Chapter Seventy-Six: Ten Thousand Swords Fall into the Grave (The Third Subscription Requests!) )
In the sixteenth year of Yongli, November 13.
Snowflakes fell in the sky, and the first snow of the year fell.
With the fall of snowflakes, Lin Shou's figure also reappeared in the safe house.
He arranged the formation for the East China Sea, and walked around the East China Sea again, which took some time.
Ah Liang and Tangerine are cultivating and absorbing aura, and the other is playing under the tree.
Seeing a figure falling, Ah Liang first checked it very vigilantly, and even the orange bared his teeth and black streaks appeared on his body.
Seeing this, Lin Shou smiled with satisfaction, it seems that in the past few days when he has been out of the house, a cat and a ghost have not acted recklessly and recklessly.
And the two finally found out that it was Lin Shou who suddenly appeared, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and greeted them together.
"Sir!"
"Daoist! Are you back? ”
Lin Shou took the orange in his arms and rubbed it, and the latter squinted his eyes with great enjoyment.
"I'm back, and I've had a good harvest."
Lin Shou said with a smile.
Ah Liang nodded excitedly, and at this time, he took out a red metal block from his soul body.
Then he respectfully handed it to Lin Shou, and at the same time Ah Liang said: "Back to my lord, please forgive me for being stupid with Tangerine, I found several mountain ranges, and only found a piece of divine gold. ”
Lin Shou naturally wouldn't really blame the two, put down the orange with a smile on his face, and took the divine gold in Ah Liang's hand.
"What are you stupid, this mortal realm is already mysterious and difficult to show, and it is good to find such a piece of divine gold."
With a smile on his face, Ah Liang saluted respectfully again and stepped aside.
Only then did Lin Shou check this piece of divine gold, and found that the divine gold was covered with red lines, and those lines were slowly flowing on the lines like lava.
As the eye pattern of the door in his mind lit up, the specific information about this piece of divine gold also merged into Lin Shou's mind.
【Red Refining Divine Gold】
【Dao genus: Tao things】
[Narration: The divine gold that accompanies the existence of the power of the flame is the best creation for refining magic weapons. 】
As soon as Lin Shou grasped the palm of his hand, the divine gold melted into a pool of red-golden lava liquid, and with the other hand, he twisted out the magic of the [Shou Sutra].
Subsequently, most of the essence was sucked into the spirit platform by Lin Shou for refining.
With the surging of true qi, the [gold] word tablet was filled with less than one-tenth.
Lin Shou was not surprised by this result, but it was this magic technique of divine gold refining and evolution that made Lin Shou raise his eyebrows.
【Wishing the Fire Refining Soldiers to Disperse】
【Dao Genus: Side Gate Spell】
[Narration: In ancient times, a certain ethnic group was very good at the method of casting, so it was captive by the mighty, and then failed to resist, and when the ethnic group perished, the casting method of the ethnic group was engraved in the mineral in the form of divine patterns, including countless methods of building magic weapons and inscribed divine patterns with magic weapons. 】
[Cost: The crafted weapon builder cannot use it.] 】
"The method of forging? It's interesting. ”
Lin Shou looked at the residue of the divine gold refining in his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, a red flame surrounded the residue of the divine gold.
The light of the firelight and runes kept flickering, and a magic sword more than three feet long took shape in Lin Shou's hand.
The blade of the sword was covered with crimson runes, but it was quickly hidden in the sword.
It seems to be just an ordinary mortal sword, but in fact, the power of the magic sword is immeasurable.
Ah Liang and Tangerine were even more surprised when they saw Lin Shou's refining process, their own masters would gain some strange abilities every time they cultivated.
This time, he has the ability to refine magic weapons, and you must know that the refining of magic weapons is not simple.
Ordinary refiners have to waste a lot of strength to refine a magic weapon used by a monk, but their own master just pinched the materials and burned them to refine a magic weapon that frightened the two.
"Hey, look like a handful." Lin Shou casually threw the magic sword on the table.
This magic sword is a great magic weapon in the eyes of Orange Ah Liang, but Lin Shou doesn't seem to be as good as most of the treasures on the second floor of the Dragon Palace's treasure house, so he naturally can't look down on it.
After all, this was only refined by Lin Shou with the residue of refined divine gold, and the real charm had already been absorbed by Lin Shou.
Ah Liang's eyes blinked, and he looked at the magic sword thrown by Lin Shou in a daze.
Seeing this, Lin Shou smiled and said, "Do you want it?" Take it. ”
True Qi vibrate, and the magic sword naturally fell into Ah Liang's hands.
Ah Liang was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to Lin Shou and thanked him: "Thank you, master, Ah Liang will definitely repay the master!" ”
Tangerine looked at Ah Liang's appearance with disdain, and then walked to Lin Shou's feet with his head held high and rubbed it.
"Taoist, meow also wants a magic weapon~"
Lin Shou kicked the orange and scolded with a smile: "You don't even have hands, what kind of magic weapon do you want." ”
The orange was kicked away, but he was not angry, and he came over again, saying, "Meow can also transform in the future!" ”
Unexpectedly, Ah Liang looked strange on the side, and finally couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't you know? [Shanjun] didn't have a chance to transform. ”
"Meow?"
Lin Shou nodded, and then let the noisy cats and ghosts leave first, and come back in half a day.
Immediately after, Lin Shou was alone in the middle of peace, adjusting the ocean-like true qi in his body.
With a flip of his wrist, a strange-looking piece of divine gold appeared in Lin Shou's hand.
This is exactly what Lin Shou obtained in the East China Sea Dragon Palace at the beginning [Subspace Soul Condensation Gold]
In his left hand, he twisted the [Sutra of Longevity] method, and in his right hand, he took out a stack of paper figures.
Around the spiritual platform in the body, the true qi was constantly surging.
A golden true qi that shone brightly surrounded by a strange light broke into the spiritual platform.
The true qi in the spiritual platform continued to wash, but it was blocked by the strange light on the golden true qi.
"Do you dare to resist after entering the Poor Dao Spirit Platform?"
Lin Shou's heart sank, and the [earth] word tablet, [wood] word tablet, and [water] word tablet on the spiritual platform lit up in turn.
The three clouds on the stele turned into three Dharma Phases, a cyan emperor, a moon-devouring giant wolf, and a hideous dragon.
The three of them were together, and the weird golden true qi suddenly couldn't be resisted, and under the continuous washing of the true qi, it turned into pure true qi and merged into the spiritual platform.
Before driving away Ah Liang and Tangerine, the momentum on Lin Shou's body exploded without hesitation.
The large array arranged by Lin Shou before suddenly appeared, blocking Lin Shou's momentum in the safe residence.
The big array flashed and disappeared, and it seemed that it couldn't withstand this coercion.
Fortunately, Lin Shou quickly controlled the growth of cultivation and turned into an ordinary appearance again.
"The total amount of True Qi has increased tenfold...... However, it's time for this big array to be upgraded. ”
Lin Shou said in a low voice with a faint smile on his face.
Then the eyes on the door in Lin Shou's mind lit up again, and a new magical power came into Lin Shou's heart.
【Ten Thousand Swords Fallen Grave】
【Dao Genus: Left Dao Divine Power】
[Narration: There are three million sword immortals in the sky, and I am buried in this tomb. 】
[Cost 1: You can't use any sword-type magic weapons.] 】
[Price 2: The caster will also suffer the pain of ten thousand swords piercing the heart. 】
[Price 3: The caster will be dragged into a dream to face off against the sword immortal every day, and he will definitely lose!] 】
The corners of Lin Shou's mouth curled, and all the paper figures in his hands turned into ashes and fell.
"This supernatural power is a little interesting, can there be three million sword immortals in the sky?"
(End of chapter)