines with blood, which is full of evil energy.

This sword was chosen for him by Divine Tears and cannot be given to anyone else.

Lin Sen asked him: "What else do you need to practice?" Zhang Ain shook his head. Several fights with ghost disciples in the Holy Kingdom made him understand the truth. For top masters, no matter how good the magic weapon is, it cannot be better than one's own cultivation. Therefore, Zuo Shi would not hesitate to pass on the Five Elements Sword Formation to himself, and a bunch of top-level ghost disciples would dare to kill people all over the world with only broken swords. But the spells, ice crystals, and Xiaozhu's fire can't do anything to them.

When the enemy is strong enough to a certain extent, attacking magic weapons are really not that important. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it must be able to hit people. Even if the enemy cannot defeat you, he can easily dodge the magic weapon attack, so Zhang Ai only refined one weapon. The attack magic sword, the other two are protective magic weapons, and life-saving is always the most important.

Zhang Ain laid out the things he had refined over the years on the ground and said, "Uncle Lin, you pick first."

Lin Sen chuckled and said, "What do I need these things for?" He picked up some clothes, a shield and a magic sword and put them away.

Zhang Ping called Fu'er a group of fat dolls and asked them each to choose a suit. Fu'er pouted and said unhappily: "If you are not allowed to go out to play, these rags will be useless no matter how good they are." A long time ago, Zhang Wen once made magic weapons for the dolls.

Zhang Ain smiled and said: "I will practice hard and become the best in the world, so I will take you out to play."

"Liar." Fu'er didn't believe him, so he picked up the magic weapon and ran away. The other fat kids imitated Fu'er and picked up their things and left. However, the fourteenth child said thank you before leaving.

Lin Sen asked: "What should I do with that pile of things?" Zhang Ain looked over and saw that there was still a lot of refined molten iron on the Fire Spirit Pond. After hundreds of years of burning in the fire, the quality became better and better, so he said: "Refining some more liquid iron." Stuff?"

Lin Sen didn't care: "Then practice, but drink first."

The pile of molten iron was finally refined into a black fan. The fan surface was made up of one hundred and twenty-eight fan bones stacked in sequence. The fan bones were fine and small, engraved with various patterns, and looked light and beautiful. Lin Sen knew that this fan was terrifying. Each fan bone was a sword. Each sword was forged with a large amount of molten iron, making it strong, hard and sharp.

It took thirty years to refine this fan, plus the time to refine other magic weapons, three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Wen had to hone his character for three hundred years.

Lin Sen brought him a large pile of herbs, pills, spirit wine, spirit meat, and asked, "What else do you need?" Zhang Ai was a little helpless and sighed: "Ship." So he worked hard for a few more days.

Finally, after all the hard work, Zhang Ain put away the cauldron and started practicing again.

There is no sun or moon in the cave. Decades have passed, and the cultivation has become more and more refined, the inner breath has become stronger and thicker, and the Nascent Soul in my mind has also become stronger. However, I cannot advance, so I have to comfort myself that the opportunity has not come yet. .

This situation happened three times, which made him very helpless.

After stopping his work, he hung out in the Nitian Cave for a few days and said goodbye to Lin Sen. Lin Sen said, "Come back more often when you have time. Don't go away without seeing anyone for decades." Zhang Wen said yes and put away the two rats and three dogs. A dog, a wolf, and more than a hundred snakes came out of Nitian Cave, said goodbye and fled away. I originally wanted to take two horses with me, but I thought about giving up and letting three stupid dogs do the work of pulling the cart in the future.

There are so many things to do, so first fly north to the snowfields. A few days later, I arrived at the Snow Mountain Station and flew directly into the inner hall. Everyone was there. They took out the newly refined magic weapon and dressed everyone up. The girls were dissatisfied: "What color are these clothes? They are grey, and there is a shield. They are dark. of."

In order to keep a low profile and cover up others' eyes and ears, Zhang Weijing deliberately made the two protective magic weapons like this, and said with a smile: "As long as it is good, it will be fine." Cheng Xi'er said to the girls: "Isn't there a white robe? If you want to be beautiful, wear white. , be strong and wear gray.”

Each person received a set of magic weapons and distributed pills, spirit wine, and meat. Cheng Xi'er asked him: "Are you still leaving?" Zhang Ping said: "I want to go to Tianlei Mountain to see it." Zhang Tianfang couldn't bear the loneliness the most, and shouted: "I'll go with you."

Zhang Ping refused and said, "We will cultivate until we have a baby first."

There are not only girls on the snow mountain, but also more than 700 disciples of Tianleishan. At this time, Ruiyuan and others don't know that Zhang is afraid of coming back. Zhang Ain changed out of his white robe and gave it to Fang Jian: "Give it to Ruiyuan. He will keep one piece, and he will distribute the other two." He said to Zhang Tianfang, "Give him yours too."

He was responsible for all the equipment of the disciples of Tianlei Mountain. They were all extraordinary, but they were still far behind the magical weapons used by Zhang Weijing and others before, so he transferred the three eliminated clothes to Ruiyuan.

The three of them changed clothes, and Fang Jian went to find Rui Yuan. Zhang was afraid that he would come to talk to Song Yunyi before entering the room. Song Yunyi asked, "When are you leaving?" "Now."

"So urgent?"

"There's a lot to do."

"Well, take good care of yourself."

Zhang Afraid said: "Yes, the same goes for you."

"Let Kitten and Piggy come with you?"

"Need not."

The two talked indifferently, but their feelings were anything but dull. They were in love with each other, and their care and love for each other could be fully reflected in a word and a look. Zhang Wen took a step closer, opened his hands and hugged Song Yunyi hard. Song Yunyi leaned close to her body gently, and then separated after a while. Zhang Wen pushed the door open and walked out. Song Yunyi whispered two words: "Xi'er."

Zhang was afraid to understand, so he turned around and walked towards Cheng Xier's room. The most beautiful girl in the world was sitting at the table, leaning her cheek on one hand and looking towards the door.

Without knocking, he just pushed the door open and walked in. Cheng Xier stood up. Zhang was afraid of entering but did not say anything. He looked at Xier carefully, opened his arms, walked over with a smile and hugged her gently. Cheng Xier's face turned red with embarrassment.

The most confused cultivators in the world are a few of them. They are not really confused, nor are they pretending to be confused. They just want to protect it unchanged and no one wants to point it out.

After hugging for a while, Zhang Awei let go and stepped back: "I'm leaving." Cheng Xi'er gave a gentle greeting and watched Zhang Awei turn around and push the door open to leave.

The next place is Yongan Lake, where you can take ice crystals home to heal your wounds. Anyway, we are flying south, and we will go to Tianlei Mountain on the way.

Going south from the snowfield, passing through the barbarian territory, passing the Song Kingdom, turning southeast into the Yue Kingdom, and returning to Tianlei Mountain.

At this time, Tianlei Mountain presented a decadent and desolate scene. All the rooms were empty, dust and cobwebs were everywhere, and sometimes rats and snakes could be seen.