Chapter 97: Eager to learn
He repaired a broken pot into a spiritual pot. Isn’t the green leaves pretty?
Li Chuan grabbed the little mouse's tail tighter, "Don't run away yet, tell me why the Four Gods Palace is ominous? And what happened to Su Han, the Black Horned Emperor? What's going on?"
The little mouse's expression became frightened to the naked eye and said: "Don't say it, don't say it, don't be heard."
"Who heard it?" Li Chuan asked.
The little mouse shrank his head.
“You mentioned it first.” Li Chuan was helpless. He wasn't very curious, but every time the little mouse came out, he would say a few words in a cryptic manner and then say nothing, which made him feel that it was quite disrespectful not to ask.
The little mouse's head almost retracted into his chest, "I can't say it here, next time..."
The palm of Li Chuan's hand hurt, as if thousands of needles were piercing it at the same time. , and then the little mouse disappeared.
Running away again.
This time I finally said something useful.
Li Chuan's eyes fell on the fragment again. After Wen Guying came out, he went to the Bingxin Jingtan Pond to soak it, put it in a pot to grow for a few days, and then found a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to replenish it.
Can people make up for it like this? Where's the demon? Do I have to take out my soul to mend it, or can I just get two stitches?
Things gradually spread out.
Gong Er Pang San is so serious, he can’t just stop at this point; Jin Rong was the one who called him; if you study a craft carefully, you will never die of hunger...
After the sky got dark, Li Chuan packed up the pieces one by one, put the table back, and then strolled out.
In the following days, he attended several weapon-making classes. Although he felt that the subject was not very professional, he had more to brag about at the wine table.
Then I went to the Artifact Refining Hall and took a look at the magic weapons. I saw more and more, and I also saw some tricks. I no longer felt that everything was strange and colorful.
When a weapon refiner comes over, he will go up to chat and ask some questions. When the other person sees Li Chuan's lark knot, he will basically answer a few questions; some of them are very enthusiastic and like to teach others. , while bluntly expressing his disdain for Li Chuan's lack of talent as a weapon refiner, he broke the knowledge into pieces and fed it to him.
Li Chuan came from a poor elementary school and didn’t have much food and salt. Every time he went to see them, he would bring a bottle of wine with him.
Then they became friends.
Wen Guying came out of isolation less than half a month later. When he found Li Chuan, Li Chuan's theoretical level of weapon refining had already reached his level.
“Brother Li is really good at finding fun for himself.” Wen Guying commented.
Li Chuan rubbed his swollen head, told him the repair plan for the Tianyin pot, and said, "I have to trouble you to find some suitable materials." He was still not very sure. , "I'll give it a try first. If it doesn't work, I'd better find a weapon refiner. At least I can preserve the shape."
Wen Guying was very tolerant, "It would be great if Brother Li is willing to give it a try."
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He took Li Chuan out of the weapon refining hall and went straight to Bingxin Jingshui Pond.
Taking out the boat, Li Chuan put the fragments of the Tianyin pot on it, and the boat floated towards the center of the pond.
Wen Guying talked about the history of the Tianyin Pot, "The Tianyin Pot was made by Tan Wuhen, a craftsman 30,000 years ago. As soon as it was born, it experienced the catastrophe of gods and demons at that time. After the tribulation ended, he disappeared for a time. Ten thousand years ago, he was born in the secret realm of Zuichi and appeared again. In the following thousands of years, he passed through the hands of many monks and was finally collected in the treasure house of Tianyumen. . ”
The mist was thick, and the sounds of high and low birds came from the surrounding woods.
The sunlight flows between the blades of grass. Wen Guying said: "People have life and death, and magic weapons also have their ups and downs. Brother Li, have you decided what kind of magic weapon you want?"
“I want something that I can use,” Li Chuan was quite pragmatic, “or something that can be used for passive defense, which is of a higher grade than Third Brother’s black armor...”
Wen Guying thought for a while and said: "I thought of a magic weapon, but it will take a few days to get it. You can wait a few more days."
Li Chuan had nothing to do anyway, so he asked: "You Is your injury healed?"
"Almost." Wen Guying replied.
Li Chuan thought about Mu Ling and mentioned it to Wen Guying.
Wen Guying said with a smile: "I just wanted to get him away at the time, but I didn't expect him to wait for so long. Junior Brother Guan must be very happy to know that someone remembers him."
" I've figured out how to make it up," Li Chuan said again.
Then he told Wen Guying the story he had thought up, and made a script about the ghost king making trouble, replacing the heart abyss with the ghost domain, and everything was perfect.
After Wen Guying heard this, he high-fived and praised him, saying, "I told Brother Li to do this."
After boasting, he asked: "What do you think of the Four Gods Palace?"
Li Chuan recalled what he had seen and heard in the past few days and said: "It's very good, just like what I imagined. The door is different.” Then he talked about the Heart Refining Arena and said, “I think these rules are quite interesting.” The disciples, or those disciples, will not be much different from the elder's list."
"Is that so?" Li Chuan was a little doubtful.
"Cultivation cannot be faked. If there is a true disciple who can get on the list by understanding the rules...then his character is enough for him to get on the list," Wen Guying explained: "Four The shrine has set such rules because it does not care about the disciples, it only cares about resources and victory.”
He looked at Bianzhou, "Xuantai Spiritual Light Society, the new generation of genius, the number one person in the world, these names will all disappear in the long time. When a monk reaches the end, he cultivates his original heart. The purer his original heart, the better he will go." The farther away you are.”
“So twenty years ago, the Four Gods Palace suffered the least loss in the matter of Shuangye Sect. It would be nice to be able to overcome the bottleneck, and it would be nice to have a higher level of cultivation. It seems that as long as you can break through, the road ahead will be smooth. But it is not like this. Cultivation is a narrow escape, and it becomes more difficult as you go to the back. The owners are all rare talents, and their figures have disappeared in the dust and smoke of time.
"Your tone does not sound like a two-hundred-year-old monk. "Li Chuan said.
"Probably because I have taken on responsibilities that I shouldn't take on at my age. "Wen Guying followed Li Chuan's words and laughed.
Both of them laughed out loud.
The fragments of the Tianyin Pot were soaked in the cold pool for more than an hour, and then were stored in the pot. Wen Guying sent a lot of materials one after another for Li Chuan to test; he also took him to watch the process of refining treasures by several weapon refiners.
After another half month, Li Chuan felt that he could give it another try.
Wen Guying calculated an auspicious day, and sure enough it rained in the morning and the sun came out at noon.
Bath and burn incense. Using the ritual taught by the weapon-refining friend, the table was set up, the spiritual array was laid out, and the spiritual stones, spiritual plants, and spiritual wine were served.
Spread out the pieces of the Tianyin Pot. After the jade-colored fragments were soaked in the quiet pool, they showed a crystal texture; when touched, a cold chill came out.
(End of this chapter)