The world is like a prison, my body is holy

Chapter 89: Treasures from Heaven
Even though he was overwhelmed with important matters and had no time to spare, Master Hunkun still forced Wang Wen to stay in the big tent for a long talk.

It was not until after noon that Wang Wen was allowed to leave.

"This, nephew...Puff!"

Coming out of the big tent, Wang Wen couldn't help but burst out laughing when he said the first sentence to Taoist Ji Liang.

Taoist Ji Liang: ...

He was fine when he went in, but suddenly became a generation shorter when he came out. Who can he complain to?
Sometimes, I really want to find someone to help me understand the extent of my psychological shadow.

Seeing the old Taoist's dark face and silence, Wang Wen quickly suppressed his smile and pulled the old Taoist back: "I have already thought about it. From now on, we will talk about our own things. You call me Uncle Master, and I will call you Taoist Priest..."

Two blue veins popped up on Taoist Ji Liang's forehead.

After a long while, he finally said speechlessly: "Master, Uncle Master, stop making trouble and let's get down to business first. Do you... do you know how to refine weapons?"

Wang Wen nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"

Taoist Ji Liang was surprised: "You can do it?"

Wang Wen laughed and said, "I don't know how to refine weapons, so why would I ask for materials?"

Taoist Ji Liang asked hurriedly, "Where did you learn how to refine weapons? Is it reliable?"

Wang Wen turned to look at him with a half-smile: "What's up? Are you checking the household registration?"

Three more black lines appeared on Ji Liang's forehead. "I'm just worried you'll ruin this piece of blood-veined steel."

Hearing this, Wang Wen subconsciously shrugged his shoulders and weighed the small bag on his shoulder.

The bag contained all the items that his cheap senior brother Hun Kun Zhenren had forced upon him. In addition to the goose egg-sized piece of blood-veined steel, there was also a purple sky thunder talisman, a body-protecting jade pendant, a secret book of "Lightning Thunder Fist", three bottles of Seven-Turn Pill, the Maoshan "Hun" generation elders' token, the Maoshan Dharma lineage list, and other miscellaneous items.

Not to mention the documents proving their identities and sects, the rest of the items are treasures rarely seen in the outside world.

Especially the purple heavenly thunder talisman. When Master Hunkun passed it to him, his expression was very solemn. He said that this talisman was the sect's heritage bestowed by the founder of the Thunder Department before the Heavenly Court evacuated this world. It could summon the nine heavenly thunders to destroy all enemies. No one could stop it except the Heavenly Master. There were originally nine of them, but only three were left when it was passed to his generation. Moreover, one less talisman would be used, so it must be used with caution!

That protective jade pendant is also extremely extraordinary. All Maoshan disciples will be passed down such a Maoshan jade pendant by their master when they become disciples. It can not only protect themselves and kill enemies, but also be used to identify their identities. Those who have the Maoshan jade pendant are the real disciples of Lingbao Sect, and those who do not have this jade pendant are the so-called wild Maoshan. The one in Wang Wen's hand was personally consecrated by Master Hunkun and kept by him for many years. In times of crisis, it can burst out with Master Hunkun's full strength.

During his conversation with Master Hun Kun, Wang Wen also got a general understanding of the current situation of the Xuanmen sect.

Today's Xuanmen monks still follow the practice path of the ancient Qigong practitioners, with the four major realms of practice being refining essence into Qi, refining Qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into harmony with the Tao. They are divided into the four realms of Human Master, Earth Master, Heavenly Master, and Great Heavenly Master, and each realm is divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower.

The threshold for refining essence into qi is whether the essence, energy and spirit can be condensed into magic power.

Once you cultivate magical powers, you will become a teacher. As the name suggests, you can be a teacher to others. Taoist Ji Liang is at this level now.

The threshold to refining Qi and transforming into a spirit is whether the three souls and six spirits can be condensed into the primordial spirit.

Once one cultivates the primordial spirit, he becomes a geomancer. As the name suggests, he is the master of a place. This state is also called a semi-immortal. This is because in the Middle Ages, after a hundred years, a semi-immortal geomancer would either switch to cultivating the way of ghosts and gods, or directly seek an official position in the underworld to specialize in the way of ghosts and gods.

The current leaders of the three talisman sects are all semi-immortal earth masters.

But according to Master Hunkun, Zhang Jizu, the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu, has most likely already reached the threshold of the Heavenly Master realm.

The threshold to refining the spirit and returning to emptiness is whether the primordial spirit can be condensed into a golden elixir.

Once one cultivates the golden elixir, he becomes a Heavenly Master. As the name suggests, he can be the teacher of the emperor. This realm is also called human immortal. In the Middle Ages, Heavenly Masters could achieve great success and their spirits could leave their bodies. They could reach heaven and the underworld, making them well-deserved immortals in the world.

As for refining the void and merging with the Tao, it means shedding the mortal body and ascending to heaven.

Once one sheds his mortal body, he becomes an earthly immortal. Normally, there shouldn't be any cultivators at this level in the human world, because cultivators at this level have already ascended to the immortal realm and enjoyed immortal blessings.

It just so happened that Zhang Daoling, the founder of Longhu Mountain, stayed in the mortal world for thirty years as a terrestrial immortal because of his excessive killing after completing his merits. To show his respect for Zhang Daoling, Xuantan called this realm "Great Heavenly Master".

Under the Master of Humanity, all those who practiced fancy things were collectively called sorcerers. As the name suggests, they were people without any knowledge or skills...

Xuanmen practice and martial arts practice are two completely different paths, and there is not much comparability between the two in terms of realm.

To put it bluntly, the two are like a mage and a warrior. Forcing a comparison of their realms is like asking a mage to compete with a warrior in close combat, or asking a warrior to compete with a mage in long-range magic. This is obviously unfair.

As for combat effectiveness, it is generally recognized in Xuantan that a human master can fight against warriors in the three realms of Mingjin, Anjin, and Huajing; an earth master can fight against warriors in the three realms of Danjing, Houtian, and Xiantian; and a heavenly master can crush all warriors in the world.

But Master Hunkun himself admitted that this definition is not absolute, and there are many factors that can affect the outcome.

After all, whether it is a warrior in the eyes of a Xuantan monk or a Xuantan monk in the eyes of a warrior, they all have fatal flaws.

Xuantan monks have long arms, but most of them are fragile. Once a warrior gets close to them, they will die.

Warriors have thick skin but short arms. Once a Xuantan cultivator takes the upper hand, it is difficult for them to turn the situation around.

This is a head-on fight...

As for assassination, of course whoever is assassinated will die.

Warriors have bows and crossbows.

The Xuantan monks have spells.

Therefore, true disciples of powerful families carry with them weapons and people to protect them.

Maoshan is even more outrageous. They cannot afford to support so many martial artists to protect them, so they simply let their disciples combine martial arts and practice both Taoism and martial arts.

This is how "Lightning Thunder Fist" came about...

……

"Just now I saw you hesitate to speak..."

Wang Wen asked curiously, "What kind of treasure is this piece of blood-veined steel? Is it precious?"

"It's more than precious!"

Taoist Ji Liang said with envy and jealousy, "Ordinary metallurgical materials are mined from various metal mines. Do you know where blood-veined steel comes from?" Wang Wen: "Now that you say that, it definitely isn't mined from metal mines."

Taoist Ji Liang stared at the small bundle on his shoulder and said quietly, "Blood-veined steel is forged in the alchemy furnace. It's made from countless rare materials, refined with Yang fire, discarding the dross to seek the essence, and then tempered with pure Yang blood. The sealed blood veins within it are like the blood vessels throughout the human body. When combined with the cultivator's divine consciousness, it's like a dead object coming alive. It's extremely agile and indestructible, making it a top-level material that can be used as the base material for immortal artifacts. How many cultivators dream of it, but can only hope to obtain it... Just the piece on your shoulder, even if it's worth a million coins, cultivators who come to ask for it will definitely knock down your door."

Wang Wen exclaimed "Oh shit" and couldn't help but move the small bag on his shoulder from his back to his chest and cover it with his hands.

Taoist Ji Liang reluctantly withdrew his gaze and sighed, "You don't have to worry about being guilty of possessing a treasure. You are now an elder of the Hun generation of our Lingbao Sect. Who among the Taoists in the world would dare to have any evil thoughts against you?"

'yes! '

Wang Wen suddenly realized something in his heart, and then he said confidently: "My nephew, don't envy me. I didn't cheat the master brother out of nothing. I have made contributions to the sect and shed blood for the sect. Do you understand the meaning of hard-earned money?"

Taoist Ji Liang thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case.

In the situation last night, if he were to take over, he really wouldn't be able to do it...

As soon as he understood, the greed in his heart dissipated a lot. After letting out a long breath, he said sincerely: "Uncle Master, you'd better keep this treasure tightly guarded. Don't tell anyone about it. Money can tempt people!"

Wang Wen patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, as long as you keep quiet, I will make sure no one else knows about this treasure from me."

Taoist Ji Liang smiled bitterly and said, "How dare we speak out? The sect's rules and regulations may not apply to you, but they do apply to us!"

The disciples of the Jing generation had endured for most of their lives and were about to become mothers-in-law, but at the last minute, such a living ancestor suddenly appeared.

When Taoist Ji Liang thought about having to coax such a living ancestor when he was in his seventies or eighties, he felt that his future was bleak.

The head teacher... is so confused!

……

Wang Wenxing rushed back to his tent with his small bag, said to the stone guarding the door, "Don't let anyone in to disturb me," and then went straight into the tent.

He happily took out the items from the small bag one by one, and after looking at and playing with them for a long time, he reluctantly put them away and buried them next to the miniature palace, asking Ma Feng to watch over them carefully. Then he took the black steel ingot the size of a goose egg, which was covered with fine bloodshot, and returned to the bed to sit cross-legged...

If there is enough time, he will definitely give priority to learning the "Lightning Thunder Fist".

But there is no time left, so he can only settle for the second best and refine the hidden weapon first to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. After a while, a shadowy figure emitting a hazy golden light, wearing a vermilion round-necked official robe and a black gauze hat, floated out from the Baihui acupoint on his head. He pointed at the blood-patterned steel, and the blood-patterned steel automatically floated up.

Afterwards, the phantom made complex hand gestures with his hands, and after a moment, he waved his sleeves, shooting out a ball of cold flame that also emitted a hazy golden light. It wrapped around the blood-patterned steel in mid-air and slowly forged it.

This cold flame is not condensed from magic power, but the innate divine fire of the county god. It not only possesses the super-strong power of abandoning waste and seeking essence, but also possesses a trace of Yin De power. It is an excellent true fire for refining Yin De magic weapons!
Blood-veined steel was indeed a top-grade material suitable for use as the base material for immortal artifacts. Wang Wen used his innate divine fire to forge it for over three hours, until his mana was almost completely drained. Only then did this egg-sized piece of blood-veined steel finally show signs of melting...

After he separated out a piece of steel as big as a broad bean, he hurriedly threw the excess blood-marked steel aside.

I can’t practice it!
He currently has no way of refining such a huge piece of blood-veined steel!
It would be better to wait until the Yin Shen is promoted to a higher realm before refining it. Anyway, he has not yet decided what weapon to use this piece of blood-patterned steel to refine.

It is worth mentioning that his Yin Spirit has not yet been contaminated by the power of incense, and is still following the pure path of ghost immortals. His realm is somewhat different from the current realm of Xuanmen.

The current realm of Xuanmen is sorcerer, human master, earth master, heavenly master, and great heavenly master.

However, the realm of the ghost immortal way is ghosts, night wandering, driving away objects, concentrating the mind, day travel, returning to the void, and ghost immortals.

He estimated that the Sun Travel Realm was roughly equivalent to a Xuanmen Heavenly Master, but his combat power was likely several notches lower than that of a Heavenly Master. After all, Ghost Immortals were the weakest immortals...

But he didn't mind. After all, he wasn't a proper ghost immortal. He still had a physical body and the opportunity to choose...

It's like the conflict between martial arts and thunder magic. With the "Lightning Thunder Fist", a Xuanmen true skill that combines martial arts and thunder magic, wouldn't the problem be easily solved?

He believed that the problem of the Yin spirit and the physical body would be solved in the future!
All I can say is that the revival of spiritual energy may be the worst time for ordinary people.

But for practitioners, it is the best era!

Everything has just begun, everything is possible!
……

All night long, Wang Wen was concentrating on refining the magic weapon.

He split the bean-sized piece of blood-veined steel into two pieces, forming two ox-hair steel needles more than a finger long.

On a steel needle, he used his divine consciousness to carve a frontal and tough magic array that was solid, sharp, dazzling, and capable of destroying evil.

In another steel needle, he used his divine consciousness to carve the magic arrays of Lao Liu's gameplay, such as flexibility, sharpness, concealment, and extreme speed.

When the dawn broke in the east, he felt something in his heart and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He controlled two ox-hair steel needles to pierce through the blood, breaking through the top of the tent and welcoming the first trace of the Double Ninth Festival purple air in the eastern sky.

In an instant, only a series of crisp silver bell sounds were heard, and two steel needles, one black and one white, swam lively above the tent like fish.

Wang Wen curiously extended his spiritual sense, wanting to observe the two steel needles carefully. Unexpectedly, the moment his spiritual sense touched the two steel needles, the two steel needles floated down the river like fish, and fell directly into his Yin Shen along with his spiritual sense.

Wang Wen was stunned for a second, and hurriedly summoned two steel needles to float in front of his eyes. He used his spiritual sense to carefully investigate, and saw a faint purple air flowing along with the blood patterns on the steel needles that were so fine that they were almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The two steel needles formed a whole and merged into a complete Taoist pattern!

These two steel needles combined together actually form a natural magic weapon!
He was so overjoyed that he cried out, "Good baby, good baby!"

"I am worthy of being God's favorite child!"

He said with his hands on his hips, feeling quite proud.

Although he tried to refine the two steel needles to perfection, he really only refined them as two magic weapons. He never thought of refining the two steel needles into a set of magic weapons.

It’s not that he can’t make a magic weapon with his current level of cultivation, but it’s too laborious and time-consuming, just for two hidden weapons, it’s not worth it!

Unexpectedly, God helped him...

Just as he was feeling secretly proud of himself, the dull sound of a cowhide drum beating echoed throughout the camp.

Soon, Xu Ergou's voice was heard outside the tent: "Brother, it's time to go to war!"

(End of this chapter)