Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 320: Bell, Sword, Axe, Pot Tower, Qin, Tripod, Seal, Mirror, Stone

"Heaven and earth return to peace, and myriad dragons appear."

Zhong Lin sat cross-legged in the treasure house and shouted loudly. Suddenly, the vitality of the heaven and earth around him began to boil. Under the influence of a strange force, thousands of dragon-shaped shadows appeared above and below Zhong Lin. All the flying dragons bared their fangs and claws and roared to the sky.

"Qi returns to the acupoints, dragons return to their nests, all the dragons enter the acupoints..."

Zhong Lin roared again, and thousands of dragons roared in the sky, and then rushed towards the acupoints all over his body.

After a while, Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, feeling the dragon-shaped energy flowing within the acupoints, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What a wonderful 'Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering Acupoints Technique'! It is truly mysterious and unfathomable. It draws the vital energy of heaven and earth into the ten thousand acupoints. After mastering it, each acupoint will contain a divine dragon. When needed, the power is twisted into a stream and sprayed out, and it can transform into a real dragon. It is not only secretive but also extremely powerful.

No wonder the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique" must be based on the "Dragon Elephant Golden Body" as a prerequisite. If the "Dragon Elephant Golden Body" cannot be practiced to perfection, the acupoints will not be able to withstand the domineering dragon-shaped energy.

I'm only at the beginning of my practice of the Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique. The dragon-like energy within the acupoints is still relatively weak, and the real dragons I spew out are just empty forms. Once I reach the realm of ultimate perfection through ritual cultivation, that Fenglan Sword Lord won't need so many moves at all; I can smash him into a pulp with just one palm strike."

Zhong Lin was very satisfied with the power of the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Aperture Technique", and at the same time he was even more looking forward to the other two magical skills of Zhenhai Sect that Long Zhao mentioned to protect the sect.

After all, the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Aperture Technique" alone is so powerful, what about the "Eight Styles of the Azure Dragon" which is good at attacking and the "Eight Desolate Dragon God Body Protection Technique" which is mainly for defense?
Zhong Lin did not continue to practice. After mastering the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Aperture Technique", the spiritual energy would automatically nourish and strengthen the "Ten Thousand Dragons". Of course, the active practice would be faster.

But now Zhong Lin has a more important thing to do, which is to refine his natal spiritual weapon.

He stood up and walked out the door, arriving at the location of the Gengjin mine.

The Gengjin ore vein in front of him is the best material for creating spiritual energy. The only problem is that it is a little troublesome to mine. However, Zhong Lin has no intention of asking others for help. After all, this is his secret base.

The only thing to think about now is what kind of spiritual weapon to create.

Logically speaking, the most suitable spiritual weapon for Zhong Lin is the "sword". After all, he has already comprehended 80% of the sword's meaning and reached the realm of "practicing the sword into silk".

It's just that Zhong Lin is not a pure swordsman, otherwise he would not continue to comprehend the boxing intent. If it weren't for the fact that various thoughts restrained and interfered with each other, he would definitely try to comprehend as many as possible, and would not miss any of the sword intent, spear intent, etc.

"The natal weapon is the second extension of a warrior. It can accommodate the comprehension of artistic conception and grow together. If I refine a spiritual sword as my natal weapon, it would be too wasteful for me who has a cheat. So for me, the best choice is to integrate many artistic conceptions into one." Zhong Lin thought to himself.

Zhong Lin is different from other warriors. Other warriors have no choice but to be pure, but he can use the system panel to gain a lot of insights. If he gives up the entire forest because of a tree, he is really losing the watermelon and picking up sesame seeds.

"A natal weapon is a warrior's second extension. Since the human body is limited, what if I imprint other realms of enlightenment on it? My physical body will still focus on the sword path. When the time comes, I can control all paths with one path, and unify all paths with one method. Perhaps when my cultivation is stronger in the future, I can find a solution. My physical body can smelt all paths and forge my own path to supreme strength."

The more Zhong Lin thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he felt that this method was feasible.

"So what kind of natal weapon should I create? Since I'm not obsessed with swords, I have a lot of options."

While thinking, Zhong Lin couldn't help but think of some things in his previous life that were given special meanings, especially the imaginary spiritual treasures in prehistoric novels.

"The Donghuang Bell, the Xuanyuan Sword, the Pangu Axe, the Demon Refining Pot... the Bell, Sword, Axe, Pot Tower, the Qin, Tripod, Seal, Mirror Stone.

Damn it, Qidiancheng doesn't respect me, why do I insist on swords, spears, swords and halberds? If I use these things as my life weapons, as I grow, I may really be able to cultivate them into legendary spiritual treasures."

Zhong Lin's body trembled with excitement, his mind reminiscing about an innate magical treasure that had captivated him the most when he first read a prehistoric novel in his previous life. In the past, when the universe was first torn apart, heaven and earth were yet to be seen. A single energy of chaos, it gave birth to the universe from eternity. Donghuang Taiyi controlled the sun and moon, and the universe awaited order. From the confluence of this primordial energy, he drew the essence of the sun and moon, the radiance of the stars, and the light of the universe, forging a nine-layered bell, naming it Donghuang. When the bell was completed, the heavens and the earth shook, and the gods were silent, knowing its extraordinary power.

The bell's body was as massive as a mountain, perfectly round and heavy. Its surface, shimmering with light, was engraved with the creatures of heaven and earth, the stars, and the sea, inlaid with gold and jade, gleaming with a cold light. Between the pendulums, it seemed as if the Milky Way hung upside down, with stars flowing through it.

The sound of a bell rang out across the world, making all living beings bow down to it.

The second bell rings, yin and yang trade, life and death are determined, and all things are silent.

It resonates with the heaven and earth, can be born and destroyed, and transform everything into something beyond the square or circle.

The bells echo, day and night are reversed, the stars shift positions, and time and space flow.

It is immortal, everlasting, and indestructible through all ages.

"Damn, this is it. Strength is just a matter of one version, but handsomeness is a matter of a lifetime. Besides, what can be more powerful than the Donghuang Bell?"

"Besides, my last name is Zhong, so crafting a bell as my natal weapon is the most suitable. It's a perfect match."

At this moment, Zhong Lin felt as if his Ren and Du meridians were opened up, and the second-year fantasy that had been hidden in his heart broke out again.

Now that you have made up your mind, there is no need to change it.

He grabbed the air with his right hand and took out the Black Dragon Sword directly from the storage bracelet, then started digging directly at the Gengjin vein.

At this moment, Zhong Lin's mind was filled with the three words "Donghuang Bell". Even when mining, he was very excited and not bored at all.

After digging out a pile of ore, he took out the spiritual furnace, ignited the spiritual fire, used the furnace to refine the ore, quench the impurities, and refine out pieces of Gengjin iron ingots.

When he was tired, he would sit in meditation to rest; when he was hungry, he would swallow a fasting pill. This lasted for more than a month, and he was able to produce a total of 100,000 kilograms of Gengjin iron ingots.

At this time, Zhong Lin's hair was a little messy, and his clothes were torn in several places. He no longer looked as dashing as usual, but his eyes were extremely bright, like stars in the night sky.

"We have enough Gengjin, and now we can start refining the weapon."

There is no such thing as weapon refining in this world. Ordinary people rely on forging to forge weapons, while warriors find various ways to create embryos, and then bring them into the Soul Palace for nurturing.

Zhong Lin didn't even think about looking for others to get along with him. After all, this was the future "Donghuang Bell", so of course he had to build it himself.

With a grab of the air with his right hand, all the Gengjin iron ingots were wrapped in his spiritual essence and thrown into the spiritual furnace.

One hundred thousand jin of Gengjin sounds like a lot, but this metal has an extremely high density, so one hundred thousand jin is only the size of a large iron ball.

The vital energy gathered, and spiritual fires ignited under the alchemy furnace, and rolling heat waves swept across the entire cave.

(End of this chapter)