This man is crazy...
You can't be tough with him, first stabilize this person, and then find a way to go down the mountain and never come back...
Zhang Feixuan had just made up his mind when he heard a disciple next to him say: "Senior, senior brother... you said general cleaning, but we don't have the tools, how can we do it?"
"No tools? Well..."
Song Yin was stunned for a moment, then looked around again. Suddenly he stretched his palm forward and raised his fingers to make a suction gesture.
The rubble around the pothole in the center of the square suddenly took off and quickly flew to Song Yin's hand.
"Change."
Just hearing him drink, the hard bluestone fragments suddenly stretched out, swayed like water, and then turned into long strips of cloth.
The longer bluestones are stretched into brooms, dustpans and other objects.
"Okay, now you have the tools. Come up and get the tools and start cleaning. Everyone, please work harder to make our place spotless."
Song Yin held a rag in his left hand and a broom in his right hand, smiling.
"Huh? Why don't you move?"
But he didn't see anyone coming up to get the tools, and he frowned.
I saw the disciples in the square, all staring at the things around Song Yin, their mouths wide open, as if they had never seen the world.
Especially the second junior brother Zhang Feixuan, his eyes are almost bulging out.
"Teacher, senior brother, you, you..."
Zhang Feixuan pointed at those tools, his fingers were shaking, and his pupils were full of horror.
He walked over quickly, bent down and picked up a rag beside Song Yin's feet.
The touch...really!
He tore hard and tore the long cloth in half with a tearing sound.
The material...is also real!
what!
what is this!
Zhang Feixuan was in deep shock.
He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand!
It should obviously be double...it's a cross-over.
He is the fifth level of Qi Refining, Yongzhi, which is the stage of using spells. Not to mention some of the spells passed down to him by his master, he has also learned some strange spells over the years, but none of them can actually change objects. of!
This is not a trick, this is a real object, it is really made of stone, no matter the shape or feel, it is all real!
"Brother, what kind of magic is this?!" Zhang Feixuan asked tremblingly.
He remembered that when the armored disciple broke into the alchemy room just now, the strange man was still naked, but he immediately transformed into clothes.
Those are not a cover-up, they are real clothes!
"Huh? This is the art of using objects to form objects." Song Yin answered honestly.
"Things like objects?"
Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment. These words were a bit familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere...
He looked at the things in his hands, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "If it were shaped like something, can a stone turn into gold?"
Song Yin waved his hand in disgust: "What's the use of that kind of evil method? It's just disturbing the world's prices."
"Does that mean you really know how to do it? Senior brother, can you teach me this spell?!" Zhang Feixuan asked anxiously.
Song Yin frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Feixuan, and said in a deep tone: "Junior brother, although I have just become a senior brother, I have to say that you, as the second disciple, you should also set an example, why would you ask such a superficial question."
"Rough, rough?" Zhang Feixuan was dumbfounded.
Turning stone into gold is so superficial!
If he had this magic, he would have cultivated it so much that he would have developed the Sumeru channel and gone to the mortal world to enjoy blessings!
Song Yin said: "In the Medicinal Stone Chapter of "Golden Immortal Great Pill Jue", it is clearly recorded that 'use objects to form objects, and damaged objects to replenish objects'. Haven't you learned this?"
"Learn, learn..."
Zhang Fei
To put it simply, this method is to discover a medicinal plant and convert its toxicity into a medicinal herb, or vice versa. It is laborious and labor-intensive, not worth mentioning, and has nothing to do with Song Yin's performance.
"That's it. In fact, it's all about changing the essence, eliminating the original essence and replacing it with a new essence. To put it simply, the essence is exchanged."
Song Yin nodded and said: "One method can lead to hundreds of methods. Once you understand this, it will be easy to become something else."
"Yes, is that so?" Zhang Feixuan looked confused, "Is this how you understand it?"
"Yeah, I thought that since it's all about essence exchange, then it's okay for my magic power to be exchanged for the essence into clothes, so I changed into a suit of clothes. I turned stones into cloth tools, which was also based on this technique. If You can also turn stones into gold, but you need a lot of stones, and I also lack mana, so I don’t have this ability for the time being."
Song Yin patted Zhang Feixuan on the shoulder and said earnestly: "You should pay more attention to what the master taught you. Although I am not as good as you, I have the qualifications of a great immortal. The master also passed on the "Golden Immortal Great Pill Jue" to me. If you don’t understand in the future, you can come and ask me.”
No, even if I ask, I can't do it...
The magic taught by the master is not what you said at all!
"Senior brother is really a strange person, with a unique understanding that we can't even match..." Zhang Feixuan smiled dryly.
It doesn't matter that he has high martial arts, but that strange white energy can suppress his magic power. This guy is so talented in practicing Taoism...
You have to run quickly!
"Brother, I'm going to clean up now."
Zhang Feixuan picked up the broom and dustpan and was about to go out.
"Wait a minute, I'm new here and I'm not familiar with these junior brothers, so you can clean with me. I just have some questions to ask you, so as not to lose face because of the unfamiliarity." Song Yin said with a smile.
Zhang Feixuan stiffened, looked at Song Yin's smiling face, and squeezed out a smile: "Ah... that's my junior brother's honor."
Immediately, under Song Yin's gaze, all the other disciples came up and picked up tools to clean the square. Song Yin was in the center of the square, cleaning with Zhang Feixuan.
"Over there, how do you sweep the floor? Is sweeping the floor just a gentle slap on the floor? Is that what you call sweeping the floor?!"
"And you, why are you wiping a pillar as if you haven't eaten? You are a qualified Qi practitioner after all. You have Qi stored in your body. Your physical strength is obviously circulating continuously, but you don't have any strength at all!"
"Sweep the floor first, and then we repair the buildings and speed up the repairs. We are Taoists. Can't we finish it before the sun goes down?!"
In the square, Song Yin's energetic voice sounded.
Zhang Feixuan on the side was weakly holding the broom, lowering his head and sweeping.
I can't stand it anymore...
He is a dignified second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect. He is a man of power and blessing under the Xumi pulse. He regards mortals as nothing. He is not here to be a slave.
I want to run, I want to run, I want to...
"I can't stand it anymore!"
The one who spoke was one of the sweeping disciples. He threw the broom, his eyes were red, and he shouted loudly: "Young master, I come here to learn Taoism and practice human elixir. Only mortals can do the work. How can I do this?" I did the work myself! Who do you think you are, just relying on your deep magic power? I would rather die than surrender!"
As he spoke, a ball of green energy surged around him and he ran straight towards Song Yin.
Then... he quickly bypassed Song Yin and ran towards the mountain gate.
Its speed was extremely fast, almost forming a blue shadow, and it had already reached the mountain gate.
He is not stupid either. He only fights against this monster when he is sick, and then runs away.
Song Yin snorted coldly, and as soon as he moved his steps, a burst of white energy surged out, turning into a white shadow. He quickly dodged behind the disciple, and saw him holding the disciple with his hands and lifting up the collar.
boom!
The white air blasted away and directly washed over the disciple's body, causing the man to moan and scream, but soon his struggle disappeared, and his whole body hung like mud on Song Yin's hand, making no sound.
"Huh, my heart for seeking the truth is not strong!"
Song Yin threw the man away and fell to the square like a rag.
"You can't bear any chores and still want to practice Taoism?! You're asking your master to teach you the secret. You're really unworthy of a human being!"
Song Yin glanced at the man, then stood in front of the mountain gate, stared at everyone present, and shouted: "And you, don't think I can't see it, you think the same way! If the master hadn't accepted you into the entrance wall, wouldn't you Good for expulsion, I won’t care about you!”
Leave it alone and let's go!
Zhang Feixuan wailed in his heart.
"How can you be so impatient when you're just cleaning? I'm here to watch you. No one is allowed to be lazy. You all have to clean for me!" Song Yin raised his brows, looking fierce.
Hearing this, the other disciples lowered their heads and concentrated on the work in their hands.
Compared to before, I am obviously working much harder now.
"Master, senior brother is so powerful that he can kill people with just a raise of his hand." Zhang Feixuan walked up to him and complimented him with a smile.
"Huh? What do you think?"
Song Yin looked at Zhang Fei We are too weak-minded, so we can’t do it without forcing it. Let’s talk about it after the cleaning is completed.”
"Da, the breath of the avenue?"
Didn't that thing kill the armored disciple just now? Is it really okay?
Zhang Fei
He suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
In the past, he didn't care at all about the death of these fellow disciples, but now...
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head and swept the dust on the ground vigorously.
No matter what, let’s clean up first, and don’t disobey this evil person!
