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Chapter 118: Qualitative Change in Casting Technique, Changes in Qingyun Temple
In the dark room, only sporadic firelight flickered.

In the light of the fire, Huang Erniu's expression became more ferocious, and accompanied by the darkness, it seemed a bit cold and terrifying.

Not far ahead, two children wearing tattered clothes were sleeping soundly and were not awakened by Huang Erniu's movements.

"Hahaha, life has become like this. Life is so tiring."

Huang Erniu took a step forward, his body trembling slightly, and the emotion in his eyes changed from anger to calm, even with a hint of coldness.

"Every day I live just to eat, but this food tastes like wax."

"My child suffered with me, and my wife died because we had no money for medical treatment."

"These two kids grew up to be just like me...what's the point."

Huang Erniu continued to walk towards the two children on the bed, his tone becoming crazy, as if he was possessed.

A cold air gradually filled the air and the temperature in the room began to drop.

The oil lamp on the table began to shake slightly as Huang Erniu walked.

The orange-yellow flame was fading, and slowly turned into a green color.

On the ground, strands of worn and withered straw appeared on the black shadow.

The straw seemed to come alive, constantly weaving on the black shadow. In just a few breaths, it turned into a set of clothes woven from withered straw.

At this moment, a black shadow wearing dry straw clothes stood up from the cold ground.

The black shadow slowly stretched out its paper-thin arm, which came into contact with Huang Erniu's calloused palm, and gradually merged together.

If you look from the outside, you will find that the black shadow seems to be pulling Huang Erniu, making Huang Erniu walk towards the two children.

With every step he took, Huang Erniu's weather-beaten face showed a look of confusion, and his legs in straw sandals kept shaking, but he couldn't control them at all.

In less than a few breaths, the cold aura had reached its peak.

Lying on the bed, the child in tattered clothes seemed unaware and was still sleeping soundly.

But on that sallow face, there was a hint of dark blue that ordinary people could not detect.

Afterwards, Huang Erniu separated his hands and placed them on the necks of the two children, gradually exerting force.

"Die, all of you."

“If you die, you won’t be hungry, and you won’t be laughed at.”

"Dad is sorry for you. Dad will come to accompany you later."

Huang Erniu opened his cracked lips and spoke word by word, with the coldness in his eyes gradually intensifying.

The two children seemed to be affected by the cold and resentful aura. Even though they were breathing rapidly, they showed no signs of waking up.

As the two raggedly dressed children were gradually suffocating and breathing out more than breathing in, a light sound of footsteps was heard in the room.

"Well...Shadow Dressing really appeared."

A calm voice, accompanied by a blood-red light, pierced the deep darkness.

In the darkness, the blood-red light condensed into a sharp sword energy, pinning the strange figure in straw clothes to the ground.

The shadow struggled strangely, its paper-thin limbs shaking constantly.

After a moment, the shadow strangely turned into a wisp of smoke and gradually disappeared.

A trace of evil spirit that ordinary people cannot see emerged and was taken into Shen Bai's pocket.

Huang Erniu lost the strange control of his shadow, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground unconscious.

The cold air gradually disappeared, and in the dark room, the low temperature caused by resentment slowly receded.

The child lying on the bed returned to normal, and the soft cry slowly echoed in the dark room.

Huang Guang stood behind Shen Bai: "Master Shen..."

Shen Bai raised his hand and said, "He fell asleep. Let's talk about it after we get out."

Without stopping, the few of them left the dilapidated and dark little house.

Outside, the street was dark and no one was passing by.

Tall red lanterns were hung on the eaves of the surrounding houses, becoming the only light on this dark street besides the moonlight.

In the distance, Kong Fang, wearing special boxing gloves, was walking quickly down the dark street.

Before he even got close, he started talking.

"Sir Shen, three strange shadows have appeared in the ten streets under the jurisdiction of the Ding Division, but they have all been captured."

Ten streets is a lot, so Shen Bai asked Kong Fang to be the messenger, walking around the streets to check the progress of the mission.

Shen Bai touched his chin: "Probe again."

Kong Fang bowed and said, "Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Fang left the street.

After Kong Fang left, Huang Guang walked up to Shen Bai.

"Strange shadows have already appeared before the state celebration has even begun. If the state celebration begins, this person's condition may be aggravated by the state celebration, and the strange shadows will become even more severe."

Shen Bai nodded and gripped the hilt of the Hanyue Sword: "Tell all your men to be alert. The state celebration is only a few days away. It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the large-scale outbreak of shadow weirdness and eliminate more weirdness. This will save a lot of trouble later."

Huang Guang agreed.

The few of them stopped talking and wandered around the street again.

Unexpectedly, after Shen Bai and the members of Ding's team walked for a while, they met a few acquaintances.

Wuhua, with a big bald head, was walking towards this side.

Behind Wuhua, there were many young monks following.

"Why are you here?" Shen Bai asked.

Wuhua seemed to have known that he would meet Shen Bai. He clasped his hands together and said, "Every time there is a state celebration, Xuanxin Temple will send people to Fenglin State to give out porridge for free. It is considered an act of compassion in Buddhism."

Shen Bai suddenly realized that there was such a process.

Wuhua looked around and continued, "Donor Shen, this time not only Xuanxin Temple but also Qingyun Temple will be involved."

Qingyun Temple?
Shen Bai touched his chin: "I haven't heard this name for a long time."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I haven’t met anyone from Qingyun Temple since the incident at the city gate that day.

If Wuhua hadn't suddenly mentioned it today, Shen Bai would have even forgotten that there was a Qingyun Temple in Fenglin State.

When talking about Qingyun Temple, Shen Bai thought of Tianqing Taoist Temple.

The force that almost cut off its own incense offerings for the sake of the people of Fenglin State seemed to have said that it had something to ask for during the Buddhist conference at Xuanxin Temple.

Later, he will bring the bronze mirror from Tianqing Taoist Temple to find Shen Bai to answer his questions.

But until now, the Tianqing Taoist Temple has not arrived yet.

Huang Guang whispered, "Master Shen, do you want to drive the people from Qingyun Temple away?"

Shen Bai shook his head and said, "No need, just keep a strict watch."

If Qingyun Temple didn't cause trouble for him, Shen Bai was too lazy to cause trouble.

But if they want to cause trouble, Shen Bai will play with them now while there is not much evil energy and there is still some free time.

Wuhua chatted with Shen Bai for a few more words and then left the street.

Soon, Shen Bai began his daily patrol.

……

One night, just like that, passed.

When morning came, Shen Bai asked Huang Guang to continue patrolling with his men and found a breakfast stall to sit down and eat.

Today is the first day of the state celebration.

As it was still early, only a few breakfast stalls were open.

Later in the day, today will be the busiest day in Maple Forest State.

"Sir, this is the snack we gave you as a gift today."

The boss's face was filled with joy as he handed a snack to Shen Bai's table.

Shen Bai smiled and said, "Is there such a benefit today?"

He had never been to this stall before, but the joy on the owner's face did not seem to be due to his identity.

The boss scratched his head and smiled innocently, "Although life is tight on weekdays, with the state celebration starting, I have to make it lively and festive. My shop relies on the support of the neighbors, so today is my way of giving back."

Shen Bai took a bite and said, "Thank you, boss."

The boss looked timid and said, "Eat first, sir. I'll go get busy."

Looking at the boss's back as he left, Shen Bai also felt that he was in a good mood today.

Three wisps of evil spirit appeared in front of Shen Bai's eyes.

Last night, Shen Bai encountered two strange shadows again, and now he has obtained three strands of evil spirits.

Shen Bai used his evil spirit while eating.

A trace of evil spirit disappeared, and then Shen Bai's casting technique began to undergo the first qualitative change.

The smoke was curling and drifting, and gradually condensed into new words in front of Shen Bai's eyes.

【铸灵术lv.3（铸造+4，容错+4，掌兵+4）：0/5000】

As the new characters gradually took shape, the familiar shadow emerged in Shen Bai's mind.

At this moment, the shadow was still in the blacksmith's room.

On the anvil in front, there are various casting materials.

The phantom stretched out his hand, and the next moment, an iron hammer fell into his hand.

"Ding!" A crisp knocking sound was heard, and the shadow was like a tireless machine, holding a black hammer and knocking on the material again and again.

Not long after, an extremely dark long sword gradually took shape as the phantom continued to strike.

Quenching, hammering...

The shadow used all kinds of blacksmith techniques to the fullest, and every swing of the hammer would cause sparks to fly everywhere.

After a moment, the shadow's movement stopped. After a quenching process and another round of processes, a long sword flashing with cold light appeared in the shadow's hand.

The shadow swung the sword.

Without any unnecessary movement from the shadow, the long sword actually cut through the air, leaving a crescent-shaped sword energy in the air, and chopped the house in front into ruins.

"Forge an unrivaled forge and command a thousand troops."

Before my eyes, the shadow gradually disappeared, and the dark blacksmith's room around it became blurry.

After everything became clear again, Shen Bai opened his eyes and ate the snack in the bowl in one gulp.

This time, after the first qualitative change, the casting technique became the soul casting technique.

In addition to doubling the original attributes, it also gains a new attribute of commanding troops.

The so-called "command of troops" means exactly what its name implies.

Anything cast by Shen Bai can be used perfectly by Shen Bai, and can even be used beyond expectations.

Of course, there is a prerequisite here, that is, you know how to use it.

If Shen Bai forged a sword but did not know how to use it, he would not have the attribute bonus of commanding troops.

"In other words, I need to rework Hanyue." Shen Bai thought to himself.

Now, the soul-casting technique has achieved a qualitative change and can reprocess Han Yue.

Shen Bai touched his chin, put the silver and money on the table, and walked to the street.

At this time, the number of people had begun to increase.

Shen Bai even saw a few monks from Xuanxin Temple setting up stalls on the road and giving away porridge.

There are lively gatherings during the day, but the highlight comes at night because there will be a state celebration ceremony at night.

By that time, there were many performances hosted by the most prestigious and wealthy businessmen in each street.

Shen Bai thought for a moment and found a member of the Ding team: "Tell them that if they have any problems, they can come to the blacksmith shop to find me later."

Now that he has the soul casting technique, Shen Bai will naturally improve Han Yue immediately.

However, the soul casting technique also requires various tools of a blacksmith. It is impossible for Shen Bai to buy them right now, so the blacksmith shop is a good choice.

The members of the Ding Division hurriedly bowed and said, "I obey your orders."

Shen Bai said no more and walked towards the nearest blacksmith shop on the street.

……

Inside the blacksmith shop.

Due to the arrival of the state anniversary, the blacksmith shop was not very hot at this time.

The blacksmith shops in Maple Forest State sometimes forge weapons, but most of them make farm tools, and there is a slight surplus here.

When Shen Bai walked in, he found that the shop owner was hanging red decorations in the shop.

Everyone was celebrating, and the blacksmith shop was naturally not willing to be outdone.

After noticing Shen Bai's arrival, the boss subconsciously turned his head and was immediately startled when he saw Shen Bai in a black official uniform.

"Sir, you..."

Ordinary people have never seen such a situation. It is already good enough that they can speak.

Shen Bai explained his purpose and placed some silver on the table: "This is my fee to the boss."

This time, he didn't need any other materials. He just needed to process Hanyue according to the method of soul casting to make Hanyue suitable for the attributes of commanding troops.

So you only need to use the tools from the blacksmith shop.

The boss waved his hands quickly: "No, no, how dare I take your money."

In fact, not everyone is like the breakfast stall owner. When the blacksmith shop owner saw Shen Bai, he looked like a mouse seeing a cat.

After all, the black official uniform on Shen Bai was too obvious.

Shen Bai stuffed the silver into the boss's hand and said, "Just keep it."

After saying that, he ignored the boss's gaze and walked straight into the blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop is where iron is forged, and it has all kinds of tools such as anvils, furnaces, hammers, etc.

Shen Bai picked up the hammer next to him casually, and the next moment, a very familiar feeling came to his mind.

It felt like Shen Bai was a veteran blacksmith who had been working with iron for many years. The moment he touched the hammer, countless thoughts popped up in his mind.

After all, soul casting is not an ordinary blacksmithing method. Shen Bai shook his head, getting rid of all the thoughts in his mind, pulled out the Hanyue from his waist, and placed it on the anvil.

The cold moon was clear and bright, with a dark red light flickering on it.

This time Shen Bai was only processing it, not recasting it, so after roasting Han Yue with fire for a while, he raised the hammer.

The Qi in his body circulated for a while, and then under Shen Bai's guidance, it wrapped around the iron hammer. In just an instant, it completely wrapped the iron hammer.

The art of soul casting uses Qi to cast, and the iron hammer is just a tool to carry Qi.

Shen Bai raised the hammer and hit Han Yue with it.

"clang!"

A crisp sound rang out in the blacksmith shop.

Shen Bai had a focused expression on his face as he swung the hammer again and again.

Sparks began to fly and the Qi was slowly consumed.

With every hammer, in addition to the changes in Hanyue, his proficiency also increases.

As Shen Bai's hammer fell, the dark red light originally attached to Han Yue began to gradually distort.

As the hammer fell, strange dark red patterns were gradually connecting together.

About an incense stick of time later, Shen Bai put the hammer aside and let out a long sigh.

In front of me, Hanyue has changed.

Originally, the dark red color on the Hanyue sword was irregular, but as Shen Bai hammered it, the dark red light had turned into a complicated and strange blood-red pattern, wrapping Hanyue layer by layer.

Shen Bai picked up Han Yue and circulated the Qi in his body.

The next moment, blood-red sword energy covered Han Yue's sword.

The dark red patterns on the sword lit up, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, making people feel cold.

"The power has undergone a qualitative change, and my sword energy has become more unobstructed."

Shen Bai felt it for a moment, feeling satisfied, and put Han Yue back into the scabbard at his waist.

"Just continue to be a worker."

Han Yue had finished the processing. Under the boss's astonished eyes, Shen Bai walked out of the blacksmith shop, took a breath of fresh air, and continued to patrol the street.

……

Shen Bai has achieved new progress.

On the other side, far away from the street guarded by Ding Bu, people from Qingyun Temple were giving out porridge.

The leader was Xuan Yangzi, who had had an argument with Shen Bai at the city gate.

Xuan Yangzi was wearing a Taoist robe and looked at the people passing by with a hint of deep disdain in his eyes.

The usual state celebrations are like this.

In fact, in Xuan Yangzi's heart, he did not quite agree with the master's approach.

When the Tianqing Taoist Temple was still in existence, they did this to show off to those who cared.

But now Tianqing Taoist Temple has fallen into decline because of Fenglin Province. Qingyun Taoist Temple has long been the largest Taoist temple in the entire Fenglin Province. Xuan Yangzi feels that it is unnecessary.

But since the temple master had given the order, he had to carry it out.

Steam was rising from the porridge in front.

Many people in Fenglin State happily received the porridge and drank it aside.

A young Taoist priest asked, "Brother, why don't you go to the area under the jurisdiction of the Ding Division?"

Xuan Yangzi was still thinking about it, but after hearing this, he slapped the little Taoist priest and said, "The master said that this time, we must avoid the Ding Division. This Bing Division is very good."

The little Taoist priest was slapped and shrank back, not quite understanding: "Why?"

Xuan Yangzi glared at the young Taoist priest without explaining.

The young Taoist priest also knew that he was wrong, and he was depressed and did not dare to continue.

Xuan Yangzi flicked the dust in his hand and thought of the figure he saw at the city gate.

"Why don't you go to Dingbu? I guess the master of the temple also wants to avoid their sharp edge."

"After all, Shen Bai is a guy with such status and position that it's really hard to offend him."

As this thought came to mind, Xuan Yangzi thought about Shen Bai's recent popularity and felt a cold wind blowing across his neck.

He was a little scared, but he didn't show it now.

When people are afraid, they need to divert their attention.

Xuan Yangzi looked at the fresh porridge that had been cooked again, walked forward, and took out a bottle from his sleeve.

(End of this chapter)