The content recorded in the "Compendium of Refining Weapons" is actually not complicated, detailing hundreds of first-order refining materials, with words and images, in addition to this, there are some basic refining knowledge.

To put it simply, refining is nothing more than putting various materials into the refining furnace one after another, firing them into iron liquid, pouring them into the corresponding molds, cooling them, and then refining them for the second time, and inscribed with special materials for spiritual patterns.

Engraved with one to three spiritual patterns, it is a low-grade spiritual weapon, a medium-grade spiritual weapon has four to six spiritual patterns, and a high-grade spiritual weapon has seven to nine spiritual patterns, and the spiritual weapon is a commonly used weapon for monks in the Qi refining period, and the price ranges from dozens to hundreds of spirit stones.

On top of the spiritual weapon, it is the magic weapon, the magic weapon is a common weapon for the foundation building monks, not to mention the price of the magic weapon, the mana consumed is particularly large, if the monk in the refining period uses the magic weapon against the enemy, the mana will be quickly consumed, if you can't kill the enemy, you will be reduced to fish on the chopping board, let the enemy slaughter.

Therefore, the vast majority of Qi Refining Stage cultivators use spiritual weapons, and only a very small number of Qi Refining Stage cultivators with strong financial resources and profound mana will use magic weapons.

One night, which passed quickly.

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Liu Qing'er knocked on Wang Changsheng's door.

Wang Changsheng got up and opened the door, and Liu Qing'er put down breakfast.

A bowl of lotus seed porridge and five pieces of green lotus cake are fragrant and make people smell and open.

"Sheng'er, this is your favorite lotus seed porridge and green lotus cake, it's still hot! Eat it quickly!" Liu Qing'er looked at Wang Changsheng with a smile on her face, her eyes full of spoiling.

"Mother, how many times have I told you, I can go to the kitchen to eat breakfast by myself, you don't have to bring it to me. ”

Liu Qing'er smiled slightly, and said: "The kitchen is not far from here, it's a matter of a few steps, you are about to eat! It's not delicious when it's cold, by the way, go to the study after breakfast, your father has something to find you, my mother is going to pick the mulberry leaves, the growth of the mulberry tree is particularly good this year, my mother wants to go to the Lingsang Garden with your aunt to pick the mulberry leaves, it is estimated that I will come back in the evening, there are still some steamed buns on the stove, if you are hungry, the steamed buns will be hot, you will eat a meal, and the mother will give you a good meal in the evening." ”

"Got it, mother, go get busy!" Wang Changsheng agreed.

"By the way, remember to memorize the content of the "Compendium of Refining", my mother wants to test you at night, but you are not allowed to be lazy, otherwise my mother will not spare you. Liu Qing'er admonished and left.

After breakfast, Wang Changsheng came to the study.

Wang Mingyuan was eating steamed buns while flipping through the books, looking very busy.

"Dad, I heard from my mother, do you have something to look for me?" Wang Changsheng asked cautiously.

Wang Mingyuan ate the steamed bun, looked up at Wang Changsheng, and said, "I heard from the seventh brother, you found a spiritual vein, there are no outsiders here, you tell me the truth, when did you find that spiritual vein?"

"Three years ago, I discovered it by accident, but the spiritual vein was too small, only two zhang in size, and the spiritual energy was weak, and it was a little reluctant for one person to cultivate, so the child didn't report it. Wang Changsheng said softly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"Since you found out three years ago, why don't you report it immediately? As a celestial master in Ping'an County, there is a spiritual vein in Ping'an County, you should report it immediately, to say it lightly, you are dereliction of duty, you are serious, you are greedy for ink, only care about your own selfish interests, and ignore the interests of your family. Wang Mingyuan's face froze, and he reprimanded unceremoniously.

Wang Changsheng looked nervous, and he didn't dare to breathe, so he lowered his head.

When Wang Mingyuan saw Wang Changsheng's appearance, he was angry, and said in a deep voice: "Why are you talking to your father for your father?

The child knew he was wrong. Wang Changsheng raised his head and replied honestly, regretting that he had confessed to his father in his heart.

"Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great, for the sake of your initiative to confess, forget it this time, but this kind of thing, never allow a second time, otherwise the father will personally implement the family law, and the canonical punishment will be clear, do you understand?" Wang Mingyuan said solemnly.

"The child understood. ”

Wang Changsheng didn't doubt his father's words, with his understanding of his father, his father really did this kind of thing.

Wang Mingyuan heard Wang Changsheng's answer, his face softened, and he said: "The state has national laws, and the family has family rules, this time you find a Xuanjin vein, the family will reward you well, but the Xuanjin vein is now our Wang family's top secret, you must not disclose it to outsiders, and now there is nothing for you to do, you go back to Ping'an County to sit down! ”

"Yes, the child is gone. Wang Changsheng agreed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait. Wang Mingyuan stopped Wang Changsheng and got up and walked towards Wang Changsheng.

He took out a white rice bag from the storage bag, handed it to Wang Changsheng, and said, "This is two catties of first-order chalcedony spiritual rice, which was bought from other markets for your uncle entrusted by my father, and it is beneficial to your cultivation, so you can bring it! Although the aura of Ping'an County is weak, don't slack off in your cultivation, understand?"

After taking the rice bag, a strong warmth flowed through Wang Changsheng's body, and he nodded and agreed: "The child understands, if he finds anything in the future, the child will report it immediately." ”

"It's good to understand, everyone has selfish intentions, but our Wang family can stand for hundreds of years, in addition to having a foundation monk in charge, the unity of the clan is also essential, if each clan only cares about their own selfish interests and ignores the interests of the family, our Wang family will have been destroyed long ago. Wang Mingyuan taught earnestly.

"The teachings of the father are taken to heart by the child. Wang Changsheng said.

Wang Mingyuan nodded with satisfaction, patted Wang Changsheng's shoulder, and said: "You understand the best, remember, your surname is Wang, you have to help your father, don't make trouble for your father, be careful on the road, by the way, there are still some steamed buns on the stove, you take them to eat on the road, your mother is there, I will tell her." ”

Wang Changsheng answered, turned around and left.

He took his rations, put away his mother's new clothes, and walked down the mountain.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the clansmen began to get busy one after another out of their dwellings.

Seeing Wang Changsheng, the clansmen greeted him one after another, and Wang Changsheng responded with a smile one by one.

When Wang Changsheng came to the foot of Qinglian Mountain, a white cloud fell from the sky and landed in front of him.

On the white cloud stood a round-faced young man in his early twenties, the round-faced young man looked a little honest, his face was full of oil, the fat on his waist was layered on top of each other, and his eyes were narrowed into a thin slit.

"Hey, ninth brother, when are you coming back?" the round-faced young man said happily when he saw Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "I was ordered to rush back last night, and now I am going back to Ping'an County, third brother, don't you have to do anything today?"

The round-faced man's name is Wang Changxing, the son of Wang Changsheng's fourth uncle, and he ranks third among the "long" generation.

Wang Changxing is a five-spirit root, twenty-two years old this year, two months older than Wang Changge.

His qualifications are not good, he has been cultivating for many years, and he is only at the third level of qi refining so far, so he has come out early to do things.