Spring went to autumn, two years, and it passed quickly.

Spirit Weapon Pavilion, refining room.

Wang Changsheng sat cross-legged on a green futon, and in front of him, a golden short sword was suspended, shining with spiritual light.

As soon as he retracted his spell, he beckoned towards the golden dagger, and the golden dagger flew into his hand.

He grabbed the hilt of his sword and swung it lightly, and the blade of the sword quickly slashed through the void, and there was a slight sound of breaking the air.

Jinyang sword, a low-grade magic weapon.

In the past year, Wang Changsheng has refined a number of low-grade magic weapons, and handed over one magic weapon in three months, in addition, he has also refined two second-order low-grade puppet beasts.

Of course, he failed a lot of times, and at first he pasted the spirit stone upside down, but with the increase in the number of refining times, his refining level slowly improved, and the profits became bigger and bigger.

With the help of the Wuyin Cold Water Cultivation, for two years, he still stayed at the third layer of the foundation, but there were signs of loosening in the realm, and it was not far from the fourth layer of the foundation.

During this year, he contacted his family once and learned that Wang Mingjiang had already built a foundation, and Wang Mingzhong failed to build a foundation.

The four sects of the Great Song Dynasty opened the mountain to accept apprentices, recruited many disciples, and the Wang family sent people to participate in the immortal ascension conference, but it was just a formality, and no clansmen worshiped the four sects of the Great Song Dynasty.

Wang Changsheng put away the Jinyang Sword and left the refining room.

Wang Shuchong and Wang Qingze drank and chatted together, Wang Qingze looked at the refining experience given by Wang Changsheng, and couldn't see it at all, Wang Changsheng explained the refining knowledge to him many times, and he couldn't listen to it, but he was good at dealing with people, except for Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingze and other people surnamed Wang were hot, and they got along very well.

Wang Changsheng pondered, and let Wang Qingze be responsible for external liaison in the future.

"Uncle Nine, are you going back?"

Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingze got up and stood up.

"No, you guys are drinking, I have something to find Fairy Wang. ”

When he came to the third floor, Wang Changsheng found that Wang Ruyan was chatting with Song Yihang over tea.

Seeing Song Yihang, Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, in the past two years, Song Yihang frequently went to the Lingbing Pavilion to chat with Wang Ruyan, and fools could see that Song Yihang was interested in Wang Ruyan.

Fortunately, Wang Ruyan's attitude towards Song Yihang was average, and he did not have any affection.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, a touch of joy flashed in the depths of Wang Ruyan's beautiful eyes, and he said to Song Yihang: "Song Daoyou, my little sister has something to do, let's talk about it next time." ”

When Song Yihang heard this, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and agreed with a smile.

When he saw Wang Changsheng, he frowned, nodded at Wang Changsheng with a smile, and walked downstairs.

"Fairy Wang, this is the Jinyang Sword, a low-grade magic weapon that I just refined. ”

Wang Changsheng took out the Jinyang Sword and handed it to Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan looked at it carefully, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and waved it lightly a few times, and suddenly there was a crisp scream, and he praised with a happy face: "Good sword, if only it could be refined into a medium-grade magic weapon." ”

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, "I was about to tell you! I'm going to refine a medium-grade magic weapon, you have to give me second-order middle-grade materials, as well as refining blueprints." ”

"No problem, I'll send someone to buy it later. ”

"Fairy Wang, today is my birthday, I want to invite everyone to a light meal, I don't know if it's convenient for you?"

Wang Ruyan groaned slightly, smiled and agreed.

Wang Changsheng smiled happily and said, "Okay, please inform the others, let's see you in Baixiang Building when the time comes." ”

"Okay, see you at Baixianglou. ”

Wang Changsheng went downstairs and left with Wang Qingze.

"Uncle Nine, what's the happy event? Seeing you smile so happily, tell me about it, and I'll be happy for you. ”

Wang Qingze saw Wang Changsheng with a smile on his face and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, today is my birthday, I invited the people in the store to Baixianglou for dinner, and the sixth uncle and they also went. ”

In a certain secret room, Li Tianzheng was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his eyes were slightly closed, his upper body was bare, his body was covered with a layer of blood-colored spiritual light, and there were some blood-colored spiritual patterns on his arms and face, and he could vaguely see that there was a lifelike blood-colored wolf head on his chest.

After a while, the blood-colored wolf head on his chest seemed to come to life, he opened his bloody mouth, his eyes were rolling, and the blood-colored spirit patterns on Li Tianzheng's body were bright.

"Roar!"

The blood-colored wolf let out a strange roar, and a giant wolf drilled out of Li Tianzheng's chest.

This demon is long, half a foot tall, with blood-red fluff, red eyes, and a row of sharp fangs exposed by the open mouth of the blood basin, which is fierce and majestic.

As soon as the blood-colored giant wolf left his body, Li Tianzheng's breath withered, and his face turned pale.

Li Tianzheng took out a red porcelain vase. A spell struck it, and a large patch of blood-colored liquid flew out of it.

The blood-colored giant wolf opened its mouth and spewed out a blood-colored glow, covering the blood-colored liquid and curling it back into its mouth.

The blood-colored spirit pattern on Li Tianzheng's body shone brightly, and the hairs of the blood-colored giant wolf became brighter and brighter.

"Whew!"

The blood-colored giant wolf ran in the secret room, and a large number of blood-colored spirit patterns appeared on Li Tianzheng's body, and his face was a little hideous, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

Half an hour later, the blood-colored giant wolf turned into a dazzling blood light, flew back to Li Tianzheng's chest, and turned into a lifelike blood-colored wolf head.

As soon as the blood-colored giant wolf flew back into his body, Li Tianzheng's aura increased a lot, reaching the fourth layer of foundation building.

As soon as he collected the magic trick, the blood-colored spirit patterns and blood-colored wolf heads on his body disappeared one after another.

He picked up the red porcelain bottle and shook it, frowned slightly, and said to himself: "The essence blood has run out, and we have to find a few more blood food." ”

Outsiders couldn't have imagined that Li Tianzheng was actually an evil cultivator.

He was originally a disciple of the Qi refining period of Baiyunguan, and by chance, he killed an evil cultivator and obtained a blood path exercise called "Blood Wolf Gong" from him.

"Blood Wolf Gong" is a second-order martial art, which can be cultivated from the first layer of qi refining to the ninth layer of foundation building, and it is very vicious by devouring the essence and blood of immortal cultivators, but relatively, the cultivation speed is relatively fast.

Li Tianzheng grew up in Baiyun Temple since he was a child, and he knew right from wrong, so he naturally would not practice this kind of exercise, but he coveted a secret technique attached to this exercise, and did not hand over the exercise to the sect.

His qualifications were average, he had to work hard to do tasks and accumulate contribution points, and in the year he was thirty years old, he finally accumulated enough contribution points and exchanged them for a Tsukidan.

It's a pity that he failed to build the foundation, and his former fellow disciples and brothers have built the foundation one after another, and he saw that he had to shout his uncle and uncle, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

The trouble is that one of the classmates he offended before built a foundation, and the other party took advantage of his position to give him small shoes to wear many times, which made him embarrassed.

After many ideological struggles, he finally chose to practice "Blood Wolf Gong".

He ran to a remote place, successively killed more than fifty loose cultivators in the Qi refining period, and used their essence blood to cultivate the Blood Wolf Skill, and in less than five years, he successfully built a foundation, raising his eyebrows.

Of course, he lied that he had obtained the earth's evil qi and used it to successfully build a foundation.

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Chapter 162: Li Tianzheng