If I fail to overcome the tribulation, I can only return to the Ming Dynasty and become a prince.

Chapter 100 Picking the Magic Weapon

Although it is very dangerous to re-integrate the golden elixir into one's own Dantian, it is the golden elixir that he has worked hard to cultivate after all. Zhu Zhanquan has long been familiar with it and cannot be familiar with it anymore, and he is re-integrating his consciousness through his soul. After being injected into it, the golden elixir returned to Zhu Zhanchun's control, and was finally integrated into his Dantian smoothly.

"In this way, the golden elixir and the divine soul will all return to their places..." Although Zhu Zhanyu felt unspeakable pain and weakness as the broken soul and damaged golden elixir returned to their places, the recovery of his strength was The real deal.

His weakness and pain were only due to the injuries on his soul and golden elixir. It did not mean that there was any pain on the true dragon body he had just achieved.

Even if he does not use the power of the golden elixir and the soul, he can now use the full power of the true dragon's body. The strength of his physical body alone is equivalent to the true dragon's body of a golden elixir master. It is by no means an easy comparison.

In the Ming Dynasty, a world without supernatural beings, Zhu Zhanchun's power was invincible, enough to suppress everything.

"The effectiveness of the Taiqing God-Returning Pill is enough to stabilize the soul's injuries. It's a pity that we didn't transplant a few Soul Crossing Grasses into the Cave Sky Gourd. Otherwise, that thing would be the best at healing the soul's injuries." Zhu Zhanqi sighed, but he didn't He is too concerned about his current injury: "Take another Jiuding Yuanyang Pill later and the injury should be completely stable. It's a pity that the Golden Pill can only be repaired in a time-consuming manner, and the pill has little effect on the damage of the Golden Pill... "

Zhu Zhanquan shook his head, and his soul returned to its place. The memories he had sealed in his soul in order to prevent his physical body from being overburdened were gradually being unsealed, which gave him a lot of impact and pressure.

After all, his body and soul in this world have not been cultivated, and he is completely unable to bear the cultivation and hundreds of years of experience from a golden elixir monk. The current body of a true dragon can only carry it all. If he wants to fully Integration will take some time.

"But this is good. At least it won't be regarded as a sudden change in temperament overnight. In that case, even my father will suspect that I have been taken away." Zhu Zhanyu had made up his mind and meditated for a while. , then stood up and left the quiet room.

After leaving the quiet room, Zhu Zhanjun did not leave the cave gourd immediately. Instead, he used the natural magical power of a true dragon to attract a cloud, and then stepped on it.

"Soaring through the clouds and riding on the mist..." As he flew slowly towards the Treasure Pavilion on the clouds, an inexplicable feeling appeared on Zhu Zhanqi's face.

Before he traveled through time, when people mentioned immortals, the most common description was "driving an auspicious cloud." Soaring in the clouds and riding in the mist is also a standard feature of immortals. However, in the world of immortal cultivation, human monks know many ways to escape, but they can soar in the clouds and ride in the mist. Such high-level skills are rare, and even Zhu Zhanyu has never seen a few in the world of immortality for hundreds of years.

However, now, he can really fly on the clouds and ride on the mist. Even according to the standard of Patriarch Bodhi in "Journey to the West" when he evaluated Monkey Sun when he used the clouds and ride on the mist for the first time, he can't even climb the clouds, but he can still be regarded as serious. Riding on the clouds is a magical method.

This made Zhu Zhanju feel happy. After flying to the Treasure Pavilion, he did not go to the top floor, but came to the fourth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Displayed here are some of the magic tools that Zhu Zhanquan used before he became the real Jin Dan, including various works that he later learned about the art of refining and puppetry. The pair of golden-armored door gods used to be placed here. Something here.

Zhu Zhanju looked around, planning to pick a few things to take with him.

"Seven Stars Frightened and Slashed... I was really a second grader back then, and I actually gave a set of magical weapons Flying Swords such a name." Looking at the pair of magical weapons in front of him that looked like wings made of gold, Zhu Zhanyu couldn't help but feel like he saw his own. The shame of black history.This set of flying swords was made by Zhu Zhanqi when he was just learning the art of weapon refining. It can be regarded as a souvenir to witness his success at that time.

The flying sword itself was very successfully made. All [-] flying swords like flying feathers were put together to form a pair of wings that can be used for flying. When unfolded, there were [-] flying swords that can be used to fly. Defend the enemy.

Among them, Zhu Zhanchun also designed a set of sword formations. The power was very good considering Zhu Zhanchun's cultivation at that time. Immortal cultivators below the golden elixir level had almost no means to break it, unless they had some magic in their hands. A sharp weapon that can destroy the flying swords used to set up formations.

But this name seems a bit out of place, mainly because Zhu Zhanquan was still young at that time, and some of his ideas were still affected by memories from before time travel, making him a bit youthful and energetic.

Unlike later, after experiencing all kinds of things and tempering himself over hundreds of years, his character became much calmer.

This also led to the fact that after Zhu Zhanquan became the real person of Jindan, he named the magic weapons he refined as low-key and simple as possible.

For example, he imitated the earth magic weapon that he refined after Fantian Seal. He chopped down a mountain peak and extracted the power of the earth veins and blended it into it. The name was just called Stone Seal.

"It's a pity that the stone seal was destroyed by the catastrophe. I quite like using it to hit people. Let's look back and see if I can cut down a mountain and make a new one." Zhu Zhanquan shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful that he was crossing the sky. The magic weapon was destroyed during the calamity, and at the same time, he was also thinking about what he would take out: "As for the magic weapon, I remember there is a sapphire mirror, which is modeled after the Haotian Mirror, and it can be taken.

As for other things, you can bring the talisman box with you. The Fuyun Mountain and Qingliang Hall are a set, so you can also take them. Other things... forget it, just take the Twelve Hatreds. "

The so-called Twelve Hatreds are a set of flying swords that Zhu Zhanchun used all the time. From the time he practiced this set of flying swords, he continued to use it until he became a Jindan master and got a magic weapon-level flying sword. Replace it.

Now that I pick it up again, it is a wonderful fate.

Although there were many things on the lower floors of the Treasure Pavilion, Zhu Zhanqi quickly found all these things because he had already made up his mind. Only the sapphire mirror was placed on the upper floor because it was a magic weapon. , making him take a little longer to go upstairs.

Looking at a jade pendant, a palm-sized wooden box, a fist-sized piece of green jasper, a small palace model and a sword hilt without a blade, Zhu Zhanquan checked that there was nothing wrong with these things. Then I collected them one by one.

"Long time no see, old friend." Holding the hilt of the sword without a blade, Zhu Zhanqi said with emotion, and then his true energy was input into it, and a sword blade popped out from the hilt, and then turned into twelve The swords surrounded Zhu Zhantun, and they kept making bursts of sword sounds, seeming to be cheering.

　The first is that the book bag is easy to be eaten, the second is that there are mosquitoes in the summer night, the third is that the platform is easy to leak, the fourth is that the chrysanthemum leaves are too scorched, the fifth is that the pine trees are so big with ants, the sixth is that the bamboo leaves are falling, the seventh is that the osmanthus and the lotus are easy to fade, and the eighth is that the grasshoppers are easy to fade. The nine hatreds of the rose hides the thorns of peanuts, the tenth hatred of puffer fish is that they are poisonous, and I have two more hatreds: one is that a talented person has no ability, and the other is that a beautiful woman is unlucky.
　　From Qing Dynasty Rising Tide "Youmengying"

　　
　
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