Chapter 1719: Panjin Soul-cutting Thread
“Yes, senior.” When Du Ming heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He is no more lucky than He Hu and Hong Yue to be favored by Lu Xiaotian. Only when doing things for Lu Xiaotian can he feel that he is valuable and will not be abandoned.
"By the way, senior, the reputation of our alchemy workshop has already been built up, and now senior is already well-known. Some of the alchemy workshops are more famous than most alchemy workshops. For people to make alchemy, there is no need to As long as this clause is reduced, the income of the alchemy workshop can be increased a lot," Du Ming added.
"Okay, let's do it this way. Put down as many chores as you can. In the future, the consumption of spiritual crystals will not be so fast, and you will have a lot of spiritual crystals deposited in your hands. You can consider it. "What's the point of making a living? If one day I don't make alchemy anymore, I can still earn the resources needed for cultivation." Lu Xiaotian said.
"Okay, during the time when the senior was away, the junior has been thinking about how to make a living so as not to sit back and have nothing. It coincides with the senior's idea." Du Ming heard the words and smiled, "But In this case, we need to increase manpower. We should wait for Danfang to resume business and then plan for it later.”
"Well, you can figure it out yourself. If you can start a new industry and use the earned spiritual crystals to buy the spiritual materials for the magic pill, I will refine a furnace of spiritual pills for you." Lu Xiaotian nodded.
"Many, thank you for your kindness, senior!" Du Ming trembled when he heard this, his knees softened, and he knelt down directly in front of Lu Xiaotian. When he entered Buddhism, he thought that one day he would be able to attain enlightenment. Transformation into a god was his dream state, but because of his qualifications, he was not valued by Buddhism and was sent back to the secular world. In fact, he was completely marginalized. Later, several monster tribes invaded Chizhou Town. Unfortunately, he was captured and became a human slave. He lived a precarious life. Who would have thought that today would happen. Now that the man in front of him had spoken, this pot of magic pill was already a certainty. .
Once you enter the stage of becoming a god, you will no longer be a common existence at the bottom of Yuanling City. No matter where you go, you can make a good living.
"Get up. Just get things done, no need for some common etiquette." Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and Du Ming stood up involuntarily.
“I don’t need to make alchemy for the time being, so I’ll let you familiarize yourself with the Qingye Alchemy Furnace.” Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm, and the Qingye Alchemy Furnace flew towards the red moon.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Hongyue smiled and arched her eyebrows, and accepted it unceremoniously.
Back at his training place, Lu Xiaotian counted his net worth. The total of various low-grade spiritual crystals is nearly eight thousand. Among them, Qi Qian's eldest brother, the man in black robe, contributed two thousand and five thousand. Previously, he teamed up with Yu Zimo and others to kill other monk teams one after another, especially after wiping out Shang Wuque's team, they gained a lot, reaching more than 4,000. In addition to dozens of Kun Demon Blood Pills, Niu Jinshan also had more than a thousand. Adding up bits and pieces, there are about eight thousand low-grade spiritual crystals. As for the Kun Yao Blood Pill, including those obtained from Niu Jinshan, it has reached nearly three hundred at this time. Absolutely a huge sum of money.
Other than that, the few Shadow Demon Pills, the four red blood flat peaches, and the remaining ordinary flat peaches are the most precious. There are still some Yin Shen Pills, Phoenix Pattern Resurrection Pills, etc. which are not bad, and have an excellent effect on the restoration of spiritual consciousness. However, there are still many on hand, and Lu Xiaotian's twelve deputy souls have now gradually Stable, the demand is not as great as before. In addition to leaving a certain amount of spare, you can consider exchanging it for spiritual crystals or other spiritual materials needed for spiritual elixirs.
As for the Purple Bamboo Spirit Grass obtained in the Hunyuan Taoist Cave, it can be used to refine the Purple Bamboo Spirit Pill, which can be used to quickly advance monks in the early stage of divine transformation to the middle stage of divine transformation. Lu Xiaotian is not too sure yet, and he will refine it later when he is sure enough. "On the other hand, all the captured magic weapons were entrusted to Yu Zimo to sell off, and some of them can be returned later." Lu Xiaotian touched his chin. These eight thousand low-grade spiritual crystals can be considered a considerable sum. After temporarily possessing the Kun Yao Blood Pill, his physical cultivation can enter a stage of rapid improvement. On the contrary, to improve my magic power, I need to collect more pills. Even with the Kun Yao Blood Pill, his own cultivation is much better than that of ordinary god-transforming monks.
Buying a better alchemy furnace would cost more than two thousand low-grade spiritual crystals. In addition, the rented location is not only for alchemy but also to meet the needs of cultivation. For Lu Xiaotian, it will inevitably not be enough.
"Golden Soul-Separating Threads!" Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand. He killed Niu Jinshan before, and the total of thirteen golden threads he got from his hands now lost their original owners and had shrunk into A ball. It looks like a small ball of gold thread.
From the technique of Niu Jinshan’s Sumeru Ring, Lu Xiaotian learned that the name of this golden thread is Panjin Soul Cutting Thread. It is an excellent thing for sneak attacks, but it is not suitable for fighting alone. . Can be attached to the original magic weapon. Lu Xiaotian thought about it, the Misty Sword Embryo is a powder keg in the body, and he doesn't know when it will explode. Unless there are special circumstances, Lu Xiaotian will try to use the Piaomiao Sword Embryo as little as possible. To prevent the Piaomiao Sword Fetus from growing too fast.
As for the Demon Suppression Tower, since Lu Xiaotian knew that the purple gold cassock was probably a lost thing of the Yinzhu Buddhist Sect, although he has been practicing the "Maha Buddhani Sutra" secretly, in order to avoid attracting people from the Buddhist Sect, Under normal circumstances, Lu Xiaotian would not use it easily. Moreover, at this time, his level of physical cultivation was higher. Relatively speaking, Lu Xiaotian was more willing to use his identity as a physical practitioner to fight against the enemy. Coupled with the phantom mirror, there are not many people who can threaten him in the stage of becoming a god. Of course, the teleportation power in the illusion mirror must not be used lightly.
"Let's refine this plate of golden soul-cutting silk into Fang Tian's painted halberd." Lu Xiaotian thought about it for a while, then made up his mind. With a movement of his consciousness, he used his magic power to melt the golden ball in his hand. Just wrap it up. Niu Jinshan was already a strong man in the late stage of becoming a god. His strength was at the upper level. He had been refining this golden soul-cutting thread for many years. It left a deep mark.
If you want to control this golden soul-cutting silk as you wish, you must erase the mark Niu Jinshan left on this magic weapon. If this is the case, the spirituality of this magic weapon will inevitably be damaged. It's just that Lu Xiaotian doesn't plan to use this treasure all the time in the future. He just thinks it's good for the time being, and it won't have much impact if it damages his spirituality. When your realm improves in the future, just throw it away.
Panjin Soul Cutting Silk struggled fiercely in his hands, and was very hostile to Lu Xiaotian. It’s just that it has become an ownerless thing at this time, how can it escape Lu Xiaotian’s methods.
A few days later, the hostility on the golden soul-cutting silk gradually weakened. Thirteen extremely sharp golden threads are alternately wrapped around the palm of the hand. Like a living thing. Only then did Lu Xiaotian's eyes show a look of satisfaction. Now he took out Fang Tian's painted halberd.
“Go!” Thirteen gold threads were submerged into Fang Tian’s painted halberd, leaving only a few tiny gold dots. Lu Xiaotian waved it a few times, and when the blood gang power was running, it was able to completely cover up the golden dots on Fang Tian's painted halberd. There is no need to worry about being seen by the enemy.
(End of this chapter)