Chapter 157: Unintentional Epiphany

The speed of the red ticket started

After Zhang Fengyi kindly reminded the two of them, he said goodbye and greeted his friend.

Wei Suo was of course a little grateful for Zhang Fengyi's reminder, but when he saw Zhang Fengyi mention Dong Qingyi, Han Weiwei seemed to be obviously a little unhappy, so as soon as Zhang Fengyi left, Wei Suo couldn't help but ask, "What, do you know this Dong Qingyi?"

"One of my senior sister's suitors, a self-explanatory fellow. Han Weiwei snorted coldly, "I tried every means to get close to my senior sister before, but later I actually came directly to kiss more than once, obviously trying to use power to oppress people." I specially inquired about this guy, it is said that this guy has a very small heart, and he likes to play yīn scheming, and he can't bear xìngzi cultivation, I think most of the time is spent on yīn plotting people and dealing with others, so there is a backer like Dongyao Shengjing, and so far it is only the fourfold cultivation of Zhou Tianjing. Such a person actually wants to beat my senior sister's idea. ”

"I can't bear to cultivate", hearing this, Wei Suo also secretly smiled bitterly.

It is true that retreat cultivation is extremely boring for all monks, and a casual cultivator like him, who has no background, has to rely on his own strength for everything, and he has to practice hard and hard work.

If he had a background like Dong Qingyi, maybe Wei Suo would also become greedy for enjoyment and his cultivation would be much slower.

After all, if you have enough ability, you can visit the various cities of the Tianxuan Continent and find a few gorgeous female cultivators to have a hot spring or something, which is not better than the extremely boring retreat and penance.

"Why don't we go directly to the auction hall and wait?" After smiling bitterly, Wei Suo said this to Han Weiwei, because after all, the purpose of his coming to Seven Star City was only to let him go to the Broken Dragon Cliff with a map that greatly increased the safety factor, and the less trouble he caused, the better.

"Come with me, two distinguished guests. Han Weiwei naturally had no opinion on Wei Suo's proposal, and in front of the yellow light mask outside the gate of Lingbaofang, after the ordinary monks handed over the entrance jade talisman, they all entered on their own, but as soon as they saw the entrance jade talisman in Han Weiwei's hand, the Lingbaofang disciple who was in charge of greeting him immediately saluted very respectfully and led the way for the two of them in front.

It turned out that the Lingtian Pavilion, the venue of the Lingbao Fang's auction, was divided into three floors, the lowest floor was the ordinary seats, and the middle and upper two floors were VIP seats, and Han Weiwei was the entrance jade talisman for the most expensive VIP seats on the upper floor.

For the top VIP seats, this was proposed by Wei Suo.

Because according to Wei Suo's experience, ordinary casual cultivators generally feel that people who do not hesitate to spend a few hundred spirit stones to enter the best VIP seats are either cultivating to an astonishing high-level casual cultivator, or they are characters with deep backgrounds.

This is impossible for many smart-minded casual cultivators to think of, but the vast majority of casual cultivators cherish spirit stones extremely and will not easily waste these hundreds of spirit stones.

Just after walking into the gate under the leadership of the disciples of the Lingbao Fang, Wei Suo felt that his body seemed to be slightly heavy, and the flow of true yuan in his body seemed to be very unsmooth, and it was obvious that the entire area of the Lingbao Fang was a unique prohibition that restricted the monks from casting spells.

As soon as he entered the boxy auction venue Lingtian Pavilion, Wei Suo suddenly had an eye-opening feeling.

I saw that in the middle of the hall, I don't know what kind of magic circle was arranged, there was a jade lotus platform suspended all over the body, and there were steps made of jasper, which were also suspended in the air.

In the hall at the lowest level, there are thousands of white sè spiritual light masks, and once the monks enter the inside, they can no longer be seen from the outside, which ensures the privacy of each monk present to the greatest extent.

The top VIPs set by Wei Suo and Han Weiwei are naturally completely different from the hall below, not only are the soft silver silk grass carpets on the ground, the tables and chairs and furniture are placed with ancient sè fragrance, and the green sè spiritual light shrouded in the windows also has the effect of bringing the scene near the jasper lotus platform closer and magnifying it. Looking out from Wei Suo and Han Weiwei's VIP room, the jasper lotus platform seemed to be right in front of them, obviously in this VIP seat, looking at the auctioned items, it would obviously be more clear than other places.

As for the VIP room on the middle floor, because the outside is also shrouded in a layer of yellow sè aura, Wei Suo doesn't know how the inside is different from the VIP room on the top floor.

Because it was still early, Wei Suosuo xìng picked up the piece of jade that Liu Wu gave him that recorded the "Samadhi Divine Fire" spell and realized it.

What is the grade of this spell now, Wei Suo can't assess. Because according to the record of this technique, the initial cultivation of casting requires the triple cultivation of the Zhou Heavenly Realm.

Because only after reaching the triple cultivation of the Zhou Tian Realm, can he use the true yuan to stimulate the Samadhi True Fire according to the method of this technique, and this technique is very mysterious, after Wei Suo broke through to the triple cultivation of the Zhou Tian Realm, he has already followed the prompts of the old man in the green robe, and began to comprehend this extremely useful fire technique, and prepared some simple refining weapons.

However, at this time, Wei Suo still has a part of the content that is not thorough.

Seeing Wei Suowei frowning slightly and falling into contemplation, Han Weiwei didn't bother him, but also took out a piece of white jade and looked at it seriously.

Half an hour later, when the auction was about to begin, Wei Suo's eyes showed a look of ecstasy.

Maybe it was a relaxed attitude of watching and playing, but instead he entered a state of epiphany, in this short period of time, it turned out to be a hundred ways, and all of a sudden, even the green-robed old man couldn't understand the part of this spell.

What has always confused him and the green-robed old man before is that most of this spell is about how to control the condensed fire shield and fire snake after using the true element to stimulate the true fire of Samadhi, but how to condense into various forms such as fire shield is not mentioned at all.

And at this moment, he completely understood that the part of the content that he had not been able to understand before was the most critical fire control condensation. It turns out that this Samadhi Divine Fire Technique is also very peculiar, all of them use the same method to stimulate the Samadhi True Fire, and then use the Fire Control Condensation Technique to condense various forms.

It turned out that part of the content that he couldn't understand before was equivalent to the general outline of this Samadhi Divine Fire Technique.

Now that this part has been figured out, as long as Wei Suo has time, he can slowly try out this Samadhi Divine Fire Technique, and after he is proficient, he can try to refine the weapon by himself.

And after completely understanding the content of this spell, Wei Suo also thoroughly understood why the old man in the green robe said that if he wanted to refine a high-level magic weapon, he had to cultivate at least two or three levels of the mind realm.

Because it is obvious that the continuous stimulation of the Samadhi Divine Fire will continue to consume a large amount of true yuan, and taking the refining of the flying sword as an example, it is impossible to stop in the process of smelting the sword tire, the true yuan is not enough, as soon as it stops, the sword tire will solidify again, and if you want to smelt and melt, you have to start all over again, and in the process of smelting the sword tire, you also have to arrange the magic circle on the sword tire, which must also be done in the thinking period.

Like the flying sword of the red-shirted monk at the beginning, but the grade is very low, and it can be refined with earth and fire, plus the sword control technique with the thunder sword technique, there is not much magic circle on the sword fetus, so the red-shirted monk can rely on an earth fire furnace to refine his flying sword.

Now Wei Suo has the remains of two flying swords on hand, plus Liu Sancang's big sword mixed with Taiyi jīng gold, plus the piece of Xintian jīng gold that he got from the wind old monster, these materials, as long as his cultivation can reach the threefold or higher level of the Dividing Mind Realm, it is estimated that it will be enough for him to refine a high-grade flying sword.

However, what pleased Wei Suo the most at this moment was that he still had a ball of Qingsuo silver in his hand that he had obtained from the horse-faced monk in the Qingfeng Mausoleum!

The melting point of Qingsuo Silver is not high, with Wei Suo's current cultivation, now that he has fully comprehended the Samadhi Divine Fire Technique, as long as he accumulates some experience in refining, he can already refine Qingsuo Silver into a magic staff, and with the magic bead of the Elder of the Heart Eater, it can stimulate a powerful divine sense impact.

According to the estimation of the green-robed old man, this level of divine sense impact, although the four or five monks of the Zhou Tian Realm would not be as stiff as Wei Suo and couldn't move, but they would faint at least.

If this thing is refined, the sharp weapon used to sneak attack the Yīn people in Wei Suo's hand will have another fierce one.

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"Here we go!"

After waiting for a while, the auction of Lingbaofang officially began.

Let Wei Suo's eyes shine with golden light, so that Han Weiwei glared at Wei Suo fiercely again, and gritted her teeth and said, "Wei Suo, can you hide it a little in front of me in the future, don't always look like this" Yes, the auction of this Lingbao Fang is obviously a gimmick compared to the auction of the Golden Jade Pavilion.

The person who came out to preside over the auction and was responsible for handing over the auction items were all gorgeous nuns who were all clean and beautiful. And these female cultivators are all wearing low-cut ones, revealing half of the fishtail phoenix robe with snow-white crisp breasts, which makes people's blood boil.

And now the female cultivator who is in charge of presiding, wearing a black sè fishtail phoenix robe, is not particularly beautiful, but the size of her chest is amazingly large, it seems to be bigger than Ji Ya's, and a rǔ ditch is so deep that she wants to die or live.

"That's right. Thinking of Ji Ya and thinking that Shui Ling'er's size should not be inferior to Ji Ya, Wei Suo suddenly couldn't help but ask Han Weiwei beside him, "Han Weiwei, which one do you say is more beautiful, your senior sister or Shui Ling'er?"

"Shui Ling'er, I haven't seen a real person, how do I know. Han Weiwei replied angrily. Looking at Han Weiwei, who was smiling obscenely, she couldn't help but cry out depressedly, "Wei Suo, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing. Wei Suo smiled, "In the past, I always took chasing Shui Ling'er as my cultivation goal. I think if your senior sister is more beautiful than Shui Ling'er, then I can also change it and take chasing your senior sister as my cultivation goal. ”

"Haha!" Hearing Wei Suo say this, Han Weiwei laughed instead, "Just because of your appearance, you still want to chase my senior sister?"

"What, how am I looking? Wei Suo shook his head very sharply.

"There's no hope of chasing my senior sister, but for my brother's sake. I might consider helping you chase Shui Ling'er. Han Weiwei pouted.