Purple Gold Furnace?

Zhao Rong's heart froze, his expression remained unchanged, he turned his head slightly as if at random, looked at the national teacher Xingyuan who was about to walk on the street next to him, and said calmly in the heart lake: "Where is it?"

"The group of little road boys in front of the sedan chair. ”

At this time, Xingyuan had already passed most of Zhao Rong, and from Zhao Rong's angle, his vision was blocked by the luxurious sedan chair carried by more than 20 people, and he couldn't see the target clearly.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, ready to follow, but suddenly remembered Su Xiaoxiao on the side, turned his head to look, and saw that she was looking at herself with a strange face.

Su Xiaoxiao curiously glanced in the direction that Zhao Rong had been staring at just now, "Zhao Rong, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Rong didn't answer, reached out and took out some broken silver from his arms, turned around and walked to a small stall on the side, bought a few candy people, handed them to Su Xiaoxiao, and told her to wait for him in place and not run around.

Seeing that the little fox demon happily took it and nodded like a rattle, Zhao Rong turned around and hurriedly chased after the line in front of him.

At this time, there were many people on the street who followed the national teacher, and most of them were competing for runes and paper that could be "psychic", so Zhao Rong's Confucian scholar with a bookcase on his back was not too conspicuous.

After a while, Zhao Rong caught up with Xingyuan, came to the front of its right side, crowded in the crowd, followed in unison, through the crowded heads in front of him, looked at the team of Dao Tong walking on the middle avenue through the gap, and asked, "Which Dao boy is it?"

When the words fell, Zhao Rong quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of floating red rune paper, turned his head left and right and smiled at the people around him who had not robbed him.

Gui said impatiently: "Hey, don't shake your head, I'm looking out from your eyebrow chakra." ”

When Zhao Rong heard this, he kept smiling, turned his head and continued to stare at the black-clothed and blue-hat Taoist boys who were lined up in five rows and seven columns, with neat steps and holding ritual weapons in their hands, and four of them were holding incense burners that emitted fireworks in their hands.

After a while, Gui spoke very quickly: "The penultimate row, the third from the left." ”

Zhao Rong's eyes froze.

It was a fat Taoist boy with a fleshy face, and he was struggling to hold an incense burner in his hand.

The shape of this hand incense burner is simple, simple, the whole is round, the color is black with purple, the height and width are not more than one foot, it is a two-eared three-legged tripod type, there is a stove lid at the top, and the round hole on the top cover is drilling out of the curling white smoke.

There is nothing strange to be seen on the surface, it is inconspicuous in the team, and the other Dao Tong has many ritual weapons that are brighter than it in their hands.

Zhao Rong was puzzled: "This thing is called the Thunder Ni Purple Gold Furnace? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Although I can't see the inside, it's made of Thunder Purple Gold!" and the appearance is the same, and my sense tells me it's it." ”

Zhao Rong was a little skeptical, "Is your divine consciousness accurate?"

How do you feel that it is the same thing as a woman's sixth sense, is it reliable......

Gui was silent for a while, then took a closer look, and his tone was categorical, "It's not wrong, this seat is too familiar with it, because this seat also had one at the beginning, and then stayed in this realm...... I don't know if it's the one in front of me, it stands to reason that the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace in this seat shouldn't appear in Wangque Continent, but the vicissitudes of life, who can say for sure......"

Gui's voice gradually deepened, turning to a murmur.

Zhao Rong gasped at this time, this is the treasure that he once had?

He couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, his gaze crossed the heads of several horizontal rows of people in front of him, and threw himself at the fat Taoist boy who was tired and panting, and then carefully looked at the ordinary-looking hand incense burner.

However, after just a few breaths, Zhao Rong leaned back slightly, returned to the ground with his heels, looked away, looked around without moving, and found that no one paid attention to him, and the eyes of the crowd were the same as him, all focused on the team in the middle of the road.

Gui's voice was excited, "What is the current situation of this Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace, it is not clear from a distance now, but even if it has been damaged, its material alone is one of the top metal refining materials, Thunder Purple Gold, even the Divine Gold that a Taiyi monk would covet, it is now being held in the hands of a little Taoist boy who has not cultivated at will, and it is dangling outside? Zhao Rong, you hurry up and get it!"

Immediately, it sighed with emotion, "I didn't expect that this seat just woke up, and I saw this kind of good thing with a casual glance from your eyebrow chakra, this ancient Cangzhou is worthy of being a first-class Taoist blessed land, and I don't know how many hidden avenue blessings there are." ”

After listening to Gui's words, Zhao Rong gradually quieted down, and at this moment, in the face of the big opportunity in front of him that seemed to be close at hand, he didn't have the eagerness that had just lingered in his heart, and his expression was calm, and he continued to follow the team.

It's just that at this time, because of the proximity to the city gate in the south of the city, the national teacher's line is about to leave the city, and there are fewer and fewer people watching and following around, Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Gui suddenly said, "By the way, do you remember the sword technique that this seat passed on to you on the ship?"

Zhao Rong nodded subconsciously, and when he realized that he couldn't see it, he responded, "Remember." ”

Gui's tone was quite cheerful, "This seat and you have passed, this nameless sword technique and the "Spring and Autumn Life and Death Decision" are obtained from this seat together from that strange cultivation method of the outside world. ”

"The magic weapon of sacrifice is divided into small practice, big practice, and life practice, and this sword trick is only equivalent to a small practice, which can be remembered by this seat, not only because it can be practiced other magic weapons other than the sword, but also because it is practiced through the soul power of the soul, and does not require the user to have aura, even mortals can use it, but it will be extremely draining. ”

"And the most amazing thing is that it allows the user to practice within a certain range without touching the object, but only if the user is very familiar with the object being practiced, just like when you practiced your sword on the ship. ”

"Now the situation is just right, I will now send you the image of the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace, you can try to manifest it in your mind and see if you can communicate it!"

Gui spoke very quickly, talked endlessly, and after speaking, he turned out the memory of the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace in his mind, and transmitted the image to Zhao Rong's heart lake.

Hearing this, Zhao Rong began to condense his mind, and with the help of the image of Gui, he began to manifest the Thunder Purple Gold Furnace in the heart lake.

There is a lot of information about its composition, which is more complex than the original Wen Sword, and Zhao Rong only knew at this time that there was an extremely important furnace core in the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace, and the pattern prohibition on the inner wall of the furnace was even more vast......

However, after this period of physical tempering, my soul has grown, and although it is difficult at this time, it is not a big problem.

At a certain moment, when a huge convoy was about to cross the south gate of Luojing, in the sparse crowd that was gradually dispersing behind him, a young scholar with a bookcase on his back and a jade crotch sword suddenly stopped, turned around, and left behind his back.

"How?"

The scholar thought about the special induction that had been established in the dark just now, and at this moment it was cut off because of the distance between the two, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "That's right, it's it, Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace." ”

And ...... Seems to be intact. ”

"Why don't you chase it?"

"Don't worry, it won't run away. The scholar said lazily.

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Zhao Rong returned all the way and found Su Xiaoxiao, who was parked in the same place, looking at Su Xiaoxiao, the little girl was really obedient, and she didn't ask Zhao Rong why she went, and the explanation that Zhao Rong thought of didn't throw it out.

Then Zhao Rong took her to take a walk around the city, bought some snacks, and left the city from the north gate and returned to the manor of the Lanxi Lin family.

If Lin Wen was not there, Zhao Rong had a meal at noon and went out again, but he didn't bring a bookcase, only some more silver with him.

Zhao Rong returned to the city, found a ready-to-wear shop, and bought a few sets of clothes of the right size, although it was not as comfortable as the tailor-made clothes in the tailor shop, but it was better to buy and wear them now.

Zhao Rong bought some more things, then found an inconspicuous inn near the south of the city, opened a guest room, sent away the shopkeeper, changed into a new outfit in the room, looked at the mirror, black regular clothes, cyan forehead, hairpin bun, a man dressed as a solid man in Luojing City, he nodded with satisfaction and went out.

Zhao Rong hired a carriage at the south gate, traveled all the way south, and arrived at Taibai Mountain in the afternoon.

Taibai Mountain is extremely high, the mountains and forests are verdant, and the scenery is quiet. There is a Chong Xuan view that everyone in the south of the country knows and everyone knows, and it is also the subjectivity of the four hundred and eighty views of the South Mountain.

Zhao Rong got out of the car and found that there were a lot of pilgrims under the mountain at this moment, and after a little inquiry, he learned about the general situation of Chong Xuguan.

The Chong Xuan Guan on Taibai Mountain is divided into appearance and vipassana, the appearance is on the mountainside, it is also the main body of Chong Xuguan, the palace statue is the most, and it is also the place where these pilgrims go to burn incense and worship; and Vipassana is built on the top of the mountain, and outsiders are not allowed to go up at will.

The former is mainly in the inner hall, but there are also some major halls on the outside, mainly taking the lead in chanting sutras and unsigning for distinguished guests, while the latter are all in the appearance, responsible for taking care of daily affairs and receiving pilgrims.

The core Taoist priests live in the inner view, the ordinary Taoist priests are more numerous, and live in the houses at the foot of the mountain, and there are many miscellaneous servants in the inner temple, who also live at the bottom of the mountain.

Therefore, there are many buildings at the foot of the mountain, and there are many pilgrims during the day, so it is lively like a county town.

Zhao Rong straightened his clothes and walked up the stairs with many pilgrims, paying attention to his surroundings without a trace.

The scenery of Taibai Mountain is extremely secluded, the trees on the mountain are luxuriant, the ancient trees on both sides of the mountain road are towering to the sky, the thick shade covers the ground, the flying spring is like snow, the air is refreshing and the wind is clear.

When he came to the magnificent appearance of the mountainside, and as soon as he crossed a certain threshold, he felt a sense of a mysterious connection with something, and that feeling came from a building on the left.

Zhao Rong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't pay attention to the faint connection, but walked to a merit box, threw some silver into it, and smiled slightly at the Taoist priest standing on the side, who saluted him with a solemn face and shouted "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable", Zhao Rong also respectfully returned the salute, shouted "Dao Chief", asked some rules in the temple, and then walked around casually.

Slowly, Zhao Rong's footsteps came to the left side of the view, where there were several palaces, and from the outside, the statues of the gods inside were tall and there were many pilgrims.

And all of Zhao Rong's attention was attracted by one of the inconspicuous halls, and the faint sense in his mind pointed there.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, his steps were still calm, occasionally following the surrounding pilgrims into a certain hall to burn incense and pray for blessings, occasionally stopping around a blue-clothed Taoist priest, listening to his lectures with others, and occasionally walking to a certain wall to admire the lifelike murals.

In the end, I finally crossed to the hall with a sense of feeling.

Looking up, the plaque reads "Lingguan Palace".

Stepping in, what greeted him was a statue of a god that Zhao Rong did not know, his eyes swept slightly, there were seven Taoist priests in the hall, some chanted in front of the statue, some were talking to pilgrims in a low voice, some stood in the corner and watched everyone, and there were four Taoist children, standing left and right.

Zhao Rong took a general look, and then didn't look at it anymore.

Clean your hands, light incense, bow, put incense on it, hold your fists, and salute.

Then he offered some incense money, asked a middle-aged Taoist priest in the hall for a talisman, thanked him, and then stopped staying and turned to leave.

It's just that when Zhao Rong turned around, his gaze gently swept over a small incense burner on the edge of the offering table in front of the tall statue of the god in the center of the main hall, which was emitting a faint green smoke, sandwiched among the many tribute utensils, inconspicuous.

Zhao Rong swept over, didn't look back, left the main hall, walked out of the appearance, strode down the mountain, looked for a carriage, and left slowly.

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes and recuperated.

Gui asked gently: "Hey, Zhao Rong, the Thunder Neon Purple Gold Furnace is there, how can we steal it?"

Zhao Rong still closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Stealing? ”

Gui suddenly realized, "I almost forgot, Zhao Dagongzi is a scholar, how can he do such a humiliating and uncultivated thing! Alas, it's just a pity that the divine furnace, you know, the magic medicine that can make someone reborn and change their life against the sky can only be practiced with a furnace of this level, alas, it's a pity. ”

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted, Gui sneered, and jokingly said: "I know, you want to say, 'Can the business of a scholar be regarded as stealing?' right or not, what is that called, stealing?"

Turning his nose up at it, I hate these hypocritical Confucian students the most.

The young Confucian was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said in a flat tone: "Who said that if you want to steal secretly, can't you take it in front of them?"