Chapter 8 (1/2)
”Jin Dan Jing?” Wei Suo swallowed mouth water forcefully, ”green hair old man, what call congealing shape?”
The true yuan of a monk is the source of driving all kinds of skills and magic weapons. It is the foundation of a monk. According to the quality of the skills, the cultivation of Zhenyuan can be divided into four levels: Heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang. According to the cultivation, it can be divided into Shenhai realm, Zhoutian realm, fennian realm, Jindan realm, Shenxuan realm and fairyland. There are five levels in each level. Now Weisuo is not only practicing purple XuanZhen Jue is not a powerful skill, and it is only the second level of cultivation in Shenhai realm until now. With Wei Suo's speed of cultivation, there is no hope of achieving the golden elixir realm in this life. If the old man in green robe can really help Wei Suo repair to the golden elixir, as long as the conditions he put forward are possible, Wei Suo must be desperate.
”For a spirit like me, the carcass of the magic weapon is like my body. If this ghost jar had not been broken, I would have no problem living for tens of thousands of years. It's just that the body of this magic weapon is badly damaged, and some of its auras are losing. If there is no accident, in a few hundred years, the aura of the array will all dissipate, and then my vitality will be completely dissipated without nourishment. The so-called condensation is to use some unique materials to help me make a new body
”Make a new body?”
”Yes, the reason why I want to drink the blood of fire scorpion and fire earthworm is that I don't know what material was used when my first master refined me. This fire scorpion blood and fire earthworm blood just have some nourishing effect on my vitality. If I drink enough fire scorpion blood, the distance from the divine sense to this jar can be longer, but it is not more than ten miles in the square The green robed old man looked at Wei cableway: ”my biggest hope is to be free to go out and have a look, but without a real body, I have been inseparable from this jar, has been just like prison.”
”It seems pretty miserable.” Weisuo knew that the spirit like the old man in green robe was refined by those who made magic weapons. The one who helped him control the magic weapon was like the servant of a monk. He has been a slave for tens of thousands of years, and sometimes his master dies and he still can't get out of the jar. One pass is more than 10000 years. This kind of experience is really miserable. After nodding sympathetically, Weisuo continued to ask, ”do you know how to help you congealed? What materials should be used? You don't want me to have an arm and a leg or something
”See for yourself.” The old man in the green robe had already seen that Weisuo was a very shrewd and unwilling to suffer losses. His hands kept waving, and green light characters appeared in front of him, just like those of the first order fireball Rune he showed Weisuo.
”Wuse Shi, yuexiancao, jinwuguo Three levels of Jindan? Well, old man green hair, I said how could you say that you helped me to cultivate to the golden elixir realm. It turns out that after finding all the materials, you still need at least three levels of Zhenyuan cultivation in the golden elixir realm to help you perform this condensation technique. ” After Weisuo looked at it carefully, he couldn't help crying.
”Are you going to do it or not?” The old man in the green robe gave Weisuo a look and said directly.
”Do it, fool don't do it.” Wei Suo said with a smile, ”anyway, as long as you can find all these materials on the way to practice, but old man green hair, if these materials are really gone, then I can't be blamed.
”You don't have to worry about it.” The old man in green robe nodded with confidence, ”if there is no such material in Tianxuan continent, I know a place where there should be such materials.”
”In that case, there is no deal.” Weisuo looked at the old man in the green robe. Now in his eyes, the old man in green robe is more and more lovely. ”By the way, old man green hair, we have talked like before at first sight for so long, but we don't know your name. My name is Weisuo.”
”It's like old time at first sight, you're big!” The old man in green robe scolded this sentence in his heart and snorted, ”what's the importance of a name? Just call me what you like.”