When he was in Stone Castle, Chang Siguo took a large amount of low-grade ores to practice smelting materials. His fine control of flames was no less than that of an ordinary weapon refiner. He controlled the crimson flames and slowly tempered them without haste.
Time passed slowly, and the sky suddenly became darker.
A gentle knock on the door and Mo Shoucheng's voice came from outside: "Brother, are you practicing?"
Chang Siguo held the red ball in one hand and walked forward to open the door. He smiled at Mo Shoucheng who was watching in surprise, "Come in, I'm tempering a magic weapon using the cowardly method of returning to the original state. I won't go there tonight." Let’s eat and settle it later.”
The flame temperatures required for quenching magic instruments and smelting ores are very different.
He is more than capable of multitasking.
Mo Shoucheng walked into the room, closed the door with his backhand, stared at the turtle shell with yellow and black primitive runes faintly emerging from the flames, and said, "Brother, don't be distracted. If I'm not mistaken, this is Yi Biao's famous magic weapon Tuxuan Turtle shell, that old guy has been cultivating it for fifty or sixty years, and has made the turtle shell as good as an ordinary magic weapon. Unexpectedly, it still fell into the hands of senior brother."
"It doesn't matter, I feel like most of the spiritual power marks have been refined. Is that Yi Biao famous?"
"He hangs out in the ancient battlefield and Tianwanfang City. He is somewhat famous among casual cultivators. With this earthen turtle shell, he once fought with a fifth-level monkey demon from the demon tribe without losing in several moves. He is a powerful guy."
Mo Shoucheng originally wanted to remind his senior brother to be careful when using this magical weapon.
Then I thought about it, senior brother can even kill Yi Biao, and he is afraid of Yi Biao's friends.
What's more, there is no fool among the casual cultivators hanging around here. I'm afraid not many people will do it to ask for trouble for a dead man. The living environment of the casual cultivators is completely different from that of the sect monks, and the way of doing things is even more complicated. actual.
After watching it for a while, Mo Shoucheng didn't want to disturb Chang Siguo who was refining the magic weapon for too long. He took out a piece of paper from his arms and put it on the table, saying that he wanted to get down to business.
"Senior brother, this is the decree from the sect Feijian. The name of the new wine is officially designated as Bajiu to highlight the reputation of my domineering and invincible sect. Because my senior brother contributed a great contribution to the brewing recipe, all the Bajiu shops in every city will be appointed in the future. If you sell it, senior brother can get 10% of the profit for a period of one hundred years."
The sect once wrote to him to discuss changing "Shou Cheng Ba Jiu" to "Ba Jiu".
He couldn't understand the sect's intention, so he quickly changed the name of the wine according to the sect's intention. Apart from his mother-in-law being a little dissatisfied, he was satisfied to get a share of the benefits.
Mo Shoucheng smiled and cupped his hands, "Congratulations, senior brother. I will also benefit from it, and I will be able to share 10% of the profits from the new wine sold by Liefeng Tower in the next hundred years."
In a year at most, he and Cheng Hongyi would be freed from the chores in the city, return to the sect, and practice with peace of mind.
The 10% of Lifeng Tower's wine profits within a hundred years will be a steady stream of income for the couple.
This was a huge amount of cultivation resources, and it was so affordable that he missed Senior Brother Chang's favor.
"Joy and rejoice together."
Chang Siguo smiled and glanced at the note. The sect was very generous with the 10% profit.
As for changing his name, he didn't care, he could do whatever he wanted.
After Mo Shoucheng left, he continued to temper the tortoise shell. As he approached Hai hour, the tortoise shell wrapped in flames in his hand suddenly emitted a bright earthy yellow light curtain, which pushed away the flames in just one click.
Chang Siguo was overjoyed that the messy marks on the turtle shell were finally removed. This was a reflection of the recovery of the magic weapon itself.
He put away the flame, put his left middle finger in his mouth, bit it hard, and then bit it again.
He bit the skin with a loud crunching sound, squeezed out three drops of blood, and applied it to the middle of the front and back of the turtle shell where the light converged, wrapping the spiritual energy like water around the tempered jade-like turtle shell, and kneaded the secret with his left hand. , carefully blessing spiritual power and spiritual consciousness marks.
He used the method of sacrificing seven inches.
It's just that the turtle shell in front of me is much harder to sacrifice than the seven-inch one.
Staring at the earthy-yellow shiny turtle shell under the light red spiritual energy, he felt that the progress was extremely slow. Chang thought suddenly and had an idea. He instead used the Black Turtle Restoration Technique, with traces of light yellow mixed in with the red.
The turtle shell reacted immediately, and a circle of thirteen hexagonal patterns in the middle seemed to come to life and began to wander around, absorbing the earth attribute energy in his spiritual energy.
Chang Siguo was overjoyed to finally find the right way to sacrifice and refine turtle shells.
Then he wholeheartedly used the Black Turtle Restoration Technique, and more of the light yellow spiritual energy was absorbed by the turtle shell.
The patterns on the back of the turtle shell stretched and shrank, floating in the air from his hand, slowly rotating in front of him. Various ancient runes kept flashing and converging, and the turtle shell also expanded and shrunk.
Chang Siguo noticed that his spiritual energy was being depleted, so he hurriedly swallowed a pill, pointed at the turtle shell with his right hand, and kept making seals with his left hand.
At the critical moment, there was no room for him to be distracted or stop.
After practicing for almost an hour, Chang Siguo was soaked with sweat and most of his energy was consumed.
The turtle shell expanded to the size of five feet and made a loud noise. All the patterns on the edge of the turtle shell echoed the thirteen patterns in the middle, flowing in two directions. The light curtain flashed three times in succession and then closed. The turtle shell shrank to the size of a baby's hand. Big or small, it fell into his hands.
Chang Siguo looked at the greatly changed and translucent turtle shell, which was carved out of a single piece of topaz. He stood still, feeling the vague connection between the turtle shell and him.
After a while, Chang Siguo laughed and said, "I picked up a good treasure. It's not worth the price I spent to sacrifice it."
He had a rough idea of the usefulness of turtle shells.
Yi Biao didn't find the trick, perhaps because his own attributes were inconsistent. It was only through his cultivation and time that he mastered some basic uses of this earthen turtle shell.
He also established a connection with the remaining spirituality inside the turtle shell through the Black Turtle Breathing Technique.
From now on, it will take a lot of time to slowly raise the container.
At present, he can only use part of the functions of this magic weapon, but the defensive power he can exert is not half worse than the old man in black shirt, and is more magical.
Fasten the delicate turtle shell above your left wrist and cover it with your sleeve for easy maintenance day and night.
Then he meditated to recover the lost spiritual energy, and had to deal with the coming sword energy tempering.
Early the next morning, Chen Laoshi, who had changed into a new robe and was well-dressed, accompanied several monks hired by Liefeng Tower all year round to go shopping at Guanling Ruins on the border of the demon clan. Chang Siguo said hello to Mo Shoucheng and left quietly. Fangshi, went to the southeast.
It was all a show, but he had two tree demons and vine demons on him, so he had to pretend to deliver the goods.
Ten days later, Chang Siguo returned to Fangshi after a long journey.
In the afternoon, I summoned Chen Laoshi, who had returned successfully and was doing nothing in Liefeng Tower.
After that unforgettable beating, Liefeng Tower no longer monitored Chen Laoshi under house arrest. Except for the heavily guarded brewing workshop, Chen Laoshi was allowed to enter and exit the Liefeng Tower.
Chen Laoshi took out two Sumeru bags from his arms, held them on the table with both hands, took a few steps back, and reported in detail his trip to the Monster Clan a few days ago, the transaction process, the amount of expenses, etc. .
Chang Siguo picked up the two Xumi bags, scanned them with his spiritual consciousness, and then raised his head to look at the respectful man.
Good guy, really good guy
The five-foot Xumi bag is completely filled, and the eight-foot Xumi bag is filled less than half.
With his eyes, he could see that the quality of this batch of ore was not bad. If he sold it at a street stall in the market, he would make several times the profit.
I picked up a business talent.
This guy used to live in poverty. As Mo Shoucheng said, "he is asking for rice from a golden rice bowl, but he is not with the right person." He blames Chen Laoshi for being too lucky and unable to hold on to his extravagant wealth.
He put down his Xumi bag with no expression on his face.
After listening to the report, Chang Siguo took out a Sumeru bag from his arms again. There were many such things in his space.
You Ji used the wood he harvested in the wild to make many cabinets, and organized the piles of items in his space into categories so that he could access them at any time.
"This Xumi bag is for you. There are two sapphire coins and a magic sword in it. I will reward you together. Do your job well and don't be half-hearted. And your eldest grandson who has the qualifications to practice in Dongling City can be brought to you. Come here and work as a waiter in Gale Tower, get a monthly salary, and you can slowly train yourself, it's up to you."
Chen Laoshi secretly glanced at the new master, but didn't see any expression.
The master knew everything about his family's situation, and he couldn't afford to resist at all.
In total, the reward of more than ten sapphire coins was a huge sum of money for him.
Thinking of the information he had gathered along the way from several purchasing monks, he found out that the black-faced master in front of him was a monk from the Domineering Invincible Sect, and that Liefeng Tower was the property of the Domineering Invincible Sect. I had to bow my head and cup my hands.
"Thank you very much, Master. Please allow me to take half a month's leave and go home to pick up the boy. From now on, I will work hard for you all my life without any complaints."
He could have stayed in Dongling City and been a rich man for the rest of his life.
In a secular city, as long as the monks keep their peace, the patrolmen will not interfere with the expulsion.
In order for his eldest grandson with cultivation qualifications to shine on his family and have a great future, he made up his mind to go out and work for more than ten years to earn meager cultivation resources for his grandson. He wanted to break away from Boss Gan and his group, and it was also for the sake of his grandson who was growing up. .
"Okay, let's go."
Chang Siguo waved his hand and told Chen Laoshi, who was grateful for his gratitude, to go down.
Back in the room, Chang Siguo poured all the ores in the two Xumi bags onto the ground.
Immediately, he felt the restless reaction of the original sword energy and Zi Yan.
Okay, just focus on this point. Chen Laoshi made a lot of money in this business. ,,
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