Chapter 86: Taking Bamboo

Chapter 86: Taking Bamboo

Chapter 86: Taking Bamboo
"Knock, knock," there was a knock on the door, "Boss, Senior Pei Wan is here."

"Please come in!"

Wei Zhong looked back and saw a female cultivator in a white gown walking in.

He wore a white veil on his face, which not only covered his mouth and nose below his eyes, but also had a veil covering his forehead.

Covered by two white scarves, Wei Zhong couldn't even see the other person's eyes clearly. He could only barely glimpse two points of divine light through the gap in the middle.

There were many people in the cultivation world who dressed strangely. Wei Zhong was only slightly surprised for a moment, then stood up and bowed:
"I've met fellow Taoist!"

Xu Xuan also stood up at the same time and said:
"You two can chat slowly. I will leave now."

Xu Xuan left, leaving the two of them with space to talk.

Wei Zhong sat down with the female cultivator named Pei and poured her a cup of tea. "I wonder how much spiritual silkworm silk Fellow Daoist Pei has?"

A gentle voice sounded: "Don't worry, Brother Wei, why not take a look at the quality of my silk first."

The other person stretched out his right hand and dropped a ball of white jade-colored silk.

What made Wei Zhong a little strange was that the other person was also wearing gloves made of white gauze on his hands.

'What a weirdo.'

Taking the silk from the table, Wei Zhong, after double testing it with his spiritual power and divine consciousness, finally determined that this ball of silk was of mid-grade third grade, barely meeting Wei Zhong's requirements.

"The quality is pretty good, but does Brother Pei have higher-grade spiritual silk, or fourth-grade heavenly silk?"

"Fellow Daoist Wei, you are joking. For a foundation-building cultivator like me, it is already a great achievement to have this third-tier spiritual object. How can we covet a fourth-tier treasure like the Heavenly Silkworm Silk?"

There was visible disappointment on Wei Zhong's face, and then he began to negotiate the price with him.

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After some bargaining, Wei Zhong exchanged two thousand contribution points for four pieces of silk for making colorful golden bamboo umbrellas.

"Can this item be exchanged for spirit stones?" Wei Zhong asked.

The other party hesitated for a moment and said, "I only accept high-quality spirit stones!"

Wei Zhong felt a headache when he heard this. He had just received ten high-grade spirit stones from Tan Tai Lin. Was he going to spend them now?
"I wonder how much the price is?"

The other party raised four fingers: "Four high-grade spirit stones each."

Wei Zhong took out eight of them with a somewhat painful look on his face.

Pei Wan was somewhat surprised to see Wei Zhong take out so many high-quality spirit stones in one breath.

But he quickly put the eight spirit stones into his bag, and then took out two pieces of spirit silk.

The transaction was completed and both parties were very satisfied.

Pei Wan was about to leave, and Wei Zhong said, "I have a great demand for this spiritual silk, but I don't have much money. I wonder if Brother Pei could leave a token of trust so that we can trade again in the future?"

Pei Wan stopped and replied calmly: "If Fellow Daoist Wei needs anything else, please contact Shopkeeper Xu Xuan."

After leaving these words, he opened the door and left.

Wei Zhong sighed slightly in his heart. After all, it was his first transaction and he had not yet gained enough trust from the other party.

The original intention was to leave a token with the other party to facilitate communication with the other party and see if it is possible to obtain higher-grade spiritual silk from them.

Even if there is no fourth-grade Tiancan silk, the third-grade top-quality ones are also excellent.

"What a pity! It's rare to meet a fellow Taoist who has so much spiritual silk in his hands."

Wei Zhong felt regretful for a moment and then went to look for Xu Xuan again:
"Fellow Daoist Xuxuan, I wonder if Yunji Tower sells second-level spiritual silk and second-level lightning-attribute spiritual bamboo?"

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After a moment, Wei Zhong left.

In the spirit boat, Wei Zhong looked at the various second-level spiritual materials in his hand and nodded slightly.

This purchase was naturally made in preparation for practicing the making of the seven-colored golden bamboo umbrella.

[Second-level Equipment Refiner·Proficient (65%)]

Compared with his formation skills which were still at the first level, Wei Zhong's weapon refining skills had successfully entered the second level, and were at a proficient level.

Now he has become proficient in refining ordinary second-level magic swords, and can occasionally refine high-quality ones.

But it is still not enough to reach the degraded version of the third-order seven-color golden bamboo umbrella, so Wei Zhong thought about refining some umbrella-shaped magic weapons to increase his proficiency.

Originally, he had the idea of ​​asking Xu Xuan to refine magical instruments, but the number he had to refine was too large, which seemed a bit daunting.

"It's better to do it yourself. There is still some distance to go before the foundation is perfected. This little time is enough."

Wei Zhong flew towards the secret realm of Dongting.

"I wonder how Ling Ziwei is doing in breaking the formation?"

When Wei Zhong returned to the secret realm, he finally saw that Ling Ziwei had reached the critical moment of breaking the formation.

The light of the formation had become very dim. Wei Zhong used the soul-seeking technique to look at it, and there were only twelve points of light left, flickering and moving continuously.

Ling Ziwei stared closely at the magic circle in front of her, sweat already on her forehead, and she was obviously in trouble.

'I overestimated myself after all. Even if it was just a small part of the fourth-order formation, it was at least a third-order upper-grade formation. Moreover, it was connected to the fourth-order formation as a whole, making it even more difficult to crack.'

After hesitating for a while, a small golden cone appeared in his hand. It was the third-level forbidden-breaking cone that Wei Zhong had left behind.

Seeing Ling Ziwei pause for a moment, Wei Zhong whispered:
"Fairy Ling, you are so brave. I have already obtained the spiritual silk, but I just lack these few golden thunder bamboos."

Ling Ziwei turned around when she heard that and saw Wei Zhong standing outside the formation, looking at her with a smile on his face.

He turned his attention back to the formation and let out a long breath.

The forbidden cone in his hand was activated instantly, hitting one of the twelve nodes. This was the connection between this formation and the overall fourth-level formation.

"Wow!"

A crisp sound like smashing jade was heard, and in the blink of an eye, only eleven of the twelve formation nodes remained.

With the disappearance of this node, the formation lost its stability in an instant, just like a table losing a leg.

"Oh no, this formation is self-destructing?"

Shang Mengchun on the side spoke hurriedly.

"Self-destruction?" Wei Zhong couldn't help but worry when he heard this.

Ling Ziwei was very calm and put a formation plate into the missing node of the formation.

The addition of this array plate was like a temporary patch for the broken array, so that although the array was shaky, it was still maintained between collapse and stability.

Then Ling Ziwei weakened the other eleven formation nodes one by one, and then stabilized the formation again.

This cycle repeats itself, constantly lowering the overall level of the formation.

At this time, even Wei Zhong, an outsider, could see some of the subtlety.

Shang Mengchun beside him was full of praise;

"Miss Ling is indeed a senior third-level formation master. With such attainments in formation, even if we practice formation for a hundred years, we still cannot reach her level."

"Boom!"

The third-level formation that trapped the Golden Thunder Bamboo was finally broken by Ling Ziwei. Wei Zhong and Ling Hua went forward to check it out.

Everyone else around, including Shang Mengchun, left together.

As guests, they had already negotiated their remuneration with the Ling family, so they would not receive any share of the spoils from the formation.

Wei Zhong stepped forward and said to Ling Ziwei:
"Thank you for your hard work, Fairy Ling!"

The opponent has been breaking the formation for more than a month. Not only has his spiritual power been almost exhausted, but his mental energy has also been greatly consumed. Visible fatigue can be seen on his face.

Wei Zhong handed over a pot of spiritual wine, which was Luoyuehong, which had miraculous effects on spiritual consciousness.

"This wine has the effect of warming and nourishing the mind, Fairy Ling might as well give it a try."

The other person took a sip, a look of shock appeared on his face for a moment, and then he pretended nothing had happened and accepted it.

"Let's go and take a look at the spiritual bamboo in the formation," Ling Hua said.

Wei Zhong and Ling Ziwei both nodded.

The three of them stepped into the destroyed formation together. At this time, the formation had just been broken and multi-colored spiritual mist was spreading, obscuring everyone's vision.

When they stepped into the formation, the scene before them shocked them so much that they were almost speechless.

There is not a continuous bamboo forest inside the formation, but a cluster surrounded by bluestone.

The bluestone is arranged in a circle with a diameter of about eight feet.

There are nearly a hundred green and green-yellow spiritual bamboos stuck together inside.

There are bamboos from level one to level three, the only pity is that most of them are level one and level two spiritual bamboos, there are only a dozen or so level three ones, and most of them are of mid to low quality level three.

There are only two third-grade top-quality spiritual bamboos, which are more than seven thousand and eight thousand years old respectively.

Most of the green color on the outside of the spiritual bamboo has faded. If it is left here alone, it will probably take another thousand years for it to leap to the fourth level and become a well-deserved ten thousand year old spiritual object.

The golden lightning in the air passed between the leaves and branches of the bamboo, forming a golden thundercloud above the bamboo bush, which looked dazzling.

Even a Jindan cultivator like Ling Hua was shocked by the scene before him. He had never seen so many spiritual creatures before.

If you calculate its value carefully, it is at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, which is an incredible spiritual resource for any sect.

Wei Zhong also swallowed his saliva. Being a wealthy man, he was the first to get rid of his astonishment.

He reminded: "This golden thunder bamboo gathers the power of thunder and lightning, I'm afraid it's not easy to take it."

The Ling brother and sister then turned their attention to the golden thunderclouds above the spiritual bamboo.

"Brother Wei is absolutely right. The lightning power emitted by this clump of golden thunder bamboo has already reached a balance. If we rashly take the bamboo, we may be attacked by its golden thunder.

Even if I were at the Jindan stage, I wouldn't feel good about it."

Ling Ziwei couldn't help but feel worried when she heard this.

"After finally breaking the formation, can we just watch the spiritual object without getting it?"

"Brother Ling, do you still have that broken seven-colored golden bamboo umbrella?" Wei Zhong asked.

Ling Hua was stunned for a moment, then he took out the broken umbrella and asked, "Brother Wei, what do you want this broken umbrella for?"

Wei Zhong took it, looked at the damaged umbrella and said, "Just try to repair it a little. As a lightning-proof magic weapon, it should weaken the power of lightning."

The brother and sister were a little surprised when they heard this. Ling Ziwei asked curiously, "Could it be that Brother Wei has also made some achievements in refining weapons?"

Wei Zhong nodded gently: "It's just a second-level method. Although I can't practice this third-level treasure umbrella, I can still repair it with some effort.

With the help of the third-level spiritual silk and the second-level superior-quality lightning-attributed spiritual bamboo, I can probably restore this umbrella to the third-level power, so Brother Ling can use it to get the treasure."

The brother and sister could no longer conceal the shock on their faces as they listened to Wei Zhongfeng's calm words.

Ordinary people who have practiced for more than two hundred years and can reach the third level in a skill are considered the best in the same level. However, Wei Zhong is not only a third-level alchemist, but he has also climbed to the second level in refining equipment, which is truly amazing.

If the two knew that it only took Wei Zhong less than ten years to refine equipment to his current level, I wonder what their expressions would be.

Wei Zhong bowed to the two of them:

"It will take about half a month to repair this umbrella. Brother Ling, please take good care of the spiritual bamboo here."

"Then let's wait for news from fellow Daoist Wei."

After Wei Zhong said hello to Ling Ziwei again, he left, left the sect's ruins, found an uninhabited place and stepped into the cave.

Wei Zhong called Jin Mei over, patted her head, and said, "I need your help again."

Ordinary people need fire to make pills and refine weapons. Although Wei Zhong changed to water refining to make pills, he still had to use fire to refine weapons.

For a first-level magic weapon, some small fire-attributed spells are enough.

However, the refining of second-level or even third-level magic tools requires higher-level flames.

In fact, the Dan fire of a Jindan cultivator is a very good choice, but Wei Zhong does not have enough life to maintain his Jindan cultivation, so he has to use other methods.

There are various kinds of spiritual fire in the world, with different grades, but they are all extremely rare.

Wei Zhong had nowhere to find it, so he had to find another way and use the demon fire to refine the weapon.

After hearing what Wei Zhong said, Jin Mei sat cross-legged in front of Wei Zhong, stretched out his right hand, and red flames immediately emerged from his fingertips.

That’s right, this is Jin Mei’s demonic fire.

Poor Jin Mei, as a dignified third-level demon, not only had to work and make wine after being subdued by Wei Zhong, but also had to provide Wei Zhong with the flame needed for refining weapons.

He took out two jars of Yuzhizui and placed them next to Jinmei to replenish her spiritual power.

Then he took out the various spiritual materials he had just bought in Yunji Building...

The red flame rose up, and under Wei Zhong's control, its size could be changed as desired.

This is all thanks to the "True Seal Treasure Secret". The effect of five true seals made it possible for Wei Zhong and Jin Mei to communicate with each other's minds and control their demonic fire flexibly and easily.

If others saw this scene, they would be shocked at the close connection between the man and the beast.

The aqua-blue lightning-attributed spiritual bamboo gradually melted under the scorching flames and turned into a ball of blue spiritual liquid. Wei Zhong then added various spiritual materials to it, and only then was the spiritual liquid that could repair the ribs of the treasure umbrella made...
After more than half a month, the broken umbrella in Wei Zhong's hand gradually recovered.

The green-yellow handle and ribs of the umbrella have all turned dark blue, and the damaged umbrella surface has been filled with third-level spiritual silk by Wei Zhong.

If you don't look closely, it looks like a third-level magic weapon without any signs of damage.

Wei Zhong put away the umbrella with satisfaction and looked at Jin Mei beside him.

After more than ten days of continuous setting fires, Jinmei was already very tired, and even the hair on his body looked dull.

"It seems that next time I refine the weapon, I still need to find a third-level spiritual fire," Wei Zhong said with a sigh, and then took out three jars of second-level Qingluozui and placed them in front of him.

Seeing that there was a reward of spiritual wine, Jin Mei immediately regained his spirits, opened the seal of the wine and started drinking.

"What a drunkard!"

With a light chuckle, Wei Zhong left the cave and returned to the sect's secret area.

When Ling Hua saw Wei Zhong appear, he quickly asked, "Brother Wei, have you managed to repair the treasure umbrella?"

Wei Zhong took out a brand new colorful golden bamboo umbrella: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission!"

Ling Hua took it, opened the umbrella and injected spiritual power into it. Immediately, golden and blue lightning flashed on the ribs and the umbrella surface.

"Okay, it's undoubtedly the third level, and not much different from the complete treasure umbrella before. Brother Wei's weapon refining skills are indeed superb."

Wei Zhong smiled, but his eyes were fixed on the panel.

[Third-level Equipment Refiner - Entry Level (87%)]

What surprised Wei Zhong was that repairing a third-level magic weapon actually raised Wei Zhong's weapon refining skills to the third level.

Although his proficiency level dropped from skilled to entry level, it wouldn't take long for Wei Zhong to improve it again.

When Ling Ziwei saw that Wei Zhong had really repaired the treasure umbrella, her face turned pale:

"Fellow Daoist Wei is truly a role model for our generation of cultivators, but I don't know how many tricks he has hidden."

Wei Zhong coughed twice in embarrassment: "Brother Ling, the night is long and dreams are many, hurry up and get this spiritual bamboo."

"Brother Wei is absolutely right!"

Ling Hua opened his treasure umbrella and approached the bamboo bush step by step. When he was three feet away, a golden lightning fell from the thundercloud and hit Ling Hua directly on the head.

Fortunately, Ling Hua had a treasure umbrella on his head, which filtered out the lightning, so only a tiny bit of it fell on his body.

Wei Zhong nodded gently: "The power of this lightning is still far inferior to the Jindan Heavenly Thunder. The treasure umbrella did not show any signs of damage after being hit by this blow."

As Ling Hua continued to approach the golden thunder bamboo, the lightning above his head became more and more intense.

The distance was three feet. Ling Hua, who had reached the Jindan level, walked for dozens of breaths before he finally stepped on the bluestone on the outside.

Then he took out a third-level magic sword, pushed aside the first- and second-level spiritual bamboos on the periphery, and went straight for the green and yellow third-level golden thunder bamboo in the middle.

"Brother Ling, you only need to take five and pick some second-level spiritual bamboos at the same time." Wei Zhong reminded.

Upon hearing this, Ling Hua used his magic sword to dig out the roots of the spiritual bamboo.

However, even with the sharpness of the third-level magic sword, it was unable to cut it off quickly. Instead, the golden lightning that came along with the magic sword made his body numb.

Ling Hua used his own spiritual power to resist, and at the same time relied on the powerful body of the Jindan, and after spending dozens of breaths he finally dug out five third-order golden thunder bamboos. When he left, he also dug up some green spiritual bamboos.

With the loss of so many golden thunder bamboos in a short period of time, the balance of lightning between the bamboo bushes was instantly broken.

The golden thunderclouds above made crackling sounds, and lightning and thunder spread out to the outside world.

Ling Hua quickly stepped back, looking back with lingering fear at the violent golden lightning behind him.

This kind of power is already close to the first heavenly thunder he encountered when he was forming his elixir.

Moreover, there were constant thunder and lightning. Even if a Jindan was trapped in it, he would probably end up seriously injured.

Fortunately, the spiritual bamboo has been retrieved.

There are five golden thunder bamboos, three of which are lower-grade third-level and two are medium-grade.

Ling Hua handed three of them to Wei Zhong, keeping only one low-quality plant and one medium-quality plant for himself.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Brother Wei, in breaking the formation and taking the treasure this time."

Wei Zhong accepted the spiritual bamboo and took out two balls of spiritual silk in exchange.

Wei Zhong really spent a lot on this treasure hunt, including a third-order forbidden-breaking cone and spiritual materials to repair the colorful golden bamboo umbrella.

Together with the two balls of spiritual silk given, the things paid have already exceeded the value of the three spiritual bamboos.

"Here are the spiritual bamboos. If Brother Wei needs anything, just let me know. I will never say no," Ling Hua said sincerely.

Wei Zhong bowed and replied:

"Then I will have to trouble Brother Ling in the future!"

(End of this chapter)