The Monk

Chapter 56: Dan Condensation

The spell was cast to open the tent barrier, and then the fine fire furnace was taken out, the refining tripod, and the fine fire furnace was ignited. The red flames only gushed out from the furnace mouth. If you were a little further away from the flames, you couldn't feel the heat at all.

The Xuantian Shield that Zhenru gave him was hastily refined, without adding other materials, and only embedded with a layer of protective spells, relying on the hardness of the black iron itself to play a protective role. Now the black iron shield is broken, the spells are all lost, and it has become a piece of waste material. Zhang Pa threw it on the fine fire furnace. As the temperature increased, the iron shield slowly melted and turned into a large drop of black iron liquid. Zhang Pa cast the spell, and the fine fire furnace continued to heat up. The flames became incandescent. The flames could not be seen at the hottest place, and only the air could be faintly felt. The black iron liquid slowly became smaller in the air jumping, and the impurities that were originally few and the black iron liquid destroyed by the spell were gradually evaporated, leaving only a drop of shiny black iron liquid.

He raised the refining cauldron, which became larger and stood in the air above the refined fire furnace. With the high temperature of the furnace, the mouth of the refining cauldron began to shine with flames. Zhang Pa threw the five cymbals into the mouth of the cauldron. He did not dare to refine the formed magic weapon directly like he did with the iron shield. He controlled the lightning and lightning at the mouth of the cauldron, and with the help of the high temperature of the fire, he tried to remove the impurities in the cymbals as much as possible, and then melted them into the shiny black iron liquid. After several hammering, the cymbals were reshaped. It was smaller than before, but brighter and sharper, reflecting the cold light in white.

He turned off the fire in the furnace, put away the five flying cymbals and checked them one by one. Not bad, not only were they stronger than before, but they were also more powerful. Zhang Pa thought about it. If the old man in black clothes had used the current flying cymbals to attack me, I wonder if the protective green shirt could block it.

There were several spells embedded in the flying cymbals, and Zhang Pa did not dare to remove them easily. He used the reinforcement spell to dissolve the black iron liquid as much as possible to maintain the original spells. After trying it for a few times, it felt pretty good, barely a superior item among inferior magic tools.

After some trouble, he wanted to learn the formation very much. If he fully understood the formation, he should be able to separate the spell from the material as a whole, and then restore the original accuracy of the material to the greatest extent possible. The so-called powerful magic tool is because the formation combines the power of the material with the power of the spell. Unfortunately, most cultivators only know some simple primary formations, such as mazes or refining formations, and Zhang Pa also learned some superficial knowledge from Lin Sen, so he didn't know much.

Put away the refining tripod and other items, go out of the tent, put away the tent, set up a forbidden barrier, release the divine consciousness to cover a hundred miles around, release the little snake and the big dog, and practice the refining song with peace of mind. Thinking of what happened a few days ago, I can't help but feel a little scared. At that time, Uncle Zhenkong was by my side. If he wasn't there, wouldn't he have given his life to others? The current priority is to improve my own cultivation as soon as possible.

Time flies, winter goes and spring comes, and it's midsummer again in a blink of an eye. After half a year of hard training and taking dozens of various elixirs, Zhang Pa had a slight breakthrough in refining the divine song. There were many thunders in Tianlei Mountain. Every time there was thunder and lightning, Zhang Pa had to hide and chant, which affected his progress in cultivation. The longer he struggled, the more he missed the Five Spirits Blessed Land. It would be great if he could practice there.

That day, Zhang Pa was lying in the yard teasing a snake and a dog to fight. Hongyuan came to him and conveyed two things. One was that the three-year low-level disciple trial meeting of Tianlei Taoist Temple was about to begin. If Zhang Pa had nothing to do, he could go and see it. The other was that Wushuang Sect was destroyed, and this time it was destroyed in the true sense. Ouyang Dingtian avenged his son and sneaked into Wushuang Mountain Gate alone. He assassinated and attacked the frontal attack. He used all kinds of means. Most of the disciples of Wushuang Sect were killed or injured. Only more than 500 people escaped and entrusted themselves to the seven major sects.

After the seven major sects learned the news, they were very angry. After discussing together, they decided to set up a 35-member assassination team, all of whom were high-level cultivators above the Jindan stage. They crossed the Yuehe River and went south. If they met the disciples of the demon sect, they would kill them.

Most high-level cultivators are devoted to study and practice in seclusion, and are rarely tempted by worldly affairs. Last time, only three high-level cultivators went to avenge Wushuangmen. This time, the seven major sects took advantage of the pressure from the sects and the tragedy of the destruction of Wushuangmen, and each invited five high-level cultivators in the Jindan stage to form an assassination team to go south to destroy the demons. In order to resist Ouyang Dingtian, Tianlei Taoist Temple even invited a top-level cultivator in the Jindan stage to help.

These thirty-five people came and went like the wind, killing and running away. In less than a month, they had already broken the demon sect on the south bank of Yuehe River into pieces. The assassination team never fought, and did not chase the enemy when he fled. If they could kill you instantly, they would kill you, and if they couldn't kill you, they would leave. The angry demon sect cursed the righteous sect for being shameless, and some people even cursed Ouyang Dingtian. If he hadn't destroyed the mountain sect for personal revenge, he wouldn't have angered the righteous sect and implicated the entire demon sect.

Ouyang Dingtian had no choice but to invite the Yuanying masters in the sect to kill the righteous Jindan cultivators. However, the righteous people did not go deep into the area, but only moved along the river. When they learned about the Yuanying master, they immediately retreated to the north. The Yuanying master of Hehuan Sect chased across the Yue River, but could not catch up with the mountain gate. The reason why the seven major sects can become the seven major sects is because each sect has a Yuanying stage cultivator.

No matter how confused the master of Hehuan Sect is, he will not fight alone against many, so he learned the practice of the righteous assassination team and killed the righteous sect members who were alone or weak.

Of course, he would anger the Yuanying master of the righteous path, and then the Yuanying cultivator of the righteous path would come out of the mountain again to chase the demon disciples. The two sides became bigger and bigger, making the low-level cultivators tremble with fear all day long. Finally, the Yuanying master of the demon path proposed that the two sides stop fighting, and set up an area on the north and south banks of the Yue River. Both sides sent people to garrison. In this area, they can kill people at will, and the victory or defeat of both sides will be based on the battle in this area. The only condition is that the Yuanying master cannot participate.

Hongyuan came to him to tell him that the battle area of ​​​​the two sides has been selected, and the Tianlei Taoist Temple is selecting the first batch of monks for rotation. He asked Zhang Pa if he wanted to go?

Zhang Ai shook his head hurriedly and said: "You can take a look at the trial conference, forget about the monks in the round battle." He was a little depressed. Do cultivators like killing people so much? The two chatted for a while, and Hongyuan said that the thirteen monks of Ziguang Pavilion had changed. Uncle Zhenyi had retired, and Uncle Zhenzhong had entered. The herbal medicine he used to make an elixir years ago was successful, but Shinichi had no effect after taking it. He was still practicing during the Qi refining period.

Not long after, Hongyuan left. Zhang was afraid of being isolated in the courtyard and felt a little sad. Thinking of the battle between good and evil, I wonder why everyone is practicing so hard? Is it detachment? Or to become famous? There was an inexplicable feeling of discomfort.

Sighing, the Winged Shield flew into the air, and he released the tooth swords to practice distraction control. After half a year of practice, he finally made some progress and could fully control the eighteen tooth swords to attack. He doesn't care about the power of the attack, he only wants to practice the Divine Comedy, his soul is as solid as the golden elixir, and he will never be afraid of timidity.

Thinking of the gold essence and silver stone that I snatched, I thought that it would be good to use it with the snake skin magic weapon, but no matter how powerful it was, I felt dull and it was difficult to be interested. After playing with the sword for a while, he retreated and returned to the courtyard, looking for wine to get drunk. Lin Sen introduced that there is a kind of wine called Fury, which is one of the strongest kinds of wine. Take out Fury, and then take out a few pieces of dried meat and fish, and get drunk in the sky.

As soon as the wine is taken into the mouth, it is like swallowing a mouthful of fire, beating and burning in the mouth. The hot mouth is full of burning sensation. Zhang Wei grits his teeth and swallows. The flowing fire slides down the esophagus, and the burning sensation leaves the mouth. , flows into the abdomen. For a moment, I couldn't feel anything else in my abdomen. There was nothing but heat and burning.

Zhang was afraid that his skin would turn red all over his body, his eyes would be filled with blood, and he would look up to the sky and roar. The roar would be arrogant and exciting, and could be heard far and wide. The sound got farther and farther away, but it didn't stop. As the angry liquor burned in his belly, it aroused the overwhelming vitality in his body, supporting Zhang Wen to roar with all his strength. The louder the roar, the more comfortable Zhang Ai felt. With his thoughts, his soul split apart, and eighteen Zhang Ai roared together in his body.

Half an hour later, the whistling stopped, and the angry drink in his belly calmed down, turning into spiritual energy and filling the meridians in his body. The coolness soothes the whole body, making people feel refreshed. Manipulate the separation of the soul to reunite, and the eighteen split little golden elixirs in the brain are reunited. After reuniting one by one, the golden elixir keeps spinning, absorbing the soul, spiritual energy, and inner breath.

Zhang was afraid that he might feel something strange, so he checked his inner breath. He found that the inner breath touched the rotating golden elixir and merged directly into it. It began to change and slowly took shape. This is? Zhang was afraid that he couldn't believe it, so he meditated and moved his breath, feeling the spiritual power and inner breath movement in his body. The full spiritual energy that was originally scattered in the limbs and bones now rushes crazily to the golden elixir in the brain. Zhang was afraid that he had done this intentionally and urged the spiritual power throughout his body to rush towards the golden elixir. Two hours later, the rotation of the golden elixir slowed down, and all the absorbed spiritual energy slowly deformed and began to solidify, while the spiritual energy around the body was still pouring in crazily under the urging of Zhang Awei. Finally, the golden elixir stopped rotating. It was twice as big as the previous Yuanshen elixir. It was wrapped in spiritual power and appeared to be tight, solid, heavy and powerful.