Chapter 772 Magic Treasure


    Promoted to the Golden Pill!


    Natural magic weapon!


    Ink Hua took a deep breath.


    In the gloomy and evil weapon refining room, Ouyang Mu was also shocked, and then he shook his head and said:


    "I am only in the middle stage of foundation building, and I cannot cast my sword bones for my natal magic weapon."


    The old demon cultivator said lightly: "So I said, I''ll teach you, you can watch from the side and just study hard."


    Ouyang Muzheng looked hesitant and didn''t know what to do, Mo Hua passed on a letter to him:


    “Let him teach!”


    This is a good opportunity.


    Not only can Xiaomutu learn to refine weapons and cast sword bones, he can also eavesdrop on some tips for promoting the golden elixir and casting magic weapons in his natal life.


    This old demon cultivator looks like something is.


    Ouyang Mu naturally followed the instructions of ink painting.


    Now he has been guided by Mo Hua, and his acting skills have improved. He pretended to be entangled on his face, as if he couldn''t make up his mind. He hesitated for a long time before finally sighing and said:


    "Okay, I''ll learn!"


    The old demon cultivator was not surprised.


    As a swordsman, the opportunity to learn to forge a natal sword bone is in front of you, and it is impossible to refuse it.


    How to warm up and sacrifice and refine the magic weapon of the natal world, it is a sect in charge of teaching.


    But how to forge sword bones, take sword bones as the core, and cast the embryo of natal magic weapons from nothing to something...


    This is one of the top secrets of making swords.


    Even the twelve-rate sects that specialize in refining weapons will not teach these things from the outside.


    "Do you know the origin of the natal magic weapon?" the old demon cultivator asked hoarsely.


    Ouyang Mu naturally knew about this.


    He is a disciple of Tai''amen who has a long history of sword making, and he is also a direct descendant of the Ouyang family. He has been familiar with sword making, golden elixirs, magic weapons and other things since childhood.


    Ouyang Mu was about to nod when he glanced at him and saw Mo Hua delivering a letter to him on his sleeve:


    "Say you don''t know!"


    Ouyang Mu is from a sword-making family, so he is naturally clear about the things about magic weapons.


    But ink painting is confused.


    Occasionally, if you teach and teach in the sect, you either think it is too early and won’t say much;


    Either I think that all the children of aristocratic families here are from aristocratic families and should understand the origin of their family education, so they are basically just mentioned.


    Mo Hua wants to ask, but sometimes she has no way to ask.


    Moreover, this old demon cultivator seems to know a lot, and it is probably a little different from those taught in the sect.


    Now I just let this old demon cultivator tell me.


    Ouyang Mu looked slightly stunned, confused.


    Don’t everyone know these basic knowledge about magic weapons?


    "Extensive supernatural powers" and "experienced" Senior Brother Mo, why did he say he didn''t know...


    Ouyang Mu doesn’t quite understand.


    However, Senior Brother Mo has always had deep meaning in his actions, so he just did it himself.


    Ouyang Mu hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak out about the magic weapon, but he didn''t know much about it, so he saw the old demon cultivator snorting coldly.


    "Those who hesitate must be that they are not good at learning skills and have no goods in their stomachs..."


    The old demon cultivator looked unhappy, "I didn''t even know these basic knowledge of refining weapons. Tai Amen really misses the foundation and goes to the end. Each generation is worse than the other..."


    Ouyang Mu was dissatisfied, but he did not refute it.


    This old demon cultivator doesn''t have to explain himself if he thinks so.


    The old demon cultivator looked at Ouyang Mu again, snorted coldly, a little "I hate that I can''t make you stronger", "Since you are not good at learning skills, I will teach you from beginning to end..."


    "You must remember."


    Ouyang Mu nodded.


    The ink painting that was eavesdropping also nodded.


    The old demon cultivator coughed, as if he was tired and could not stand for a long time, so he hunched over, found a stone chair to sit down, took out a bone and rubbed it in his hand, and then slowly spoke:


    "If any cultivator breaks through the golden elixir, he must first forge his natal magic weapon..."


    "Before breaking through, prepare the embryo of the natal magic weapon in advance. When the golden elixir is broken through and the spiritual power is crystallized, integrate the embryo of the magic weapon and the spiritual power of the knot."


    "The spiritual power in the Qi Refining Realm is like qi, the spiritual power in the Foundation Building Realm is like mercury, and the spiritual power in the Golden Dan Realm is crystallized..."


    "Only the crystallized spiritual power can be completely integrated with the solidified magic weapon and become one with each other..."


    "From then on, this magic weapon will be exclusive to you. It will be spiritual and spiritual, and you will be able to practice life and life. If you are strong, you will be strong, and if you are damaged, you will be both weak."


    "And there are many requirements for the embryo of this life magic weapon..."


    The old demon cultivator slowly straightened his body, feeling a little more comfortable, and then continued:


    "Most of the children of big families use the best spiritual weapons inherited by the aristocratic families as the embryo of their natal magic weapons."


    "This kind of spiritual weapon has a long history, and the gold, stone and jade materials used are extremely precious. The skills reach the level of transformation and can only be made into a weapon after being tempered..."


    "And it is in line with the martial arts and Taoisms collected by the aristocratic families and is in line with each other. It is a close supporting part of the aristocratic family''s inheritance system and is the most excellent natal magic weapon embryo..."


    "For medium-sized families, the spiritual weapons inherited are more secondary."


    "The small family is even more inferior, and even most small families do not have inherited spiritual weapons at all, so they can only be replaced by ordinary spiritual weapons."


    "As for casual cultivators, there are very few who can make pills, so don''t talk about the quality of your natal magic weapon..."


    The old demon cultivator sighed slightly, with a complex look, "This is the real ''inheritance barrier'' among the aristocratic families, from the inheritance of the practice method to the monopoly of cultivation resources, it is strictly fit and closely matched."


    "Even if a small family, even ordinary casual cultivators, can form elixirs, and their inheritance and spiritual stone financial resources are scarce, they will definitely not be able to refine any natal magic weapon that can attract attention."


    "Even if you are lucky enough to be refined into a best embryo and develop a top-grade magic weapon, the inheritance is not systematic, and the martial arts and Taoism are not matched. It is still far from the children of aristocratic families..."


    "If the natal magic weapon is not good, even if it is cultivated into the golden elixir, it will fall far behind people and is almost impossible to compare with the children of the aristocratic families, let alone compete for the competition..."


    Ouyang Mu nodded in a vague way.


    He was born in a noble family and was not deeply touched by this kind of thing.


    But Mo Hua sighed in her heart.


    “The barriers to practicing Taoism are strict…”


    It''s indeed not a lie.


    The surface may not be visible, but every time the casual cultivator at the bottom climbs up, he will be hit by these barriers once, and his head will be bleeding.


    The old demon cultivator continued: "This is the method of cultivating the natal magic weapon of the right path..."


    "The demonic path, demonic path, corpse path, evil path, etc. are generally similar. They use the best demonic path inheritance evil weapon to nourish the natal demon magic weapon."


    “But beyond that, there are many differences.”


    "After all, in this world, the right path is the same, and the devil''s path has many kinds of ways."


    "There are evil weapons, demon weapons, and demon weapons..."


    "There are people who treat evil and evil weapons as pets, keep them in their bodies, and raise them with their own flesh and blood..."


    "There are also embryos that integrate the evil weapon of the natal being with itself and treat it as part of one''s own body..."


    “In addition…”


    The old demon cultivator paused and did not say anything more, but said lightly: "...There are many other methods, and there are many different methods."


    Ouyang Mu''s face turned pale as he heard these magical methods.


    The old demon cultivator looked at him and said hoarsely, "The way of evil weapons is profound and profound, I will teach you slowly."


    "You may not be able to adapt at the beginning, but gradually, you will get used to it..."


    "In this world, except for one''s own soul, flesh and blood, skin, and other people''s limbs and bones, they are all external objects and dead objects."


    "The monster is dead, and it is full of materials and can be used to refine weapons."


    "When a person dies, why can''t he practice?"


    "Next, you can learn from me..."


    After the old demon cultivator finished speaking, he took out a piece of the white spine on his own and threw it into the blood pool. He quenched the human blood, and then baked it in the green yin fire. When the blood color melted into the bone marrow, he took it out forged...


    This process is very cumbersome.


    Ink painting can only be understood in a rough way.


    Ouyang Mu followed suit and remembered what Mo Hua said, and took the old demon cultivator''s weapon refining techniques in his eyes and in his heart, and chose the good ones to learn them, and abandoned them if they are not good.


    Some of the too evil methods of refining weapons were not allowed to be taken by Ouyang Mu.


    Unexpectedly, the old demon cultivator did not force him.


    He did everything Ouyang Mu didn''t want to do.


    Only when some scraps of material will he leave it to Ouyang Mu to do it silently.


    Mo Hua frowned slightly.


    "This old guy is a bit weird..."


    Until the end, although this old demon cultivator had been "guiding" Ouyang Mu to refine evil weapons, it was not really difficult for him.


    After quenching the spine and blood, Ouyang Mu returned to prison.


    Mo Hua also returned to his secret room.


    He sat cross-legged on the ground, frowned and pondered because he suddenly realized that for so long, he seemed to have ignored the problem of magic weapons.


    Since entering Taixu Sect, he has been busy.


    You have to arrest sins and practice, earn merits and learn formations and hunt demons and find ways to eat evil spirits and so on, so I am so busy.


    Now that I came back to my senses, I realized that I didn’t know what magic weapon to use.


    If you want to form a pill, what should you use as your natal magic weapon?


    Other disciples of the same sect were all planned in advance by the elders of the family.


    From one''s own skills, the best Taoist practiced, to inherited spiritual weapons, and natal magic weapons, they are all inherited from the same lineage.


    They don’t need to think about it themselves, they just need to follow the clan conventions or guidance from elders, and just follow the steps.


    But I am different...


    Ink painting sighs.


    He has no family heritage.


    When we left home, our parents were just refining qi, and we were still the first among the three in the family to build the foundation. Where did the inheritance of the golden elixir come from?


    As for the teacher...


    Ink painting is a bit sad.


    Master has suffered a great disaster, and his life and death are uncertain now, and he has never mentioned the matter after the Golden Elixir.


    "Back to the ring?"


    Mo Hua''s eyes lit up and she flipped over the **** ring on her right thumb.


    Unfortunately, there is no such thing as spiritual weapons and magic weapons in the Nazi Ring.


    “Master didn’t leave it for me…”


    Think about it, the master is not a god, and the ring of the son is not a treasure box. How could he think of anything?


    I pondered the ink painting for a while. "The master did not leave anything for me, nor did he tell me the relevant knowledge of practicing Taoism, that is..."


    "Do you want to test me?"


    "Doesn''t restrict my choices, let me play freely?"


    "Let me think and decide for myself, what is the most suitable magic weapon for me?"


    Mo Hua nodded slowly.


    Then he felt a little embarrassed again.


    But I am so poor, what can I use as my natal magic weapon?


    Inheriting spiritual weapon?


    It''s too expensive, and even if there are inherited spiritual weapons, it doesn''t match your own martial arts and Taoisms, so I guess it can''t compare with the geniuses of the same sects.


    Not to mention ordinary spiritual weapons.


    It’s a big difference in nature.


    Also, I am now in the middle stage of foundation building.


    Even if you have the best spiritual embryo, you don’t have much time to warm up.


    According to the old demon cultivator, the longer the embryo of the natal magic weapon will be nourished, the more in line with your own spiritual power. In the future, it will be more powerful if it is refined into a magic weapon and drive it like an arm.


    “Trouble…”


    Mo Hua frowned and suddenly had an idea.


    He closed his eyes, his spiritual consciousness sank into the sea of ??consciousness, came to the Taoist monument, reached out to pat the Taoist monument, and asked quietly:


    "Would you like to be my natal magic weapon?"


    The Taoist monument is as silent as a mountain, and he doesn’t care about him.


    Mo Hua curled his lips, "Stingy, look down on people..."


    But I think so.


    The Taoist monument is so mysterious and mysterious, it seems to contain some kind of great Taoist charm, even the evil **** is afraid of it, and it is probably very big.


    With such a big background, even if I use it as my natal magic weapon, I would not dare to take it.


    I don’t have that big fate.


    As soon as I thought about this, Mo Hua became much more calm and apologized to Daobei:


    "I''m sorry, I''m arguing."


    The Taoist monument was still silent, but there was a slight trembling sound.


    It seems that I am very satisfied with the "self-knowledge" of ink painting.


    "The Taoist monument is not good either..."


    Mo Hua sighed.


    "Forget it, let''s do it first. Think slowly when you have time. Anyway, it''s much late, so don''t rush this time."


    Besides, the foundation of one''s spiritual power and blood energy is inferior to others - especially the geniuses of his classmates, so he is not afraid of being inferior to this point anymore.


    Thinking of this, Mo Hua suddenly felt much better.


    When the thought arises, I suddenly realize that the world is wide.


    What''s more, you are a spiritual consciousness to prove the truth, so you don''t have to force yourself to deal with these geniuses of sects, such as "scrolling" spiritual power, blood, qi, spirit weapons, magic weapons, etc.


    Just be able to make do, break through the realm, and form a golden elixir.


    Mo Hua nodded.


    He took out the Taixu Order again.


    On the Taixu Order, there is a large passage of text sent by Elder Xun.


    In the Wan Yao Valley, the Yuan magnetic signal is weak, so it took a lot of time to transmit these words intact.


    I read the ink painting and was a little shocked.


    "The great power of virtuality and reality is integrated with the spiritual thoughts..."


    "The land of the bones in the Blood Creek is not a place where evil spirits are truly raised. The real secret is hidden deep."


    "The entire Wan Yao Valley is a shrine building that runs through a large formation..."


    "In the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, there is a complete vein and an extremely profound inheritance of the divine formation..."


    …


    This formation elder is a master!


    I did see some clues about the formation of Wan Yao Valley, but I didn’t understand it thoroughly enough.


    And I didn''t notice some details at all.


    This is the difference in formation vision and cognitive pattern brought about by the realm of cultivation.


    and…


    A whole vein, the extremely profound inheritance of the divine formation!


    My eyes lit up.


    The inheritance of the divine formation here may be even more powerful than you think.


    The opportunity was rare, and then Mo Hua sent a letter to Xun Ziyou about some questions such as "the great power of virtuality and reality, the integration of the present world and the divine thoughts, the formation pattern, the secrets of the formation of divine arts" and asked briefly.


    After Xunziyou saw it, her scalp became numb.


    "How can he, a foundation-building disciple, ask these formation questions..."


    Xunziyou felt sorry for him, but he couldn''t answer, so he went to ask Xunzixian.


    Xun Zixian''s eyes lit up when he heard these questions and answered them one by one.


    Xunziyou also transferred it to ink painting.


    After the ink painting, he asked again, Xun Ziyou had no choice but to ask Xun Zixian. In the end, Xun Zixian became impatient and said:


    "Give me your Taixu Order."


    Xun Ziyou reluctantly gave his elder token to Xun Zixian.


    After that, Xun Zixian chatted with Mo Hua for a while.


    The two exchanged opinions on the issue of formation and had a great time talking to each other. They left Xunziyou aside and completely forgot about it.


    Xun Zixian no longer had the annoying look of "I don''t want to play the piano against a cow", but instead became very interested and talkative.


    Xunziyou sighed helplessly.


    Finally, the two finished speaking.


    Xun Zixian returned the Taixu Elder Order to Xun Ziyou and sighed, "He is an excellent seedling, and the future of the formation is unlimited..."


    After saying that, he looked at the Ten Thousand Demon Valley again, with a solemn expression, "This child must not be lost in this Ten Thousand Demon Valley."


    Xunzi gave him a silent look and said nonsense. Do you need to say this?


    Then he sighed again.


    This has been stalemate for several days, but I don’t know when there will be a turning point.


    …


    In the Wan Yao Valley, Mo Hua chatted with Elder Xun Zixian for a while and benefited a lot.


    Although Elder Xun Zixian has far less attainable to formations than Mr. Xun, his understanding of formations, as well as his experience and experience of some formations, are also unique.


    Mo Hua sighed in her heart, and it turns out that there must be my teacher when she walks with three people.


    You should not underestimate any formation master. You should be humble and think more, learn more and ask more.


    In addition, it was provided by Elder Xun Zixian, some speculations about the "shendao formation" in the Ten Thousand Demons Valley.


    After a conversation, Mo Hua felt a little confused, but it was not easy to confirm for the time being...


    The next day, the evil weapon room of the Wan Demon Prison.


    As an evil weapon master, the old demon cultivator is still teaching Ouyang Mu to refine sword bones and cast evil swords.


    Ouyang Mu stood between the blood pool and the bone furnace, and was also practicing the sword honestly.


    Outside the evil weapon room, Jin Gui''s eyes were like poisonous snakes. After peeking for a while, he saw that Ouyang Mu had never been lazy, and he was indeed doing a little bit to forge the evil sword. He nodded with satisfaction.


    "Once Ouyang Mu enters the demonic path and becomes an evil sword master, everything will be easy..."


    Jin Gui turned and left without hesitation.


    But what he didn''t know was that on the surface, Ouyang Mu did participate in the whole process.


    But in fact, he never took the real evil weapon refining process.


    There are both reasons why ink painting teaches him to "smooth avoidance", and there is also the reason why the old demon cultivator turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.


    The ink painting was a little strange, so he passed the letter to Ouyang Mu:


    "Ask this old guy, what is the relationship with the Ouyang family."


    Ouyang Mu was stunned, nodded slightly, then turned his head and said to the old demon cultivator: "Old Dong..."


    Influenced by ink paintings, he almost expressed the word "old thing".


    Ouyang Mu coughed, changed his title, and whispered:


    "Senior, do you have any connection with our Ouyang family?"


    The old demon cultivator was shocked and stopped the movements in his hand, with a strong sense of resentment and reluctance appearing on his body.


    The atmosphere in the room suddenly condensed.


    The surroundings were silent, only the evil and green fire was burning, creaking and depressing sounds were heard.


    Ouyang Mu swallowed his saliva, lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at his sleeves, and then stuttered:


    "You... don''t want to say it, forget it..."


    The old demon cultivator suddenly turned his head, and looked at Ouyang Mu with a muddy look, looking sad, and mixed with very complicated emotions.


    Finally, he sighed.


    "Forget it, it''s okay to tell you..."


    Ouyang Mu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put down the bones in his hand.


    The old demon cultivator said, "Don''t stop your hand."


    "oh…"


    Ouyang Mu was stunned, and then continued to refine the bones on the fire.


    The old demon cultivator sat in place, sighed deeply, and finally spoke slowly:


    "This matter is a long story..."


    "You are right. I do... have some connection with the Ouyang family, and I did...


    Speaking of this, the old demon cultivator seemed a little difficult to speak of, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said:


    “…I am a disciple of the Ouyang family!”


    Ouyang Mu''s expression changed.


    Ouyang family’s disciple!


    Sure enough!


    Then he was both shocked and angry.


    The dignified Tai Amen Ouyang family has been arrested by demon cultivators since hundreds of years ago, and they are imprisoned in this imprisonment without seeing the light of day. They are forced to help the "demons" to abuse them and to refine **** evil swords for these cruel demon cultivators.


    (This chapter ends)