Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

Ji Zheng was thinking. He watched his thoughts being put into the refining furnace and being tempered together with the magic weapon. Many painful thoughts arose.

He also occasionally muttered strangely that his progress in refining equipment seemed to be quite good.

Could it be that because of the numerous killings in the bloody forbidden land, his heart has actually been restless all the time?

"I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

Ji Zheng shook his head repeatedly and tried not to think about it. It was a good thing that the progress of practicing Xinyuan Tianyi Weapon Refining Technique had been improved.

But there is no time in cultivation.

When Ji Zheng was immersed in refining the weapon, the outside world began to fight to the death because of the inheritance of the True Immortal Chunyang, and a series of restrictions exploded.

Ji Zheng would occasionally come out of the water cave with Li Huang in his arms to be a spectator and watch several fights.

I have also heard several versions of the legend about getting opportunities in the Chunyang Palace.

"I imagine that one day, the evil 'Shui Xing' Zhenren who has realized the four paths of the Kuishui Palace and Huang Yu of the Xuanhuang Palace will fight to the death, and the winner will be decided in front of the Pure Yang Qi inheritance of the Pure Yang True Immortal Lu Zu."

"Suddenly the hall collapsed. Hey, look what happened."

"Someone here actually got there first and got the inheritance, which made the evil disciples from the two major forces laugh."

Some immortal cultivators burst out laughing and spread the funny things that happened in Chunyang Palace outside.

"Oh? There is actually such a dark horse. Daoist friend, do you know who is the person leading the two major forces?"

Someone asked curiously.

The immortal cultivator did not hide it and said, "I heard that he is a Yuanshen sword cultivator from the Daxia world, who is good at using the fire path."

"As for the specific Taoist name and the master, I don't know."

"A fire sword cultivator, how enviable." Several Yuanshen Taoists showed envy in their eyes, as they had inherited a Pure Yang True Immortal today.

One day he will be able to soar to the sky and have the hope of becoming a top immortal.

Only Ji Zheng looked slightly stunned. A fire sword cultivator in the Great Xia world, how could he not guess who that person was.

“But Junior Brother Ye Yan’s talent shouldn’t have allowed him to have such an opportunity to learn a legacy left by the Pure Yang Immortal.”

Ji Zheng felt depressed, he was worried that maybe that would still be his junior fellow apprentice.

But he searched for several months in other places, trying to find Junior Brother Ye Yan to ask, but he couldn't see a single person.

Feeling depressed, Ji Zheng went back to the water cave with Li Huang in his arms, and put in some equipment to refine a magic weapon.

Hey~

Ji Zheng succeeded in refining a magic weapon this time, and a top-grade long sword with a fiery red color flew out of the refining furnace.

Like a rainbow, and like a flame.

Ji Zheng reached out and grabbed it, and was shocked.

His Xinyuan Tianyi weapon refining technique actually reached the upper level of the heavenly grade.

This means, “My heart is more confused.”

In the Xinyuan Tianyi weapon refining technique, the more confused your mind is, the better the effect of practicing it will be.

I was just meditating and not getting involved in external affairs, so why did my mind become even more confused?

Ji Zheng sighed, put away the fiery red sword, continued to push down the waste slag in the refining furnace, and started re-refining the magic weapon.

Chapter 136 New Goal

Ji Zheng continued to refine the magic weapon.

He got quite a few treasures here, many of which could be used to refine materials for heavenly-grade magic weapons.

A piece of basalt iron pops out, and then he starts smelting and refining it to create a magic weapon.

His thoughts also fell into the prototype of the magic weapon and were polished.

One year, two years...

Ji Zheng was now truly immersed in the Xinyuan Tianyi weapon refining technique.

However, the final heavenly-grade top-grade item is like a membrane that is right in front of you yet far away in the horizon. It seems easy to break, but you can’t touch it no matter what.

"Don't worry. As long as I refine it slowly, I will succeed." Ji Zheng calmed his mind.

After all, he is a cheat. As long as he keeps practicing, the membrane will be broken sooner or later.

"But fellow Daoist, why haven't you died yet?"

Ji Zheng glanced sideways at Li Huang in the large celadon bowl.

It has been exactly four years since Li Huang was thrown into the magical ocean of heaven and earth in a large celadon bowl.

He worked as a blacksmith for four years.

Lihuang had been eroded by the cold winter water for four years, and the constant scouring had probably washed away the Wangfu Rock.

Li Huang was still holding the shadow of the jade slip, his face pale and shaky.

You have been on the verge of collapse for four years, and four years have passed, but you still won't die.

Ji Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and leaned over to ask.

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better die soon. If you don't die soon, the corridor of the Road of Gods and Demons will be opened."

Ji Zheng sighed.

Li Huang's face was pale, but he persisted stubbornly. He pursed his lips and took a magic pill to restore his energy, but he didn't answer.

He firmly believed that as long as he could keep living, he would find a way out sooner or later.

But Ji Zheng suddenly reached out and lifted him out of the space inside the celadon bowl.

Li Huang saw that he was brought up again, his expression remained unchanged. He had long been used to it.

Every time Ji Zheng wanted to walk out of the water cave, he would grab him first and use him as a shield to carry him out.

He even thought about taking the opportunity to die together and let go of the jade slip shadow to fight Ji Zheng.

But after seeing that Ji Zheng secretly held a large teleportation talisman every time he traveled, he silently gave up this idea.

"Even if I die, this evil spirit will not die. I will endure until the day when I can live again."

Li Huang cheered himself up, but he suddenly discovered that he was not taken away from the water cave after being caught.

Instead, it is placed right at the entrance of the cave.

"Leave it there?"

Li Huang was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of a horrible possibility. Could it be that he would be left here and constantly attacked by the sword energy and swimming fish?

"Yes."

Ji Zheng pushed him from behind and told Li Huang to pay close attention to the front. "Be careful, the sword energy fish is coming to attack you."

Ding Ding Ding!

The sword energy fish angrily attacked Li Huang's jade sword phantom.

Li Huang felt the even more terrifying speed at which his energy was being consumed, and his face turned panicky. If he was in the winter cold water, he would have the confidence to continue to hold on.

Because the phantom of the jade slip consumed very little of his energy, most of it relied on its own power to resist attacks.

But no matter how few there are, once the power and duration of the attack increase, they will be able to wear away the stone and completely defeat him.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you want the unique immortal and demonic secrets of Xuanhuang Palace? Let me go back, and I will tell you now."

Li Huang said hurriedly.

Oh?

Ji Zheng blinked, "Are you really telling me?"

At the very beginning, he was curious and asked about the method of using the Xuanhuang Qi, but Li Huang was very rigid at that time and refused to tell him.

"Yes!" Li Huang nodded.

In any case, it takes time to delay.

But Ji Zheng just smiled and left Li Huang at the entrance of the cave.

Li Huang panicked. He whispered a lot of rewards, but Ji Zheng remained motionless and just watched with a smile.

I don’t even visit the refining furnace often!

This went on for a month.

After Li Huang felt Ji Zheng's determination, his heart cooled down and he said calmly:

"Fellow Daoist, I am willing to use the 100-year slave contract to exchange my life. How about that?"

"I am a demon-level Wanxiang Zhenren. It is easy for me to cultivate to Yuanshen Daoist. Even immortal is not difficult for me."

"Only the celestial realm is uncertain. A hundred years of service from a monster like me is very valuable, enough to buy my life."

"A hundred-year-old slave?" Ji Zheng was not surprised, but just frowned.

Li Huang's heart sank. "Fellow Daoist, a hundred years is my greatest sincerity. If you are unwilling, then I would rather self-destruct."

He still has revenge to take, and the glory of his people to revive. For a hundred years, he is only willing to serve others for a hundred years!

Otherwise, he would rather commit suicide.

But Ji Zheng shook his head, "You misunderstood. I'm not asking for more, but I think you've made too much money. You've earned a great opportunity for nothing."

In another eight years, he will be able to go to a great world where he can practice under the tutelage of a true god and become an immortal.

This was not him bragging, but an opportunity that came to him after he acquired the water palace of Zhaixing Mansion.

As long as he has enough talent, he will definitely have it.

How powerful is a true god? What a great opportunity it is to be able to practice under his tutelage?

Even if you are just his slave, you can only serve tea and water in Xieyue Mountain and cannot listen to the truly powerful magical skills.

But that is an opportunity that even the immortals would be jealous of and fight for.

Because there are countless powerful celestial immortals and true immortals on Xieyue Mountain, occasionally listening to these people’s lectures is a remarkable inheritance.