Chapter 002: The Treasure of the Town Sect
If you follow the normal procedure and ask the sect for advanced cultivation formulas, even if you can continue to cultivate and become a formal disciple, with the qualifications of the monarch's body, I am afraid it will still be a waste.
After all, this is the path that normal cultivation qualifications or geniuses take.
If the rotten wood is carved like gold and jade, it will only decay more and more.
If he didn't find a new way, his rotten wood could only be buried in the vast sea of people, mediocre.
Therefore, Jun Buqi intends to find a path that suits him.
This may be more difficult for the original owner of this body than to ascend to the sky.
But for Jun Buqi, who was a genius scientist in the previous life, there is a solution to any problem.
"If you want to get rid of mediocrity, you have to take advantage of everything you have. ”
Jun Buqi thought thoughtfully: "And right now, in my body, which I don't have, there is only one thing that can be used. ”
Naturally, it is a god fetus!
"The function of the divine fetus is not only to clone plants like spirit fruits. ”
Jun Buqi's eyes flickered: "You can also clone animals with thoughts!"
For example, he can clone spirit beasts and become his pets and fight for him.
But what Jun Buqi needs most at the moment is to cultivate the exercises and spell moves.
So, he wanted to clone the ...... who had these Living!
This is actually not difficult, as long as you get the genes of some genius disciples of the Golden Armor Sect, such as a hair.
Then clone these genius disciples and let the clones hand over everything they have learned and understood.
In this way, Jun Buqi can directly have the comprehension that a genius disciple can have, instead of those simple mantras that the sect sends ordinary disciples away.
But as soon as he had these thoughts, he simply ignored them.
Because his ambition is much more than that.
After all, he still couldn't surpass those genius disciples.
Either don't, or the best!
In this Golden Armor Sect, who is the person with the best exercises and the strongest techniques?
Go without saying.
Suzerain!
"If you can clone the sect master, won't you be able to get the best inheritance?"
Jun Buqi showed a smile: "Perhaps, I can also let the cloned sect master become my thug!"
Just as he was about to act on it, he seemed to think of something and rejected the idea.
"No, with the status and strength of the sect master, how can a disciple like me come close, let alone extract his genes. ”
Jun Buqi shook his head, but there was not the slightest distress in his heart.
Instead, his eyes moved: "What's more, the sect master doesn't seem to be the best choice." ”
Just now, he learned a secret from the memory of the original owner.
The Golden Armor Sect has a treasure of the Zhen Sect, which is a medicine man refined from the corpse of a dead man.
It is said that even if this medicine man dies, his strength is still extremely strong, and even his strength before his death far exceeds that of the sect master!
This is a secret, but in fact, almost everyone in the Golden Armor Sect has heard of it.
Jun Buqi didn't care if it was a secret or not, what he cared about was the information that "that medicine was stronger than the sect master in his life".
If this is true, then the inheritance of the medicine man must far exceed the inheritance of the sect master.
Since Jun Buqi wants to learn the best, the first choice is naturally the inheritance of the medicine man.
"And the medicine man is a dead man after all, and it is always easier to approach it than to get close to the sect master. ”
He became more and more determined in his thoughts.
Perhaps for others, the medicine man is dead, and the dead cannot speak, let alone pass on the inheritance.
But he only needs to get the medicine man's genes, he can clone a living person, and he can even make it have the thoughts of the medicine man's life!
"By that time ......"
Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Jun Buqi's mouth finally spread completely.
Immediately, he got up and walked out of the hut and walked in a certain direction in his memory.
......
Jin Jia Zong, in which the word Jin Jia refers to puppets.
To put it simply, this is a sect that uses puppetry.
The disciples in the sect will all refine puppets and fight with puppets.
Puppets can not only be refined with gold and stone, iron and wood, but can even be refined into puppets from the bodies of fierce beasts and humans.
It is said that the medicine man is a puppet refined by the sect master with a powerful monk with forbidden arts.
Of course, a miscellaneous disciple like Jun Buqi was naturally not qualified to come into contact with this kind of true sect inheritance.
Although he was very interested in puppetry, what interested him even more was the inheritance of the medicine man.
I knew with my ass that the technique that the medicine man had cultivated before his death was much stronger than this puppet technique!
As the treasure of the Jinjia Sect, the medicine man was placed in an extremely tight place, hidden in the Golden Cave, and guarded by powerful sect elders day and night.
Therefore, it is not a simple matter for Jun Buqi to get close to the medicine man to extract genes.
But he had another way.
Right now, Jun Buqi came to a tiled house and knocked on the door.
"Is Senior Brother Zhang here?"
The door opened, and out came a horse-faced young man with high cheekbones.
The horse-faced young man saw that it was Jun Buqi standing outside, and his face suddenly sank.
"You're not that ...... The handyman boy who guards the Spirit Fruit Forest?"
He raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Buqi, and snorted coldly: "What kind of bear-hearted leopard gall did you eat today, and you dared to come and disturb my rest?"
"I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang to remember me?"
Jun Buqi matched the "inner disciple Zhang Dalong" in his memory with the horse-faced young man in front of him, and then showed a sincere smile.
Zhang Dalong pulled the horse's face into an old man's face and shouted: "Say, what is the matter with me? If you disturb the uncle's dream and can't tell why, see how I clean you up!"
"The little brother does have something to ask Senior Brother Zhang. ”
Jun Buqi pretended to be a hint of fear, and asked quietly, "I heard that Senior Brother Zhang, you can enter and exit the Hidden Gold Cave?"
It turned out that in the memory of the original owner, Zhang Dalong was punished for serving the medicine man for one year because he bullied the miscellaneous servants of the outer door all the year round.
The so-called service is actually to cleanse the body of the medicine person on a regular basis.
Since it is a punishment, it is naturally not a good errand, even if the medicine man is the treasure of the Zhenzong, after all, it is a corpse that has been dead for an unknown number of years.
bathing the dead, of course, is not Zhang Dalong's willingness, let alone being mentioned by outsiders.
Therefore, hearing Jun Buqi's words, Zhang Dalong was immediately furious.
"Why? Even you, a little handyman, dare to make fun of me?"
As he spoke, he strode forward and raised his fist to smash at Jun Buqi.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you misunderstood!"
Jun Buqi hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "How can this be a joke? Senior brother, you can enter the Golden Cave and touch the treasure of our Golden Armor Sect, such a great honor, it's too late for junior brother to envy!"
When Zhang Dalong heard this, he paused.
His horse's face changed a few times, and then a smug look appeared.
"That's true! It seems that I have misunderstood you. ”
Zhang Dalong put away his posture, and was very useful to Jun Buqi's words, and his attitude was much better: "Say, why do you ask me?"
Jun Buqi took a step forward, lowered his voice a few points, and said, "Junior brother dreams of taking a look at the treasure of our Golden Armor Sect, I wonder if Senior Brother Zhang can bring his junior brother next time he enters the Hidden Gold Cave?"
"Fart! The Hidden Golden Cave is an important place in the sect, how can a person like you step into half a step!"
Zhang Dalong scolded angrily, patted his clothes again, and said proudly: "Only a disciple like me, who is valued by the sect, can make an exception to enter it." ”
Seeing that this person was so shameless, Jun Buqi quietly sneered in his heart.
In fact, he didn't really expect to be able to enter the Golden Cave, but he pretended to be disappointed on his face.
"Senior brother is right, but I am delusional. ”
Jun Buqi deliberately sighed lightly, and then said his purpose: "Can the senior brother bring out a hair of the treasure of the Zhenzong for the younger brother, even if I can't see it, I can keep a thought." ”
"It's still a fart! It's even more impossible to ......."
Zhang Dalong scolded again, but then spoke.
Because he saw it, Jun Buqi took out three spirit fruits from his arms and handed them to him.
"Senior brother, can you help me?"
Jun Buqi looked sincere: "These spirit fruits were saved by my junior brother, so I should be filial piety to my senior brother." ”
Zhang Dalong's eyes instantly fixed on the spirit fruit, and he looked at Jun Buqi in surprise.
"You kid hid deep enough, it seems that I used to charge you less protection money......"
As Zhang Dalong said, in the past, Jun Bu was the original owner of the body, and he was often oppressed by him, and he had to hand over a spirit fruit every three months as a protection fee.
Zhang Dalong was punished because this kind of behavior was too unscrupulous.
But at the moment, after all, Jun Buqi still needs the other party to get the medicine man's genes for him, so he can only put aside the humiliation of the original owner, and smile on his face when nothing has happened.
Take the hands short.
Zhang Dalong took the spirit fruit of Jun Buqi, looked at the smile in front of him, and it was not easy to be embarrassed again.
He put away the spirit fruit and said to Jun Buqi: "Boy, it's not that I don't help you, it's because the medicine man doesn't have any hair at all, let alone one, you can't take half of it!"
Seeing that he didn't look like a lie, Jun Buqi frowned, and said, "What about the nails?"
If you get the nails of the medicine man, you can still extract the genes for cloning.
"Yes, and as many as you want!"
Zhang Dalong pursed his lips and said, "Every time I cut the nails of that medicine man, I go again every three days, and the nails can grow longer than my arms!"
Jun Buqi's eyes lit up.
But before he could speak, Zhang Dalong continued: "However, it's not easy to bring things out of the Golden Cave, just with three spirit fruits, it's not worth my risk!"
"Senior Brother Zhang, what should I do to be willing to do this for my little brother?"
Jun Buqi had long expected that the other party was not satisfied, and asked tentatively.
"The spirit fruit is no longer of much use to a cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm like me, so I need to take it to the alchemy room to refine the Guiyuan Pill that the Ning Yuan Realm needs. ”
Zhang Dalong looked at Jun Buqi with a smile, and opened his mouth: "And refining a Guiyuan Pill requires ten spirit fruits." ”
Lingguo, you don't have a lot of weapons.
Ten of them he could naturally take out, but if he really took out so many spirit fruits easily, he was afraid that the other party would be suspicious and even ask for more.
Therefore, Jun Buqi said with a bitter face: "Ten spirit fruits, isn't Senior Brother Zhang asking for my life?"
He groped in his arms for a long time, and with difficulty took out five spirit fruits, with a reluctant expression.
"There are only the last five left, I have saved most of the year and a total of these eight, if Senior Brother Zhang is still unwilling, then I can only count it......"
Without waiting for Jun Buqi to finish speaking, Zhang Dalong directly snatched the spirit fruit in his hand, his eyes lit up.
"Okay! Eight is eight, for your sincerity, I'll suffer a little loss, help you with this!"
Zhang Dalong was surprised and delighted in his heart, obviously he didn't expect that a small handyman could come up with so many spirit fruits.
You are also full of joy when you achieve your goal.
"Senior Brother Zhang, when will you be able to ......?"
"Tomorrow, if you come early tomorrow morning, you will be able to get what you want!"