I, Murong Fu, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 4 004, Artifact Refining!
Seeing Murong Fu running away without a trace, the four members of the family all looked dumbfounded.

Didn't we come to the door together this time to talk about Ke Baisui and others being killed and the young master being wronged?

Didn't he want to use this incident as an opportunity to stimulate the young master to come out of the rivers and lakes again, investigate the case and clear up his injustice, and by the way, once again shock the martial arts world?
Why are you so inexplicably focused on talking about the "title" without talking about the real thing?
What is southeast and northwest...

In the world of martial arts, how can you find a hero who is about the same age as the young master and Qiao Feng, and has similar martial arts?

"Young Master is fooling us again!"

After staying there for a while, Feng Bo'e slapped him and was about to run out to catch up with Murong Fu, he understood it with affection and moved him with reason, and persuaded him to come out of the rivers and lakes again and clear the case of injustice.

Deng Baichuan raised his hand to stop the storm, and sighed:
"Forget it, the young master doesn't even care about being wronged and framed, and deliberately throws out the title of 'Southern Emperor' to confuse our hearts, let us guess and think... This trip wants to stimulate the young master to come back out of the arena, I am afraid it is hopeful. slim."

Feng Bo let out a long breath viciously, full of depression and bewilderment:

"But why did the young master become like this? Didn't he go mad once three years ago? How could he put aside the centuries-old teachings of the Murong family and the ambition he set up since he was a child, and change his course?"

Deng Baichuan shook his head with a wry smile:
"Young master's thoughts now... are really unpredictable!"

At this moment, A'Zhu and A'Bi came over, bowed and said with a smile:

"Young Master ordered, let the servant girl take four of you to play mahjong, and come with us."

"There's a fight?" Feng Boxi put his troubles behind him in an instant.

In other words, he just wanted to use a fight to vent the evil anger in his heart, so while rolling up his sleeves, he asked nonchalantly:

"What's the origin of that Ma guy? How good is his kung fu? Is he powerful? Let me tell you first, if that Ma guy's kung fu is mediocre, I'm too lazy to do it!"

Abi suppressed her smile, and acted solemnly:

"Whether mahjong is good or not, the fourth brother will know when he goes!"

Just when the four of them were about to go to the chess and card hall with Azhu and Abi, the storm and evil were eager to try and chattered all the way.

Murong Fu has come to the backyard of Canhe Village, in front of a small bamboo forest where only 49 purple bamboos are planted.

The 49 purple bamboos are all three feet long and the bowl mouth is thick and thin, and they are planted according to some mysterious rules.

On the straight, straight, ink-purple bamboo body, many odd-shaped patterns are carved.

At first glance, it looks like cloud patterns, but at a closer look, it looks like a wooden leaf, and at a closer look, it seems to be some kind of strange-shaped runes that contain the most reasonable, which makes people feel the mysterious feeling of pure and natural breeding.

Murong Fu walked leisurely along a zigzag path into the center of the bamboo grove, he saw in the middle of this small bamboo grove, there was a pit with a diameter of about ten feet and a depth of two feet.

At the bottom of the pit, a five-foot-long purple bamboo stick was inserted vertically.

The purple bamboo stick is only as thick as one hand, and has nine sections in total, each section of bamboo is of average length.

Its skin is black, and there are no runes engraved on it, but it is crystal clear and smooth like black jade, with a faint spiritual flavor.

When there is light, it will glow a deep purple halo, which looks extraordinarily noble and gorgeous.

This nine-section bamboo stick is the "magic weapon" made by Murong Fu.

The surrounding purple bamboo forest with only 49 trees is the auxiliary formation for refining this magic weapon, and it took Murong Fu a year and a half to develop it.

It also took a year to make the rough embryo of the purple bamboo staff.

During this year, Murong Fu did not know how many times he used the "Stimulation Technique", and he did not know how much energy he expended. He personally gave birth to tens of thousands of bamboo shoots, only selected the best among the best, and picked out a hundred of purple bamboo for preliminary refining.

Afterwards, the one with the best appearance and the best qualifications was selected from the hundreds of rough embryos that were initially refined, and the remaining 99 were buried in the soil to be used as fertilizer to nourish the last one, which was the only one left. rough embryo.

The selection of materials must be one in a million, which shows the hardships of refining the weapon.

But having said that, in this low-level martial arts world where spiritual energy is barren and materials are scarce, Murong Fuben has no choice but to do it himself and cultivate the refining materials.

It took one and a half years to set up the array and one year to make the embryos. It took a total of two and a half years. The nine-section bamboo stick finally entered the formal step of warming and refining.

Of course, there is still a long way to go before refining it into a real magic weapon.

Murong Fu stopped at the edge of the pit, pinched out the complex formula with both hands, flicked his ten fingers and created many afterimages, looking like a lotus flower blooming.

As he continued to seal formulas and seals.

Vibrant, lively, crystal blue lights fluttered from his fingertips like fireflies, lightly flew into the pit, and danced around the nine-sectioned bamboo stick.

Soon.

Around the black-purple nine-section bamboo stick, a band of crystal light accumulated, like a miniature spiral arm of a galaxy, slowly rotating around the nine-section bamboo stick.

When Murong Fu continued to make seals and released crystal clear light, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Quick!"

The 49 purple bamboos trembled in response to the sound, and there was a sudden breeze in the forest, blowing the bamboo leaves and making a rustling sound like spring silkworms biting leaves.

If there are ordinary people in the forest at this time, they can only see those slender and straight purple bamboos swaying in the wind, like beautiful women dancing.

However, if a monk gathers spiritual power in his eyes, he can see that when the breeze blows and the bamboo branches rise and fall, there are strands of heaven and earth spiritual energy, as thin as a hair, swimming from all directions and gathering in the sky above the bamboo forest.

Murong Fu spent a year and a half of hard work carefully cultivating 49 purple bamboos. The purpose of setting up this array is to gather spiritual energy and assist in refining weapons.

As for his own practice, he couldn't borrow this spirit gathering formation.

Because the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is too thin, and there is no energy such as "spiritual stone", this formation cannot operate independently.

Whenever the formation is launched to gather spiritual energy, Murong Fu has to make seals continuously throughout the process to consume his own spiritual power in order to maintain the operation of the formation.Once he finishes chanting the spell, the formation will naturally stop functioning, and it will no longer be able to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

So this array, at present, can only be used for refining weapons.

now.

The aura gathered above the bamboo forest, like strands of spring rain, descended from the sky and slowly fell into the pit.

The subtle aura sprinkled like drizzle did not directly merge into the Zizhu Nine-Segmented Staff.

They first landed around the nine-jointed bamboo stick, on the "starlight spiral arm" that revolves around the bamboo stick, merged with the dots of blue light in it, and turned into strange-shaped runes that were natural, like dragon snakes and lightning, and then Just now it merged into the nine-section bamboo stick.

With the continuous integration of strange runes.

The nine-sectioned bamboo staff began to shimmer, emitting a noble and gorgeous deep purple halo.

The black jade-like skin also became smoother and more moist, with a moving aura.

This scene lasted for half an hour.

After half an hour.

Murong Fu's face was a little pale, and beads of sweat were visible on his forehead. Finally, he stopped making stances, made a concluding hand gesture, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

The blue light spiral arms around the nine-section bamboo staff gradually dissipated.The bamboo stick itself also suppressed the purple light and returned to its normal appearance.

In the bamboo forest, the breeze stopped, and the branches and leaves no longer swayed and danced.

As the bamboo forest returned to tranquility, the little spiritual energy above the bamboo forest also gradually disappeared.

"Today's refining is also going well..."

Closing his eyes and feeling the introverted spirituality of the nine-jointed bamboo stick, Murong Fu nodded in satisfaction and stretched his waist a long way:

"Refining is a pure consumption... Spiritual power and energy are consumed a lot. I have worked hard for my master. I have to sleep to nourish my spirit."

He jumped into the pit.

At the bottom of the pit, on the side of the bamboo stick, there is a layer of green bamboo leaves.

Murong Fu lay down straight on the bamboo leaves, posing in a baby's resting position, closed his eyes, and prepared to fall asleep.

Although the formation has stopped functioning, a small amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy that has been sprinkled down before still remains around.

Resting here, the "Aoki Longevity Jue" that can be practiced even when lying down can work on its own, and can use the little remaining aura of heaven and earth to restore his spiritual power, temper his body, and nourish his spirit.

When his breathing gradually became long and thready, as if it existed.

The nine-section bamboo stick inserted into the soil suddenly trembled slightly, and the walls of the pit immediately collapsed and a large piece of soil fell down, burying his whole body in it.

When practicing the "Cyanwood Longevity Jue", it is more effective to bury it in the soil.

The ubiquitous "Earth Qi" that mortals can't perceive, can improve the efficiency of practice by [-]%.

"My son is not only good at farming, he can even sleep in the soil. The name 'Southern Land' is worthy of the name..."

(End of this chapter)