From that day on, Wang Jiucunjiu began to learn how to weave Yuanxin yarn from Minglan Huaer. He went in and out of her yard every day, and he got to know a lot about Sister Ming. For example, this female cultivator would stop what she was doing at three o'clock every day and take care of her silk gloves.
Wang Qing didn't know what kind of skill Sister Ming practiced, but when she was taking care of her gloves, her energy and energy seemed to be tangled up in hundreds of knots. Thinking about the shape and material of this magic weapon, Wang Qing also had some guesses.
"Sister Ming, are your gloves also made of Yuanxin silk?"
Minglan Hua'er put the magic weapon into the spiritual place, then nodded and said: "Yes, but it is not from the ordinary Yuanxin silkworm raised by the sect."
"Spiritual silkworm?"
"Yes," Minglan Hua'er thought for a while: "When the founder of the mountain discovered the Yuanxin silkworm in Siming Mountain, there were still some spiritual silkworms. However, as the number of disciples increased, the vitality was mixed, and the spiritual silkworms who were extremely sensitive to the vitality were also As it withered day by day, the natural spiritual silk gradually disappeared. The pair of silk Tianluo in my hand was woven with the last bit of spiritual silk from the sect after I obtained the magic weapon and refined the recipe.
If you also want a pair, then you can only hope that I die soon. "
Wang Qing said "Ouch" and glanced at Sister Ming angrily: "Sister Ming, why do you say such things? How can this disciple be that kind of person? However, the disciple is also quite curious. If the previous treasure master of the middle stage of the Dan Formation unfortunately dies, , then how can a minor cultivator at the sixth level of foundation building erase the mark of the magic weapon?"
Minglan Hua'er took a deep look at Wang Qing: "It seems that you have quite a lot of energy and are willing to commit suicide. Let's do more homework tomorrow."
"..." Wang Qing looked at Sister Ming pitifully: "I can't tell you how to erase the mark of the magic weapon, but you can always tell the disciple how to refine the Tianluo Gloves? Wait until the disciple gets his own. With top-quality silk, I can weave a pair just like yours. When the time comes that we stand shoulder to shoulder, outsiders will know that Sister Ming and I are close to each other, teachers and students, and we share the same love as our grandson."
Are you in love with your grandson?
Minghua Lan'er was silent for a while, and indeed gave Wang Qing the refining method of "Silk Tianluo Gloves". After confirming that Wang Qing had memorized it, she added: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, you share the benefits." All the top-grade silk that you have received has been requisitioned by the sect, and will be compensated to you in the form of elixirs the next day.
But don't worry, the master personally issued an order to give you double compensation. This income can support your cultivation until the foundation is completed. It really makes me envious. "
Wang Qing froze there, his joy just now turned into an indescribable emotion.
"Then what are you telling me about this treasure refining method?"
"To see the wonderful expression on your face right now."
Minglan Hua'er said calmly.
On this day, Wang Qing's long and short sighs often sounded in Minglan Hua'er's yard.
It wasn't until Wang Qing finished his homework and left that the place became quiet.
On the other hand, in the neighboring courtyard, a female teacher wearing a peach red silk dress raised her voice and said with a smile:
"Junior sister Ming, that little disciple has been shouting all day, which is really worrying. You should be patient and don't practice too much. Is it possible that you won't be able to do it in the future?"
What responded to her was thousands of silver-white threads, which seemed to be protruding from the void, swaying, and tearing the Taoist robe of the woman's teacher into tatters.
Then came Minglan Hua'er's voice:
"Senior Sister Tang is actually wearing such fashionable clothes today? She is very bold - Hey, Senior Brother Mo, why are you here?"
"ah!!"
"Ahem, brother, I'm just passing by, just passing by." Mo Changchun's voice came from afar: "Junior Sister Ming's spiritual spirit has become more and more sharp, I admire you."
Minglan Hua'er was frozen there, and even the silk Tianluo almost forgot to take it back.
"Are you unwilling to give up the title of the most shameful person in Siming Mountain?"
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Wang Qing didn't know the games played by the female instructors, otherwise he would have been hiding nearby to help them mediate. Mo Changchun, on the other hand, didn't know when he returned to the mountain, but he secretly hid nearby. It was really not loyal enough.
Mr. Tang’s clothes were full of holes, so he could easily get typhoid fever. What a crime...
Back in the monastery, as soon as Wang Qing had an idea, the thirteen-dollar baby jumped out from his wrist. Pop-pop, from the eldest to the youngest, they all landed on the table. They raised their heads and swayed, very happy. appearance.
"Spirituality is getting stronger and stronger. Even if it is not yet the case now, it is probably not far away from the spiritual silkworm."
Wang Qing played with them for a while, then asked the boss to spit out a piece of silk thread.
During this period, whether he was weaving premium yarn or genuine Yuanxin yarn, he gained an extremely rich understanding of the characteristics of Yuanxin silk. The spiritual characteristics, interference and connection between them are all familiar to me.
At this moment, he took a small piece of Boss's silk in his hand, his spirit fell, and he felt it carefully for a while.
"I'm afraid it's still a little bit worse," Wang Qing guessed: "It's much stronger than top-grade silk, but it doesn't seem to have a complete qualitative change, and it's just a little vaguely special."
The difference between a magic weapon and a magic weapon is that it has its own spirituality. Once the spirituality is born, it is not limited to its own function, but can also communicate with the outside world and derive countless mysteries. Such as escaping into the void, large and small Ruyi, forbidden magical powers, etc., the simple power is increased by a hundred times.
For example, if Wang Qing's Heaven-killing Divine Needle is refined to the level of a magic weapon and penetrates into the enemy's body, it will be as small as a dust particle and attack the spirit directly, making it extremely difficult to detect. And if it is really blocked, it can instantly grow in size, burst out with endless chill, and forcefully burst the enemy and freeze it to death.
As the main material of magic weapons, the same is true.
"When I carve out the second circle of Gu seals, it should be almost done." Wang Qing couldn't help but become curious, the first circle was the void seal, what was the second circle?
In "Thirteen Gu Heart Seals", there is no detailed explanation of the functions of the thirteen circles of seals.
If the sect teaches the Dharma, all kinds of annotations and experiences will be extremely detailed. This is one of the greatest significances of the sect. As for the strange methods and ancient techniques obtained by chance, you can only rely on yourself to explore them bit by bit.
"Hey, the sect doesn't have spiritual silk, but I do have it."
Wang Qing looked at the vivid thirteen-dollar baby and couldn't help but think. Although he had to take many more pills on weekdays to provide for them, the thirteen-yuan baby did not let him down.
"Grow up quickly and follow your father to conquer the world. Maybe one day you will be the Thirteen Transformation Gods, the Thirteen Great Vehicles, and the Thirteen Silkworm Immortals, haha."
The Thirteen Yuan Baby also shook his head more and more, seeming to be more happy.
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After contacting Tu Yunsheng twice more, and launching Chunhong paste mixed with Lingzhu powder in Siming Mountain, which became very popular, Wang Qing finally woven his first genuine product in Minglan Hua'er's yard. Yuanxinsha.
"good!"
After Minglan Hua'er inspected it, she secretly expressed a hint of surprise.
With the sixth level of foundation building, just after breaking through the body with veins, the yarn of Yuanxin was really woven.
Along the way, Minglan Hua'er had seen Wang Qing's cruelty towards her family, and knew that he had squeezed her family's true energy and spirit to the extreme. The painful torture that requires human hands is unimaginable to ordinary people.
This kid is so shameless, he is really cruel to himself.
Wang Qing was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he looked like he had kidney deficiency. His wrists were even trembling involuntarily, and his true energy was almost drained out. Pain like pinpricks spread all over his body. The regenerated true energy became stronger and stronger.
However, although his spirit was almost dry, it was extremely excited.
"Although Elder Wang made a false advertisement, it seems to be a mistake. For someone as powerful as Sister Ming, weaving silk may not be of much help. But for me, it is a person who exercises the spirit. An excellent method, gentle and controllable, with considerable benefits.”
Wang Qing felt that the heart seal in his spiritual soul was getting brighter and brighter, and he was only one step away from being able to carve out a second circle of seals.
Mo Changchun appeared out of thin air at this moment. Seeing Wang Qing's appearance, he couldn't help showing sympathy: "Junior Sister Ming, I didn't believe it when I heard Junior Sister Tang talk about it. I didn't expect that you went even further. Wang Qing is only eighteen years old. You How can I do it?"
Minglan Hua'er didn't say anything. Silk Tianluo escaped from all directions, poking at Mo Changchun mercilessly. Mo Changchun chuckled and waved his sleeves, making a soundless vibration, disrupting the offensive of these Silk Heavenly Laws, poking holes out of thin air that quickly closed one after another.
Is this still a battle between the middle stages of forming pills?
Are you not planning to continue acting?
Are you going to tell a big secret to me, a minor supporting character?
I don’t want to know, I’m so scared!
Wang Qing said "Uh", rolled his eyes, his limbs twitched, and he fainted to the ground, just in time to squeeze his piece of Yuanxinsha tightly...
