Jiang Zhao hesitated about using Tiancan silk to elevate the quality of the silk-pulling opera.
Heavenly silk is the main material for upgrading the Qiluo Nishang robes. The most important thing is that heavenly silk is not easy to obtain, after all, heavenly silkworms are rare.
Jiang Zhao, who has never had a problem with making choices, was troubled for the first time because of Tiancan silk.
Two villains were fighting in his mind, and Jiang Zhao frowned as he looked at the ball of Tiancan silk in his hand.
After a while, he made a choice.
"bite!"
"Successfully upgraded the rank of the Silk Pulling Opera;"
"The Silk Pulling Opera is a yellow-grade magic weapon. As long as you know the other party's real name, you can control them and turn them into a puppet. The silk is tough and sharp, and other functions can be developed independently by the host."
Control magic weapons are rare. According to the system description, there are other functions of the Silk-pulling Game that need to be developed.
A white light flashed, and a ball of almost transparent silk thread appeared in Jiang Zhao's hand.
After leaving the spiritual imprint, the transparent silk thread wrapped around Jiang Zhao's left wrist like a spirit snake.
Jiang Zhao raised his wrist and took a look. With an idea in his mind, a thin silk thread extended out silently like a sharp sword.
The other end of the silk thread moved with Jiang Zhao's mind, fell on a stone not far away, and instantly pierced the stone.
After the silk thread returned to his wrist, Jiang Zhao went to look at the stone. The holes on the stone were as small as a hair and the cuts were neat.
Jiang Zhao sighed with emotion. This silk-pulling play was really good at plotting against people. It was definitely a must-have for killing people at home or while traveling.
As for the puppet function mentioned by the system, I will give up for now because there is no suitable object to practice on.
The man and the beast sat on the ground again. Jiang Zhao began to practice, while Cang Cang was responsible for keeping watch.
Time passed slowly, and when Jiang Zhao opened his eyes again, the morning glow had already filled the sky.
The system prompts Jiang Zhao that he has completed today's daily tasks. The rest is free time for Jiang Zhao.
Jiang Zhao packed up, hung the black ball Cang Cang around his neck, and started walking towards Chang'an Town.
After walking for more than ten miles, they arrived at the place where the battle took place last night. A figure was searching for something there.
Jiang Zhao took a curious look and continued walking towards Chang'an Town.
At this moment, the figure turned around, caught up with Jiang Zhao, and asked, "Are you going to Chang'an Town?"
Jiang Zhao nodded, looked at the other party, and asked curiously: "I just saw you looking for it there, but is there anything special about it?"
The other person shook his head with a cold expression, "I was just passing by. It seems that there was a battle there last night, so I searched to see if there was anything I missed."
Jiang Zhao said with a puzzled look, "I spent the night on a small mound more than 20 miles away from here last night and didn't notice any fighting."
The other party said expressionlessly: "That's just my guess. I could be wrong, so it doesn't count. When did you arrive in Chang'an Town?"
"I came here yesterday, but there were so many people in the town that even the inn was full, so I had to find a place outside the town to stay for the night."
Jiang Zhao said frankly, looked at the other party, and asked, "Daoyou are also going to Chang'an Town to try your luck?"
The chance that Jiang Zhao was referring to was naturally the matter of Tianji Sect accepting disciples.
After learning that the elder of Tianji Sect was recruiting disciples in Chang'an Town, all the cultivators active near Jingyu City, regardless of age or strength, became interested.
In everyone's eyes, independent cultivators are the most miserable group. Only by joining a sect can they obtain more resources and connections and go higher and further.
The other party sneered and said, "It's just the Tianji Sect. It's not worth trying your luck."
Jiang Zhao complained in his heart, what a big tone! However, it also indirectly confirmed that there was a sect behind the other party.
Just as Jiang Zhao was stunned, the other party set his sights on Jiang Zhao and looked him up and down twice with a scrutinizing look.
After the other party withdrew his gaze, he said in a tone of superiority: "You seem young, with the strength of the sixth level of Qi Refining, and you have some talent. Are you willing to come to my Cangming Sect?"
Jiang Zhao: Cang Ming Sect? I get so excited when you mention Cang Ming Sect!
Jiang Zhao had never expected that people from the Cangming Sect would come to Jingyu City, and it seemed that they hated the Tianji Sect.
That's not right. It should be said that since the Cangming Sect had a backer, even the Cangxuan Sect dared to challenge it, not to mention the Tianji Sect.
Jiang Zhao was happy and said excitedly, "I do. I do."
As she spoke, she showed her identity jade token and introduced herself, "Lu Xian, Qi Refining Level 7, Fire Spiritual Root. What is your position in the Cangming Sect?"
The other party was very satisfied with Jiang Zhao's reaction. He showed his identity jade card and said, "Cheng Xiuran, an inner disciple of Cangming Sect."
After hearing what the other party said, Jiang Zhao's eyes lit up and he asked expectantly, "So, when I join the Cangming Sect, do I have to start as an outer disciple?"
Cheng Xiu Ran curled his lips and said, "Ordinary disciples all start out as menial servants, but you are different. You were recommended by me, so you will start as an outer disciple first. If an elder takes a liking to you, you can directly enter the inner sect."
Jiang Zhao nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay, I've wanted to go to your Cangming Sect for a long time. If there's a chance, Senior Brother Cheng Xiuran must take me on a tour."
As he spoke, the silk thread on Jiang Zhao's left wrist stood up like a spirit snake, and the silk thread, which was so transparent that it was invisible to the naked eye, quietly wrapped around Cheng Xiu Ran's wrist.
Cheng Xiuran felt an itch on his wrist, like the breeze brushing against his wrist. Hearing Jiang Zhao call him by his name, he felt a little unhappy. Just as he was about to scold him, the words he opened his mouth turned into, "Okay, okay."
Cheng Xiu Ran was stunned, thinking that he had been tricked by the other party. He wanted to mobilize his spiritual power to resist, but found that not only his body, but even the spiritual power in his meridians did not obey him.
Jiang Zhao exclaimed, then smiled and said, "It's quite useful."
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