Ning Fusang accepted the gift from Luoxia layman and returned to Linquan Cave.
On the way, something subtle seemed to be following her.
Ning Fusang turned around and saw that the streets were bustling with people. There are countless people selling magic weapons, array disks, panacea, and overseas fairy plants.
"This female fairy, do you want a wind catching net?" The monk in gray clothes saw Ning Fusang standing on the street, so he walked around from behind the vendor to solicit business.
"My wind-catching net, once laid out, can capture sounds within a hundred miles. It is a must-have for going to sea. I am sincerely benefiting from three thousand spirit stones..."
Ning Fusang Shaking his head, "No need."
A hundred miles around is nothing to Ning Fusang. No matter Qianyuan, Silkworm Ling, or herself, they can all hear it.
Furthermore, the telescope in her hand can now see the scene five hundred miles away, which is much better than the wind catching net.
The gray-clothed monk did not give up and followed her a few steps away, "In addition to the wind net, I also have a spiritual net and fish basket for catching sea beasts. Fellow Taoist, take a look!"
Ning Fusang repeated two words in a cold voice: "No need."
The gray-clothed monk breathed a long sigh of relief and watched her go further and further. He turned back to his stall and uncovered a long golden leaf used to weave the dragon basket. There was a thumbnail hidden underneath.
The villain was wearing clothes woven with lotus leaves and a small hat. He looked at the direction Ning Fusang left and muttered: "This female cultivator's perception is too strong. I was almost discovered by her."
The gray-clothed monk sighed: "Yes, in Shanngling City, there are so many auras, fish and dragons mixed together, intertwined, and she can distinguish one of them. It seems that the task assigned by Lord Zhubei is complete. It can’t be done.”
The little man in green lotus clothes jumped on the back of the monk’s hand and was lifted above his head. He was hidden in the monk’s hair.
When returning to Linquan Cave Mansion, only Fu Sanyuan came to greet Ning Fusang.
He raised a flattering smile, and Ning Fusang passed by and entered his room, leaving Fu Sanyuan alone in embarrassment, cursing in his heart, "What has this female devil been going out to do recently? God "Mysterious."
Looking at the confined room, Fu Sanyuan couldn't help but guess: "Did he go out to practice the bag-finding technique, so he went into the house to check the harvest when he came back?"
For Fu Sanyuan, checking the harvest is the happiest thing, so he can't help but use himself to save others.
Inside the house.
Ning Fusang poured the shark's blood into a basin. Silkworm Ling lay on the involute flower candlestick, poked his head and asked curiously: "Fusang, what do you want the shark's blood for?" ”
"Although mermaids and dragons are full of treasures, they are still a little different. The treasures on dragons are much more precious than those of mermaids. If it is dragon blood, it can be a little helpful in improving cultivation, but mermaid blood is completely It’s useless.”
Ning Fusang ignored it, flipped his wrist, and a scabbard appeared in his palm.
It was given to her by Ku Ge that day, a scabbard to match the Yu Zang Sword.
Ning Fusang sank the scabbard into the shark's blood and let it sit. She was just guessing what the reaction might be.
The sun shines through the gaps in the trees and vines in front of the window. The mottled light and shadow are larger than the body of Silkworm Spirit.
Outside the house, the young man's clear and gentle voice sounded: "Sir, I heard Fu Sanyuan say that you are back."
Ning Fusang flicked his fingers, opened the door to the room, and said lightly: " Come in.”
Rongjiang dusted himself off before entering the house. He held a few drawings in his hand and came to the table, "Lord Yao Ling, these are the prototypes of the magic weapons that you gave me the Dream Wing Bird Demon Pill and the Eight-tailed Sky Fox Demon Pill, and asked me to refine them. Please take a look at the drawings.”
I have to say that Rongjiang is very efficient, especially when he places his position very accurately. Except for his poor cultivation, Ning Fusang has nothing to do with it. Unsatisfactory. She took a few drawings and looked at them. Rongjiang had three sets of plans in total. Under each set of plans, the forging method used, the materials required, and the length of time were all clearly marked.
Because Rongjiang knew that Ning Fusang was not good at refining, so when making plans, he tried to make them as simple and detailed as possible.
A quarter of an hour later, Ning Fusang roughly read the three sets of plans and pulled out the last drawing, "The style of the magic weapon should be made into a shape similar to a heart mirror."
She He dipped his pen in some cinnabar, circled a few strokes on the drawing, and said: "The rope does not need to be strung with beads, and it does not need to be too complicated and luxurious. It should be as simple as possible."
Rongjiang wrote it down one by one and passed it through in his mind. Once again, the material that could be used to make ropes was, in fact, the first thing he thought of was dragon tendons, but he quickly thought that the dragons were the same race of Qian Yuan, which might cause misunderstanding, and he quickly suppressed the thought.
In fact, you can’t blame Rongjiang for reacting this way. After all, dragon tendon is the weapon-refining material that every weapon refiner dreams of.
Even if I can't use the dragon's tendons to refine weapons, even if I can touch it, I will be very satisfied.
After thinking for a while, Rongjiang asked: "The rope is rolled with ten thousand-year-old lotus root silk, soaked in Xuanming water, and then refined in fire for several months. Although the rope is soft, it is also very tough. What do you think? "
"It just so happens that Xuanming Water is azure, and the color is not bright."
When Ning Fusang heard the word "months", he frowned slightly and shook his head: "It's too long." "
She said: "I will leave Shanling City in one year at most."
Rongjiang was a little at a loss.
He wants to refine things well, so the time must not be reduced, otherwise the effect will not be that good, but Master Yao Ling cannot give him that much time.
While he was thinking hard about the backup plan, a light voice came from above his head, "Is there any substitute for the ten thousand year lotus root rope you mentioned? If so, just go to Shanling City and buy one. , If not, I will find another weapon refiner to refine the rope, and you can continue to refine the magic weapon. The two can be done at the same time without delaying the process."
Rongjiang's eyes lit up and he said sincerely: "My lord is wise, I thought too narrowly."
"Okay, I will solve the rope problem. You don't need to refine the weapon for the next few days. You can improve your cultivation to the fifth level first. ”
Ning Fusang generously gave away a bunch of treasures.
Rongjiang's cultivation level is too low, perhaps because of his half-demon physique. She had read in books that half-demon were either pitifully weak or ridiculously strong.
Obviously, Rongjiang does not belong to the latter group. Most half-demon are pitifully weak, so their status is low, only slightly better than that of the Inhumans.
Rongjiang’s cultivation level is considered acceptable among half-demon. The old weapon refiner in Kurong Valley has never treated him badly. He is given piles of cultivation resources, but Only a fourth level was piled up.
The most critical point is that Rongjiang has no technique that suits him.
Rongjiang never had time to study carefully the Biwu Demon King's inheritance and the Jade Slip of Heart Method given to him by Ning Fusang.
Ever since he followed Ning Fusang, he has been traveling and refining weapons.
"Sir... If I go to retreat to improve my realm, the magic weapon may not be refined within a year." Rong Jiang hesitated.
Ning Fusang glanced at him and said calmly, "Do I have a lot of time for you to retreat?"
"Breaking through the fifth level within a month will not affect the magic weapon. The refining progress”
(End of this chapter)