Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 137 136 Alchemy weapon, magic treasure stepping on the clouds
Taiyi Zhenren has been observing Tiangu Temple for the past ten days.

The focus of observation, in addition to Li Cunxiao, is the monk Qieci.

In the end, he had to admit that although this bald donkey was annoying, he was a role model among his peers.

There are several advantages to this, and if you want to summarize it, it can be summed up in three words:
Make sense.

But experts are often unreasonable.

Why do the great people in those stories about gods and Buddhas often act impulsively and unrestrainedly?
Because it feels great!

After years of hard practice, when one achieves enlightenment, the majority of people let themselves go, while only a very small number remain strict with themselves.

Although they are not completely free from the entanglement of the secular world, except for a few of their peers in the world, Taiyi and his people are basically uncontrollable.

Whether to do good or evil depends entirely on one's personal cultivation.

Among his peers, Monk Qieci's moral standards are undoubtedly above average.

Even though he was just peeping at a disciple who had not yet been accepted, the monk was very careful about his behavior.

Apart from work and taking a look when practicing, the rest of the time he would just be on guard against some old-timer stealing his house, and he wouldn't keep a close eye on it all day long.

Taiyi is different. Whenever he thinks of something, no matter what others are doing, he will immediately rush to Zhang Lishi's study.

Fortunately, the latter is not a lewd person, otherwise he would be embarrassed to death.

As for Li Cunxiao, the old Taoist priest had already done something like peeping at others practicing for a whole night, so he had no sense of distance at all.

Taiyi: Do you understand how much I love my son?
But the latter approach is actually the norm for most experts.

In front of a strong person, not resorting to violence is already a form of restraint. As for privacy and dignity, such things are completely a luxury.

But a gentleman's behavior sometimes becomes an opportunity for others to take advantage of him.

At this time, Li Cunxiao asked for a meeting outside the house. Taiyi carefully sensed and found that Monk Qieci did not follow him, and he was immediately happy.

He didn't care why the other party came so quickly. He winked at Zhang Lishi and disappeared without a trace.

"It's Saburo, come in."

Li Cunxiao opened the door and saw his master sitting upright on a chair with two cups of hot tea on the table emitting steam.

He couldn't help but smile knowingly.

After becoming a father again, Zhang Lishi has become much more meticulous.

Pouring tea for the apprentice personally is very thoughtful.

"Master, you said you found a weapon refiner?"

Zhang Lishi pretended to be calm and nodded, "Not bad."

"That person is an old friend of mine. I just got in touch with him recently."

"Since you're back early, let's go tomorrow and refine the Cloud-Stepping Shoes into a magic treasure so you can return to the temple."

Upon hearing this, Li Cunxiao subconsciously thought of the last time when Mrs. Zhang gave birth and Zhang Lishi returned in a mess.

I'm afraid that my old friend, Master, has a bad temper.

Zhang Lishi must have put a lot of thought into getting the other party to take action.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. I wonder what kind of reward that weapon refiner would want to help me?"

"I still have some savings. If possible, please don't force me."

Zhang Lishi was touched at first, but then he felt a headache.

remuneration?

There is no weapon refiner at all, these are just Taiyi's tricks.

The latter enjoys it, so why does they need any reward?
It's almost like giving it away.

"No need to say more about this, Sanlang. I have already made arrangements with that person. Just do as I say."

"That's fine, thank you, Master."

Li Cunxiao had no choice but to agree after hearing this. The master and disciple chatted for a while, and then the former took his leave to visit Mu Cha, Zhang Que'er, Madam Zhang and the little tiger cub.

For ordinary pregnant women, it takes at least one month to recuperate after giving birth.

But Mrs. Zhang didn't know whether it was because of her qi and blood cultivation or because of her many experiences, but after only ten days, she was already full of energy.

Even Li Cunxiao sensed his qi and blood, and unexpectedly broke through to the perfection of qi and blood, which was really incredible.

Zhang Lishi’s youngest son’s nickname is Xiaohu. The fat boy is in very good health and is not afraid of strangers at all.

Mu Cha and Que'er often hug each other and play with each other, and the latter does not cry or make a fuss.

"Wow!!!!"

Looking at the boy struggling and crying in his arms, Li Cunxiao was embarrassed and carefully handed him to Mrs. Zhang who was grinning.

"Master's wife, I'm sorry. I usually kill demons, so I guess the evil spirit in me is too strong."

As soon as Zhang Xiaohu returned to his mother's arms, he immediately calmed down again, his big black eyes widened and looked very bright.

"It's not your problem. This child is too timid. He needs more training when he grows up."

The next morning, Zhang Lishi took Li Cunxiao and rode straight to the East Market.

The East and West Markets are the most prosperous commercial areas in Songzhou City.

There are not only ordinary gold and silver utensils, silk and satin, but also many businesses that specialize in serving warriors.

There were weapons, elixirs, and martial arts in it. Li Cunxiao thought that the weapon refiner must be a customer of a big store.

However, after passing several magnificent stores, Zhang Lishi showed no intention of stopping.

It is obviously a bustling place with a lot of people, but it becomes quieter and quieter as you walk along.

After turning into an alley, the two of them unexpectedly came to a quiet courtyard in the bustling city. The voices of people outside seemed to be blocked out by the walls.

"A great hermit hides himself in the city, a master's demeanor."

Li Cunxiao praised him subconsciously, but Zhang Lishi couldn't help but show a subtle expression when he heard it.

He rented this house for Taiyi.

He had the illusion that his father was helping someone sell his son, so he suppressed his strange feeling and knocked on the door gently.

After a while, the door opened. Li Cunxiao looked closely and saw that it was a blue horse that opened the door.

For some reason, he seemed to see a hint of resentment in the other person's eyes.

The corner of Li Cunxiao's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, isn't the mount of this senior weapon refiner too spiritual?
A green horse walked slowly in front to lead the way. The yard was not big. After passing through the screen wall, there was a patio.

An old man in a jade-green Taoist robe sat under a paulownia tree. He had a gaunt face, an upright figure, and a whisk in his hand.

As his eyes turned, there was a kind of detached air, as if the vicissitudes of life were emerging in his eyes, but they were nothing special.

The warm summer breeze seems to be inexplicably cool under the shade of trees here.

Li Cunxiao's expression became solemn and respectful, and Zhang Lishi couldn't help but gasp.

The old man was very satisfied with their performance.

That’s right, this is the style of a master.

Isn't this going to make that fat monk look better in just a few minutes?

"Take the things out."

The old man spoke lightly, and Zhang Lishi quickly winked at his apprentice.

Li Cunxiao knew he needed to upgrade his equipment, so he took off his boots and cleaned them up last night. Afraid of upsetting the weapon refiner, he even fumigated them with sandalwood all night to prevent any unpleasant odor.

However, the old Taoist priest just opened the bundle and took a look, then spread out his five fingers and lifted it up with the green inner energy.

Then he let out a gentle cry, and a nearly white line of fire, like a winding dragon, penetrated into the silver cloud pattern of the cloud-stepping shoes.

The next moment, the entire pair of shoes was completely wrapped in blue and white, as if they were stuffed into a furnace made of true energy, and nothing could be seen.

"What kind of cultivation level does this senior have? Can he transform his Qi into a physical form? He's so casual about it, so I'm afraid it's more than just Huang Ting, right?"

Li Cunxiao naturally widened his eyes and was secretly amazed in his heart that his master's network of contacts was really extraordinary.

I won't talk about Taiyi Zhenren anymore. When I arrived in Songzhou City, I met the abbot of Tiangu Temple and this senior weapon refiner.

Almost all the problems encountered so far have been solved by Zhang Lishi’s connections.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the latter with admiration.

Ok?
Zhang Lishi was surprised at first, then he suddenly felt a cold gaze cast on him, and immediately thought to himself that something was wrong.

Although the old man still looked calm, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the whisk.

After a moment, he suddenly said:

"Youngster, you only know how to control magic treasures to fight, but do you know where magic treasures come from?"

Li Cunxiao was stunned for a moment before realizing that the other party was talking to him.

He secretly glanced at Zhang Lishi, and after seeing him nod encouragingly, he spoke:

"I am a young man with limited knowledge and have only read a few words in books."

"All things have spirits, but their spirits are not obvious; all things have demons, and their demons are strong."

"Magic treasures are usually made from demons. The demonic thoughts of warriors are used to stimulate the demonic nature in the materials, thereby giving birth to new demons."

"That's right," the old Taoist was a little surprised, as if he didn't think the other party could really answer it.

"Depending on the materials and techniques used, the magic treasures produced can be divided into three grades: low, medium, and high."

"Low-grade magic treasures penetrate the true qi, mid-grade magic treasures recognize the master and communicate with the spirit, and high-grade magic treasures dissolve into the body."

"The higher the grade of the magic treasure, the more spiritual the demon inside it is, the stronger the evil spirit is, and the more powerful the warrior is required to control it."

"Otherwise, forcibly controlling a high-level magic treasure will only drive yourself insane, and madness and possession are common."

"So if you happen to obtain a high-level magic treasure, you shouldn't be overjoyed, but should tread carefully."

Li Cunxiao didn't know why, but he always felt that the Taoist's words were suggestive, but the two had never met.

He recalled the performance of the Wind Wheel, and it was undoubtedly a top-grade magic treasure, so he asked carefully:

"So, Senior, what you mean is that after a mid-grade or high-grade magic treasure recognizes its master, no one else can use it?"

The old Taoist gave a barely perceptible smile, "That's right."

"I want mid-grade and high-grade magic treasures to recognize their master, or else their temperaments must be compatible."

"Otherwise, you must face the onslaught of evil spirits head-on without losing your mind, until you leave your mark on the demon."

"And the amazing thing is, after recognizing its master, the evil spirit contained in the magic treasure will become extremely restrained, even the weapon refiner himself cannot detect it."

Li Cunxiao couldn't help but feel delighted when he heard this. If that was the case, then there would be no risk of the wind wheel being exposed inside his body.

But the old man did not finish his words. At this point, he suddenly changed the subject:
"However, no matter how powerful a magic treasure is, it is ultimately a weapon of destruction, not the foundation of martial arts."

"There's a saying that alchemy and weaponry share the same principles, but in my opinion, alchemy is more vast and profound than weaponry."

"Refining weapons only relies on the devil, but refining pills uses the spirit to control the devil."

"The various mysteries are connected to the ultimate principles of martial arts. The gap between the two is truly beyond comprehension."

"Ah, if one day I could get some guidance from a master of alchemy, I would gladly do it even if I had to lead the horse and stirrup it."

The old man spoke very sincerely, and when he was moved, he even raised his sleeve to wipe his eyes.

The overly exaggerated acting and overly explicit gestures made Zhang Lishi, who knew the inside story, extremely uncomfortable.

But Li Cunxiao didn't know all this. He was shocked when he heard it, as if the door to a new world had opened before him.

He was about to say something when he suddenly smelled a burning smell in his nose and his eyes widened.

"senior."

Ok?
With a thought, the furnace made of bluish-white true energy quietly cracked open, revealing a pair of charred boots.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm.

"That's okay. The original material can't withstand the burning of the true energy flames. I can reinforce it for you."

After saying that, without waiting for a refusal, he pinched out a silver tail feather from his sleeve, shook his hand and threw it in.

As the flames burned, the low sounds of drums and the clear cries of cranes rang out alternately, and it was obvious that the added materials were extremely extraordinary.

But Li Cunxiao couldn't help feeling a sinking feeling in his heart.

broken.

If this is done, the price of the finished product will most likely increase. What if you can’t afford it?
Old senior, you were selling cakes before you learned martial arts, right?
He secretly glanced at Zhang Lishi's face and found that he also looked solemn, so he knew that this material must be not cheap.

"No, Master just had a baby, I can't spend all his milk powder money."

Thinking of this, Li Cunxiao took out something from the bag behind him without hesitation.

"The materials used by the senior must be extraordinary. This is a small gift from the junior. If you don't mind, please accept it."

The old man looked at the purple-gold cassock in front of him and fell silent.

This is the only valuable thing you Buddhist disciples have, right?
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of drums in the blue-white true energy. The next moment, the old man waved his right hand lightly, and two white cranes flew out from it, trying to soar into the sky.

Li Cunxiao was quick with his hands and eyes. He used the dragonfly skimming the water skill and with a tap of his toes, he instantly flew three feet into the air and caught the white crane easily like catching a chicken.

By the time his feet landed on the ground, the white crane in his hand had turned into a pair of black boots.

But compared to the previous silver flowing cloud pattern, there is now a pair of white cranes outlined with silver lines on the boot surface.

There was a faint glow in its eyes, and its wings opened from time to time, looking very agile, as if it would fly away from the boots at any time.

"In less than a quarter of an hour, he refined a low-grade magic treasure. What a powerful method!"

Li Cunxiao couldn't help but look at the old man in surprise. The latter stroked his beard calmly, but he was actually secretly happy in his heart.

At the same time, it's a pity. If I had given more materials, it wouldn't be difficult to refine a pair of mid-grade magic boots, but it would take more time.

"Thank you, senior," Zhang Lishi said, seeing that the play was almost over, and then he stepped forward to salute.

The old man seemed to have been reminded when he heard this and was about to take something out of his sleeve.

"Well, it's fate that we meet today. I happen to have something here."

But Li Cunxiao suddenly became alert.

Collecting the robes is not enough, you also want to sell goods?
He doesn't believe there is a free lunch in the world.

The other party's previous behavior of raising the price temporarily and the current rhetoric brought back some bad memories from the previous life.

Thinking this in his mind, he stepped back and protected his master in front of him.

The old man and Zhang Lishi's expressions suddenly froze.

I made this plate of dumplings just for this little bit of vinegar.

It's just the finishing touch, why are you hiding?
(End of this chapter)