The Path to Becoming Immortal

"How dare you trouble your seniors! I'm extremely grateful to you for bothering my seniors to repair my weapon."

"If I have to come to my door personally, senior, I'm afraid my master won't let me live well."

While bowing his hands in salute, Ning Ping also became polite.

"Come on, come in first and then talk!" Although the other party is just a junior and has a cold look on his face.

But today's words don't seem to sound as bad as the rumors say.

However, this may also be because the last time he wanted to get a Heaven-Building Pill, he asked Ling Hongjiu to deliver a message to him, but in the end the Gu family actually took the initiative to deliver one to his door.

This kind of appearance also made Ji Hao feel happy, so much so that both his master and his disciples treated each other differently.

"Look, are you satisfied?" The two of them entered the living room. Ji Hao was a cheerful person and didn't make too many polite remarks. He just threw out a long black knife.

The entire shape of the black gold blood-drinking knife at this moment has not changed, with the same long and narrow blade.

But the original light on the blade was gone now, and the whole body was dark, exuding a coldness.

The blood light that originally hovered on the blade has now disappeared.

However, after taking a closer look, Ning Ping discovered that the blood color did not disappear, but there was a little blood color in the darkness, which was difficult to detect without careful identification.

"This is a kind of spiritual material that I integrated into the collection of my Ji family, and was made by the Iron Spirit of Rongyuan Evil."

Seeing that Ning Ping was watching carefully, Ji Hao also started to explain. He was even more happy when he saw that the other party was focused on him and ignored him.

This proves that the other party should be extremely satisfied, and it is also his pride as a weapon refiner.

"This molten abyss evil iron spirit comes from the depths of the lava pool, and it needs to be in the evil place to be born. It is perfect to be integrated into this sword."

Hearing this, Ning Ping's expression moved slightly, and he grabbed the knife fixed in the air in his hand.

Suddenly, a familiar feeling came from the handle of the knife.

At the same time, there was also an evil aura, and immediately an inexplicable fighting spirit arose in his heart, as well as a trace of bloodthirsty.

Immediately, the scene of the crazy killing in the Forgotten Swamp appeared in Ning Ping's mind.

He also thought of the mass of black ink that was curled up in Tianyan space at this moment, with the intention of killing.

The aura exuding from this knife now has a hint of that smell.

Molten Ink Dark Blood Knife, Mo Knife, this is what you will be called from now on.

With a thought in his mind, Ning Ping gave the magic weapon a new name. At this time, the magic weapon was connected with his mind and started to buzz.

"Senior Ji, thank you so much. I'm very satisfied. How many spiritual stones do I need to pay you?"

Ning Ping flipped his hands and the Moxue Knife disappeared. As for the spiritual stone matter, of course I had to mention it first.

"Haha, there's no rush. Just be satisfied. Come on, let's have a cup of tea first. Don't dislike it. My Ji family are all rough people. They only have some vulgar things."

While speaking, Ji Hao sat down cross-legged and gently pushed out the cup of tea in front of him.

"Thank you, senior. I'll take a sip first."

Ning Ping didn't know what the other party meant. He picked up the tea in front of him. The cup seemed to be full of wide and thick tea leaves. No wonder he called it a vulgar thing.

After taking a sip, the aroma hit your nostrils, but after swallowing, the tea slid into your stomach like a line of fire, and a heat spread throughout your body, and a faint fire aura also emanated.

The fire was spiritual, and it dissipated as quickly as it came, and a sense of pride arose spontaneously in my heart.

"Yeah, good tea. I didn't expect that the tea is as strong as wine." Ning Ping praised with eyes shining.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Little Friend Leng is actually a person who knows tea. This is my Ji family's unique tea, Naruto Tea." Ji Hao was immediately delighted.

"Just kidding, I don't know much about tea ceremony. I just secretly drank a few cups while master was drinking." Ning Ping smiled slightly, picked up the tea cup again and drank.

"Hey, little friend Leng, the word "steal" is really well used. Your master is a famous stingy guy, haha!"

As they talked, the distance between the two people also became much closer, and it seemed that Ji Hao was a happy person this time.

Ning Ping didn't think so, and he didn't know what the purpose of leaving him to talk about.

However, something did come to mind at this time.

"By the way, senior, I have one more thing that I would like to ask." Ning Ping suddenly put down the tea cup in his hand and said respectfully.

"Oh? What's the matter? Just tell me, I still know a little bit about anything related to this weapon refining."

"This is the Wandering Dragon Needle..." As Ning Ping spoke, he took out the Wandering Dragon Needle and placed it gently on the table.

"Oh~ Youlong Needle, this seems to come from the Gu family." Ji Hao is worthy of being an expert in this field, and he explained its origin in one breath.

"Indeed, I would like to ask, this junior, some magic weapons come in sets. Maybe more of these dragon-traveling needles can be refined!"

It turned out that after using it many times, Ning Ping was extremely satisfied with the Dragon Traveling Needle, and he repeatedly performed miraculous feats.

It's just that there is only one in quantity. In the past, the level was low and it was difficult to activate the magic weapon.

Now that I have reached the golden elixir stage, I no longer have this disadvantage, but the advantage of my powerful soul is wasted.

If there are multiple dragon needles like this, it will be more advantageous to deal with multiple enemies.

"A set of magic weapons must have the same origin. If they are not from the same origin, their power will be greatly reduced."

"This Wandering Dragon Needle is made with silver essence as the foundation and the spiritual absorption property of lapis lazuli. If it is made with similar materials, it can be made."

"But these materials are extremely rare. Even if you spend so much effort to find the materials, the spirituality of the refined ones is slightly insufficient, which is a bit of a loss."

"It is best to take a set of magic weapons from the same monster. If you can find some hair from high-level monsters, or thorns, I can help you refine them in the future, and the power is far greater than this Wandering Dragon Needle."

Ji Hao talked about his job and talked about it. He also pointed out the key points one by one, which can be regarded as a lot of knowledge for Ning Ping.

"Oh! Then I would like to thank you first!" Ning Ping was overjoyed after hearing this.

To create a suitable magic weapon, of course, choose the best one. This is a matter of course. There is no suitable material at present, so it is okay to make do with it first.

"Actually, refining weapons is not difficult. I believe that Mr. Leng has a deep understanding of the importance of magic weapons now."

Ji Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly said with a hint of meaning.

"Well, indeed, for cultivators of our generation, having a suitable magic weapon does double our strength."

Ning Ping also completely agreed with this point, but he was a little confused by the first part of the other party's words.

"It is particularly important for a magic weapon that accompanies a cultivator to communicate with the cultivator's mind. I believe that Mr. Leng also agrees with this point."

Ji Hao became serious when he said this, and the next words also made Ning Ping very interested.