It seems that everyone is going to fight over the right to live in the new house.
The high priest quickly stood up and said with an unhappy look on his face: "What are you doing? Didn't you hear clearly what the prophet just said?
Everyone, immediately put down everything you are doing and teach me how to build a house!
If you can't learn it within half a month, I'll stop you! "
As soon as he spoke.
Everyone was immediately frightened and nodded sadly.
At this time, the member of the hunting team said with hope: "Then... what about the house? I have no house to live in!"
The high priest said loudly: "If you don't have a house to live in, just squeeze in with others. Until you learn how to build a house, no one is allowed to touch this house..."
As he spoke, he looked around at everyone and added: "In order to prevent you bastards from sneaking into this house in the middle of the night...
These days, I will guard this house day and night, and no one is allowed to enter! "
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone's expressions became strange.
The high priest coughed twice with some guilt, stiffened his back and said, "Did you hear that?"
"Listen...I heard it!"
"Why are you still standing here after hearing this? Why don't you get out of here?" the high priest said, blowing his beard and staring.
"Leave now, leave now!"
Soon, the tribe members were driven away by him.
The high priest stood at the door, watching them go away, turned around and closed the door, looking at the spacious and bright room, his eyes suddenly full of emotion.
"What a nice house. Good times are coming!"
Thinking of how everyone in the entire Blackstone tribe would be able to live in such a house in the future, the high priest couldn't help but feel a sore nose and burst into tears.
He came to the simple wooden bed made by Wang Xiu, sat down on the bed spread with dry leaves, and his eyes suddenly narrowed into slits.
"Oh~ so soft!"
"Let's just say...how did the prophet's brain grow? Why didn't we think of sleeping under it with leaves before?"
He sighed and lay down.
at this time.
The door was pushed open!
"High Priest, just now..."
Shi pushed the door open and saw the high priest who was about to lie down, stunned there.
The high priest reacted quickly and sat up in one flick, so fast that he almost didn't twist his waist.
He said with a dark face: "What are you doing...what are you doing?"
Shi said: "It's nothing. It's just the bead that the prophet gave you. Is it still with you? We have to look at it to learn from it!"
The high priest had a sullen face, took out the photo beads from his arms, and handed them over: "Be careful, if you break it, I won't be able to afford the compensation if I kill you all!"
Shi took it as if he had received a valuable treasure, his face full of treasure, and he nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, don't worry!"
The high priest glanced at him sideways: "Is there anything else?"
Shi's face looked strange and said: "Were you just getting ready... to sleep?"
The high priest's face turned red, but he couldn't tell because of his dark skin. He could only show that his face was already darker: "Yes... so what? Old man, I have worked hard for the tribe all my life, can't I enjoy it?" ?”
Shi San smiled and said: "Okay, okay, you can continue!"
The high priest yelled: "Get out!"
…
Wang Xiu's own room was naturally not as rough as the example made for them.
Not only does it have a loft with a separate courtyard.
Even the furniture in the house is carefully crafted.
In the face of the powerful magic power and spiritual consciousness of the immortal cultivators, as long as they use a few thoughts, these crafts are nothing.
The bed was covered with a brocade quilt brought from the world of immortality.
Finally, I no longer have to stay in that dark stone house.
Wang Xiu felt much better.
With the understanding of the [Army-Breaking Talisman Formation], the efficiency has also improved a lot.
Three months later.
inside the house.
Arrays of mana light surged.
A ball of blazing spiritual flames was suspended in the air, with a scimitar-shaped magic weapon rising and falling continuously.
Wang Xiu's eyes were full of light.
His fingers glowed with spiritual light and he wrote in mid-air.
Incomparably fine lines are constantly appearing and imprinted on the blade.
Finally, the last rune was completed.
A powerful edge suddenly swept out and spread to all directions.
Wang Xiuzhan reached out and made a gentle move.
The scimitar fell back into his palm obediently.
"After three months, I finally succeeded in carving an army-breaking talisman formation!"
Wang Xiu looked at this genuine low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.
The second level weapon refining is indeed much more difficult than the first level.
The mystery of the talisman formation is difficult and obscure, far beyond Wang Xiu's imagination.
He consumes the power of faith and accelerates his enlightenment.
Within a month, all the mysteries of the talisman formation were understood.
But that’s the step of compiling.
But it trapped him for two full months.
As long as one is not careful, a hand shakes or an eye blinks, the talisman array will be scrapped, and even the magic weapon will become useless in an instant.
Fortunately, Wang Xiu has no shortage of materials.
If it were an ordinary person, the cost of failure alone in accumulating experience would be an unimaginable sum of spiritual stones.
Wang Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "I'm still like this, but it's even more difficult for an ordinary weapon refiner!"
He uses the power of faith to assist in enlightenment, and his speed is definitely faster than ordinary people.
Just a set of army-breaking talisman formations.
For an average first-level peak weapon refiner to understand its mysteries, it would take at least five or six years of hard work!
The subsequent practice and compilation not only consume energy and time, but also consume financial resources!
Talented person.
With enough material support, it takes ten years to go from the first level peak weapon refiner to the second level!
This is why the famous weapon refiners in the outside world.
Almost all of them are over a decade old, and there are even some who are older!
And the higher-level weapon refiners.
It is almost invisible on weekdays.
It has long been supported by major sects or chambers of commerce.
Otherwise, with its own financial resources, even if it makes a lot of money from refining weapons, it will not be able to support its continued progress.
Even at the beginning, there was only one third-level weapon refiner worshiping in Taixuan Sect!
As for the fourth level, there is none!
The foundation of the Ethereal Mysterious Sect is simply unaffordable!
"Now, I can be considered as officially entering the ranks of second-level low-grade weapon refiners!" Wang Xiu said to himself.
Although he has only mastered one type of army-breaking talisman formation now, it is enough.
But as the saying goes, one trick can be used everywhere.
As long as you can refine a low-grade spiritual weapon, no matter what you refine, the cultivation world will recognize it.
"There is no rush to refine the Red Sky Sword again. Let's get some more materials and practice with it first, and then wait until the success rate increases..."
Wang Xiu took a deep breath to calm down.
After all, the Chixiao Sword is a magic weapon of destiny, so you should be careful.
It’s not too late to practice again when you are confident enough!
…
soon.
A month has passed.
After consuming hundreds of kilograms of spiritual iron.
Wang Xiu finally stabilized the success rate of compiling the [Breaking Army Talisman Formation] at over 90%!
There was also a pile of scrapped magic weapons and tires in the yard.
After careful consideration, he decided to start refining the Red Sky Sword!
