As he spoke, Zhao Ning took out a long sword. The long sword was dim and dull, and all the dark lines and spiritual restraints were hidden, just like an ordinary mortal iron sword.
But this sword is not ordinary at all. This sword is a damaged spiritual treasure that Zhao Ning obtained at Wanbao Villa. However, under Zhao Ning's restriction, all the Tiangang Spiritual Barriers above were hidden.
This move is a double test, testing who Peng Jian is, and testing whether he can really repair all things?
Peng Jue took the sword, looked it up and down, and smiled, "It turns out to be a...sword."
But he returned the sword to Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning asked, "What does this mean? It's not easy to repair?"
"Of course not. Since I claim that 'everything in the world can be restored as long as it exists,' I can definitely repair it." But he shrugged and said, "However, I can't repair it now because I am short of materials."
Peng Jue's words were starting to sound more and more like that, so Zhao Ning asked, "What materials are needed? As long as they can be repaired, I can provide them."
Peng Jue smiled and said, "You don't need any powerful materials, just a fist-sized washing stone."
Stone washing can remove dirty magical stones and even reset the properties of spiritual treasures.
"Yes." Zhao Ning paused slightly, "Then if I get the materials, how should I find Uncle Peng?"
"I'll be forging iron in this market. If you look around the market, you can see me."
He must have rested, so he stood up from the ground, raised his bellows again, and walked outside singing his weird shouting song.
Holding the long sword Lingbao in her hand, Zhao Ning felt even more weird. After she got the damaged Lingbao, she never knew why the Lingbao was damaged and had no clue at all. But in this Peng Jue In his answer, he could even see at a glance what kind of damage the spirit treasure had suffered—that it had been contaminated by some force.
Zhao Ning stared in the direction of the alley. Peng Jue's movements were slow, but he had already disappeared into the alley, and there was no trace at all.
She threw the sword back into the House of Silent Spirits.
Since there is no opportunity to find the golden elixir, it would be great if there is a chance to repair the spiritual treasure.
After wandering around the shop, Zhao Ning heard about the news about washing stones. The reputation of this kind of stone has been passed down from ancient times. Nowadays, there are very few washing stones on the market, but a washing stone did appear a while ago. , I heard it was spit out from the cracks in Qingu Mountain.
Zhao Ning didn't expect that after going round and round, she still wanted to go there and take a look.
Qingu Mountain is located to the west of Fangshi. You can reach the foot of Qingu Mountain by walking up the river for less than a hundred miles.
When Zhao Ning arrived near Qingu Mountain, she could faintly hear the huge sound of wind coming from the forest of Qingu Mountain, but the sound was not so violent, like a whisper without emotion.
At this time, I saw countless people from Qingu Mountain running down the mountain.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Ning casually grabbed a person, but heard the person say in panic, "The earth dragon has turned over, hurry up."
Zhao Ning was surprised that she didn't feel the earthquake.
Just when Zhao Ning didn't understand, she suddenly felt something. She raised her eyes and looked at the tall mountain peak, and she actually watched the mountain peak slide forward half a foot.
It's like the mountain can walk, without any tremors, just moving forward.
And because of the action just now, a huge gap opened at the foot of the mountain. The coldness in the gap was like the top of the Extreme Cold Palace and the cold side bones.
Zhao Ning stood outside the crack for a while. Because of the situation just now, all the people nearby who were looking for treasures on Qingu Mountain were wiped out.
The changes in Qingu Mountain have disappeared, and it has returned to silence.
Zhao Ning approached the edge and looked down. The cracks were full of jagged and stacked stones, and the ground was covered with all kinds of strange crystals, but Zhao Ning didn't feel any threat.
At this moment, Zhao Ning heard a thud, and after a while, he saw something thrown out from the gap. Zhao Ning locked his eyes, and the thrown thing froze in mid-air for a moment, and then moved toward Zhao Ning. Bian flew over.
It was a dark iron stone, a third- and fourth-level weapon refining material.
At this moment, a sound suddenly came from the crack. Zhao Ning glanced in the direction of the sound and saw an old man in ragged clothes, with messy hair, holding a stone pickaxe in his hand, and a cloth strip tied on his palm. But there were still dried blood stains on the cloth strip. It seemed that he had been digging something underneath with a stone pick for a long time.
The old man climbed a few steps and was really tired. He sat on a protruding stone, wiped the sweat from his head, and looked up.
Then he saw Zhao Ning.
"Fairy, Fairy, can you give me a hand?" He smiled honestly.
Invisible power wrapped around the old man and soon pulled him to the ground. He stood up straight with a stone pickaxe, patted the dust on his body, and bowed to Zhao Ning with a nondescript salute, "Thank you, fairy, for the rescue. Fairies are kind.”
"What is the old man doing down there?" She unfolded the black iron stone in her hand, "Did the old man throw this thing out?"
The old man stretched his neck and looked at it, as if he couldn't see clearly, and then asked Zhao Ning, "Fairy, can you let me hold it in my hand and have a look?"
Zhao Ning was slightly surprised, but still handed the black iron stone to him as instructed. He turned it over and looked at it a few times, then used his rough fingertips to test several edges and corners of the black iron stone.
Zhao Ning saw this and asked, "Is there any difference between these thrown objects?"
"There is indeed a difference." The old man replied respectfully, "Most of the ores were dug out by the old man, but they were thrown out when they were of no use to him. And some ores would also be spit out from the cracks. Like this stone, it has The rounded edges and corners cannot be dug out by an old stone pickaxe, they should be spit out from the cracks."
This made Zhao Ning even more surprised. This was not in line with Zhao Ning's expectations. She thought that the things spit out from the cracks were actually dug out by him.
"Didn't you say that there are stored spiritual treasures left by ancient monks here?"
"I don't know about this old man, but there is indeed a crack below, and something will spit out from time to time." The old man glanced at Zhao Ning and reminded, "But, fairy, if you are interested in the 'storage space', I still want to I would like to advise you, in the past few decades, countless immortal masters have come here to explore, and many have jumped into the gap, but no one has ever come out."
The old man paused and said, "In fact, I think this gap may not be a gap in the storage space, but may be a way to another world."
"Why do you say that?" Zhao Ning asked curiously.
But I heard this old man say, "I once saw a mirage from another world one night. It was a desolate place, as if it were a wild world. The corpses of beasts everywhere were fighting with the immortal masters. It was extremely scary. You are a thousand Don't underestimate me, everything I said is true."
Zhao Ning thought for a moment and said, "I misunderstood. I don't want to enter the 'crack in the alien world'. I just want to see if there is any washing stone here."
"Washing stone?" The old man thought for a moment and then asked, "It's a white, soft stone."
Zhao Ning nodded.
"There are some. A while ago, I dug a piece out of the ground and threw it out. I found it again later, but I didn't excavate it. I took the fairy there."
As he spoke, he jumped down, as if he had rested for a while, and his whole body was full of energy, and his movements down were more familiar than those up.
Zhao Ning followed behind, "Is this old man a stranger?"
The alien is a foreigner. He has special abilities that humans cannot possess. Moreover, these special abilities are all kinds of strange, strong or weak. Some are even comparable to Foundation Establishment monks, while others are just stronger.
The Jiuzhou Chronicle once said that these aliens are the descendants of the ancient gods. This is the extremely rare power in their blood. However, today's Jiuzhou is nothing, and has even been lost among all living beings.
"Oh, yes, I haven't had to sleep since I was a child. It's just that after being down there for a long time, sometimes I can't breathe, so I have to come up to take a breath."
Zhao Ning listened strangely, "Then why does the old man have to mine under this crack for a long time?"
It doesn't look like he needs to mine to support his family, otherwise he wouldn't just throw away the ore he doesn't want.
"Of course it's to eat."
Zhao Ning was stunned by his answer. He saw a strange stone in his arms, which looked like coral or a ginger branch. He took a bite. It was crispy, but the biting surface was indeed made of stone.
"We, the aliens, can only feed on this."
This made Zhao Ning really see that Jiuzhou is so vast and full of wonders.
After burning incense for a long time, they arrived at a rock wall and saw a group of washing stones embedded in the gray stone.
He took a stone pickaxe, opened the surface with a slight tap, pulled out a piece of washing stone and gave it to Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ning looked at the washing stone in her hand and didn't know it was so easy, so she thanked her aloud.
The old man smiled naively and saw a mithril mine next to him, so he knocked it down and threw it upwards, and it flew away.
He clapped his hands and pointed toward a gap below, "Fairy, look, that's the real crack."
The crack was like a purple scar running across the ground, and there were some scattered fragments of spiritual weapons that had not been thrown out at the edge of the crack.
Zhao Ning struck out with a spiritual light from his fingertips, and suddenly a gray mist burst out. The thunder light tore through the gray mist, like a surge, then retracted like a breath, and then calmed down again.
The gray fog thunder seemed to be consistent with the calculation rules of the Lord Yuanshen.
"It really is the law."
"Exactly. Fairies can still see clearly."
"Now that I have obtained the washing stone, I can leave. This gap in the alien world is extremely weird. Since it can spit out treasures, it is also possible that a vicious beast will spit out someday. Please be careful."
"I do have the intention to move in the past few days, thank you fairy for reminding me."
He bowed and held his hands in greeting, and Zhao Ning returned the greeting.
"Do you still need me to take the old man up?"
"Hahaha, no need, that breath just now is enough to keep you old for three days."
"The old man is amazing. Then I'll take my leave."
When Zhao Ning found Peng Jue, he was still wandering around the market with his bellows. When he met people, he shouted, "Is there anything you want to repair? Everything can be repaired."
But no one paid attention to him. Instead, they were frightened by his unextinguished bellows and scattered around, even driving him away.
He didn't care at all and wandered leisurely on the street until he reached a certain place. Suddenly he raised his head and saw Zhao Ning standing in the crowd, saluting him from afar.
Peng Jue smiled instantly and turned to the other side, which was the same corner where they met by chance.
He had already set up the bellows there and was sitting on the ground, as if waiting for Zhao Ning to come over.
Zhao Ning walked up to him. The man looked up at Zhao Ning and said with a smile, "Little girl, you move pretty fast."
He stretched out his hand towards Zhao Ning, "Bring it here, I guarantee that it will be repaired exactly the same for you, without any flaws."
Zhao Ning just had a faint smile on her lips, and then handed the damaged spirit treasure to the man. The man opened the bellows directly, and the fire inside rushed out instantly. For a moment, Zhao Ning felt a terrifying aura, but as the The spirit sword was thrown in, the lid closed instantly, and the breath disappeared.
It seemed that the breath just now was just Zhao Ning's illusion.
Zhao Ning then took out the washing stone. He played with it and said, "Yes, it is indeed freshly excavated from the ground."
After saying that, he threw the washing stone into it again, and then started to pull the bellows.
He kept pulling the bellows without saying anything unnecessary.
Zhao Ning was also silent.
After a while, the whole corner was extremely quiet, and the man finally couldn't help talking.
"Little girl, aren't you afraid that I will damage your spiritual... magic weapon? So calm. Is this thing yours or mine?"
Zhao Ning said curiously, "Since senior promised that the repair will be successful, why should I doubt it?"
For a moment, Peng Jue didn't know whether Zhao Ning was naive or was secretly talking about something, but Zhao Ning's sudden change of title seemed to indicate the latter.
He coughed and stopped talking, but noticed nothing.
Zhao Ning asked, "Senior, can you practice cultivation by refining weapons for others in the market?"
