Early the next morning.

After Zhang Zhiwei practiced and reconciled his heart and lungs, his Qi ran more smoothly and his life was tempered more efficiently.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei can also feel the power of faith between heaven and earth all the time.

However, the power of these beliefs is too weak, so weak that Zhang Zhiwei is not interested in absorbing them.

"Although the power of faith is good, it needs to be specially managed, which is very energy-consuming, don't pursue it excessively, at this stage, life cultivation is the king!"

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Zhiwei will give up this thing, the power of faith is pursued by the three religions, and even those saints who have attained the Tao are plotting, if he wants to say that he disdains, it must be a brain pumping behavior, but the current focus is not on this way.

"However, it's not that I can't get it, this trip to Liaodong, I will definitely make a big move, maybe I can make the storm more violent."

"Directly open the reverse state of Lei Fa, appear in front of people, and do a thing as a god descending to earth, so that even if you are not a god, you can collect any believers and engage in any doctrine, you must be able to harvest a massive amount of faith power."

"If you don't deliberately pursue it, you can do it casually, you can gain a lot, and a fool doesn't do it, you just need to pay attention to it, don't get shot."

"Ordinary mountain artillery, mortars or something, insignificant, but if you take a heavy artillery, such as an Italian cannon or something, then I'm afraid it will be a little unbearable."

After thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Zhiwei put away his thoughts, after all, it was just talking on paper, so let's wait until Liaodong.

Immediately, he picked up the Dongfeng sword and walked out of the room, he hadn't practiced the sword for a long time, he just got the sword, he was quite interested, and planned to practice it.

Coming to the open space in the back mountain, Zhang Zhiwei drew his sword and swung it, the east wind swirled and swayed, and the sword momentum sank like a wave.

When swinging, Zhang Zhiwei injected his Qi into the sword body and warmed it.

This is the simplest way to sacrifice and refine, even if it is a handful of mortal iron, if it is used for a long time to refine, even if it cannot become a magic weapon, it will be quite powerful, and the Okamoto 0.01 in Feng Baobao's hand is like this.

The peach wood sword in the hand of the Taoist priest of the Zhengyi Sect was also sacrificed, so he could kill the demon and eliminate the demon, and Zhang Zhiwei's previous peach wood sword was broken because he had never been sacrificed.

Of course, this kind of sacrificial refining method can only refine a weapon that sharpens iron like clay, and it is impossible to refine a magic weapon like the Dongfeng Great Sword, and the magic weapon must be refined by a refiner.

As for this refiner...... Some are similar to congenital aliens, which are a combination of innate talent and acquired cultivation.

Therefore, there are very few refiners in the Inhuman World, and there are a few old high-skilled refiners on Longhu Mountain, and most of the magic weapons of Longhu Mountain come from their hands.

These people are all the baby bumps of Longhu Mountain, and since they were detected to have a talent for refining weapons, they have been well protected and have an extraordinary status.

Zhang Zhiwei poured Qi into the Dongfeng Greatsword, removed the Qi that was easy to latent on the Greatsword, and branded himself.

Then, when the big sword was swung, there was a touch of brilliance attached to the sword body, especially at the tip of the sword.

"Sonorous ......"

The big sword clanged violently, and the tip of the sword bloomed into a silver lotus in the sky, and silver sword light swept across the sword curtain.

After pouring the big sword with his own Qi, Zhang Zhiwei used it more and more smoothly, and the sword seemed to have turned into a derivative of the body, regardless of you and me, like an arm and a finger.

It seems that he has reached the realm of extremely advanced swordsmanship in the unity of human swords.

After practicing for a while, Zhang Zhiwei pulled a sword flower, put the sword behind him, and said to himself:

"I haven't touched the sword for a long time, and the level hasn't dropped, it's still the top three in Dragon Tiger Mountain swordsmanship!"

Zhang Zhiwei put the sword back into the sheath, put the big sword behind him, so that it could be warmed with Qi at any time, and then walked towards the Daozang Palace.

He planned to condense the Fa Gong, after all, the master had said it several times, and if he didn't condense it, it would be really unreasonable.

When he came to the Daozang Palace, Zhang Zhiwei routinely went to Uncle Zhang Yi to say hello, but he didn't see Zhang Yi, and the person stationed here was Zhang Yi's disciple, a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei, do you have anything to do with my master?" Middle-aged Taoist priests.

"I'm going to condense the Dharma Jar, please ask Senior Brother to help me find the Zhengyi Sutras!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei is also going to get involved in the talisman, it's really rare, come on, I'll take you to find it!"

Subsequently, under the guidance of his senior brother, Zhang Zhiwei found the Zhengyi scriptures and looked through them.

In the past, the reason why Zhang Zhiwei was not keen on practicing the talisman was not only that the talisman had a small increase in life, but more importantly, the improvement of the talisman was very troublesome.

The most important thing is the Dharma Urn, and the Dharma Urn is divided into five grades.

Each grade is strictly graded, and if you want to improve the grade of the Dharma urn, in addition to the basic cultivation, you also need to use the divine soul as a guide to engrave some scriptures on the Dharma urn, so that the Dharma Urn contains more and more scriptures.

If the five-grade "Taishang Sanwu Gong Sutra" wants to be promoted to the four-grade "Taishang Zhengyi Mengwei Sutra", it is necessary to engrave the scriptures on the Zhengyi Sutra on the Dharma Urn.

After the inscription is completed, the requirements for promotion are met, at this time, you need to report to the sect, saying that you want to add the Dharma Urn and improve the grade, and the sect will assess it, and if you pass the test, you will be included in the list of additional awards.

Then we have to wait for the Xia Yuan Festival every year, that is, on the fifteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, and hold a grand ceremony at the Wanfa Sect Altar in the Great Shangqing Palace.

During this ceremony, the master who is in charge of transmitting the ordination will raise the altar and report the information of the first conferrer and the person who has given the urn to the gods in the lineage, and after receiving the approval of the gods, the conferral is successful.

In short, this is a very troublesome process, so Zhang Zhiwei has been too lazy to practice.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei feels that it is still necessary to practice, after the promotion of the magic ring, whether it is the opening of the altar or the edict talisman, the power will be greatly improved.

More means is better than less.

Moreover, the talisman is closely related to the Dao Gate Dharma vein, and if the grade of the talisman is high, maybe there will be more things that can be touched.

Zhang Zhiwei took the Zhengyi scriptures, turned around and went to the quiet room of the Daozang Palace, and watched there.

While watching, Zhang Zhiwei mobilized the power of the divine soul, used the power of the divine soul as a pen, and engraved runes on his own magic urn.

This is not a difficult thing for Zhang Zhiwei, his cultivation has long been enough, and the power of the divine soul is extremely powerful.

When inscribed, I saw Zhang Zhiwei's wrist on the "Taishang Sanwu Gong Jing Gong" lit up, on its surface, there are a texture of transparent runes outlined by the power of the soul, each outline of a rune, this "Taishang Sanwu Gong Jingjing" power is one more point.

The whole process is as simple as writing words directly on the Dharma Basket, of course, but in Zhang Zhiwei's hands.

If this scene was seen by the brothers outside, I was afraid that they would drop their jaws on the spot and exclaim that it was inhuman.

You must know that condensing the Dharma Urn is the same as refining one's life, it is all water grinding kung fu, which of them is not exhausting their minds every day, and they can carve a few words on the Dharma Urn?

Like Zhang Zhiwei, condensing the method is the same as writing an essay by hand, which is unique.

However, Zhang Zhiwei is not surprised by this, one Fa meeting, ten thousand laws, his life cultivation is so high, condensing a five-grade magic pot, isn't it as simple as eating and drinking?

A few hours later, as the last scripture fell, the Dharma urn was condensed, and all the scriptures were engraved on the Dharma urn word for word.

Zhang Zhiwei's wrist, the "Taishang Sanwu Gong Sutra" is extremely clear, and it is obviously complete, and he is about to report to the Dharma pulse gods at the conferral conference and be recognized.

"Uncle Shi told me before, let me go to the master after condensing the Fa Gong, what do you mean, is it that the master wants to go through the back door for me?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment, got up and stretched, and looked at the sky from the window of the quiet room of the Daozang Temple.

"At this point in time, Master should have left the Great Shangqing Palace and returned home, if you rush over, maybe you can still have a meal!"

Zhang Zhiwei went straight to the master's residence.

"Senior Brother Zhiwei, every time you come, it's really punctual, just pick a meal and come over!"

A middle-aged senior brother who was guarding the door saw Zhang Zhiwei coming over and said with a smile.

In fact, he is much older than Zhang Zhiwei, and in terms of age, he should be Zhang Zhiwei's uncle, but they are all disciples of Zhang Jingqing, so even if there is a big age difference, they are also commensurate with brothers.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at him and said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you want to follow me in to eat something?" ”

"Excuse me, junior brother, you are not afraid of Master, I am afraid, you wait at the door, I reported earlier!"

The middle-aged senior brother turned around and entered the house, and after a while, he walked out: "Zhiwei, Master let you in!" ”

Immediately, Zhang Zhiwei pushed the door and entered the Heavenly Master's room, and in the room, there was a quaint square wooden box with nine ears and four legs, and it was cold outside.

This is called Bingjian, made of huanghuali, which contains ice cubes, which is equivalent to refrigerators and air conditioners in ancient times.

Behind Bingjian, Zhang Jingqing was wearing a simple blue robe, eating, and the dishes on the table were still the same old rules, six dishes, three meat and three vegetables. There are chicken, fish, eggs, etc., known as tofu, bean curd, kelp, shiitake mushrooms, green vegetables, and a pot of medicinal wine is warmed next to it.

Zhang Jingqing held a green vegetable on his chopsticks: "It's a coincidence, sit, let's eat together?" ”

"Master is bright, then I'm welcome!"

Zhang Zhiwei said, his eyes moved, looked at the three empty chairs on the table, and sat on Zhang Jingqing's right hand.

Zhang Jingqing saw Zhang Zhiwei sitting beside him, he looked very happy, and said with a smile:

"In the past, you were very blindsided every time, and you sat opposite in a daze, looking like you were going to sing a play against the teacher, why, did you change sex today?"

Zhang Jingqing thought of the case sent by Ziyunguan again, and thought to himself, could it be that he had enlightened himself in this question and knew that people were sophisticated?

Then he heard Zhang Zhiwei say: "The main thing is ...... It's close here, just enter the door! ”

(End of chapter)