brother is right

Chapter 8 Using Objects to Shape Objects?Midas touch!
This man is crazy.
You can't be tough with him, first stabilize this person, then find a way to go down the mountain, and never come back again
Just as Zhang Feixuan made up his mind, he heard a disciple next to him say: "Big brother, you said to clean up, but we don't have tools, how can we do it?"

"No tools? Hmm."

Song Yin was stunned for a moment, then looked around again, suddenly stretched his palm forward, and raised his five fingers to make a suction shape.

The gravel around the pothole in the center of the square flew off quickly, and quickly flew to Song Yin's hand.

"Change."

He only heard him drink, and the hard bluestone fragments stretched out all of a sudden, shaking like water, and then turned into long strips of cloth.

Among them, the longer bluestones are elongated into things such as brooms and dustpans.

"Okay, now we have the tools, come up and get the tools, let's start cleaning, everyone, work harder, and keep our place spotless."

Song Yin held a rag in his left hand and a broom in his right, smiling.

"Huh? Why don't you move?"

But he didn't see anyone coming up to pick up the tools for a long time, and his brows frowned.

I saw those disciples on the square staring at the things around Song Yin, all with their mouths open, as if they had never seen the world.

Especially Zhang Feixuan, the second junior brother, whose eyeballs were about to protrude.

"Master, 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 at Song Yin's feet.

The touch is real!

He tore it hard, and with a tear, the long cloth was torn in half.

The material is also real!

what!

what is this!

Zhang Feixuan fell into deep shock.

He doesn't understand, he doesn't understand!
Obviously it should be double the number of channels.

He is at the fifth level of Qi Refining "Using Wisdom", this is the stage of using spells, not to mention some spells passed down to him by the master, I have also learned some strange spells when I went down the mountain over the years, but none of the spells can actually change objects of!
This is not a blindfold, this is a real object, it is really transformed out of stone, no matter it is the shape and feel, it is all real!

"Brother, what spell is this?!" Zhang Feixuan asked tremblingly.

He remembered that when the man in armor broke into the alchemy room just now, this strange man was still naked, but he immediately changed into clothes.

That's not a trick, it's real clothes!
"Huh? This is the technique of using objects to form objects." Song Yin replied honestly.

"In the shape of things?"

Zhang Feixuan froze for a moment, the words were a bit familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere
He glanced at the things in his hands, and there was a trace of greed in his eyes, "If you use objects to form objects, can stones also be turned into gold?"

Song Yin waved his hand in disdain: "What good is that kind of evil method? It disturbs the world's prices for no reason."

"So it's true? Brother, can you teach me this spell?!" Zhang Feixuan asked anxiously.

Song Yin frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Feixuan, and said in a deep voice, "Brother, although I have just become a senior brother, I have to say you, as the second disciple, you should also set an example, why would you ask such a superficial question."

"Rough, shallow?" Zhang Feixuan was dumbfounded.

Touching a stone into gold, how superficial!

If he wants to have this spell, what a god he cultivated, he will have already left the Sumeru Vessel to enjoy the blessings in the mortal world!

Song Yin said: "In the medicine and stone chapter of "Golden Immortal Great Alchemy", it is clearly recorded that 'using things to form things, damage things to replenish things', haven't you learned this?"

"Learn, learn."

Zhang Feixuan said: "But that's about identifying medicinal stones, extracting their contents, and exchanging pharmacological principles for pharmacological principles. How can it have anything to do with changes?"

Simply speaking, this method is to find a medicinal material, which can transform its toxicity into a medicinal herb, or vice versa.

"That's right, it's actually changing the essence, eliminating the original essence, and replacing it with a new essence. Simply put, the essence is swapped."

Song Yin nodded and said: "One method can lead to a hundred methods. If you understand this point, it will be easy to become other things."

"Yes, is that so?" Zhang Feixuan looked confused, "Is this so understood?"

"Yeah, I thought that since it's all about changing the essence, it's okay to change my mana into clothes for the essence, so I conjured up a suit of clothes. I turned stones into cloth tools based on this technique, if It is also possible to turn stones into gold, but it requires a lot of stones, and I lack mana, so I don’t have this ability for the time being.”

Song Yin patted Zhang Feixuan on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Master, you should pay more attention to what you teach. Although I am not as good as you, I have the talent of a great immortal. The master also passed on the "Golden Immortal Great Alchemy" to me. If you don’t understand, you can ask me.”

No, even if I ask, I can't make it out
The spell passed by the master is not what you said at all!

"Senior brother is really a strange person with unique understanding, which is beyond my reach," Zhang Feixuan smiled dryly.

It doesn't matter if his martial power is high, but that strange white qi can suppress his magic power, this guy is still so talented in cultivating Taoism
You have to run quickly!

"Brother, I'm going to clean it 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 juniors, so you can clean with me. I just want to ask you some questions, so as not to be ashamed if I don't know them well." Song Yin smiled.

Zhang Feixuan froze, looked at Song Yin's smiling face, and squeezed out a smile: "Ah, that's my honor."

Immediately, under Song Yin's gaze, all the other disciples came up to pick up tools and cleaned the square, while Song Yin was in the center of the square, leading Zhang Feixuan to clean together.

"Over there, how do you sweep the floor? Is it because you gently touch the floor? Is that what you call sweeping the floor?!"

"And you, rubbing a pillar is as if you haven't eaten. After all, you are a qi refiner who has entered the sect. The qi is stored in your body. It is obvious that your physical strength is circulating continuously. Why don't you have any strength at all!"

"Sweep the ground first, and then let's repair the buildings and speed up. We are monks. Can't we fix it before the sun goes down?!"

In the square, Song Yinzhong's energetic voice sounded there.

Zhang Feixuan on the side was holding the broom weakly, and was sweeping there with his head bowed.

I can't take it anymore
He is the second disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, Xumi, who is domineering and considers ordinary people as nothing. He didn't come here to be a slave.

I want to run, I want to run, I want to.
"I can't take 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 came here to learn the Tao, to practice the alchemy, and only ordinary people work. Lord, I did the work myself! Who do you think you are, but it’s just because of your powerful mana, I’d rather die than surrender!”

As he said that, a cloud of youthful energy swelled from his body, and he ran straight in the direction of Song Yin.

Then he quickly bypassed Song Yin and ran towards the mountain gate.

Its speed is extremely fast, almost forming a blue shadow, and it has reached the mountain gate.

He's not stupid, he only confronted this monster when he was sick, let's talk about it after running away.

Song Yin snorted coldly, and when he moved his footsteps, a wave of white air surged away, turning into a white shadow, and quickly dodged behind the disciple, only to see his hands together, holding the disciple's back collar and lifting it up.

boom!
The white air blasted away, directly washing over the disciple's body, causing the man to howl and howl, but soon his struggle disappeared, and the whole body hung on Song Yin's hand like mud, without a sound.

"Hmph, the desire to seek the Tao is not firm!"

Song Yin threw the man flying, and fell on the square like a rag.

"I can't stand the chores and still want to practice Taoism?! Master taught you the method in vain, you are really not a son of man!"

Song Yin glanced at that person, 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 has not accepted your entrance wall, no It’s easy to expel, I won’t care about you!”

Leave it alone, let's go!

Zhang Feixuan wailed in his heart.

"It's just cleaning, but I'm so impatient, how can this be! I'll just watch you here, no one is allowed to be lazy, just clean it for me!" Song Yin raised his brows, looking fierce.

Hearing this, the other disciples bowed their heads one after another, concentrating on the work in their hands.

Compared with before, it is obviously working harder now.

"Master, senior brother is so mighty, he can take people's lives just by raising his hand." Zhang Feixuan walked up to him, and smiled flatteringly.

"Huh? What do you think?"

Song Yin glanced at Zhang Feixuan strangely, then glanced at those fellows who were cleaning, and said: "How could I harm my fellow disciples? He was just brushed by the aura of the Dao, and he will be fine after lying down for a while. But don't say it, now junior brother They are too weak-minded, so we can’t do without forcing them, we’ll wait until the cleaning is finished.”

"Big, Dao breath?"

Didn't that thing kill the armored doorman just now?really all right?
Zhang Feixuan swallowed his saliva, but when he turned his head to look, the fellow sect still trembled from time to time. He seemed to be alive, but he felt very bad.

He suddenly felt a sense of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox.

In the past, he didn't care about these fellow disciples, but now
Zhang Feixuan lowered his head and vigorously swept the dust on the ground.

No matter what, let's clean it first, and don't disobey this murderous intention!
(End of this chapter)