Only then did Mo Chengjun feel the benefits of his huge reputation.
Everything has two sides, and it is true that fame has brought him all kinds of troubles, but you can't deny that fame also brings ample connections, resources, rations, and even authority.
The transformation of Mo's courtyard is just one of them, but it is by no means the only one.
Just after the seven palace masters summoned Mo Chengjun one after another, without even needing a pardon or saying anything, Mo Chengjun could feel that the resources and authority he could use were different.
For example, he can access the sect's secret vault below the fourth floor as long as he leaves his mark on it.
Another example is the Tibetan Dharma Tower. Although you can still only view the cultivation information, experiences and secret records of Yuanying and below, including the Yuanying realm.
But that was actually to protect him. The foundation-building cultivation level was already beyond the standard when exposed to the secret magical power of the Nascent Soul realm.
However, a large number of secretly recorded books that were originally banned have been disclosed to him.
This includes but is not limited to evil secrets, ghost secrets, human secrets, monster techniques, etc.
In short, there were a lot of things that he shouldn't have seen before, and that he couldn't see, but now they all appeared in front of him.
Not to mention, he has a fixed monthly distribution of spirit stones, a quota for top-quality elixirs, priority access to scarce resources, the qualifications for the Foreign Affairs Office to issue emergency missions, etc...
Really, no one has clearly stated the rules, and there is no need to do so.
But at this time, the manpower, material and financial resources that Mo Chengjun could use were no longer the same.
It was only then that Mo Chengjun recognized the fact.
Perhaps, for the sect disciples at the bottom, they exist because of the existence of the sect.
But for the real Overhaul, the sect exists to serve them.
This sounds a bit cruel, but you have to admit that in a sense this is true.
In the era of family and world, the world is really not the world of people in the world, but the world of one family and one surname.
Of course, an old scientific research dog like Mo Chengjun is still relatively sober.
He did not get lost in this self-expansion, nor did he ignore the world's heroes.
He was just in the state of extreme cultivation, watching his mana value continue to rise, enjoying the satisfaction brought by the progress visible to the naked eye.
He also studied the materials carefully, calmed down his mind little by little, and gradually regained his state of mind during scientific research.
As a result, the various ideas belonging to the 'Magical Weapon Microscope' and the superficial knowledge of weapon refining that he had learned before became clear again in his mind.
And he gradually got rid of the impetuousness and jumpiness of the previous period, and returned to the calm and peaceful mood of the past.
But he still didn't rush to try. Instead, he found a weapon refiner in the weapon refining hall, followed him, and learned the knowledge of weapon refining step by step.
He actually found two inner sect elders before and learned to refine weapons for a while, but this time it was different.
Yue Siming, the foreign affairs elder of Qingcang Peak, has an early stage of Jindan cultivation and is a weapon refiner under the Qianji Pavilion of the weapon refining hall.
To be honest, this person is not the most experienced weapon refiner in the weapon refining hall, nor is he the highest level, nor does he even have any unique skills.
And this one is not a disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect in the traditional sense.
He was a blacksmith before he entered Taoism. He learned the craft from his father when he was young. He hammered every day and learned the blacksmith craft.
Later, by chance, I got a breath-taking method and half a tool-refining manual, studied it alone, and actually relied on my good qualifications to enter the Tao, and learned a skill that was not too brilliant. Tool refining means.
But where do you put the words 'not very clever'?
If it were placed in the Galaxy Sword Sect, it can really only be described as "not very clever".
But if it were placed among casual cultivators, it would be the only one.
It is common for loose cultivators from all over the country to come to him to refine some strange magic weapons.
In this regard, ten years of casual cultivation allowed him to learn a variety of weapon-refining skills.
To say that he is very clever, it may not be called it, but it can be said that he is well-informed.
There are all kinds of weird and weird materials that he can't recognize.
There was no one among all kinds of weird magic weapons that he couldn't identify.
However, only the casual cultivators themselves know the suffering of casual cultivators.
Although relying on this skill, he is already considered a leader among casual cultivators, but if he wants to go further on the path and just hang out among casual cultivators, it is basically impossible.
Yue Siming also knew this very well, so he tried every possible means to drag people to find connections, and finally joined the Galaxy Sword Sect under the recommendation of a big shot.
Strictly speaking, with his identity, even if he joins the Galaxy Sword Sect, he will not be able to get a true direct lineage inheritance.
After all, he is not 'upright' enough.
But even so, with the sect's resources, he was able to steadily form a golden elixir and gain a foothold in the Weapon Refining Hall.
As for Mo Chengjun, it's not like he couldn't find a weapon refiner who was more skilled than him.
With his status at this time, even if he is given step-by-step instructions from a master of weapon refining, there are probably people who would be willing to do so.
But Mo Chengjun fell in love with this person because of his "creative ability".
Every day, he would spend about an hour and a half in the afternoon to study with this person.
Starting from the simplest identification and refining of materials, and then going deeper into the weapon spirit formula, to the spiritual seal inscriptions of various refining weapons, to the fusion and smelting of various materials, and so on...
It should be said that any mature knowledge system has its complete and complex side.
Even for Mo Chengjun, if he wants to get involved in the field of weapon refining, he needs to be serious enough and take a long enough time to study.
And this one really did not disgrace his reputation. Although he was not a master of weapon refinement, his theoretical knowledge was even more mediocre.
But I really can’t stand the fact that this person has extremely rich practical experience!
Especially when identifying, processing, and refining materials, he can always find some completely unreasonable techniques.
For example, when refining a material called 'flowing flint'.
Others like to practice with water and fire techniques, and so does he, but in the process, he likes to throw in one or two cicadas, and they must be cicadas that have passed the winter.
This makes no sense at all, and goes against the existing theory of weapon refining.
But the problem is that the flowing flint he refined in this way, alas, became the best.
Well, there are not just one or two of these tricks, and some of them are even useless, but when it comes to yield, he is among the highest in Qianji Pavilion.
That is to say, no matter what weird materials are given to him, he can always get you a finished magic weapon.
Of course, the specific effect?
Uh, let's wait and see after the magic weapon is formed.
This may really be the ability forced by the living environment of casual cultivators.
Of course, besides refining weapons, Yue Siming would also ask Mo Chengjun various questions.
Others have spent countless efforts to get the opportunity to ask questions. Now he can be regarded as "the first to get the moon", so naturally he will not let it go.
Although he joined the Sword Sect, his breath-taking method actually belongs to the fire method.
His best skill is also the fire spell, which he has become proficient in over the years of refining weapons. However, he wants to improve this fire spell to the level of magical power, but he is unable to do so.
Well, it’s not that I’m powerless, it’s that I have no direction at all.
Mo Chengjun didn't care about his questions, he always told everything he knew, and he even spent some effort to study the other party's breathing technique and spell system.
Then, the direction of research is given.
Yes, just so casual.
But there is nothing he can do. Who knows that he can be so arrogant in the field of magic?
After becoming familiar with each other, the two of them learned from each other and confirmed each other.
One feels that he is making rapid progress in the weapon refining process and is about to achieve great success.
One felt that the magical power of fire had been beckoned to him, and he could obtain it at will.
In a hurry, a month passed.
On this day, Mo Chengjun's small courtyard was finally renovated. He also said goodbye to the time of living in the temporary cave, and strolled back to his small courtyard on his four ears.
It just so happens that the sky is getting dark, the setting sun is shining slantingly, and there is still a trace of fish belly white on the sky.
Stepping on the bluestone path at the back of the Zangfa Building, Mo Chengjun returned to his small courtyard in the soft spring breeze.
First there is a winding path, with cultivated fields on both sides.
With the nourishment of the main vein of inspiration, this place has become the best medicinal field. The land is soft and fertile, but it is short of the elixir to be planted.
In front of the mansion is a small courtyard surrounded by a wooden fence. On the left side of the courtyard is a huge tea tree.
The tea tree was so lush that it cast a shadow. There were two lounge chairs under the tree, with a coffee table in the middle.
On the left side of the courtyard, there is a pavilion with stone tables and chairs.
Mo Chengjun fell in love with her at just one glance, and felt that this was the pastoral life he wanted.
He was about to enter his small courtyard and found that the original small courtyard had indeed expanded into several houses. Although the area was much larger, many houses with different functions had been added.
But obviously, this place still follows the simple and warm route according to Mo Chengjun's requirements.
That is, when Mo Chengjun walked to the end and entered the courtyard, he was a little confused.
That's obviously where Mo Chengjun rests and practices.
Retreat rooms, bedrooms, studies, and even vacant laboratories are all available!
But the only thing that Mo Chengjun couldn't understand was what was the purpose of such a big hole in the middle of the courtyard?
Mo Chengjun walked around the pit again and again, his face full of confusion.
He turned his head and looked at Balinger, who had just escaped from the light, and asked, "What is this?"
Baling'er also looked at him and asked, "Isn't this what you asked to stay?"
Mo Chengjun's face trembled: "Do you think there is a hole in my head that I would leave such a big hole in my yard?"
"It's really hard to say!"
Baling'er rubbed his chin and said seriously: "With that brain of yours, who knows what weird things are in it.
So, if you insist on saying that you have a hole in your head, I will believe you. "
Mo Chengjun: "..."
At this moment, a voice sounded faintly from all around, with no discernable direction.
"I asked you to stay in this pit."
But a sword rainbow fell from the sky, and the figure of the female sword master Shen Jinxiu appeared.
"I've met the palace master."
"I've met the palace master."
Mo Chengjun and Baling'er immediately bowed and saluted with serious expressions. It seemed that they were not the ones who had just discussed the pit on the ground and the pit on the head.
The female swordsman didn't care about them, but stood beside the pit. With a wave of her hand, she saw a purple jade bracelet on her wrist rapidly growing in size.
A small tree spun out from the center of the purple jade bracelet, and continued to grow larger and taller in mid-air, until it became a tree several feet tall with luxuriant branches and peach blossoms.
The peach tree immediately fell down and fell into the big pit, filling it up steadily, but only for a moment, leaving no gaps.
Standing under the peach tree, Mo Chengjun looked up at the lush greenery, smelling the fragrance of the peach blossoms, and his eyes were slightly confused.
"This, this is?"
The female sword master then spoke slowly: "This is the reward you deserve for saving the face of our Galaxy Sword Sect at the Wutong Dharma Assembly.
This is a fairy tree. "
