Spring passed and autumn came, and two years passed quickly.
Lingbing Pavilion, weapon refining room.
Wang Changsheng was sitting cross-legged on a green futon. In front of him, there was a golden dagger floating in the air, sparkling with light.
He retracted his spell and waved towards the golden dagger, and the golden dagger flew into his hand.
He grabbed the hilt of the sword and swung it lightly, and the sword quickly passed through the void, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.
Jinyang Sword, a low-grade magical weapon.
Over the past year, Wang Changsheng has refined many low-grade magic weapons, delivering one magic weapon every three months. In addition, he has also refined two second-level low-grade puppet beasts.
Of course, he failed many times. At first, he paid for the spirit stones. However, as the number of times he refined the weapons increased, his level of refining gradually improved and his profits became larger and larger.
With the help of Wuyin Hanshui to practice, he still stayed on the third level of foundation building for two years, but there were signs of loosening of the realm, and he was not far from the fourth level of foundation building.
Within this year, he contacted his family once and learned that Wang Mingjiang had built a foundation, but Wang Mingzhong failed to attack the foundation.
The Four Sects of the Song Dynasty opened a mountain to recruit disciples and recruited many disciples. The Wang family sent people to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference, but it was just a formality, and no members of the clan worshiped the Four Sects of the Song Dynasty.
Wang Changsheng put away the Golden Yang Sword and left the weapon refining room.
Wang Shuchong and Wang Qingze were drinking and chatting together. Wang Qingze read the weapon refining experience given by Wang Changsheng and couldn't understand it at all. Wang Changsheng explained the knowledge of weapon refining to him many times, but he couldn't listen. However, he was good at dealing with people. Except for Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingze and other People with the surname Wang fight fiercely and get along very harmoniously.
Wang Changsheng was thinking about letting Wang Qingze be responsible for external liaison in the future.
"Uncle Jiu, are you going back?"
Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingze stood up.
"No, just drink. I have something to talk to Fairy Wang."
Arriving on the third floor, Wang Changsheng found Wang Ruyan drinking tea and chatting with Song Yihang.
Seeing Song Yihang, Wang Changsheng frowned slightly. In the past two years, Song Yihang frequently went to Lingbing Pavilion to chat with Wang Ruyan. Even a fool could see that Song Yihang was interested in Wang Ruyan.
Fortunately, Wang Ruyan's attitude toward Song Yihang was normal and he didn't show any affection towards her.
Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan's beautiful eyes flashed with joy, and she said to Song Yihang: "Fellow Daoist Song, my little sister is busy with something, let's talk next time."
When Song Yihang heard this, he felt a little disappointed and agreed with a smile.
When he saw Wang Changsheng, he frowned, nodded to Wang Changsheng with a smile, and walked downstairs.
"Fairy Wang, this is the low-grade magical weapon Jinyang Sword that I just refined."
Wang Changsheng took out the Golden Yang Sword and handed it to Wang Ruyan.
Wang Ruyan looked at it carefully, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and waved it lightly a few times. Suddenly there was a crisp scream, and he praised with joy: "It's a good sword. It would be great if it could be refined into a medium-grade magical weapon." ”
Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, "I was just about to tell you! I'm going to refine a middle-grade magical weapon. You have to give me the second-order middle-grade materials and the weapon-refining blueprints."
"No problem, I will send someone to buy it later."
"Wang Fairy, today is my birthday. I would like to treat everyone to a simple meal. Is it convenient for you?"
Wang Ruyan pondered for a moment, then agreed with a smile.
Wang Changsheng smiled happily and said: "Okay, please inform the others and we will meet at Baixiang Tower during the garrison."
"Okay, see you at Baixianglou."
Wang Changsheng went downstairs and left with Wang Qingze.
"Uncle Jiu, what's the happy news? See you smiling so happily. Tell me about it. I'll be happy for you too."
Wang Qingze asked curiously when he saw Wang Changsheng's smile.
"It's nothing. Today is my birthday. I invited people from the store to have dinner at Baixianglou. Uncle Liu and the others will also go."
In a secret room, Li Tianzheng was sitting cross-legged on a futon. His eyes were slightly closed, his upper body was bare, and his body was covered with a layer of bloody spiritual light. There were some bloody spiritual patterns on his arms and face, and he could vaguely see his There is a lifelike bloody wolf head on the chest.
After a while, the bloody wolf head on his chest seemed to come to life. It opened its bloody mouth, his eyes moved around, and the bloody spiritual patterns on Li Tianzheng's body lit up.
"Roar!"
The bloody wolf let out a strange roar, and a giant wolf emerged from Li Tianzheng's chest.
This demon is about ten feet long and half a foot tall. It is covered in blood-red fur, with red and golden eyes. Its open mouth reveals a row of sharp fangs, making it look menacing and majestic.
As soon as the bloody giant wolf left his body, Li Tianzheng's aura became sluggish and his complexion became pale.
Li Tianzheng took out a red porcelain bottle. A magic spell hit it, and a large piece of blood flew out from it.
The giant bloody wolf opened its mouth and sprayed out a piece of bloody glow, covering the bloody body and rolled it back into its mouth.
The blood-colored spiritual patterns on Li Tianzheng's body radiated greatly, and the hair of the giant blood-colored wolf became brighter and brighter.
"Ouch!"
The giant bloody wolf started running in the secret room. A large number of bloody spiritual patterns appeared on Li Tianzheng's body, and his face looked ferocious, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.
Less than half an hour later, the giant bloody wolf turned into a dazzling bloody light, flew back to Li Tianzheng's chest, and turned into a lifelike bloody wolf head.
As soon as the bloody giant wolf flew back into his body, Li Tianzheng's aura increased a lot, reaching the fourth level of foundation building.
As soon as he withdrew his spell, the bloody spirit patterns and bloody wolf heads on his body disappeared.
He picked up the red porcelain bottle and shook it, frowning slightly, and said to himself: "We have used up the essence and blood, and we need to find some more blood food."
Outsiders would never have imagined that Li Tianzheng was actually an evil cultivator.
He was originally a Qi-refining disciple of Baiyun Temple. By chance, he killed an evil cultivator and obtained a book of blood-path techniques called "Blood Wolf Technique" from his hands.
"Blood Wolf Technique" is a second-level Xuanpin technique that can be practiced from the first level of Qi Refining to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. It is practiced by swallowing the essence and blood of the immortal cultivator. It is very vicious, but relatively fast.
Li Tianzheng grew up in Baiyunguan and knew right from wrong. Naturally, he would not practice this kind of technique. However, he was greedy for the secret skill attached to this technique and did not hand it over to the sect.
His qualifications were average, so he had to work hard to complete tasks and accumulate contribution points. When he was thirty years old, he finally accumulated enough contribution points and exchanged them for a Foundation Establishment Pill.
Unfortunately, he failed to build the foundation. His former fellow disciples built the foundation one after another. When he saw it, he had to call him "Master-Uncle-Master-Uncle", which made him feel very uncomfortable.
The trouble is, one of his classmates who he offended in the past has become a disciple of Zhuji. The other party took advantage of his position to give him little shoes to wear many times, which made him miserable.
After many ideological struggles, he finally chose to practice the "Blood Wolf Kung Fu".
He went to a remote place, killed more than fifty casual cultivators in the Qi refining stage, and used their essence and blood to practice the Blood Wolf Technique. In less than five years, he successfully established the foundation and was proud and proud.
Of course, he lied and claimed that he had obtained the energy of Earthly Evil, and used it to successfully build the foundation.