Zhang Chu suddenly realized that Wu Lao's behavior might be "in line with the Tao"!
It seems that Wu Lao told Zhang Chu these words.
But in fact, he was telling the seed and some kind of rules of the demon ruins.
Wu Lao wanted to let that seed know that his path and his beliefs were completely consistent with that seed.
Maybe in this way, that seed will take the initiative to choose Wu Lao.
At this moment, Zhang Chu looked at the four women behind Wu Lao again, wanting to see their reactions.
As a result, even if Wu Lao said that these four women were destined to become Wu Lao's nourishment, the four of them still had that unusually satisfied and sincere smile on their faces.
If you look carefully, you can see that the eyes of these four women are moving, but they don't have any abnormal emotions.
Zhang Chu couldn't help but ask: "You four, do you also think that you are Wu Lao's soil or food?"
The beautiful woman Wu Da said: "It is our honor to be able to extend Master's life."
"This..." Zhang Chu was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Chu set his sights on Mr. Wu again, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "This old guy must be a cult leader, how can he make these four beauties so willing!"
Mr. Wu still looks very kind, with white eyebrows and white hair, and a childish face. He seems to be the kindest grandfather in the world.
In fact, Wu Lao is indeed very easy to get close to.
He said: "Young man, if you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask me. In my opinion, your life well is very special. If you practice well, it will be of great use."
Hearing this, Zhang Chu got goosebumps all over his body!
The old man's evaluation of Zhang Chu was not that "he must be a great success", but "he must be of great use"!
"Does this old bastard already regard me as the soil for cultivating seeds?" Zhang Chu cursed in his heart.
It’s no wonder that Mr. Wu is so “kind” to everyone. Perhaps, he has regarded the seed as something in his pocket, and these creatures in the demon ruins, whether they are polluted or not yet polluted, are all nutrients in his eyes. .
In other words, Mr. Wu regards people like Zhang Chu as his "crops" or "livestock."
Naturally, you must feed and cultivate your crops and livestock well so that you can have a good harvest.
Zhang Chu felt inexplicably dissatisfied in his heart.
But Mr. Wu was very interested in Zhang Chu. He looked at Zhang Chu carefully. After a long time, he smiled and said: "You practice climbing the ladder to heaven?"
"That's right."
Zhang Chu was not too surprised.
It is strange that a person like Wu Lao cannot see his own path of cultivation.
Wu Lao continued to smile and said: "Well, how about climbing the ladder to heaven? It is a very good way to practice. It is a relatively broad secret road in the starry sky."
"Practice hard and strive to reach the Great Perfection of the Thirty-Six Transformations as soon as possible. However, don't continue to break through. The Life Spring realm is very scary for you." Wu Lao said.
After saying that, Mr. Wu stood up and said, "Thank you for the water. See you soon."
Soon, Mr. Wu left with his four female disciples.
As soon as Mr. Wu left, the old village chief cursed: "What is this? It seems that it has treated us as food!"
Zhang Chuze sighed in his heart. In fact, most of the creatures in the demon ruins are really food for those who are above them.
And if you want to get rid of the fate of becoming food, you must escape from the demon ruins.
…
Two days later, at noon, under the old jujube tree.
Tong Qingshan, who was casting a spear, suddenly changed.
The forging furnace suddenly emitted sounds of dragons roaring and tigers roaring!
Everyone in Zaoye Village heard the sound and hurriedly gathered to watch Tong Qingshan.
"Are you ready to master Qingshan's spear?" someone asked in a low voice.
"It must be a magic weapon! It took so much precious materials and so much time."
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb Brother Qingshan."
…
Zhang Chu also stood not far from Tong Qingshan, staring at Tong Qingshan carefully.
At this moment, in the forging furnace, a blazing flame rose into the sky and reached the branches of the old date tree.
"Phew!" A high-pitched and loud phoenix cry sounded at the same time.
If you look carefully, there seems to be a golden phoenix rising into the sky among the flames.
But under the golden phoenix, there are several ice blue ice phoenixes following, looming in the flames, mysterious and abnormal.
The old jujube tree glowed slightly, and a mysterious rune was scattered.
The old jujube tree has obviously not grown taller, nor has the soaring flame gotten shorter, but there seems to be a chasm between the two that can never be crossed.
Immediately afterwards, the crown of the jujube tree god emitted wisps of divine patterns, and these divine patterns entered the forging furnace.
The fire suddenly changed. It was no longer an ordinary flame, but consisted of clusters of mysterious symbols.
Looking more closely, the gun head in the firelight has taken shape, with a perfect blend of thickness and sharpness. Countless mysterious symbols and lines appear on the surface.
Even when the eyes fell on the head of the gun, one could vaguely see the golden light and red neon, the auspicious purple mist, as if a door appeared looming.
"This is a real magic weapon!" Zhang Chu thought in shock.
Even before it is released, there are already various visions.
At this moment, Tong Qingshan frowned, as if he had reached some critical moment.
Suddenly, Tong Qingshan put his wrist above the flame, and with a slight stroke, a large amount of donated blood spurted out and continued to sprinkle on the head of the gun.
The originally auspicious gun tip suddenly became sharp and cold.
However, Tong Qingshan kept gritting his teeth and spraying his own blood on them, as if he felt it was not enough!
In just a few breaths, Tong Qingshan's face began to turn pale.
It can be seen that Tong Qingshan's blood is accompanied by mysterious spiritual power and special luster. That is Tong Qingshan's original blood!
At this moment, he actually used his original energy and blood to warm this precious spear.
"Qingshan!" the old village chief exclaimed.
Around them, the villagers held their breath nervously. It would be dangerous to lose so much blood.
Zhang Chu's expression also changed slightly. He did not expect that Tong Qingshan would use his own blood to temper the spear when he forged it.
Zhang Chu once heard that in the history of ancient China, there were indeed people who used their own blood to forge soldiers.
As a result, the magic weapon was established and the craftsman died.
At this moment, Zhang Chu felt sweaty in his heart.
But Zhang Chu felt that Tong Qingshan would not risk his own life just to refine weapons.
"Everyone, be quiet and don't disturb Qingshan." Zhang Chu whispered.
Everyone around him suddenly became quiet.
As Tong Qingshan's blood sprayed, all the strange sounds in the forge gradually disappeared.
Those mysterious and terrifying visions gradually faded away.
Even the flames composed of mysterious symbols gradually turned into ordinary fire.
The mysterious lines and symbols on the surface of the gun head have also disappeared.
Finally, Tong Qingshan shook his hand and the bleeding stopped immediately.
Then, he pulled hard, the spear came out of the furnace, and the fire naturally went out.
Everyone around was looking at the spear in Tong Qingshan's hand.
It looks simple and unpretentious, no different from an ordinary spear. The spear at this moment is very quiet and dark. Even if it is thrown into the pile of guns, ordinary people may not be able to tell the difference at a glance.
But if you feel it carefully, you can feel a simple and natural atmosphere!
Suddenly, Tong Qingshan pointed his spear at a huge rock not far away.
puff!
Although no divine marks or gun shadows were seen, the stone actually made a soft sound.
After about two breaths, the boulder suddenly made a clicking sound. In an instant, the boulder was covered with fine lines!
With a click, the boulder shattered to pieces.
Around me, some people couldn't help shivering: "It's so cold!"
A strong cold air came from the rubble.
Tong Qingshan's blow just now actually froze the boulder to pieces with the cold air!
"Oh my God, it's so amazing! I've never heard of ice that can break rocks!" someone exclaimed.
Zhang Chu then said: "It is worthy of being forged by Ten Thousand Years Cold Iron. It is truly unique."
Tong Qingshan burst out laughing. He held the gun in one hand and shouted towards Zhang Chu: "Sir, it's done!"
Immediately afterwards, Tong Qingshan said: "Sir, please give me a name!"
Zhang Chu thought for a while and said: "This gun is made of ten thousand years of cold iron and has been forged by fierce fire. It is extracted from the extreme heat to make its coldness more refined and pure."
"Xuan Bing! How about it?"
"Xuan Bing!" Tong Qingshan was immediately overjoyed: "Hahaha, it's called Xuan Bing!"
After saying that, Tong Qingshan's face turned pale, his body swayed and he almost fell!
Zhang Chu and several others hurriedly stepped forward and supported Tong Qingshan.
"How is it?" Zhang Chu asked.
Tong Qingshan smiled bitterly again: "It's not good. Refining Xuanbing consumes too much energy and blood... In the short term, we may not be able to do it."
"This..." Zhang Chu felt worried.
But at this moment, Lao Zaoshu spoke: "Not bad, very good. The charm is restrained and the way is natural. This spear can last a lifetime."
Tong Qingshan hurriedly looked at the old jujube tree and said weakly: "Thank you, God of the jujube tree, for your help."
Fujisu's leaves also started to rustle: "This is too outrageous. This is the realm of life well, how can we refine the divine weapon of life?"
"Oh my God, Zi Xing Zao, where did you find such a group of monster-level characters?"
"You know, even demon kings, most of them can't cultivate their own divine weapons!"
Lao Zaoshu said: "Qingshan is different. His love for guns is almost obsessed. His understanding of guns is far beyond ordinary people."
"Many demon kings are stuck in the final 'achieved weapon' state because they cannot understand the true meaning of a certain weapon or physical skill, but Qingshan has passed this stage long ago."
Fujisu's leaves clattered: "Yes, don't you think it's outrageous? Generally speaking, the demon king can only conceive and raise his own divine weapon after he has become a weapon. How come he has his own destiny in the realm of the well of life? weapon!"
"It's just... each one is more perverted than the other!" Teng Su's tone was even a little jealous.
Tong Qingshan said a little weakly: "However, my condition feels very bad. It may take a long time to replenish it. This time, the consumption of energy and blood is a bit serious."
Zhang Chuxin muttered: "But according to my calculations, King Bu of Dashuo City may be arriving in the next few days..."
