Ren Qing opened his eyes and reorganized the technique in his mind.
The tenon has begun to slow down, staying in the sky above a certain plain of flesh and blood, attracting Zhang Mu's soul.
Zhang Mu's situation is much better than that of Zhou Mei. He has been stuck in the half-zombie realm for more than ten years and did not choose to be promoted until he was confident enough.
It can be seen from the mission in Bazi Village that he is also trapped in the illusion of strange objects, and he can get out of it very quickly.
Zhang Mu sat cross-legged on Gou's back, and more than half an hour passed, during which the skin of his body kept making sizzling sounds.
Black Arm Kung Fu is mainly based on toxins, and the degree of danger is much higher than that of the Divine Foot Sutra, but Zhang Mu can control it with ease.
Even though his whole body was burned with large scars, he still maintained his original intention.
Tenon nodded secretly.
If Ren Qing feels like he has extraordinary talent, Zhang Mu has mediocrity and stability.
The moment Zhang Mu opened his eyes, the missing right arm quickly grew out and soon formed an arm with purple skin.
However, after being promoted to the Ghost Envoy realm, poisonous smoke and dust continued to leak out of his arms, which should be due to the shortcomings of the technique.
Ren Qing came forward to inquire and learned that the black arm skill promoted to the ghost realm can accumulate a large amount of toxins, but the body's endurance is limited.
That's why the poisonous mist was discharged from the right arm.
Zhang Mu said helplessly: "It seems that I have to retreat to control the toxins, otherwise I can only stay away from the crowd."
Tenon reminded: "You can go to the ghost market to find suitable materials to make a magic weapon to bind the toxins produced in your right arm."
Zhang Mu said gratefully: "It is indeed a solution, thank you Senior Tenon."
Ren Qing thought about it and asked: "Is it difficult to refine the magic weapon used by the jailer?"
Although it is not certain yet that he will open a store in the ghost market, he still has to find a way to make a living in advance, otherwise how will he earn longevity.
Tenon patiently explained: "It's actually not difficult. Most of the magic weapons are used to make up for the shortcomings of the spell."
"But it requires specific spells to process materials, such as flames, and it needs to be meticulous..."
Tenon talked about the art of weapon refining in a long way, and the more Ren Qing listened, the more he felt that there was a way to do it.
Not to mention flames, the mirror person can transform into anything, and the double-eyed person's materiality also gives him control over his body.
Otherwise, the mining skills of Camelback Mountain would not be mastered so quickly.
Tenon continued: "There is a material called Poison Toad Skin in Dameng Pavilion, which can absorb toxins and just wrap the arms."
"But if you use this material as the main material and combine it with meat and stone, the forged magic weapon will have the characteristics of blending into the skin."
Zhang Mu nodded thoughtfully and thanked him.
Tenon simply made it clear: "There are also a small number of magic tools to strengthen the magic, but the magic tools are foreign objects after all, so we should not rely too much on them."
"Of course, apart from the natal magic weapon, there are also some spells that generate spell-casting organs, and your arm is one of them."
Ren Qing couldn't help but ask: "Are there any monks in the Prison Hall who forge magical weapons?"
Tenon answered: "Most jailers will choose to refine it themselves, or simply ignore the flaws caused by the technique."
Ren Qing immediately fell into deep thought, and then said tentatively: "Brother Zhang Mu, I am actually very interested in weapon refining."
Zhang Mu opened his mouth in surprise. How could a genius like Ren Qing think about mastering weapon refining when he should focus on cultivation.
Ren Qing opened his palms, and the flames danced erratically.
Then he took out the Dragon Snake Spine. This natal magic weapon was still made of pale bones, but it had some bloodshot eyes at some point, making it look like a real spine.
Gou Lue praised and said: "Ren Qing's natal magical weapon is really good. If it were anyone else, it would have taken at least three years to nurture it."
Zhang Mu nodded and agreed, and the two agreed to meet the next time the ghost market opened, and then discuss how to refine it.
As they talked, the tenon reached the skin area.
Both Ren Qing and Ren Qing stopped talking. They always felt that Lin Cheng was a bit like chasing a duck to the top, and the chance of success in promotion was too low.
Lin Cheng's soul returned to his body, and it was obvious that he had not absorbed much soul aura and could only barely maintain his intelligence.
The amber that sealed the silver snake cracked into pieces, and the alienation eroded crazily.
Lin Cheng could only barely maintain consciousness. The snake's body kept twisting and turning, with no tendency to turn into a human form. Instead, it became closer to a beast.
Ren Qing originally thought that Lin Cheng had no chance of promotion, but the other party turned out to be more tenacious than imagined.
Even though it turned into a five-meter deformed giant python, it still retained some intelligence, and even the tenons could not help but marvel.
Compared with Ren Qing's short promotion process, Lin Cheng's promotion process lasted for more than two hours, which can only be described as a narrow escape from death.
When he finally calmed down, Lin Cheng seemed to have been peeled off.
He lay on Tenon's back and panted heavily, and the snake's body immediately began to shed its skin.
After a while, Lin Cheng, who was half human and half snake, emerged. It was obvious that even snake sloughing could not completely offset the erosion of alienation.
He first thanked Ren Qing and others, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
Seeing this, Tenon hesitated to speak, and Ren Qing also discovered the clue.
The aura that Lin Cheng exuded could not be considered as a ghost messenger at all. In this way, how could he survive three strange changes?
Everyone was silent.
Tenon spread his wings and flew towards the exit of Mingyu Land. No matter what, three of the five half-corpse realms were successfully promoted.
It's already pretty good in the jailer's hall, just enough to replenish the lost personnel.
They soon returned to the Jailer's Hall.
Tenon then left, and Lin Cheng was picked up by Zhang Qiu.
After Ren Qing said goodbye to Zhang Mu, he chose to continue to retreat in the Huo Gong Hall to stabilize his cultivation.
Self-cultivation is not as trouble-free as consuming life span. He must patiently meditate on the eyeless method to avoid accidents.
However, before Ren Qing had settled down for a few days, Song Zongwu came to the door.
Ren Qing originally thought that Song Zongwu was here to see his promotion to the Ghost Envoy Realm, but he didn't expect that it was related to the task arranged by the Jailer Hall.
Song Zongwu said calmly: "The jailers will be assigned to perform tasks in a while, and the imperial examination matters will be left to you."
"just me?"
Ren Qing was a little surprised. The Jailer Hall did not always have multiple monks to perform its tasks.
"You help the yamen maintain order, mainly to prevent changes."
After Song Zongwu finished speaking, he turned around, and Ren Qing stopped him out of curiosity.
"Senior Song, is the mission of the Jailer Hall related to the land?"
Song Zong said without hesitation: "The land is trying to seize the strange thing of Dongchong Jue, so the Jailer Hall will naturally take action."
The Winter Insect Jue must be related to the Summer Grass Jue, and most likely it was the Jailer Hall who took the initiative to give the land.
Ren Qing wanted to ask a few more questions, but she decisively shut her mouth under Song Zongwu's gaze.
Cordyceps sinensis is a parasitic fungus that lives in insects. After absorbing nutrients, it breaks out and grows into plants.
I don’t know what the purpose of this body is to accommodate strange objects.
Ren Qing then mentioned the ability of the twin nightmares and expressed his idea of using the dream to open a shop in the ghost market.
I thought that Song Zongwu would think about it for a moment, but he didn't expect that he agreed quickly and planned to ask Master Dameng in person.
