Chapter 21: The Natal Weapon (II)
I saw that this spring was a square foot, and the bubbling clear spring continued to roll out of it. He couldn't help but lean over to drink under great joy, but at this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the clear sky, and Chu Yi only felt as if there were thousands of thunderbolts ringing in his head, and he didn't know the sound of "buzz".
When he woke up again, he found himself in a red robe, standing in front of a large bed with a red curtain. In front of her sat a woman with a phoenix crown and a red hijab on her head.
"Official, it's not early, let's rest early!"
Just when he didn't know why, a woman's melodious call suddenly sounded. He couldn't help but be in a trance, and suddenly remembered that his name was Chu Feng, and he was originally a talent who went to Beijing to take the exam. When passing through a county, I met a young lady from a large family here who threw hydrangeas to recruit her husband.
He was curious, so he came to the crowd to watch the excitement. Coincidentally, the hydrangea thrown by the young lady fell into his arms impartially under the snatching of everyone. In this way, he became the fast son-in-law of this old man, and tonight is the night of candles in his cave room.
Now when he heard the call of the beauty, he couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and agreed: "Don't worry, lady, take off your hijab for your husband first!" revealed a delicate face with skin and snow, but his eyes were hazy like a heavy veil, and he couldn't see it very clearly.
He couldn't help but breathe sluggishly, his cheeks were burning, and he gently helped the beauty to slowly fall on the bed. For a while, the tent shook gently, and the candles dripped red tears, ** beautiful.
Two years later, this beautiful lady gave birth to a pair of children to Chu Feng, and the husband and wife had fun all day long, and their lives were not sweet. Until decades later, when Chu Feng was about to die, he lay on his back on the sickbed, and his children and grandchildren watched him whimpering constantly. His wife sat at the head of the bed, clutching his dry palms and sobbing lowly.
Decades of time don't seem to have left a trace on her, with a few strands of gorgeous hair mixed in the green silk, her beautiful face is like yesterday, and her eyes are like the old. Chu Feng stretched out a hand, as if he wanted to touch those misty eyes. Her wife smiled sadly and knew what it meant, and danced with her hands, like the dawn of the rising sun, revealing a pair of eyes that were like water.
When Chu Feng looked at it, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his head, everything in front of him was like flying flowers and broken jade, and he was disillusioned. I found myself still leaning over the spring, my arms numb, and I don't know how long I had been lying there. Chu Yi shook his head vigorously and swallowed a mouthful of clear spring, the spring water was sweet and mellow, pouring straight into his brain, and he couldn't help but spin for a while.
When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was still sitting on the ground with my hands clasped, and everything was like a dream of Nan Ke.
"Ha Luha! Yi'er, you have succeeded! You have been sitting here for an hour, and you are really sweating for your father!" Chu Tiannan let out a hearty laugh when he saw his son's spirit return to his body.
At this time, the small tripod in Chu Yi's palm vibrated with "hum" and "hum", turning into a red light that directly submerged into his dantian and hung in the center of the soul sea. Although Chu Yi couldn't use this treasure now, he clearly felt that he and Xiao Ding had a sense of flesh and blood.
He couldn't help but smile slightly, "Dad, the child now has a feeling of being one with this Ding, I don't know how to nurture this treasure next?"
"You don't have to deliberately warm up, this Ding already has a trace of your natal imprint, and as time goes by, the fit between this treasure and your divine soul will become higher and higher, and finally blend into one. As long as you keep cultivating, it will naturally rise as well!"
Chu Tiannan smiled slightly, with the mystery of this ding, if it weren't for the extreme damage, Yi'er would not have succeeded so easily. Although it is impossible to restore this tripod to its original condition in the short term, there is still hope for a small part of the function to be restored over time, and even a small part of the function can benefit Yier immensely. Thinking of this, Chu Tiannan couldn't help but laugh.
After laughing, he said with a condensed expression: "Yi'er, although there are many benefits for you to join the Black Tiger Sect this time, the low-level disciples in the gang often need to perform many tasks. Many of these tasks are extremely dangerous, although Wang Ding takes care of them, but it is still fundamental to strengthen their own strength. As a body refining cultivator, you can't urge spiritual weapons and magic weapons, and although you have the best soul sword in your hand, your long-range attacks are greatly limited. Fortunately, your Flying Needle technique has reached the peak of the realm, but the materials used in the Flying Needle are extremely ordinary, and the power is naturally greatly reduced, and it is difficult to break through the opponent's defense when the Soul Dao cultivator of the same level is ready. ”
After a pause, Chu Tiannan took out a piece of non-gold and non-jade material from his arms, the size of a baby's fist, and the whole body was dark, as if there was a trace of electricity circulating in it.
He looked at this thing with a look of reminiscence on his face, and then said solemnly: "Yi'er, this thing is the best material for refining magic weapons, 'Xuandian Hidden Rock', this thing not only contains its own 'Xuandian' power, but also has the function of increasing the speed of magic weapons. In particular, the increase in the flying sword is huge, and it is a dream thing for sword cultivators. Even if this material is refined into an ordinary flying needle, it is not difficult to break through the defense of ordinary magic weapons. Tomorrow, you go to Fang City to find a refiner and refine this thing into a flying needle, which can make up for your lack of long-range attacks!"
As a beginner-level body refining cultivator, Chu Yi naturally sensed the shortcomings of long-range attacks, but he had no good solution. Now that he saw his father take out the peculiar quality 'Xuandian Hidden Rock', he was naturally overjoyed, but after a while, he frowned and asked, "Dad, this thing is so precious, will the child rashly take it out and cause accidents?"
Chu Tiannan shook his head and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry about this, don't say that in this small Yueyang Town, even if it is a refining master of the major sects, I'm afraid few people can recognize this thing!"
Chu Yi was taken aback when he heard this, and asked quite suspiciously: "What is the mystery of this thing, so that even the refining master can't recognize it?"
"This thing was obtained by my father in an ancient sect ruins, and according to a book left by this sect, I learned that this thing is 'Xuandian Hidden Rock', which is the best refining material. It was very scarce in ancient times, and now not to mention in our Wu Kingdom, even in the entire Fengchuan Continent, I am afraid there are not a few pieces!" Chu Tiannan said slowly, his voice was low, his eyes looked into the void, as if he was reminiscing about the mysterious and prosperous ancient period, and his tone was embarrassed and desolate.
Chu Yi felt the change in his father's state of mind, imagining the majestic demeanor of the body refining cultivators in ancient times, and couldn't help but be fascinated. There was silence for a moment, and then he asked, "Dad, in that case, does the child also refine this thing into a life magic weapon?" Chu Yi looked at his father's eyes full of hope.
Chu Tiannan was stunned for a moment, and then said earnestly: "Ah, ah! The natal method is precious in its essence rather than in its more, only by cultivating it with all its mind for a long time, can the natal magic weapon be infinitely powerful, and it is okay not to specialize in more." After cultivating for more than 20 years, he is only one step away from being able to advance to a soul master, and he has only refined a natal magic weapon!"
Listening to his father's implicit admonition, Chu Yi couldn't help but blush slightly for his lofty ambitions. My father was right, but it was a taboo for monks to be knowledgeable but not specialized, and those with peerless talents might be able to do several things. If you don't have peerless resources, you can only be broad but not specialized, and you can only regret it in vain when the final deadline is approaching. Thinking of this, Chu Yi was shocked and said, "The child understands!"
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