ghost mask
After a few more days, counting the days, the two-month period for refining the weapon agreed with the Daoist Xuanling of the Craftsmanship Sect seems to have arrived, so Zhao Rui took out the Nine Palaces Piercing Order from the Qiankun Ring, entered the illusion of Tianfu, and wanted to See if Taoist Xuanling has refined his magic weapon well.
Flying through the sea of clouds, I came to the square on the hanging island. The large white stone square was still crowded with people, and it seemed that it was always so lively. Cultivators, demons and ghosts from all directions gathered here, in groups of three or four Get together, trade, or exchange messages.
Zhao Rui walked past the crowd, and the sound of noisy conversation came to his ears from time to time.
"Blood-sucking stone! Blood-sucking stone! The best choice for refining blood-sucking magic weapon!"
"Dragon scale! A genuine piece of dragon scale! Only five high-grade fairy stones are sold! If it is made into a defensive magic weapon, it can resist the minor catastrophe without any problem! Come and take a look!"
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"Dragon scale! This is a treasure! It can resist the minor catastrophe!" Someone was tempted by this effect, "Materials that can resist the minor catastrophe are hard to find!"
After Zhao Rui heard this, he turned his head and looked, and found five or six monster-like figures standing not far from him, and the voices came from the group of monsters, but who said it? But it is difficult to know.
Zhao Rui reckoned that the monster who spoke must also be a monster that has entered the late stage of Jindan, otherwise, he would not be so eager and eager for the dragon scale.
"Hey, look at the price clearly, it requires five high-grade fairy stones!" The partner next to the monster immediately objected fiercely, "A total of five high-grade fairy stones! It's not easy to get middle-grade fairy stones now. How difficult it is to get five high-grade immortal stones! This is an astronomical figure! Not to mention that refining this dragon scale into a defensive magic weapon requires a lot of expenses! It's too expensive, you can't afford it!"
"Well, but I have five high-grade fairy stones on me." The monster said at the beginning.
At this moment, Zhao Rui finally confirmed the speaker, it was a rabbit demon with long ears.
Since Zhao Rui himself was about to pass the catastrophe, he wanted to know the scene of the catastrophe, so he slowed down so that he could listen to the conversation between them more and understand the situation.
Hearing what the rabbit demon said, several monsters around him hurriedly stopped them: "That's all your savings! You have cultivated for hundreds of years, and you have only collected five top-grade fairy stones after hard work! One-time flower Go out, don't you feel bad?"
"Once the savings of hundreds of years are gone, it will not only hurt my heart, but also hurt my heart, liver, spleen and lungs!! But, I have no other way!" The rabbit demon who wanted to buy dragon scales, Sighing, he said, "I've reached the late stage of Golden Core, and I'm about to experience a small heavenly tribulation. Little heavenly tribulation, it's terrifying!
You haven’t experienced it yourself, and you probably don’t have that kind of profound experience, but I saw a friend last year who experienced a small catastrophe. That terrible scene, even now when I recall it, I still feel chills in my heart! "
"Your friend? Is that the three-tailed demon tiger?" A monster asked a little strangely.
The rabbit demon nodded and said: "Well, that's right! That's it! Its cultivation is the deepest among us. But the power of that little catastrophe is far beyond everyone's imagination. Wan Jun The thunder blasted straight down from the clouds, within a radius of tens of meters, it was all dust, and there was no way to resist it. The three-tailed demon tiger was blown out of its wits in almost an instant!
I watched from afar, and was so startled by the astonishing momentum that my legs went limp. Even the three-tailed demon tiger can't carry it over, so I have no chance of getting over it! Now I can only hope that there is a better magic weapon that can help me overcome this difficulty! "
Speaking of this, the rabbit demon showed a helpless look on his face: "Five top-grade fairy stones are indeed very expensive, but if you can't even save your life, what's the use of these fairy stones? So, As long as it can help me survive the Little Heavenly Tribulation, no matter how expensive it is, it will be worth it!"
Hearing what the rabbit monster said, the other monsters couldn't help but fell silent.
To them, the Small Heavenly Tribulation is like a gate of hell. If they can pass it, they can make great progress in their cultivation. If they can’t pass it, they will be lost forever. In comparison, although a few high-grade immortal stones are expensive, they are nothing.
Zhao Rui listened to the rabbit demon's words, and his heart sank slightly. This little catastrophe was indeed powerful, and it would not be so easy for him to get through it safely.
Passing through the large square and entering the shop set up by the Craftsmanship Sect, immediately the disciples of the Craftsmanship Sect greeted him very enthusiastically, and greeted him warmly with a smile on his face, which was very different from the last time. They all knew now that Zhao Rui was the honored guest of their ancestor Xuanling, so naturally they didn't dare to neglect him.
"Is Taoist Xuanling here?" Zhao Rui asked the disciple straight to the point.
"Master will be here soon, please wait for a while." The disciple said respectfully.
"Okay, then I'll wait here." Zhao Rui nodded, wandering around the store with his hands behind his back, looking at the various magic weapons on the counter, with a faint anticipation in his heart, anticipation What kind of magic weapon will the Xuanling Taoist master refine
After waiting for about thirty minutes, Daoist Xuanling finally appeared on the square of Hanging Island and walked towards the shop of the Artifact Sect.
Daoist Xuanling is the grand master of the Artifact Refining Sect and even the entire cultivation world. He has a distinguished status and it is not easy to meet him at ordinary times.
Now that his appearance immediately caused a commotion in the square, the cultivators and ghosts around him flocked over like a tide, flattering wildly, counting on his own flattering to make this Xuanling Daoist feel comfortable Yes, maybe when I am happy, I will leak some treasure from my fingers, which is enough for myself to enjoy.
However, their thinking was in vain. Xuanling has been famous for many years, and he has heard all kinds of flattery. , as if he hadn't heard it, he raised his head slightly and proudly walked into the shop of the Artifact Sect.
As soon as he entered the door, the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect gathered around, went up to say hello, and said that the customer who brought the fragment of the Styx dagger last time was waiting for him in the shop.
When Xuan Ling heard this, the cold and proud expression on his face suddenly changed, he showed a smile, and asked quickly: "Where is he now?"
"I'm here." Zhao Rui walked out with a smile, and then said, "Long time no see, Master Xuanling."
Xuan Ling stroked his beard, laughed and said: "Yes, two months have passed in a flash, time flies so fast."
Zhao Rui continued to ask: "Have you successfully refined the treasure that you should refine for me?"
"Of course the refinement has been completed, otherwise, why would I come here? I, Xuanling, never break my promise," Xuanling Daoist said proudly, and then took out a magic weapon from the storage ring.
This magical artifact is semicircular and bowl-shaped. Its body is as black as ink, but it has a layer of black metallic luster on the outside, and within the black metallic luster, there are faint bands of light. The green streamer has a strange beauty.
"This is the top-level magical weapon made from the fragments of your western artifact, the Styx Dagger." Xuan Ling's face was filled with unconcealable satisfaction. Obviously, this magic weapon was his proud creation. "Of course, I also added some other treasures of heaven, material and earth, all of which are extremely rare treasures. The magic weapon produced is of course the rarest of treasures. I call this treasure-the Netherworld Ghost Cover! what do you think?"
"The Netherworld Ghost Mask? Yes!" Zhao Rui doesn't care about the name, as long as it is useful, "How does this magic weapon work? Can it help me survive the minor catastrophe?"
"Little Heavenly Tribulation?" Daoist Xuanling was startled for a moment, then raised his head and laughed loudly, "Friend Daoist, you really underestimate my Xuanling. If you use fragments of ancient artifacts, you can only refine them. If I have produced a magic weapon that survived the minor catastrophe, then what face do I have to be called the number one in the cultivation world!"
After finishing speaking, he threw the Netherworld Ghost Mask in his hand into the air, and the Netherworld Ghost Mask suddenly burst into black light, and suddenly became extremely huge, and it would not be a problem to hold a hundred people.
Immediately afterwards, the cold wind blew, the wind howled, and the black rays of light converged to form a wide band of light, like a wide and deep river of darkness, lingering outside the shield, dark fog transpired, countless ghosts and ghosts, From the black light band densely emerged, hovering layer by layer outside the shield, making it difficult for anyone to approach easily!
"Fellow Daoist, the defensive power of the netherworld ghost cover, not to mention the first catastrophe, even the great catastrophe before ascending to immortality, can even resist it for you! Otherwise, it would be a waste of those things I added. Cherish the materials, and waste the ancient artifact fragments!"
Taoist Xuanling raised his head slightly, and said proudly, with unquestionable confidence on his face!