Chapter 324: Divine Weapon 23, Preparation

Chapter 324: Divine Weapon 23, Preparation

Chapter 324: Two or Three Things about the Divine Weapons, Preparation
"too difficult……"

Inside the Divine Weapon Hall, on a barren hill, Xin Wenhua was lying on the grass with his arms and legs spread out, surrounded by all kinds of swords, hammers and armor.

"Which one is the magic weapon?"

After a while, Xin Wenhua turned over and sat up. Looking at the swords and weapons all over the ground, he felt a little numb. He wanted to try to chop them back, but thinking about the consequences of breaking the rules, he held back.

"Do you believe it now?"

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Who?"

Xin Wenhua was startled and when he turned around, he saw the old monk walking under the moon, his long eyebrows fluttering in the wind.

"Greetings to the Taoist master."

Xin Wenhua looked embarrassed, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and annoyed in his heart. This old monk must have come a long time ago.

At such an old age, he still plays the voyeur game...

Long Yingchan raised his hand and grabbed slowly. Dozens or even hundreds of weapons and armors on the grass flew up without wind. With a wave of his hand, they flew in all directions.
"How does it feel to have something that others have but I don't?"

Hearing this, Xin Wenhua's heart tightened, and he bowed hurriedly: "My disciple was unable to cultivate, and he felt jealous. After returning to the mountain, he copied the Taoist scriptures a thousand times..."

"The Buddhist scriptures say that if you seek fame and fortune for yourself, you do not want others to have them. If you feel hatred towards others who have them, this is called jealousy. To eliminate jealousy, you must understand cause and effect and break your ego."

Long Yingchan walked slowly and glanced at Xin Wenhua who looked a little nervous:
"What do you think?"

"I deeply agree with this."

Xin Wenhua felt a little ashamed.

"Duplicity."

Long Yingchan shook his head: "Flesh and blood bodies, eating grains and cereals give rise to all kinds of distracting thoughts. This is human nature. Understanding cause and effect and cutting off ego attachment is the solution provided by Buddhas and Bodhisattvas."

"what?"

Xin Wenhua was startled and looked up.

"For ordinary people like us, there is another way to eliminate jealousy, and it is simpler."

Long Yingchan smiled slightly, turned around and walked away:

"Envy arises when others have what I don't have. So, as long as you have what you have, envy will disappear."

"Thank you, Taoist Master!"

Xin Wenhua reacted quickly, was overjoyed, and quickly followed.

Under the moonlight, Long Yingchan led Xin Wenhua slowly and soon came to a deep valley, where a remnant of a soldier was stuck on a lying cow rock in the valley.

"Remnant soldiers..."

Xin Wenhua suddenly felt disappointed.

"A divine weapon has a spirit, and it cannot recognize its master without fate. What is fate? This 'Soul-Breaking Sword' has been exposed to wind and rain in this valley for six hundred years since the death of the previous sword master. It is also fate that you took it away today."

Outside the valley, Long Yingchan glanced at him and just said something, but did not make a decision for him.

"This……"

Xin Wenhua frowned:
"This is so broken, can it be repaired?"

"If you can't, then naturally you have no chance."

Seeing that his mind was relaxed, Long Yingchan already knew what he would choose. He smiled faintly and turned away:

"Take the sword and go find your master. Tell him that I want to go down the mountain for a walk and invite him to come with me..."

"Disciple accepts the order!"

Xin Wenhua sighed inwardly, bowed, and walked into the valley.

"Master, please invite the four great craftsmen, maybe they can find a way to repair it?"

Before he even got the sword, he had already thought far into the future. At the very least, there was still Li Yuan, a quasi-master craftsman in his early twenties who might become a master craftsman one day.

Before the wind could blow away the sound, Long Yingchan had already floated away, but he did not go down the mountain, but went to another place in the forest.

As a grandmaster, he prefers disciples with outstanding talents and intelligence, but as the master of a sect, he naturally will not favor one over another among his disciples.

Just as he had advised Xin Wenhua, he met Lin Fangzhui, Shan Hong and Wang Lue in succession, gave them choices in the same way, and asked them to find their own masters later.

"Choice, fate."

Looking up at the dark clouds floating by and the darkening sky, Long Yingchan shook his sleeves and floated away.

……

With the top-grade magic weapon in hand, Li Yuan's steps seemed lighter. On the way back, he was in a very good mood.

Back in the small temple, Long Xixiang took the Mirage Dragon Whip in his hand and played with it for a few times. This top-grade magic weapon seemed dull in his hand:
"The Mirage Dragon Belt, this whip, I have some impression of it."

"Do you remember?"

Li Yuan immediately became interested. This was something that the old dragon head, who suffered from severe amnesia, could remember.

"Well, I should have seen it in the ancestors' daily notes."

Long Xixiang thought for a moment before saying, "I remember that the main material of this whip should be a dragon's slough. According to the ancestor, this dragon's slough fell from the sky..."

There is a clue. Li Yuan glanced at the Mirage Dragon Whip. The information in the red light can confirm what Long Xixiang said.

"Many of the famous magic weapons in the martial arts world are said to have fallen from the sky. Some even say that the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Weapon also fell from the sky."

Long Xixiang would pause and think after every sentence he spoke, and it seemed that his memories of his early years were very vague.

Li Yuan was already accustomed to his speaking style, and while he was thinking, he took the time to make a pot of tea and brought some fruits and snacks, and the master and disciple ate while they talked.

"It's hard to tell whether it's true or not, but the ancestors' daily notes should not be false. But how could so many things fall from the sky if there are no mountains, rivers, forests or peaks?"

Long Xixiang talked to himself.

Not always.

Li Yuan looked up at the gloomy sky and muttered to himself. He still remembered what Wang Wenyuan mentioned before, the spirit turtle that fell from the sky and carried the palace.

If a living turtle can fall down, it is not worth making a fuss about a half-dead mirage dragon falling down.

"What the ancestor left behind shouldn't be fake, right?"

Long Xixiang rubbed his temples. He hated his own forgetfulness.

"The records left by the ancestors are naturally true."

Li Yuan felt that he had some talent in supporting the main role, and his main task was to prevent the old leader's words from falling to the ground.

This is also a little trick to coax old men.

"It is said in the diary that when this mirage dragon's molt fell, it caused a commotion of some magnitude. Later, the leader of the Changhong Sword Sect found it and found a divine craftsman to forge it into a divine weapon."

"This whip comes from the Changhong Sword Sect?"

Li Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he felt that he might have underestimated the feud between Longhu Temple and Changhong Sword Sect.

The value of a top-grade magic weapon is so high. The old dragon head's ancient elephant spirit dragon demon-subduing pestle is only of the eighth level.

"This is the prize that our ancestor won during the martial arts performance. It's been over a thousand years, so what could possibly be the source of the dispute?"

After glaring at Li Yuan, Long Xixiang shook his head inwardly.

This disciple of his is extremely talented, filial and gentle. His only flaw is that he is too timid, which is somewhat unlike himself.

Li Yuan coughed lightly: "And then?"

"Top-grade divine weapons are rare in the world. For more than a thousand years, many ancestors have tried to wield this whip, but all have failed. But you..."

Long Xixiang frowned slightly, somewhat surprised and suspicious.

He naturally knew that the divine soldiers favored young people with extraordinary talents, but Li Yuan was a little too favored. He almost wanted to go into the mountain to take a look.

"Maybe it's fate?"

Li Yuan was also "guessing". In fact, it was the first time for him to see so many ownerless magical weapons.

Before, I didn't know I was so popular in the magic weapon circle. 'Except for the Black Whale Hammer.'

Li Yuan added this silently in his heart, but then he thought, he had left the hammer spirit alone for so long, so he should be able to try to tame it, right?

“…I think so.”

Long Xixiang had no intention of getting to the bottom of the matter. After all, the one who took the top-grade magic weapon was his own disciple.

"Unfortunately, I can only take one bite."

"How many more do you want?"

Long Xixiang glared at him. That was a top-grade divine weapon. If Nie Xianshan knew about it, the old Taoist would probably beat his chest and stamp his feet.

"Yeah, by the way, don't show off, especially don't show off in Tiger Mountain."

Long Xixiang gave a warning.

"Disciple, please remember this."

Li Yuan deeply agreed with this. In fact, if one did not have to register when entering and leaving the Divine Weapon Hall, and if the divine weapons did not make a lot of noise when recognizing their masters, he would have wanted to bring the whip back quietly.

Instead of making it known to everyone.

This made him feel like he had accidentally revealed a hole card while playing cards, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Fortunately, I still have the Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer, but I have to keep this trump card well hidden..."

Li Yuan's mind was distracted.

He felt that he was acting prudently. Perhaps someone suspected that he was Li Yuanba, the master of the Black Whale Hammer, but if he didn't reveal the truth, then it would only be suspicion.

"okay."

Long Xixiang still felt confident in Li Yuan, so he took out a booklet from his sleeve, threw it to him, and ordered him to leave:
"Go out. If you have any questions, come back and ask me."

"Yes."

Li Yuan took the booklet and took a glance at it. There were five big characters on it: "Two or Three Things About the Divine Weapon".

“And it smells like ink.”

Li Yuan bowed and closed the temple door.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the wind in the mountains had become much stronger, mixed with a slightly moist air, and it was obvious that a storm was coming.

"I have to go get ready."

Stuffing the booklet into his arms, Li Yuan returned to his yard. The little mouse was curled up in the corner, and the little tiger was still playing outside.

"Huh, it's so much heavier?"

Li Yuan picked up the little mouse and was startled.

He was too busy during this period and had no time to pet the mouse. When he weighed it, he found that the little guy had not changed in size, but had gained at least three times more weight.

"What good things did you steal in the mountains?"

Stroking the soft fur of the little mouse, Li Yuan suddenly felt that the slight anxiety in his heart had calmed down. Is this the meaning of keeping a pet?

The little mouse was very well behaved and very close to Li Yuan. This was mainly because the latter had seldom used it to test medicine in the past two years and would leave some elixirs for it every now and then.

"Go."

Leaving a bone-strengthening pill for the little guy, Li Yuan returned to the house and first counted the harvest, mainly the Mirage Dragon Whip.

It must be said that he had gone there with high expectations, but the Mirage Dragon Whip still gave him a great surprise.

This was the first top-grade magic weapon he had ever acquired, and it was also the best among its peers, capable of both attack and defense, and of both long-range and short-range attacks.

Moreover, the control effect is also top-notch.

Leaving aside the two ninth-level ones, the 'mirage dragon shape' alone was enough to make him overjoyed.

"Mortal form thirteen is a Jiaolong, spiritual form thirteen is a Linglong, and a hundred forms is a Mirage Dragon... Could it be that a hundred forms can be changed at once?"

Just thinking about it, Li Yuan felt his heart beating faster and he felt impatient.

"I can meet the requirements of controlling the Mirage Dragon Whip, including the Spirit Dragon Form and the Flood Snake Form. The only thing missing is the Wind and Cloud Form."

Although he was expecting something, Li Yuan suppressed his excitement and took out the booklet written by Long Xixiang.

Two or three things about the magical weapons really only record two or three things.

They are 'nurturing', 'refining', and 'integration of man and soldier'.

"The difference between a famous weapon and a divine weapon lies in its spirituality. A spiritual weapon can carry the true energy and use its spirituality to control it, forming a rough circulation in the weapon's body..."

"The so-called warming and nourishing, as the name suggests, is to continuously infuse the weapon with true Qi to nourish its spirituality and the Qi circulation in the weapon's body."

"To refine the weapon, one must use one's own blood to nourish it, and combine it with one's true qi to make the weapon fit with oneself..."

……

What Long Xixiang wrote was easy to understand, and Li Yuan read a lot of books, so he probably had some knowledge of it, and he understood it at a glance.

"...When you combine your body with your weapon, it will damage your own energy channels and even your internal organs. You should not use it lightly. You should also practice horizontal training to resist the backlash."

After a long time, Li Yuan closed the book. Outside the house, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and thunder was rolling in from afar, exploding among the mountains.

"Master Dao is very lucky."

Gazing at the small temple across the rain, Li Yuan felt very grateful that Old Dragon Head, who was so forgetful, could think of writing such a booklet for him in advance.

"After dealing with this old ghost, use all your strength to draw the sword for the old dragon head!"

After withstanding hundreds of sword strikes in one battle, Master Li Dao's confidence increased greatly. However, at this moment, he certainly could not remove the sword intent of King Zhenwu.

"In half a month at most, or even ten days at the fastest, the Dragon-Tiger Heaven Hammer will be perfect! Will it be enough to collect a hundred forms? If not..."

Li Yuan closed his eyes slightly, and a light flashed in the spiritual place. An ancient scroll slowly unfolded, which was the picture of the black whale that split the sea.

"The Demon-Subduing Dragon God!"

Click!

In the night, electric snakes streaked across the sky.

Li Yuan opened his eyes, closed the window first, and then deftly took out a nightgown that he had prepared years earlier from the military space.

"Master Long is following us, so I can't wear Li Yuanba's outfit anymore. Well, I can change into this outfit. As for the hammer, the six-sided dragon hammer should be enough, right?"

Li Yuan pondered over it carefully. He was a little afraid of Master Long. This old man was really unfathomable.

"It's always better to be safe."

After thinking that there was no problem, Li Yuan closed his eyes slightly.

Control the [Divine Fire Ten Thousand Forging Hammer (Level 6)], [Sinking Mountain Heavy Hammer (Level 5)], and [Divine Fire Spirit Leather Boots (Level 5)] one by one.

Finally, there are the three Thunder Dragon Sky Hammers, and the 'Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer' which almost always occupies a spot.

"The seventh-level weapon-controlling talisman is a little insufficient, but the materials required to advance to the eighth level are too many..."

After a careful inventory, Li Yuan changed into new attire: a gray-black linen shirt, a black cloth face covering, and a bamboo hat.

"Work together!"

After tidying himself up in front of the mirror, Li Yuan thought that there were no flaws, so he picked up the six-sided dragon hammer and quietly went out into the thunderstorm night.

Click!

There were thunder and lightning, and heavy rain seemed to be pouring down on the earth.

The little tiger cub walked out slowly from a bush in the distance. Just as he was about to go back to the house, he saw a black shadow flash through Li Yuan's yard.

'assassin?'

The little tiger's eyes suddenly became cold, and when he was about to catch up, he suddenly noticed something strange.

She quietly retreated back into the bushes, but saw the door of the small temple opposite being pushed open, and three figures walked out one after another and disappeared into the rainy night.

"Um?!"

(End of this chapter)