In the Temple of Wealth, Yu Yuan hurried over with a box in his hands, "Uncle Master, the magic weapon you arranged has been refined and put here first."
"Hey, don't leave in such a hurry!"
When Zhao Gongming saw Yu Yuan put down the box and wanted to leave, he pulled him enthusiastically.
"Haha, my nephew has worked hard. I don't have much good stuff here. I only have two jars of Yaochi jade liquid left. I drank with my nephew today and I am appraising my nephew's craftsmanship."
"It's also good for everyone to know that there are many masters of weapon forging among my Jiejiao Immortals!"
Yu Yuan was stiff all over, and his smile was uglier than crying, "Uncle, I don't think it's necessary?"
"Hey, why don't you use it? By the way, tell me, what is the name of the magic weapon you are refining this time?"
"Uh... the sword refined this time is much more powerful than the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. My nephew is thinking about calling it the Spirit-Transforming Sword or the Qi-Transforming Divine Sword?"
"With one strike, even the Great Luo Immortal will have three flowers cut off and the five qi reversed."
The corners of Zhao Gongming's mouth twitched crazily, and he chose the name very well. Don't mention it next time!
"Um...nephew, if I'm not uncle, I'm talking about you, why do you always have trouble with Hua Shi? I admire your ability to refine weapons, but the name..."
As Zhao Gongming spoke, he opened the wooden box, and his words suddenly stopped. Yu Yuan's face turned red and purple, and he was shivering, waiting to face the strong wind and rain.
Sure enough, after Zhao Gongming stayed for two breaths, a deafening roar came out, shaking the fairy dust in the Temple of Wealth.
"Is this the... magic weapon that your mother made for me?"
"You refined my star core and a gourd of black and yellow energy into something like this for me?"
"Where's my golden whip?"
He saw a terrible... hatchet lying inside the wooden box. Zhao Gongming felt a surge of blood and became unsteady on his feet.
It should be considered a hatchet, right?
It was slightly longer and narrower than an ordinary kitchen knife, and the blade was almost straight. What was even worse was that the surface of the blade was uneven, dark and inconspicuous.
To be honest, the fire sticks look better than this!
"I……"
Yu Yuan was so wronged that he was shocked when he saw Zhao Gongming furious and busy looking for the golden whip. He quickly grabbed him and said with a mournful face: "Uncle Master, listen to my explanation!"
"Make up your story and start your show!"
"Uncle, you also know how hard this star core is. My nephew, I don't have enough skills to forge it into shape."
"I wanted to call my uncle for help, but it turned out that the sword embryo felt the black and yellow energy, so he jumped out and smashed the gourd to absorb the entire gourd's black and yellow energy, and it ended up like this..."
"Then my nephew tried his best and couldn't change it at all."
"Eh? From what you're saying, do you still blame my Xuanhuang Qi?"
"No, uncle..."
Yu Yuan was simply worried to death, "Although this magic weapon looks inconspicuous, it is absolutely powerful. Uncle Master, can you try it first?"
"The magic weapons used by us immortals focus first on their efficacy, and secondly on their appearance. Although this knife is not good-looking, its fighting skills are definitely strong!"
Zhao Gongming picked up the handle of the knife but didn't even lift it up. He used his power and shouted: "Get up!"
The sword was finally lifted up, but Zhao Gongming was secretly shocked that the sword was so heavy. To exaggerate, it could be worth an abandoned star.
And he felt a will to resist from the knife. Zhao Gongming was shocked and said: "This knife gave birth to spiritual wisdom?"
Yu Yuan hurriedly explained, "It shouldn't be called spiritual intelligence, but with a weak will, after the master refines it and nourishes it with his mind, he might be able to open his mind and give birth to a weapon spirit."
"Xuanhuang Qi is an innate breath. It is normal for a magic weapon made from top-grade materials to give birth to will."
Holding the knife, Zhao Gongming seemed to have an illusion, as if the space could be broken into pieces if the knife struck.
Yu Yuan then said aggrievedly: "After absorbing the Xuanhuang Qi, this knife is more than ten times heavier than the star core. Fortunately, before this, my nephew, I, forged it with a secret method in advance."
"It can be regarded as an upgraded version of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, but it is effective on the souls of immortals. Even if it only hits the sharp edge, if it is not rescued, the soul will wither, and it will be difficult for Daluo Immortal to stop it."
Zhao Gongming was surprised, "You didn't get three more pills, did you?"
Yu Yuan's face turned red and he said unconvinced: "The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is limited in materials, so my nephew added poison to the blade to specifically hurt the physical body."
"This magic weapon is not only indestructible, but the damage to the soul can be recovered by simply using the spirit of the master to withdraw the sword energy."
"good!"
Zhao Gongming slapped his thigh and smiled brightly, "I knew that Master Nephew Yu's weapon-refining skills were unique, and I, Old Zhao, would never be mistaken."
Yu Yuan complained crazily in his heart, this is not what you said when you asked for the golden whip just now.
Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and said, "Well, if this knife hurts the enemy's soul, let's call it the God Transformation Sword!"
The corners of Yu Yuan's mouth twitched crazily...
boring! childish! shallow! vulgar! Ridiculous!
You are the uncle and your immediate boss, so just be happy!
"Nephew, you have helped me a lot this time. These two bottles of Yaochi jade liquid are given to you. I will give the magic sword to my brother first."
Zhao Gongming hurriedly left two jars of wine and the confused Yu Yuan behind, and headed for Yaochi.
But when he arrived at Yaochi and heard about Tian Yu, Zhao Gongming felt a little uneasy again. Although he could feel that the knife was very powerful, it was too much for a gift.
Fortunately, Tian Yu had already received Tang San's instructions for burial. When he saw Zhao Gongming arriving with a box, he smiled and said, "Brother Zhao is here to celebrate my queen's birthday?"
"Ah? This..." Zhao Gongming patted his head and then remembered that it was the Queen Mother's birthday soon.
"Sister-in-law, I am here mainly to give a gift to brother Jiang Liu. As for the gift from the queen..."
Zhao Gongming dug around for a long time and finally found a few precious elixirs and bottles of elixir, "These are the gifts for the Queen's birthday!"
Tian Yu was elated by the shout from his sister-in-law. She was as pretty as a flower. She took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhao Gongming, "Three... my husband said that these wines are prepared for Brother Zhao."
"Hey, good brother!"
Zhao Gongming pushed the wooden box and was about to leave. Tian Yu asked, "Brother Zhao, since you are here to celebrate my queen's birthday, will you come with me?"
"No, no, I'm busy with official duties. Sister-in-law, just tell me. Please forgive me!"
After saying that, he fled Yaochi with a guilty conscience.
…
After Tang Sanzong and his party crossed Futu Mountain, the road ahead was deserted. It was almost the third day of March. Tang Sanzong waved his hand and said, "Relax for a few days before heading back. It's a holiday!"
Zhu Bajie sneered and said: "Hey, master, you can pull me down. Who knows it's my queen's birthday."
"yeah!"
Aowu jumped up and transformed into a human form, "Brother Sanzang, let's go back to Yaochi quickly."
Sun Xingzhe had been a bit taciturn these days, probably thinking about the future, but Tang Sanbian didn't give him any further advice. He had to make this kind of decision by himself.
To be honest, at the last moment when Tu Qiongdiao met, it would have been better if these disciples could help, but Tang Sanbian didn't bet his chips on them.
In this world where strength speaks for itself, it only makes sense to have a strong fist!
"Wukong, do you want to go back to Huaguo Mountain, or go to Yaochi with your master?"
Sun Xingzhe said: "I have just returned to my hometown not long ago, and it is very boring to go there. I should accompany Master so that I can join in the fun."
"Oh, come to the ditch!" Tang Sanbian snapped his fingers, and the four of them wandered leisurely on the clouds to the Yaochi.
I originally planned to go to Tangquan Palace to pick up Mei Niang, but Nishang informed me that I had already been taken to Yao Palace, so there was no need to make another trip.
As for gifts, well, the poor monk is the biggest gift.
By the way, do you want to find a box to put yourself in, tie it with silk knots and tassels, and let the apprentices send it up?
Forget it...monastics don't engage in those empty-headed ideas, and if they want to come, they will use real swords and guns.
