All the magic weapon fragments, spiritual materials, and even the pile of fairy gold were taken away by Ning Tao using the Sun Gourd.
He also has the Great Sun Gourd with him, which means he is carrying a mobile warehouse with him. There is no need for a treasure house guarded by door locks and magic circles. The treasure houses of ten Seven Immortal Sects cannot compare to the storage space of his Great Sun Gourd. Not to mention security.
But he didn't take it all. After returning to Buri Palace, he took out part of the money and gave it to Song Changlong, Song Qingyin and Xianwu, the immortal who helped settle people in the secret town, a sum of money. There are more immortals and fewer immortal warriors, but no matter who they are, they are very happy. No one thought that they could get money after fleeing here.
Finally, there were ordinary refugees and liberated slaves. Ning Tao also received a few immortal gold. The seven winning brothers probably never dreamed that the money they had worked hard to accumulate for most of their lives would be swept away by Ning Tao with a gourd and used to win people's hearts.
There are seven choices for Ning Tao's residence, which is the fairy palace of the seven winning brothers. He chose Yingren's Wuliang Palace as his residence without visiting it carefully. Wuliang Palace was at the end of the list and was also built at the highest point, where he could have a panoramic view of the entire Buri Palace. Then there is the Wuliang Palace that Pixiu Jinzang is most familiar with, and he is used to living there.
The first thing Ning Tao did when he arrived was to pick off the plaque of Wuliang Palace and crush it with his foot.
"Let's call this Xunxian Palace from now on." Ning Tao said.
Nanmen Xunxian squatted down and reached out to touch the plaque that was crushed by Ning Tao.
Ning Tao said: "Those rescued slaves have carpenters, just let them make a new one."
Nanmen Xunxian said: "It's a pity that such a good plaque was trampled into pieces. I can repair it and use it."
Can broken boards be repaired
Ning Tao was filled with surprise and curiosity, staring closely at Nanmen Xunxian's hand.
Nanmen Xunxian's slender jade hands glowed with a spiritual light. The crushed plaque was glued and reorganized under her hands, and it was restored in the blink of an eye. However, the three words "Infinite Palace" on it were erased and could not be seen. . What's even more amazing is that the plaque was originally a piece of dead wood, but after her repair, it was partially upgraded, and a leaf bud even appeared in the upper left corner.
Although he had witnessed her method of making dead trees bloom again, and seeing her method of mending plaques with bare hands and making them sprout, Ning Tao was still shocked. Looking at the sprouting plaque, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
This is the power of creation!
The power that creates all things and life!
With this kind of power, she could not have entered the divine realm with only half a foot!
"Ning Lang, you can carve the words." Nanmen Xunxian stood up, his feet suddenly swayed, and he was about to fall to the ground.
Ning Tao hurriedly reached out and took her into his arms, and injected a bit of spiritual power into her body.
Nanmen Xunxian sighed softly: "It is still too weak, and my ability to control it is also too weak. I need to practice more."
Ning Tao smiled in her ear and said, "Madam, are you hinting that I should open the door twice as much?"
Nanmen Xunxian's cheeks turned red slightly, but this time he didn't say Ning Tao was bad.
She probably thought so in her heart, how could she have the nerve to talk about her man
Ning Tao put his arm around Nanmen Xunxian's waist, and with the other hand he held the gun in his hand and carved the words "Xunxian Palace" on the plaque. Then he lifted the gun tip up, and the plaque flew back to the lintel. .
At this time, Pixiu Jinzang walked out of the Xunxian Palace and spoke: "Master, I have cleared all the traps inside. You and your mistress should go in and rest." Ning Tao said, "Thank you for your hard work. Yes, you should go and rest."
Pixiu Jinzang said: "I will sleep outside here and guard the door for my master and mistress."
Ning Tao patted Pixiu Jinzang on the shoulder without saying anything, and entered Xunxian Palace with his arms around Nanmen Xunxian's waist.
If it wants to guard the door, let it guard the door. Although it is a sacred beast, it is not a good thing to respect it too much. Divine beasts are also beasts and have animal nature. They only respect the strong. The stronger you are, you can suppress them without respect, but if you don't have that strength, even if you treat them as ancestors, they will still eat you when they should. Yingren is a typical example. If virtue is not matched, disaster will come. A mere loose immortal still wants to ride a mythical beast
A capital word Bah!
Xunxian Palace is extremely luxurious, and gold and jewelry can be seen everywhere. The most exaggerated thing is that the bedrooms in the main hall are filled with gold, gold walls, gold pillars, even the bed and bathtub are made of gold. When the light shines, The room was filled with golden light, and refracted shadows were clearly visible everywhere.
Nanmen Xunxian frowned: "It's really vulgar. Immortal cultivators are so greedy for precious stones and gold. No wonder their Taoism is so shallow."
Ning Tao secretly sighed in his heart: "Oh my god, you really know how to play! This is simply a 360-degree all-round projection with no blind spots. No matter where you are working, you can see every detail from different angles." … High, really high!”
My talents are destined to be useful, and Yingren is not without merit. At least in this aspect, he has talents and accomplishments that make Ning Tao ashamed.
"Ning Lang, let's change rooms. This room is too tacky." Nanmen Xunxian said.
Ning Tao said with a smile: "The vulgarity is the elegance. Only when you taste the vulgarity can you feel the preciousness of elegance. Isn't there a saying that the great hermits live in seclusion in the city, and even the sages and wise men with extremely high ideological realms also have to live in seclusion? In the tacky downtown, we must also learn to imitate it. We must feel the tackiness, taste the tackiness, and then be detached from the tackiness, so that our thoughts and souls can be sublimated.”
Nanmen Xunxian: "..."
"I don't think there's any need to change. Let's just live here." After a long discussion, Ning Tao made a summary.
It is a kind of talent to express some vulgar desires so grandly.
Nanmen Xunxian had no idea what her man was thinking. She hesitated before saying, "Then I want to sleep on your heaven-given bed. I don't want to sleep on this golden bed."
"Okay." Ning Tao agreed.
The gourd's mouth trembled, and the Heavenly Bed appeared in the room.
There were cracks everywhere on the bed boards and legs, giving people the feeling that they would collapse at any time.
"I'll repair it." Nanmen Xunxian said.
Ning Tao said distressedly: "You were a little exhausted just now. Don't be too tired. It won't be too late to repair it tomorrow."
Nanmen Xunxian said: "It's okay, I understand that energy, and I also need to practice using it."
"Then don't be too tired. I'll also tinker with the magic weapon fragments here." Ning Tao said.
All the magical artifact fragments were also released from the Great Sun Gourd, including the Rizhao Furnace and a few fragments of magical artifacts that resembled bone china.
The Rizhao stove is missing a jumping leg. I wonder if it can be repaired.
Those fragments of bone china were pieced together not as a bowl, but as a teacup-like vessel. There are no runes and no traces of magic power. It doesn't look like a magic weapon.
Is it really some kind of antique porcelain
Ning Tao took out the bamboo slips of the account book, spread them out, then placed the fragments on the bamboo slips of the ledger, and said straight to the point: "Chong Er, come out and take a look at these fragments."
A group of black and white energy spots bloomed from the bamboo slices, and Chong Er appeared, still in the imperial posture with his head held high and his chest raised, looking up at 45 degrees: "Ning Aiqing, I knew it when you put it up. What is this, one hundred..."
Habit is second nature.
Ning Tao shrugged.
Zhong Er's head suddenly dropped: "I forgot, you don't have a divine crystal..."
"What is this?"
Zhong Er instantly regained his energy: "This is a well-known Jade Cauldron in the fairy world, the essence of spirituality. It has experienced several owners, and there is no way to verify who is the first owner. Legend has it that this cauldron is very evil. , Not refining elixirs, only refining immortality of flesh and blood.”
Ning Tao said in surprise: "Flemish Immortal Wei?"
Zhong Er said: "Actually, it's a kind of evil magic. You take different flesh and blood materials and refine what you want. The refined thing has no soul. You can do whatever the master asks you to do. I found out that there once was a weapon master. Using this jade cauldron to refine a hydra, it caused a bloody storm in the immortal world."
Ning Tao suddenly frowned. He was surprised that this thing was actually a magic weapon cauldron. Moreover, it was an evil cauldron that specialized in refining flesh and blood immortals. This made him feel sick. He originally wanted to use the Broken Cauldron to repair it and then see what kind of treasure it was, but then he would lose the motivation to repair it.
"Look at the other fragments." Ning Tao said.
Chong Er plunged into the pile of antique artifact fragments one by one.
Ning Tao glanced at Nanmen Xunxian, only to find that she had fallen asleep. The cracks on the legs of the Tianci Tiansheng bed were much less, which was obviously the result of her using the power of creation to repair it, and she was also exhausted.
The Tiansheng bed was covered with grass and flowers, and there were many flowers blooming in the moment he turned his eyes. Nanmen Xunxian was like a flower fairy lying among the flowers. The picture was so beautiful that it made people enchanted.
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Ning Tao also gave up his past thoughts and continued tinkering with the fragments of ancient magic weapons.
After a while, Chong Er returned to the bamboo slips of the account book and crackled out: "That cauldron is the Rizhao cauldron, which can create confusion and guard the mountain. That bowl is the Yuan Lai Bo. It was once the magical weapon of a Buddhist immortal. He has strong magic power in slaying demons..."
Except for the Rizhao Furnace, Ning Tao felt little interest in the other fragments of the magical artifact.
After the Rizhao Furnace is repaired, the miasma can occur, and by covering Fengxian Mountain, it is equivalent to adding a layer of protection to the people here. As for other magic weapons, even if they are repaired, they are not as useful as his flesh-piercing gun.
No matter what kind of monster it is, it can be stabbed in the flesh...
If you can't do it with one shot, use two shots!
Chong Er's conversation suddenly changed: "Ning Aiqing, I suddenly have an idea."
"Well, what's your idea?"
Chong Er said: "Don't we need a cauldron to build a temple? Ning Aiqing can use this jade cauldron as a basis to refine all the fragments of these magical artifacts and melt them into a cauldron."
Ning Tao said in surprise: "Is this okay?"
Chong Er held his head high and his chest high, as if he were an emperor: "As long as I say yes, I have prepared a secret method for making the cauldron of heaven for you. I will give it to Ning Aiqing now. Kneel down and accept the order!"
Ning Tao remained motionless.
Chong Er shrugged his fat shoulders awkwardly and got into the bamboo.
Writings appeared on the bamboo slips of the ledger...