Chapter Seventy-Seven: Piercing the Throat
Choosing a flying sword is actually not complicated, it is to envelop the breath in your own golden pill on these flying swords, after each monk achieves the golden pill, although it contains the breath of the five elements, but there are strong and some of them, according to the strength and purity of mana, the flying sword floating in the air can have different performances.
The flying sword that matches the attributes of the monk will emit brilliance, and the higher the purity of the mana, the more brilliance will be, and similarly, the higher the material of the flying sword, the amount of mana it can contain and the speed at which it transmits mana will also be different.
Zhu Tianpeng's golden pill aura instantly filled the hall, and the flying swords emitted different lights, Zhu Tianpeng quickly understood the situation of many flying swords, and he could choose these flying swords at will.
Perception swept over them, carefully selected, the five elements in Zhu Tianpeng's golden pill were much more than ordinary people, and it also contained seven other different attributes, and soon some high-grade flying swords flew over and rotated around him.
These high-grade flying swords, which were once born and died with their original masters, tasted blood, and after the death of their masters, they were reclaimed to the sect.
Because of their spirituality, these flying swords can not only repair themselves, but even the most advanced ones can continue to evolve, they will also choose their own masters, the higher the strength of the master, the greater the growth potential, the more popular these high-level flying swords.
The Treasure Pavilion is often crowded with people on weekdays, especially in the past few days, the monks who selected magic weapons almost broke through the threshold here, but at this time, they had already gone to prepare for others, and there was only Zhu Tianpeng here.
Because of this, Zhu Tianpeng was surrounded by many high-level flying swords and no one else saw it, otherwise, it would inevitably cause another sensation.
It is very difficult to attract those high-level flying swords and make them take the initiative to recognize their masters, and if they appear once in a while, they can make the sect talk up and down for a long time.
And now there are dozens of flying swords flying around Zhu Tianpeng, all of them are vying to let him be the master, if the other disciples know, their jaws may all be shocked to the surface of their feet.
These flying swords were cheerful and happy, all of them exuded a sense of closeness, looking at these high-grade flying swords of excellent quality, Zhu Tianpeng was a little difficult to choose for a while.
Suddenly, he saw a long black sword shaking in the corner of the wall in the distance, as if it wanted to fly, but it couldn't.
Seeing that this flying sword was so stupid, Zhu Tianpeng beckoned him to take him over, injected mana, and immediately found that compared with the surrounding flying swords, this long sword was not only much stronger in material, but also much more complex in internal structure.
What surprised Zhu Tianpeng even more was that there was a thick evil qi in this long sword, and it was precisely because of this that most of the spirituality of this long sword was suppressing this evil qi, so he couldn't fly to his side.
"It's you!" Zhu Tianpeng withdrew the breath in the golden pill, and the flying sword around him was a little reluctant, but he still flew back.
It didn't take much time to refine this flying sword, holding it in his hand, mana was injected, and the entire black long sword vibrated slightly.
Losing the suppression of the flying sword's spirituality, the evil qi contained in the sword body instantly devoured Zhu Tianpeng, but he easily took it, Zhu Tianpeng was a double cultivator, and there was earthy magic power in his body, this evil qi could not affect him at all, On the contrary, it could also increase the power of this sword.
After entering the Jindan realm, you can put the magic weapon into the Jindan.
Looking at the black flying sword in the golden pill, the golden curved bow and the nine golden arrows, Zhu Tianpeng was happy in his heart.
Then I came to the warehouse where the inner armor of the magic weapon was stored, but there was no surprise in choosing the inner armor, and I chose a set of inner armor of the magic weapon with a suitable style, and after refining, it was also included in the golden pill.
Seeing that Li Muzhi had not yet returned, Zhu Tianpeng began to wander around in the Treasure Pavilion, the Treasure Pavilion has a total of nine floors, and with his cultivation, he can only wander around on the first floor, even so, admiring the magic weapons with different shapes and functions also opened his eyes.
Turning around, he came to a room where miscellaneous items were piled up, there were also a large number of weapons here, but most of them had been damaged, Zhu Tianpeng turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly found a huge battle axe with a simple appearance.
The axe was so huge that its head was more than half a man's height and its handle was several meters long.
Injecting the earthly magic power into the whole body, Zhu Tianpeng picked up the axe, and after swinging it, he suddenly felt very comfortable, trying to inject the magic power, the battle axe became heavier and heavier, so the battle axe, Zhu Tianpeng believed that when he encountered the horned beast group again, he could kill them without using the Dao method.
He looked at the battle axe carefully, it didn't have a magic circle inside, but it was extremely hard, it looked like a mortal thing, but it made him feel a little extraordinary.
Li Muzhi had already come behind him, and when he saw this, he smiled and said:
"Senior brother, it seems that you still prefer the axe, if you like it, take it, this battle axe is also used by the predecessors, but I don't know why I lost my spirituality, and now I am abandoned here.
I can give you such a broken magic weapon, and only if you are a dual cultivator, you can use it, so it can be regarded as making the best use of it. ”
Zhu Tianpeng hurriedly thanked him, and soon included it in Jindan.
"Senior brother, take out the flying sword and inner armor you have refined, and let the senior brother check for you. ”
Zhu Tianpeng nodded, but after seeing that Zhu Tianpeng chose this black long sword, Li Muzhi's face was a little unpleasant.
"Senior brother, this black long sword is called Piercing Throat, it is a superb magic weapon, and it can rank among the top three in this hall, which is an excellent choice.
However, it was the result of an elder of my Tiger Dragon Sect who killed a wicked man, and it is said that his original master was so cruel that not only did many monks die at his hands, but also sealed his throat with a sword every time he faced the enemy, hence the name.
Although this sword is of extremely high quality, it contains a lot of evil energy, and after using it for a long time, it will be affected by evil energy, and it is very easy to go crazy, so I still advise you to choose a flying sword again. ”
When Zhu Tianpeng heard him say this, he arched his hand and said:
"Thank you Senior Brother for reminding me, but I use this throat to penetrate the throat the most, I am a double cultivator, those evil qi not only can't help me, but can increase the power of this sword.
Brother, don't worry, if you feel unwell, I will tell you. ”
Seeing that he insisted on insisting, Li Muzhi didn't say anything, so he took him to the outside of the Treasure Pavilion.
At the door of the Treasure Pavilion, there was an old man in charge of recording, and he was quite surprised to see that Zhu Tianpeng chose to run through the throat, but he didn't say much, he silently recited the spell, and the throat and the inner armor he chose emitted a red light and integrated it into the door plaque of the Treasure Pavilion, so that the record was finally completed.
At this time, Zhu Tianpeng knew that this was a way to prevent the loss of the magic weapon, and if someone wanted to steal the magic weapon without permission, they would hide it in the inner dan.
As soon as he comes out of the Treasure Pavilion, he will be discovered, this function is similar to the alarm device at the exit of the supermarket, to some extent, this is also a test for Zhu Tianpeng, if he misbehaves, the consequences will be very serious.
Zhu Tianpeng first entered Jindan, and the cultivation methods above Jindan and the advanced swordsmanship can be said to be ignorant, and now the military situation is urgent, and the departure is imminent, Li Muzhi had to teach it overnight and let him practice diligently on the way.
Early the next morning, the distant sound of beast horns sounded in the sect, and Zhu Tianpeng followed Li Muzhi to the front of the mountain gate, at this time, a large number of monks gathered in front of the mountain gate, and the sea of people was endless.
Zhu Tianpeng crudely estimated that there were at least 100,000 people, although most of them were monks who built the foundation realm, but such a scale also surprised him.
There was no impassioned mobilization, and there was no such ornate ceremony, and when everyone arrived, ten huge warships suddenly descended from the sky, these battleships were all jet black, and the smallest was several times larger than the aircraft carriers Zhu Tianpeng had seen.
The battleship was surrounded by golden cannons, and the muzzles of the guns were carved into the shape of dragon heads and various monsters, which looked extremely hideous.
The crowd quickly boarded the ship, and the huge battleship slowly rose.
Zhu Tianpeng looked at the Tiger Dragon Sect, only to see that the sect's great array was opened, and the entire mountain peak was hidden, even in his perception, it was nothing.
When I came here, I could only silently accept things that I couldn't understand.
Li Muzhi was very busy, he led a team of 1,000 people, and there were more than ten Jindan monks in the team.
In this team of 1,000 people, everyone wears a special token, and even Zhu Tianpeng is also stuffed with one.
The battleship was divided into several layers, and each team was training and cooperating intensively.
Thousands of people worked together, silently reciting mantras, and soon formed a huge gold-armored warrior, whose head and limbs were led and commanded by a Jindan monk, and the rest of the Jindan monks were supplemented and replaced at any time.
Zhu Tianpeng had a strong sense of perception and quickly learned to cooperate, and he followed Li Muzhi in the head of the golden-armored warrior, constantly rehearsing.
The battleship moved forward at incredible speed, and after eight days, it finally joined an even larger team.
Moving on, the team is constantly expanding, and the sky seems to be endless.
"This is the White Tiger Legion, one of the four legions of my cultivator camp, and the other three legions are also rapidly assembling. ”
Li Muzhi looked around and explained to Zhu Tianpeng.
"Senior brother, are the other camps as large and neat as ours?"
Li Muzhi smiled:
"Senior brother, if we compare with them in terms of scale alone, we are like tigers and leopards, and they are dragons, but if we compare them in terms of strength, then we are only stronger than them. ”
Seeing Zhu Tianpeng nodding, Li Muzhi asked again:
"The cultivation methods and swordsmanship I taught you need to be practiced more, you are new to the battlefield, and it is a little too cruel to let you join us, so you don't ask for merit in this battle, but ask for your life.
The battlefield will be more brutal than you can imagine, so be prepared not to be distracted by it. ”
"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely not let my senior brother down. ”
Li Muzhi looked into the distance again, there were some things he didn't say, if he let this junior brother who had just arrived in this realm know that he and others were just forward cannon fodder troops, he didn't know if this junior brother still had the confidence to fight.