Farming in Immortal Mansion Chapter 82 Weapon Refining

Style: Heros Author: Situ MingyueWords: 2002Update Time: 24/01/11 19:50:20
Maple Bridge Town, in Shenfu Square.

Ye Ling asked about the ancient group's attack on the talisman, so that if he encounters a strong person in the late stage of Qi training who holds an ancient talisman in the future, he should be more careful and prepared in advance.

Zhang Fangzhu twisted his beard and said with a smile: "There are very few ancient talismans that have been handed down to this day. They are generally in the hands of the great cultivating immortal families. They are priceless treasures that cannot be priced at any price! They must have been left to their heirs by each family as a life-saving weapon. Mr. Ye, please don’t bother thinking about it, I won’t be able to get it if I’m a casual cultivator.”

Ye Ling sighed, pretending to be very regretful, but secretly happy in his heart. It turns out that ancient talismans are so rare. He fished out no fewer than ten ancient group attack talismans from the Fengchi forbidden area! Definitely better than the disciples of the Great Xiuxian family. These ancient talismans are another big weapon. Ye Ling will be more confident when he walks in the world of immortality in the future!

Ye Ling bought enough third-level top-grade spiritual talismans from Shenfu Workshop. Although they are single-target attacks and are far inferior to ancient spiritual talismans, they can be used for daily training and squandering. If they are not enough, they can be replenished.

In the end, the two of them said goodbye to each other, and Master Zhang personally sent Ye Ling out of Shenfu Workshop. Mr. Ye was older than Mr. Ye, and he shouted very respectfully.

"The door of Lao Shen Fu Fang is always open for Young Master Ye! Hey, Young Master Ye, walk slowly and be careful of the threshold."

Ye Ling felt quite emotional when he saw Uncle Zhang treating him like a distinguished guest. He thought about how he had never been treated like this when he was still a minor cultivator in the early stages of Qi training!

Ye Ling left the dark alley and came to the main street of Xichengfang City to choose the Weapon Refining Pavilion.

He couldn't go to Wanbao Pavilion under the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect and Lu's Weapon Refining Pavilion, where Lu's Great Cultivation Clan started, lest he arouse suspicion, so he only chose the mid-level Weapon Refining Pavilion and Chamber of Commerce, and finally came to a casual cultivator alliance. The Bailian Pavilion opened and made great progress.

Seeing that Ye Ling's cultivation was at the seventh level of Qi training, the waiter did not dare to neglect him. He quickly greeted him with a smile and said very politely: "This Taoist brother, do you want to buy a third-level magic weapon? I will go and greet the shopkeeper right now. "

Ye Ling waved his hand and said: "Hold on! Let me ask you, is there a master of weapon refining in your pavilion?"

"Yes! On the third floor, haha, Xu Yangzhou, our weapon refiner from Bailian Pavilion, is famous in the entire Fengqiao Town! Brother Taoist, you are right, please!"

The waiter hurriedly led Ye Ling to the third floor of Bailian Pavilion. Ye Ling noticed that there was clearly a forbidden formation on the stairs that blocked his spiritual consciousness.

The waiter bowed respectfully to the third floor and announced: "Master Xu, we have a visitor."

In the pavilion on the third floor, a burst of powerful spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of foundation building swept out. Fortunately, Ye Ling was prepared in his heart. He knew that anyone at the level of the master of weapon refining must be a foundation building monk, so he was not surprised.

A deep voice came from inside: "Are you looking for this master to forge a third-level magic weapon? Do you have the materials?"

"Yes! I have a third-level magic weapon and a special piece of ice material below. Master, please return it to the furnace and forge it again."

As Ye Ling spoke, he glanced downstairs, meaning that there were too many people here to show off the treasure.

The forbidden law at the entrance of the stairs was removed, and Master Xu's calm voice came: "Come in, look at the price of the goods, and see if there is a need to re-forge it."

Ye Ling entered the third floor of Bailian Pavilion alone, dispersed his consciousness, and found that the forbidden light curtain behind him fell. Then he saw a strong man wheeling a fifth-level golden spirit hammer, using a large tank of Kunwu. Spring water and hard black rock temper a fourth-level stone.

Ye Ling is not afraid that the master of weapon refining in the middle stage of foundation building will take advantage of the wealth and kill people to seize the treasure. Intermediate weapon refining pavilions and chambers of commerce would not be able to do such bad rules and self-defeating things; not to mention that Master Xu, as a foundation-building expert, simply looked down on the best materials of the third level; and the most important point, Ye Ling has three spiritual beasts that are comparable to those in the early stage of foundation building. Even if he really makes a move, he is not afraid of him.

With these inferences, Ye Ling did not hesitate to take out a third-order top-grade ice spirit sword, which even glowed with purple lightning, which made Master Xu a little surprised.

The way Master Xu looked at Ye Ling suddenly changed. He no longer treated him like an ordinary late-stage Qi-training monk, because he couldn't buy this guy without thousands of spirit stones! This also means that his forging cost will be higher. Master Xu clicked his tongue in admiration: "What an ice spirit sword! It also contains lightning properties, which can induce paralysis. Does such a good sword need to be reforged?"

"Well! I still have a piece of thousand-year-old ice soul. If I want to fuse it with this sword, I will not doubt Master Xu's weapon refining skills. Please estimate the price."

As he said that, Ye Ling took out the chilly thousand-year ice soul from his storage bag. In an instant, the third floor of Bailian Pavilion was invaded by this cold air, and even the Kunwu Spring water condensed into ice.

The golden hammer that Master Xu was wielding froze immediately, and he looked straight at the thousand-year-old ice soul held by Ye Ling with the golden bell body, with a look of shock on his face!

"Where did you get it? This rare and top-grade ice-type spiritual mine has been extinct for many years!"

Master Xu did not hide his excitement at all, looking at Ye Ling with great admiration and eagerness, wishing that he would tell him the place of origin earlier and dig a piece for himself.

"Thanks to Liu Juntang, the elder of Jindan of Tiandan Immortal Sect. Before I took charge of Yaogu Sect's ice cave, Elder Liu dug it from there and gave it to me."

Ye Ling calmly passed the fortune to Elder Liu of the Immortal Sect. It was like a useless amulet. Knowing that they would not dare to go to the Immortal Sect to find out what happened, and they were also afraid of the name of Elder Jindan. What do you dare to do to him?

Sure enough, Master Xu suddenly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost, and couldn't help but regretted: "Hey! Let me tell you, there is no monk like us around Fengqiao Town who would dig up such a rare ice soul. ! Only seniors in the Golden Core stage have such a keen eye for discovering treasures."

Ye Ling smiled slightly and said, "Master Xu, can you forge it for me?"

"Of course! Hehe, only such top-quality materials can greatly improve my master's weapon refining skills. I'm making it easier for you. I'll only give you 1,600 spirit stones! Pay a deposit of 800 first and come back in ten days Pick up the goods, keep the thousand-year ice soul, and integrate it into your Ice Spirit Sword. With the character of this master, I will never cut corners!"

When Master Xu talked about weapon refining, he became excited again, as if collecting spiritual stones from Ye Ling was secondary. Improving his weapon refining level was his main purpose.

Ye Ling handed over eight hundred spirit stones and walked downstairs. For a monk like Master Xu who was obsessed with refining weapons, Ye Ling was quite relieved.

Afterwards, Ye Ling left Bailian Pavilion, walked eastward along Fangshi West Street, exited the east gate, and arrived at Lingshoufang City in the eastern suburbs.