Chapter 62: Silk Heavenly Hand

Wang Jiu Cunjiu, since that day, began to learn to weave Yuanxin yarn with Ming Lanhua Er, and went in and out of her yard every day, but he had a lot of understanding of Sister Ming. For example, this nun will stop what she is doing at three o'clock every day and take care of her silk Tianluo gloves.

Wang Qing didn't know what Sister Ming's cultivation skills were, but when she took care of her gloves, she was really angry and spiritual, and there was a hint of tangled knots. Thinking about the form and material of this magic weapon, Wang Qing also had some guesses.

"Sister Ming, are your gloves also woven from Yuanxin silk?"

Ming Lanhua'er put the magic weapon into the spiritual god's place, and then nodded: "Yes, but it is not from the mortal primordial silkworm raised by the sect. ”

"Spirit silkworms?"

"That's right," Ming Lanhua thought for a while: "When the ancestor of the mountain found the Yuanxin silkworm in Siming Mountain, there were still some spirit silkworms, but with the increasing number of people, the vitality is mixed, and the spirit silkworms that are extremely sensitive to vitality are withering day by day, and the natural spirit silk is gradually extinct. The pair of silk Tianluo in my hand is the last bit of spiritual silk from the sect after I got the magic weapon refining recipe by chance.

If you want a pair too, then you can only hope that I will die sooner. ”

Wang Qing let out an "oops" and glanced at Sister Ming with disgust: "Sister Ming, why do you say such things, how can a disciple be that kind of person." However, the disciple is also quite curious, if the previous treasure master in the middle stage of the Jie Dan is unfortunately killed, then how can a six-fold minor cultivation of the foundation be erased from the magic weapon mark in it?"

Ming Lanhua'er glanced at Wang Qing deeply: "It seems that you have a lot of spare energy, and you can still be so willing to die, so double your homework tomorrow." ”

"......" Wang Qing looked at Sister Ming pitifully: "I can't say the method of erasing the imprint of the magic weapon, so how to refine this Tianluo glove, you can always talk to the disciple? ”

And love grandchildren?

Minghua Lan'er was silent for a while, and really gave Wang Qing the refining method of "Silk Tianluo Gloves", and after confirming that Wang Qing had already written it down, she added: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that all the top-grade silk you have received has been requisitioned by the sect, and it will be compensated to you in the form of pills the next day."

But don't worry, the real person in charge will personally issue an order to give you double compensation, and this time the income will be able to support your cultivation to the perfection of foundation building, which really makes me envious. ”

Wang Qing froze there, and Fang Cai's joy had turned into an indescribable emotion.

"Then what are you telling me about this treasure refining method?"

"To see the wonderful expression on your face at the moment. ”

Ming Lanhua said calmly.

On this day, the courtyard of the bright orchid flowers often sounded Wang Qing's long sighs.

It wasn't until Wang Qing finished his homework and left that the place quieted down.

In the courtyard next to some of them, a woman wearing a pink silk silk teacher smiled loudly:

"Senior Sister Ming, that little disciple has been shouting all day, which is really worrying. You can also endure a thing or two, don't practice too much, won't it be too much in the future?"

In response to her, there were thousands of strands of silver and white silk, as if poking out of the void, swaying, poking the Taoist clothes taught by the woman into tatters, and the spring was shining.

Then came the voice of the orchid flower:

"Senior Sister Tang actually wore such a fashionable dress today? It's very boldβ€”hey, Senior Brother Mo, why are you here?"

"Ahh

"Ahem, brother is just passing by, just passing. Mo Changchun's voice came from afar: "Senior Sister Ming's spirit is becoming more and more keen, admire and admire." ”

Minglan Hua'er froze there, and even Silk Tianluo almost forgot to take it back.

"Are you unwilling to give up the name of Siming Mountain's first shame?"

......

Wang Qing didn't know about the games of the female teachers, otherwise she would have to hide next to them so that she could help them mediate. It's Mo Changchun, I don't know when he returned to the mountain, but he secretly hid next to him, which is really not righteous enough.

That Tang Jiaoxi's clothes were poked full of holes, and it was easy to get typhoid fever, what a sin......

Back at the house, Wang Qing's mind moved, and the thirteen yuan baby jumped out of his wrist, poof, puff, from the eldest to the little thirteen, all fell on the table, raised his head, swayed, and looked very happy.

"The spirituality is getting stronger and stronger, even if it is not at the moment, I am afraid that it is not far from the spirit silkworm. ”

Wang Qing played with them for a while before asking the boss to spit out a piece of silk thread.

During this period of time, whether it was weaving special yarn or genuine Yuanxin yarn, he had an extremely rich understanding of the characteristics of Yuanxin silk. Among them, the spiritual qualities, the interference and collusion between each other, are all familiar to the heart.

At this moment, he took a small piece of the boss's silk in his hand, and the spirit fell and felt it carefully for a while.

"I'm afraid it's still a little worse," Wang Qing guessed: "It's much stronger than the top silk, but it doesn't seem to have completely changed qualitatively, only some looming peculiarities." ”

The difference between magic weapons and magic weapons lies in their own spirituality, and once the spirituality is born, it is not only its own function, but also can communicate with the outside world, deriving countless mysteries. Such as escaping into the void, the size of Ruyi, the prohibition of supernatural powers, etc., the simple power has increased by a hundredfold.

For example, Wang Qing's Heavenly Killing Divine Needle, if it is refined to the magic weapon level, after drilling into the enemy's body, it will be as small as dust, directly attacking the spirit god, and it is extremely difficult to be detected. And if it is really blocked, it can also become larger in an instant, bursting with infinite chills, and forcing the enemy to explode and freeze to death.

As the main material of the magic weapon, the same is true.

"By the time I carve out the second circle of Gu marks, it should be almost there. Wang Qing couldn't help but be curious, the first circle is the void print, and what is the second circle?

In "Thirteen Gu Heart Seals", there is no detailed explanation of the functions of the thirteen circle seals.

If it is a sect to teach the law, all kinds of commentaries and experiences will be extremely detailed, which is one of the greatest meanings of the sect. And the different methods and ancient skills obtained by chance can only be explored by themselves little by little.

"Hehe, the sect doesn't have spiritual silk, but I do. ”

Wang Qing looked at the vivid thirteen yuan baby and couldn't help but think proudly. Although he had to take a lot of pills on weekdays to provide them with them, the thirteen-yuan baby did not disappoint him.

"Grow up quickly, when the time comes, follow your father to fight the world, maybe one day, you will be the thirteen gods, the thirteen Mahayana, the thirteen silkworm fairies, haha. ”

The thirteen-yuan baby also shook his head more and more, as if he was even happier.

......

After connecting with Tu Yunsheng twice, and launching the spring red paste combined with Lingzhu powder in Siming Mountain, and after it was very popular, Wang Qing finally weaved his first genuine Yuanxin yarn in the courtyard of Ming Lanhua.

"Not bad!"

After the bright orchid flower was inspected, she secretly showed a touch of amazement.

With the sixfold foundation of the foundation, he just broke through the body of the vein, and he really weaved the Yuanxin veil.

Along the way, Ming Lanhua has seen Wang Qing's ruthlessness towards her own family, and knows that his oppression of his true qi and spirit has reached the extreme. The painful torture of manpower is unimaginable to ordinary people.

This kid, shameless to shameless, is really ruthless to himself.

Wang Qing was sweating profusely at this time, his face was pale, and he also looked like he had kidney deficiency. The wrist even trembled involuntarily, and the true qi of the whole body was almost squeezed dry, and the pain like a pinprick was all over the body, and the wisps of true qi that were reborn were more tenacious and strong.

However, his spirit, though almost dry, was extremely excited.

"Although Elder Wang said that he was making a false advertisement, it seemed to be crooked, and it might not be of much help to Sister Ming's powerful spirit and spirit, and it might not be of much help to weave silk. But for me, it's an excellent way to train the spirit, it's gentle and controllable, and it's very beneficial. ”

Wang Qing felt that in his own spirit, the more the heart seal was invented, and it was only one line away from being able to carve the second circle of the seal.

Mo Changchun appeared out of thin air at this moment, and when he saw Wang Qing's appearance, he couldn't help but show a sympathetic look: "Senior Sister Ming, I still don't believe it when I hear Senior Sister Tang talk about it, but I didn't think about it, you are even more excessive." Wang Qing has only turned eighteen years old, how can you do it?"

Ming Lanhua didn't speak, and Silk Tianluo escaped from all directions and poked at Mo Changchun mercilessly. Mo Changchun smiled, waved his sleeves, and shook silently, disrupting the offensive of these silk Tianluo, poking out holes that were quickly filled one by one out of thin air.

Is this still a battle between Yutan and the middle of Yutan?

Aren't you going to do it?

Do you want to tell me a big secret to a little supporting role?

I don't want to know, I'm afraid!

Wang Qing rolled his eyes with a "uh", his limbs twitched, and he fainted to the ground, just crushing his own Yuan Xin Veil......