Chapter 37 Refining Magical Weapons◇
◎Refined a her◎
After no longer worrying about whether Kong Shuang had beheaded the corpse, the two continued to work on their business. Specifically, Tongtian took practical action while Kong Shuang cheered him on.
Most of the Western Spiritual Veins have been blown into pieces and cannot be recovered. The possibility of reassembling them is almost zero.
The only remaining spiritual vein in Lingshan was restored after it was freed from the seal of Zhunti Jieyin.
However, this spiritual vein cannot satisfy the cultivation needs of all Western creatures. At this time, Tongtian drew a diagram of a spirit gathering array. The mountains he moved, the seas he filled, and the rivers he created were the foundation of the array.
Only by turning the entire West into a spirit-gathering formation, can the spiritual energy of the small spiritual vein in Lingshan flow and circulate according to the formation patterns and be transmitted to every corner of the West. The magic power of living beings can also attach to the formation and be fed back into the spiritual vein more quickly for absorption by the spiritual vein.
The more spiritual veins you consume, the more spiritual energy you will produce.
Kong Shuang listened from the side and felt that this formation was so powerful and grand. It sounded very cool to turn the entire West into a formation.
Apart from these few remarks, she couldn't think of anything else to praise him for. The reason was that she didn't understand what Tongtian was saying about the principles of the formation.
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Both science and liberal arts knowledge troubled her, after all, she was a sports student!
In this regard, Tongtian commented: A rotten tree cannot be carved!
Tongtian said that turning the West into a formation was an easy task, but in practice it was extremely difficult. Other difficulties could be overcome with strength, except for one thing:
The operation of the formation depends on countless spiritual patterns and divine patterns of various shapes and functions, but this formation has no place for the spiritual patterns to attach to, so they have to be drawn in the void.
The West cannot be compared with the East in other aspects, but its territory is as large as that of the East. The number of spiritual patterns that need to be drawn on such a large territory can be imagined. Tongtian does not have this ability at present.
If Hongjun were to come in person, it might be feasible, but even with Zhunti's brain, he would know that Hongjun would not bother to come.
The two people worried for hundreds of years and finally came up with a solution. Since human power was not enough, they would use the power of magic weapons.
Neither of them had any magic weapon for this purpose, so they could only refine it on the spot.
Kong Shuang did not light up this skill point, and Tongtian rarely refined magic weapons by himself, but he had a brother who was a great weapon refiner. However, Yuanshi never liked the West, so he might not help with this.
Tongtian decided to do it himself. Although he rarely did things himself, he had seen Yuanshi refining weapons many times. He didn’t like eating pork, so why would he be afraid of not knowing how a pig runs!
He immediately got to work. Kong Shuang saw him repeatedly pulling out materials from his sleeves, pulling out numerous rare refining materials from the prehistoric world, such as jade from the depths of Kunlun Mountain, the golden tree growing on the top of Buzhou Mountain, his second brother's Three Lights Divine Water, and the leaves and gourd seeds from his eldest brother's purple gold gourd...
The more he dug, the more outrageous the things he got. In the end, he got Qilin armor and dragon scales. All he needed was a phoenix feather to collect the three great beasts of the ancient times.
Kong Shuang was so scared that he quickly covered himself. The phoenix was gone, but the peacock was still there.
Fortunately, Tongtian did not set his sights on her. He casually threw the materials into the air, and a ray of innate fire appeared in his palm and started burning them.
Kong Shuang was stunned and rushed forward to stop him without caring whether her feathers would attract his attention. At first, she thought Tongtian was going to choose one or two of these rare treasures to refine into weapons, but who knew he would use them all.
He was willing to use such a good thing to refine a magic weapon to help the West, and she felt bad about it.
It would be fine if she could practice it, but seeing how relaxed and casual he was, she felt like something was wrong.
After a long while, she finally realized that refining weapons could not be done directly in the air, and that she would need a cauldron or something.
She also remembered that Hongjun had given her the innate treasure Qiankun Ding before. It turned out that this was its use. The Taoist Ancestor was worthy of being the Taoist Ancestor. He had already calculated everything.
Kong Shuang hurried out to stop them and showed the Qiankun Ding: "I'll lend this to you, you can use it!"
Tongtian looked at her unhappily, with condemnation in his eyes. You don’t trust me?
Kong Shuang felt guilty after being looked at by this gaze, and heard him say: "It's okay, my second brother Yuanshi refines weapons in this way."
Oh, so Yuanshi also practiced this way. That’s fine then. She took back the Qiankun Ding.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, dressed in purple and with white hair, expressionlessly turned his eyes away from the cloud mirror, looked into the void, and asked, "What do you think?"
Then another voice sounded in his body, with a tone of gloating: "You are sick!"
The corners of Hongjun's mouth slowly curled up, and he said nothing more.
The two careless people who were hiding in the small dark room to refine weapons were still refining. Perhaps the more precious the material, the harder it was to refine it, and these materials had different properties, making it even more difficult to fuse them.
So the process was very boring. Kong Shuang could still appreciate the shiny gold things seriously at the beginning, but after looking at them for too long, her eyes began to blur and she couldn't help but doze off on Tongtian's knees.
After sleeping for who knows how many years, she was woken up by the crackling sound like firecrackers.
She rubbed her eyes and looked, wow, the golden thing had turned black. She looked at Tongtian again, and saw that he had a frown on his face, with an expression of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he had failed.
Kong Shuang bit her lower lip, trying to suppress her smile, and comforted her, "No... forget it!"
Tongtian looked down at her, then turned back to the black mass angrily and cast his magic power: "No, I must refine it!"
Kong Shuang almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
I don’t know if it was because of the change in his mentality, but he had a bit more fighting spirit, and the black mass actually took shape in his hands, becoming the shape of a brush.
The brush was as black as ink, emitting a golden glow. It was nearly a foot long and almost as thick as a human arm. It was very powerful, but it was not very good-looking. It was extremely rough when you looked at it closely.
They both sighed, and after looking at Yan, they decided that this pen did not suit their aesthetic taste.
Tongtian lowered his head and stared for a moment, then carved a shape on the pen with his fingertips.
Kong Shuang lazily lay on his lap. She used to do this when she was a bird. Now that she has turned back into a human, she doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.
She propped up her chin and looked at the man in front of her who was working seriously. He was concentrating on carving patterns. His white fingertips formed a sharp contrast with the black brush. His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, but reflected a little light.
Perhaps he was dissatisfied with the magic weapon he had refined, his brows were slightly wrinkled, the corners of his eyes were raised, and there was a hint of blush, which was extremely seductive.
The more Kong Shuang read, the more excited she became. She quickly closed her eyes and silently recited the Huangting Sutra. She was afraid that she would not be able to control herself if she continued reading. Men who work hard are the most exciting. People on the Internet never lied to me!
I don't know how long I recited it, but a voice came from above: "It's done."
Kong Shuang quickly opened her eyes to look, only to see him cough lightly, then sheepishly hid the brush behind his back and changed his tone, saying, "It's not healed yet."
She glanced at his red earlobe, sat up, and immediately went to grab it: "Who are you kidding? I just saw it all."
Tongtian struggled internally before taking the thing out. Kong Shuang looked closely and saw a small peacock carved on the brush.
It is not quite appropriate to call it a peacock. The correct term should be peacock pattern. He has artistic talent and turned the three-dimensional into a two-dimensional one. The peacock pattern looks like a pattern and a totem, but it is not difficult to see that it is her.
The brush with the pattern instantly became different. It no longer looked crude and crude, but instead became extremely refined, especially in her opinion.
Kong Shuang held it in his hand happily and casually wrote a few Taoist scriptures in the air. The Taoist scriptures then floated in the air for a long time.
She glanced at Tongtian, who had originally looked shy and waiting for her praise, but now frowned again. He looked at the Dao Sutra and muttered to himself, "No, it's still not good enough."
Kong Shuang glanced suspiciously at the Buddhist scriptures, seeing that they contained the rhyme of Taoism. If there were a cultivator with low cultivation here, perhaps seeing this scripture with the rhyme of Taoism would help him ascend on the spot. She was a little puzzled: "Isn't this good? What's wrong?"
Tongtian shook his head, feeling frustrated. "The Spiritual Vein is the most precious gift given to the Primordial World by Father God. It is the foundation of the Primordial World. However, this is just a mortal object and cannot withstand the laws of heaven and earth."
As soon as these words were spoken, Kong Shuang became unhappy. There was a "her" engraved on it, so this was a roundabout way of scolding her.
Kong Shuang couldn't say no, so she broke up the scripture and began to study the pen. This magic weapon was made with countless rare treasures and could be considered a spiritual treasure of merit. Logically speaking, its grade was not low.
And she is also above. She is a powerful person, and with the power of faith of the Feather Clan, she can also add some magic power.
Is it because I don’t have enough mana?
Thinking of this, Kong Shuang cut his palm, forced out a drop of blood, and dripped it on it. Under Tongtian's surprised eyes, he reluctantly pulled out a hair, which turned into a feather mixed with the power of colorful divine light.
She stuffed the feather and magic weapon into Tongtian's hands and said, "If I don't satisfy you this time, you can just remove me from this!"
Tongtian frowned and asked guiltily, "Why is it like this?"
The essence and blood would be fine, he knew that Kong Shuang took good care of his feathers and would be very distressed if they got even a little dirty.
She patted his shoulder and said, "The magic weapon is spiritual. Since it is willing to carry my divine consciousness, it is the karma I owe it. It has nothing to do with you."
Then he changed the subject: "Although you refined it, it is mine because it used my divine consciousness. At least the divine consciousness belongs to me. If you draw spiritual patterns later, it will be considered that you owe me karma."
This was a bit shameless. Tongtian suddenly understood why Zhunti was always thinking about taming her as his mount. Maybe it was because like attracts like!
He asked with interest, "Then how do you want me to pay you back?"
Kong Shuang didn't blush at all. He pulled out the Zhuxian Sword from his sleeve and handed it to him: "After I ask for it, you can lend me the Zhuxian Sword Formation once."
Tongtian's smile faded, and he immediately guessed what she wanted to do. He couldn't help but sighed: "Actually, there is no need to do this. As long as you ask, won't I give it to you?"
He turned around, pinched another cluster of innate fire, and refined the peacock feather and the brush together, without saying a word during the whole process.
"That's not the case." Kong Shuang knew he was unhappy, so he walked forward and grabbed his sleeve. "I know you won't be partial. That's why I'm using the name of karma. If the Immortal Execution Formation is tainted with karma later, it will be my responsibility."
Tongtian pulled back his sleeves and remained silent.
She could only accept her fate and try to coax him. Just as she was about to speak, a thunderbolt struck from the clear sky, and the stone house collapsed...
But nothing inside was affected, not even the cloud bed that the two of them brought with them.
The thunder continued to strike, and the rumbling sound spread throughout the heaven and earth. The thick power of heaven and earth pressed down fiercely.
Jie Yin Zhunti, who had been guarding outside, noticed the commotion here and hurriedly took his disciples to hide far away, fearing that the thunder would strike them if they were not careful.
Kong Shuang was scared of being struck by lightning, so he subconsciously covered his head and hid behind Tongtian.
She still had the idea of causing trouble in her mind and hadn't said it out loud, but how did the Heavenly Dao know it? This is too magical!
Tongtian's first reaction was that the thunder was directed at Kong Shuang. He waved his sleeves lightly and set up a barrier above the two of them.
At the same time, the Qingping Sword was unsheathed and fought with the Tianlei.
Tiandao was very angry at this time. He originally thought that these two people were just fooling around when refining the weapon, but who knew that these two people actually refined a top-grade treasure of merit.
In the current prehistoric world, most of the innate magic weapons are in the hands of powerful cultivators from all sides. In the future prehistoric world, the world will be dominated by acquired spiritual treasures. Moreover, this magic weapon is not inferior to ordinary innate treasures.
Even though he was an emotionless law, he was still furious. He and Hongjun asserted that these two people could not refine anything good, but they slapped him in the face in the blink of an eye, and they were slapping the face of heaven.
In this situation, can the thunder still be endured?
cannot!
Even if I can't kill these two people, I will destroy this magic weapon.
But it is obvious that Tongtian Kongshuang is not a pushover either.
On the other hand, Zhunti was in a complicated mood. It was undoubtedly gratifying for him that Tongtian Kong was struck by lightning. While he wanted the thunder to teach them a lesson, he also thought that the spiritual veins in the west still depended on them. If they were struck, the recovery of the spiritual veins in the west would be delayed again.
Moreover, they have to recuperate in the West, which consumes their Western, no, Lingshan’s already scarce resources.
As the disciples exclaimed in amazement, Zhunti soon discovered that Tongtian Kongshuang did not want to give him the opportunity to worry about this, because these heavenly thunders were not enough for them to play with.
Kong Shuang still remembered how badly she was struck by lightning when she was promoted to the Golden Immortal, so much so that she was scared to death when she was warned by the thunder in the Heavenly Palace later. But now, when she saw the Qingping Sword fighting the thunder effortlessly, she suddenly felt that the thunder did not seem so scary anymore.
With Tongtian's encouragement, she bravely took the Zhuxian Sword to replace the Qingping Sword. The Qingping Sword retired after accomplishing its mission, but Kong Shuang became more and more excited.
The heavenly thunder carries the will of Heaven and is equivalent to Heaven to a certain extent. What is the place where you fight with Heaven like?
Kong Shuang’s response to this is:
Very cool!
Very exciting!
Very addictive!
To be honest, she definitely couldn't beat Tiandao, but when she got excited, Tianlei couldn't win either.
Tianlei will not get tired, but it will get annoyed.
Tianlei: I don’t want to pay any attention to this crazy woman, she’s so annoying!
It wanted to leave, but now it was Kong Shuang who refused to give in!
On the ground, Tongtian stood in the wind, looking at the green figure chasing the sky thunder, and couldn't help laughing!
As a descendant of Pangu, Sanqing has an extraordinary understanding of heaven and earth, and he can feel the collapse of heavenly thunder.
At this moment, the long-awaited Yuanzhong finally arrived!
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