Early the next morning.
After Zhang Zhiwei practiced cultivation and harmonized his heart and lungs, his Qi moved more smoothly and tempered his life more efficiently.
At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei can always feel the power of faith that exists between heaven and earth.
However, the power of these beliefs is so weak that Zhang Zhiwei is not interested in absorbing it.
"Although the power of faith is good, it requires special management. This is very energy-consuming. Don't pursue it excessively. At this stage, life cultivation is the king!"
Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Zhiwei will give up on this thing. The power of faith is jointly pursued by the three religions. Even those saints who have achieved enlightenment are planning. If he wants to be dismissive, it must be a trance, but the current focus is not on it. This is the way.
"However, it's not impossible to do something about it. During this trip to Liaodong, I will definitely go to war. Maybe I can make the storm more violent."
"Directly activate the rebirth state of Lei Fa, show yourself as a saint in front of people, and perform an event as a god descending to earth. In this way, even if you are not a magic stick, you can recruit any believers or create any doctrines, and you will definitely be able to gain a huge amount of faith. force."
"If you don't pursue it deliberately and just do it casually, you can gain a lot. Only a fool would not do it. You just need to be careful not to get bombarded."
"Ordinary mountain artillery, mortars and the like are insignificant, but if you take a heavy artillery hit, such as an Italian artillery or something, it will be a bit overwhelming."
After thinking about it in his mind, Zhang Zhiwei put away his thoughts. After all, it was just talk on paper, so he should wait until Liaodong.
Immediately, he picked up the Dongfeng sword and walked out of the closet. He hadn't practiced sword practice for a long time. He just got the sword and he was very interested and planned to practice it.
Arriving at the clearing at the back of the mountain, Zhang Zhiwei drew his sword and swung it. The east wind swirled and stirred, and the sword was as heavy as a wave.
While swinging, Zhang Zhiwei injected his own Qi into the sword body to warm it up.
This is the simplest method of sacrificial refining. Even if it is a piece of mortal iron, if it is refined with Qi for a long time, even if it cannot become a magical weapon, it will still be quite powerful. This is the case with the Okamoto Zero Point Zero One in Feng Baobao's hand.
The peach wood sword in the hands of the Taoist priests of the Zhengyi Sect was also refined in this way, so that it could kill demons. Zhang Zhiwei's previous peach wood sword was broken because he had never refined it.
Of course, this kind of sacrificial refining method can only produce weapons that are as sharp as clay, but cannot produce magical weapons like the Dongfeng Great Sword. Magical weapons must be refined by a weapon refiner.
As for this weapon refining master...it's a bit like an innate being, a combination of innate talents and acquired training.
Therefore, there are very few weapon refiners in the alien world. There are a few old masters on Longhu Mountain who are weapon refiners. Most of the magic weapons in Longhu Mountain are from their hands.
These people are all the treasures of Longhu Mountain. Ever since they were found to have the talent for refining weapons, they have been well protected and have extraordinary status.
Zhang Zhiwei poured Qi into the Dongfeng Great Sword, removed the residual Qi from the sword, and put his own brand on it.
Then, when the big sword was swung, there was a faint glow attached to the sword, especially at the tip of the sword.
"Clang clang..."
The big sword clanged violently, and the tip of the sword bloomed into anemones all over the sky, and streaks of silver sword light passed through the sword curtain.
After infusing the sword with his own Qi, Zhang Zhiwei became more and more comfortable with it. The sword seemed to have turned into a derivative of his body, regardless of you and me, like an arm and a finger.
It seems that he has reached the extremely advanced realm of swordsmanship where man and sword merge into one.
After practicing for a while, Zhang Zhiwei held a sword in his arms, put the sword behind him, and said to himself:
"I haven't touched the sword for a long time, and my level hasn't dropped. I'm still among the top three swordsmen in Longhu Mountain!"
Zhang Zhiwei sheathed his sword, slung the sword behind him so that he could use Qi to warm it up at any time, and then walked towards the Daozang Hall.
He planned to condense the magic weapon. After all, the master had said it several times, but it would be shameful if he didn't condense it.
Arriving at the Daozang Hall, Zhang Zhiwei went to greet Master Zhang Yi as usual, but he didn't see Zhang Yi. The person stationed here was Zhang Yi's disciple, a middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Junior Brother Zhiwei, do you have anything to do with my master?" the middle-aged Taoist priest asked.
"I plan to condense the Dharma, please help me find the Zhengyi Sutras, senior brother!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
"Junior Brother Zhiwei, are you going to get involved in the talisman business? It's really rare. Come on, come on, I'll take you to find it!"
Later, under the guidance of his senior brother, Zhang Zhiwei found the Zhengyi Sutra and started reading it.
In the past, the reason why Zhang Zhiwei was not keen on practicing the First Talisman was not only that the First Talisman had little effect on life improvement, but more importantly, the improvement of the First Talisman was very troublesome.
The most important thing among the talisman is the Dharma pot, and the Dharma pot is divided into five categories.
Each level is strictly hierarchical. If you want to improve the level of the Dharma Ribbon, in addition to having enough basic cultivation, you also need to use your soul as a guide to engrave some scriptures on the Dharma Ribbon, so that the scriptures contained in the Dharma Ribbon become more and more important. many.
If the fifth-grade "Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Sutra Urn" is to be upgraded to the fourth-grade "Tai Shang Zheng Yi League Prestige Sutra Urn", it is necessary to inscribe the verses from the Zhengyi Sutras on the Dharma Urn. .
After the inscription is completed and the promotion requirements are met, you need to report to the sect that you want to be awarded a Dharma Ribbon and improve your level. The sect will take an assessment and if you pass, you will be included in the list for additional awards.
Then we have to wait for the Xiayuan Festival every year, which is the fifteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar. A grand enshrinement ceremony will be held at the Wanfa Zongtan of the Great Shangqing Palace.
In this ceremony, the messenger who is responsible for passing on the urn will stand up on the altar to perform rituals and report the information of the person who first imparted the urn and the person who added the urn to the gods in the dharma lineage. After receiving the approval of the gods, the dharma urn will be The grant was successful.
In short, this is a very troublesome process, so Zhang Zhiwei has never been too lazy to practice.
But now, Zhang Zhiwei feels that it is still necessary to practice. After the talisman is promoted, whether it is the opening method or the order talisman, the power will be greatly improved.
It is better to have more means than less means.
Moreover, the talisman is closely related to the Taoist lineage. If the talisman is of a higher level, it may be able to access more things.
Zhang Zhiwei took the Zhengyi Sutras, turned around and went to the quiet room of Daozang Hall, where he began to watch.
While watching, Zhang Zhiwei mobilized the power of his soul and used it as a pen to inscribe runes on his own magic urn.
This is not a difficult task for Zhang Zhiwei. His cultivation level has long been enough, and the power of the soul is extremely powerful.
While inscribing, the "Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Sutra" on Zhang Zhiwei's wrist lit up. On its surface, runes with transparent texture were outlined by the power of the soul. Each rune was outlined. , this "Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Jing Lu" is even more powerful.
The whole process is as simple as writing words directly on the urn. Of course, it is only simple in Zhang Zhiwei's hands.
If this scene were seen by the brothers and sisters outside, I'm afraid their jaws would drop in shock and they would exclaim that this is inhuman.
You must know that condensing the Dharma Ribbon is just like tempering one's life. It is a hard work. Which one of them doesn't exhaust their mind every day to carve a few words on the Dharma Ribbon?
For people like Zhang Zhiwei, condensing the Fa is like writing a composition by hand, which is unique.
However, Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised by this. One Dharma Assembly can lead to all Dharma. He has such a high level of life cultivation. Isn't it as simple as eating and drinking to condense a fifth-grade Dharma?
A few hours later, as the last sutra fell, the Dharma basket was condensed, and all the sutras were engraved on the Dharma basket, word for word.
On Zhang Zhiwei's wrist, the "Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Sutra Ribbon" is extremely clear, and it has obviously been perfected. It just needs to be reported to the gods of the Dharma lineage at the ritual ceremony to be recognized.
"Uncle Master told me before that he asked me to find Master after condensing the Dharma Ribbon. What do you mean? Could it be that Master wants to use a back door for me?"
Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment, stood up, stretched out, and looked at the sky from the window of the quiet room of Daozang Hall.
"At this point in time, Master should have left the Great Shangqing Palace and returned home. If we rush there, we might even be able to get a meal!"
Zhang Zhiwei went straight to the master's residence.
"Junior brother Zhiwei, you are always on time when you come here. You come here specially to pick out the food!"
A middle-aged senior brother guarding the door smiled when he saw Zhang Zhiwei coming.
In fact, he is much older than Zhang Zhiwei. In terms of age, he should be Zhang Zhiwei's uncle. However, they are both Zhang Jingqing's disciples, so even though they are very different in age, they are still regarded as brothers.
Zhang Zhiwei looked at him and said with a smile: "Senior brother, do you want to go in with me and have something to eat?"
"No need, junior brother, you are not afraid of Master, I am. Just wait at the door and I will report it beforehand!"
The middle-aged senior brother turned around and entered the room. After a moment, he walked out: "Zhiwei, master lets you in!"
Immediately, Zhang Zhiwei pushed the door and entered the Tianshi's room. Inside the room, there was a simple square wooden box with nine ears and four legs, and the cold air was coming out.
This is called the Bingjian, which is made of huanghuali and filled with ice cubes. It is equivalent to the refrigerators and air conditioners in ancient times.
Behind the ice mirror, Zhang Jingqing was wearing a simple blue Taoist robe and was eating. The dishes on the table were still the same as the old rules, six dishes, three meat and three vegetarian. The meat dishes include chicken, fish and eggs, and the ingredients include tofu, yuba, kelp, mushrooms, and vegetables. There is also a pot of medicinal wine warming next to it.
Zhang Jingqing held a piece of green vegetable on her chopsticks: "What a coincidence. Come sit down and have some food together?"
"Master is open, then I won't be polite!"
As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, his eyes moved, he looked at the three empty chairs on the table, and sat on the right side of Zhang Jingqing.
Zhang Jingqing looked very happy when she saw Zhang Zhiwei sitting next to her, and said with a smile:
"In the past, you were always very indifferent. You would sit across from me in a daze, as if you wanted to play against your teacher. Why, did you change your gender today?"
Zhang Jingqing thought of the case report sent by Ziyun Guan again, and wondered whether her disciple had enlightened on this problem and understood how people are in the world?
Then he heard Zhang Zhiwei say: "The main thing is... they are so close here, just go through the door!"
(End of chapter)
