Chapter 202 Refining Equipment
Granny Hu and Senior Gu?
Granny Hu could guess without asking, the Jindan Demon King! Even on Fox Mountain, he was an important figure. The senior Gu who could "reminisce the past" with her was probably Granny Hu's old friend. With that abyssal aura, he was obviously a Jindan cultivator.
One human is forming a pill, and the other is a demon.
A love story between a human and a demon?
A thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind.
"Granny Hu is the elder of our fox clan, and Senior Gu was a friend of Granny Hu when she was young. Both of them are masters of the Jindan stage, especially Senior Gu, who is a swordsman of the Jindan stage. Don't look at him as an ordinary person just now, there are countless strong people who died at his hands."
A sword cultivator in the Jindan stage.
Just these few words can sense the weight of it. It is possible that a sword cultivator has no highlights in the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage, but once it reaches the Dan Formation Stage, the exaggerated side of a sword cultivator will emerge. With the help of the vitality of heaven and earth, the sword in the hands of a sword cultivator becomes extremely terrifying, and once the sword is unsheathed, blood will definitely be shed!
While they were chatting, they finally reached the innermost part.
The innermost hall is a different world. When Chen Luo came in, the gifts needed for the sacrifice were already being arranged inside. Young and beautiful fox girls shuttled past, dazzling the onlookers.
"The celebration will last for two days. You can walk around Fox Mountain during these two days. You can go anywhere except the holy place on the top of the mountain."
After entering here, Su Linlin prepared to leave.
Now that she has arrived at the destination, she has to do her own thing. Just like the guests who were led to the cave entrance by Su Ling, Su Ling will not accompany them throughout the whole process and will only appear on the day when the celebration begins.
"What is this generous gift you're talking about?"
Chen Luo suddenly asked.
"You'll know after the celebration is over." Su Linlin returned to her usual personality, and Chen Luo didn't ask any more questions.
Hu Sankong, who was standing next to him, ran off with another fox girl, telling the same story.
Chen Luo was dumbfounded. No wonder Su Linlin disliked him. With such a shameless and evasive character, it was natural for him to be disliked.
"It turns out this guy says this to everyone he meets." Chen Luo shook his head and started wandering around the cave by himself.
He was a little cautious at the beginning, but after a while he found that no one really cared about him, which made Chen Luo's mind suddenly become active.
We finally arrived at the ancestral land of the fox clan, and we had to go and pay our respects no matter what.
So he started to chat with some young fox girls, and through them he easily found out the whereabouts of the fox clan's ancestral land. It was in the back mountain, and that place was open on weekdays, and many fox girls had been there.
Chen Luo walked along the cave, and after passing a checkpoint that connected the inside and outside, he finally arrived at the ancestral land of the fox clan. This cave was obviously much colder than other caves. Several young fox monks were yawning at the entrance of the cave, and the sun shone lazily on their bodies.
These young foxes live too comfortable lives. With the protection of their ancestors, they are used to enjoying life, which is completely different from Su Linlin.
Those foxes that walk outside are the real core of the fox clan.
Chen Luo walked around the cave entrance and took a turn inside the ancestral land. There were densely packed spirit tablets, at least three thousand. The fox clan had a long history, and those who could be enshrined in the spirit hall were all elites in the clan, at least in the foundation-building stage. There were also dozens of people who had reached the stage of forming a pill, and even at the very top, Chen Luo saw a black and red spirit tablet.
That was the previous master of Tushan, a fourth-level demon king!
The corresponding realm of cultivation is the Nascent Soul stage.
"Why are there only spirit tablets?"
Chen Luo walked around inside, but he didn't find the tomb. The fox tribe only had a spirit tablet. This disappointed Chen Luo. How could he worship with only a spirit tablet? These fox tribe descendants were not thorough in their work, so how could the ancestors feel at ease?
"Brother, are you looking for something?"
A young fox girl ran over curiously and asked Chen Luo a question.
"Just walking around. I originally wanted to pay tribute to the predecessors in Fox Mountain." Chen Luo showed a trace of regret on his face.
"Isn't it a good place to worship?"
The young fox girl blinked her big watery eyes, not understanding what Chen Luo meant by worship.
"In my hometown, the dead are buried in peace. Although the spirit tablet can sustenance the spirit, it is not enough to represent the body. I thought I could see many fox ancestors here, but in the end I only saw spirit tablets that sustenance the spirit." Chen Luo said to the little fox sincerely.
This little fox guarding a place like the mourning hall might know some secrets.
"Brother, you are talking about the cemetery!"
The little fox girl suddenly realized and immediately told Chen Luo a place.
"Cemetery? Can I go? I have admired the elders of the Fox Clan for a long time. It is a rare opportunity for me to come to Fox Mountain, so I should go and pay my respects in person."
Chen Luo immediately perked up and asked seriously.
"The cemetery is on the holy mountain and is guarded by Grandma Lian. Outsiders are not allowed to enter." The little fox girl showed a sly smile on her face.
"If you're worshipping, the spirit tablets are the same."
Chen Luo tried to ask several times, hoping that the little fox girl would take him to the holy mountain. But the little fox girl refused to be fooled, and took him around for a long time, and finally sent him back to his residence.
After that, Chen Luo wandered around Fox Mountain for more than a day.
Although I didn't know many people, I had a good understanding of the terrain.
Finally, on the third day, the celebration time came. Su Linlin came to inform Chen Luo early in the morning, but Chen Luo was a little late, and when he arrived, the celebration had already begun.
Three fox elders were offering sacrifices to their ancestors, and nearly a thousand fox younger generations were kneeling on the ground, praying loudly. Outsiders like Chen Luo basically stood on both sides, and Chen Luo's late arrival did not attract anyone's attention.
Boom!
A burst of drum beats sounded, and all the kneeling foxes below stood up and began to dance rhythmically. The special frequency accompanied the dance of the tribesmen, emitting layers of invisible ripples.
'This is a ritual dance.'
In Chen Luo's mind, a thought suddenly popped up in the mummy's brain.
Sacrificial dance?
Chen Luo looked at the dancing fox girl below and the three elders standing on the high platform. His eyes stopped at an old woman on the left. This person was Granny Hu whom he had met not long ago.
The Jindan Demon King!
"Can I simulate the magical powers of a Jindan cultivator?" Chen Luo mobilized his external brain and began to carefully observe the three Jindan cultivators above.
With such a close contact, we naturally cannot waste the opportunity.
'Red Dan Realm Demon Fox, the elementary method of using the energy of heaven and earth.'
The Jindan brain responded instantly. He was a Jindan cultivator in his lifetime, so his perspective on supernatural powers was naturally different from Chen Luo's. With the help of the Jindan brain, Chen Luo began to adjust his spiritual power and imitate the three Jindan cultivators on the platform.
The spiritual power in the body gradually became active, and the power changed little by little, beginning to approach the Jindan on the high platform. This was pure imitation, using the method of the Jindan cultivator to call upon the magical power of the foundation.
After practicing it over and over again, all the spiritual power dragons in Chen Luo's body were mobilized. After a while, the breath calmed down.
Looking at the seed condensed in his dantian, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
The simulation process was initially completed. Although it did not reach the level of a Jindan cultivator, it was enough for the foundation building stage. When the soul flag was used up and scrapped, the combat power would not drop drastically. Now with the sword formation and this seed, I finally have the confidence.
The work continued in the main hall below.
After the sacrificial dance, it was time to offer sacrifices. A large number of sacrifices were thrown by the fox tribe into the underground fire on the high platform. Precious spiritual materials were burned to ashes, and the smoke went straight to the sky.
Chen Luo lost interest after watching for a while.
Neither the mummy brain nor the Dan-forming brain responded, so it was probably just a trick. Not worth studying.
After staying for another half a day, the celebration finally ended. The fox tribe members began to disperse, looking for their friends to invite them to fight on the stage. The winner would receive the gifts prepared by the fox tribe.
Su Linlin also came over, but Chen Luo was not interested in going on stage to perform, so he refused before Su Linlin even opened her mouth.
"This is the gift I promised to give you." Su Linlin took something out of the storage bag and handed it to Chen Luo.
"Thank you."
Chen Luo yawned and left without looking back.
"Sister Lin, is this the friend you invited? He doesn't even dare to fight." Next to Su Linlin, a fox girl who was as beautiful as her asked curiously.
"How can you compete in the immortal world in the future when you are so weak?"
"My friend is not good at fighting."
Su Linlin glanced at the other person and left without looking back. In the same tribe, there was also competition within the tribe. Su Linlin's biggest competitor was this little girl named Su Ling. Both of them were qualified to compete for the next saint and the opportunity to form a pill.
After returning to his residence, Chen Luo set up a simple formation around him to block the prying eyes of outsiders.
This residence was arranged by the Fox Clan, and the environment inside was very good. The spiritual energy was also quite sufficient. The Fox Clan, which had three great Jindan demon kings, naturally occupied a place that was also a treasure land of spiritual veins. Below Fox Mountain was a third-level spiritual vein, a third-level middle-grade spiritual vein, one level higher than Black Stone City.
The room is filled with various spiritual medicines, and there are areas for drawing talismans and refining weapons.
This is the room that Su Linlin specially chose for him.
Chen Luo walked to the refining area next to him and took out a piece of purple stone from the black wooden box. This stone was a generous gift from Su Linlin. He didn't expect Su Linlin to give him a second-level purple marrow stone.
This thing really deserves the word 'precious'.
As soon as he got the material, Chen Luo planned to refine it to improve his strength.
He stretched out his hand and threw it, and the spiritual energy wrapped around the purple marrow stone flew into the ground fire.
The scorching ground fire surged, and the scorching lava water droplets rolled up, bringing waves of heat. The brain of the second-level refiner Bei Yuji came up with a plan.
'Start from the core, melt the materials, and control the temperature.'
Chen Luo refined it according to his experience. Although it was his first time to refine a second-level spiritual weapon, with the help of Bei Yuji's brain, the process went very smoothly.
Under the influence of the spiritual fire, the purple stone melted quickly and slowly turned into a flowing liquid. Chen Luo stretched out his hand and touched the storage bag, and the nine magic weapons inside flew out instantly and mixed with the melted liquid.
'Use the Forbidden Spirit Hand to carve a formation.'
The formation master's brain quickly became active, and Chen Luo quickly raised his hand. His fingers tapped in the air one after another, and every time he tapped, the magic sword in front of him would shake, and complex formation patterns would take shape on the sword.
When the liquid and the sword body were completely integrated into one, the nine magic swords refined by Chen Luo turned rapidly, fell back to his side, and slowly rotated around him.
"Finally, it's a second-level spiritual weapon."
Looking at the magic sword in front of him, Chen Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
(End of this chapter)
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