The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 103 Refining
Qin Zhiming brought Zhang Yuhuai and Fan Jiu to the altar of the branch helm.

All the people who had originally knelt down to worship the Dragon King have now left, leaving only a thin man.

He held three incense sticks and muttered something.

Then he inserted the incense into the incense burner and turned to look at the person who came in.

"The fierce tiger Qin Zhiming?"

Seeing Qin Zhiming nod, the man signaled Zhang Yuhuai to close the door.

Creak, the door closed.

The man turned his gaze to Fan Jiu.

"he is?"

"My bodyguard." Qin Zhiming said calmly.

The man sat down on the chair and smiled.

"You have such a person in your gang? It doesn't matter.

Now that you're here, let's listen together.

But let me make it clear in advance that if anyone in this room leaks what I say, Lord Hong will be very unhappy."

After the man finished speaking, he took out a bottle of medicine from his arms.

"Last night, the Dragon King told Hong Gong in a dream that the people of the world were ignorant and allowed the evil spirits to cause trouble, which angered Bi Shuixian and caused suffering to befall them.

The Dragon King could not bear to see people suffer from the plague, so he specially gave medicine to save them.

Mr. Hong hopes that you can spread the news of this matter widely in your territory.

If anyone doesn’t believe it, use this bottle of medicine to save people in public.”

As soon as the man finished speaking, Qin Zhiming's face showed shock, anger, and then ecstasy.

He took the bottle with trembling hands and looked at the statue with tears in his eyes.

"Lord Dragon is so merciful. I really hope I can meet him too."

Zhang Yuhuai and Fan Jiu were a little stunned as they looked at Qin Zhiming wiping away his tears.

The man was very satisfied with Qin Zhiming's attitude.

He moved closer to Qin Zhiming and whispered:
"Maybe you'll see him soon."

He stuffed two large silver ingots into the man's hands and sent him away.

Qin Zhiming returned to the study and shook the bottle towards Fan Jiu:
"See? Even the doctors at Shiquantang were not sure they could cure the plague.

Now, we even have medicine, which was given by the Dragon King.

The monster is causing trouble, the narcissus is bringing suffering, and the Dragon King is giving medicine. Who do you think the monster is? Should we kill him?"

"I won't kill Chang Anhe, my wife..."

Before Fan Jiu finished speaking, Qin Zhiming rolled up his sleeves and tore off the silk book.

"Any part of your wife's body? Any part will do."

Fan Jiu opened his mouth wide and put his hand into his mouth until his forearm was inside.

Then he took out a piece of bone.

"This is a piece of my wife's sternum bone. Is it useful?"

Qin Zhiming nodded, he took the sternum and placed it on the silk book.

As the bone fragments merged into the silk book, the book began to shake.

"This silk book can help you find your wife's body."

Fan Jiu stared at the silk book:

"So what do you need from me?"

“Play dead and hide.

Now almost all the evildoers in the county city have appeared. Do you think that when the immortal shows up, he will let you go?
I want you to hide and help me with something."

"Okay, I promise you.

Ah Huai is right, you are indeed a very strange person, no wonder he helped you refine the evil weapon."

"He didn't help me refine this evil weapon."

Hearing this, Fan Jiu looked at Qin Zhiming in confusion.

"You changed it?" "I guess so."

"Aren't you afraid that this evil weapon will be tampered with?"

"Hands and feet?" Qin Zhiming, who realized something was wrong, called in Zhang Yuhuai, who was guarding the door.

"The evil weapon he wore was also exchanged from someone else."

Fan Jiu looked at Qin Zhiming and then at Zhang Yuhuai.

"It's fine if he doesn't understand, but what about you? You have a strange monster in your body. Have you refined the evil weapon you got in exchange?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yuhuai's mouth resonated with both a man and a woman.

"Refine?" Fan Jiu frowned and waved to the boy standing in the shadows.

He pulled out the skull stick from the back of the boy's clothes and handed it to Qin Zhiming.

"First, treat this magical weapon as an evil weapon and drip blood on it."

Qin Zhiming took the skull stick, bit off his index finger with his teeth, and dripped blood on it.

"Do you feel the same way? It feels like it can be heavy or light."

Qin Zhiming nodded and tried to swing the skull staff.

At this time, Fan Jiu pointed at the skull stick.

In an instant, the weight of the skull staff began to rapidly increase and decrease.

This meant that Qin Zhiming had to use 50% of his strength to control it and prevent it from falling to the ground.

"You are quite strong, see? Aren't we of the same mind? Why can I control it?"

Qin Zhiming returned the skull staff and gave an incomprehensible smile.

"Hehehe, other than this, what are the disadvantages of giving evil objects to others to refine?"

“Weird things and evil things are of the same origin, so when they meet, they often benefit each other.

Use the other party's evil spirit to nourish each other.

Unless the difference between their realms is too great, they will devour each other.

Humans refine evil weapons because they cannot communicate with evil things like monsters, so they can only refine them into evil weapons that suit themselves.

Simply put, if evil things are considered to be made by nature, then evil weapons are made by man.

Man-made things need to be changed. As for what they are changed into, it all depends on the person who refines them.

During this process, changes from big to small, or from long to short, are all possible.

Evil objects can be encountered but not sought after. Those who cast evil spells will generally only exchange magical instruments, not evil instruments, let alone give evil objects to others to refine.

If you hand it over, it's not a big deal if that person absorbs the evil energy in the evil object during the refining process. But if he tampered with it, he could become the owner of the evil weapon.

At the critical moment, the evil weapon backfires, what will you do? "

No wonder after the silk book was refined into an evil weapon, its power has become much less than it was at the pier.

At the small pier, the silk book would communicate with itself using words.

Not only that, he can also use silk books to confuse other people's minds.

Logically speaking, after devouring so many corpses, its power should be greater than before.

But after becoming an evil weapon, it only has two abilities.

Seeking revenge, swallowing a part of the enemy, searching for enemies within a certain range.

It eats flesh and sleeps on skin. People below the Bone Training Realm can devour its flesh, blood, and marrow just by touching it, while those at the Bone Training Realm need long-term contact.

It turned out that its power had been sucked away.

The thought came to Qin Zhiming, and he asked Fan Jiu.

"How can you know that your evil weapon truly belongs to you?"

"It's very simple."

Fan Jiu said this and extended his index finger.

I saw a white spike gradually emerging from the top of the index finger.

He scratched the silk book with the sharp thorn, and the book immediately cracked.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Zhiming shook his head.

"Only when you feel the same way, this evil weapon will truly belong to you."

This sentence reminded Qin Zhiming of the evil weapon used by Chang Ren in Qinghua Lane.

When he tore open the evil weapon, he died as well.

Is this what is called empathy?
Thinking of this, Qin Zhiming looked at the silk book.

"If we destroy the evil weapon, will the owner of the evil weapon definitely die?"

Fan Jiu shook his head:
“It depends on the difference in power between the owner of the evil weapon and the evil weapon itself.

Both sides are of equal strength, the evil weapon is destroyed and its master is injured.

The evil weapon is stronger than its master. If the evil weapon is destroyed, the master will die.

The master is stronger than the evil weapon and will only feel pain.

Therefore, unless they have no other choice or are helpless, generally no one will give evil objects to others to refine."

"Then how do we refine evil weapons?"

Zhang Yuhuai had a gloomy face as he stroked the wooden bracelet with a scratch on it.

He just tried it and didn't feel any pain.

Thank you very much for Azuyo's reward

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(End of this chapter)