Chapter 165 [Borrowing Fire]

"This... this seems to be a Five Spirit Stone? This iron arrow was actually cast from Five Spirit Stone." Qianye said in amazement.

Liu Zhuo asked, "This iron arrow is what I obtained from a pagoda mechanism, but is there any source?"

Monk Qianye glanced at Liu Zhuo strangely before explaining: "My junior brother, the Five Spirit Stone is the five elements spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It can only be formed by the heaven and earth spirit stone that can be formed for more than 100,000 years. It is naturally extremely precious. Because it is the spiritual energy condensed, all magic weapons made entirely from the Five Spirit Stones can ignore all the Five Elements Defensive Spells. This alone is very terrifying."

"Senior Brother Ye, are you sure to use this iron arrow to refine magic weapons?" Liu Zhuo asked.

Liu Zhuo had already seen the power of the black iron arrow in the Futu Tower. If he had not had the artistic conception of "knowing before he knew", perhaps he would not be able to stand here, but would have been pierced by thousands of arrows and died.

Monk Qianye pointed out: "Although the Five Spirit Stone is precious, it has been worth more than ten kilograms in my hand over the years, so the refining method is not a problem at all. When refining, as long as a few taels are added, the refined magic weapon will have a lot more penetrating power on the shield."

Liu Zhuo pondered thoughtfully: "If all magic weapons are refined with five spirit stones, how many kilograms of five spirit stones are needed?"

Monk Qianye was stunned for a moment, took a cold breath and said, "It depends on what kind of magic weapon is refined. However, even flying needles and flying sword-like magic weapons will cost seven or eight hundred kilograms. If you refine those magic weapons that win by volume, it will be tens of thousands of kilograms or hundreds of thousands of kilograms."

Liu Zhuo nodded and asked, "Senior Brother Ye said just now that there is a way to increase the success rate of refining "earth"-level magic weapons to more than 50%. Why not listen to it?"

Monk Qianye hesitated for a moment and explained: "When refining weapons, the artifact refiners in the temple use the "earth lung fire" taken out from this stone mountain. Although it is also a rare flame, there is not enough use to refine earth-level magic weapons, so that the success rate of refining will be greatly reduced. Therefore, if you can find a flame that is stronger than the "earth lung fire" in the world, you will naturally greatly enhance the success rate of refining weapons."

After listening to Monk Qianye's explanation, Liu Zhuo suddenly thought of the flames used when practicing alchemy. He thought to himself: It seems that the art of refining weapons has a lot in common with alchemy, and the requirements for flames are very strict.

Liu Zhuo asked subconsciously: "What Brother Ye said is the legendary "Eight Fires of Heaven and Earth"?"

Monk Qianye shook his head and smiled, "Junior brother, do you dare to think that the flames in the "Eight Fires of Heaven and Earth" are enough to refine heavenly-level magic weapons. Where can we low-level monks find it? In fact, if you refine earthly magic weapons, the alchemy fire of the cultivators in the Killing Dan stage is enough."

Monk Qianye paused for a moment and laughed, "So, junior brother, if you can find a master uncle in the Dan Killing Stage, borrow some elixir fire to use it, and refine magic weapons, everything will naturally be fine."

Liu Zhuo was stunned for a moment: "Borrow?"

Monk Qianye took out a mysterious expression and took out a small black bottle from the storage bag and said, "I wonder what your junior brother is, which Zen temple disciple you are?"

Liu Zhuo said in a whisper: "My name is Liu Zhuo, and he is a disciple of the Damo Academy."

Monk Qianye smiled and said, "It turns out to be a disciple of Master Wukong. Let's do this, Junior Brother Liu, I have a magic weapon called [Fire Covering Bottle], which can collect and condense some spiritual fires from heaven and earth into the bottle. You take the bottle and ask Master Wukong to induce vomiting and put them in the bottle. This is the so-called "borrowing fire"."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he took the fire-retaining bottle in surprise and took it in his hand to weigh it. He saw that the bottle was just a yellow-level magic weapon, but this magical power was quite practical.

"How much flame is this bottle filled with?" Liu Zhuo asked subconsciously.

Monk Qianye stretched out three fingers and said, "This bottle can at least allow a monk in the Killing Pharmacy stage to induce vomiting to the pill fire for half a month before he can fully fill it. This time, even if it is successful, Junior Brother Liu, you must at least let Master Wukong, the pill fire for five days of vomiting to the pill fire."

Liu Zhuo was immediately depressed and asked a monk in the Killing Dan stage to induce the elixir fire for five days and five nights in vain. It was a pity that Monk Qianye could think of it. Even if the spiritual breath was so strong that he would probably have exhausted it.

He thought in his heart that although the old monk Wukong was his master, he would have asked someone to vomit for five days of pill fire. This request seemed to be a bit too much? According to the old monk's strange temper, he might not agree.

"Senior Brother Ye, your request is too difficult. You don't know Master Wukong's temper." Liu Zhuo said with a wry smile.

Monk Qianye shrugged and said helplessly: "This is the only way. If it really doesn't work, junior brother, you just want to go second. It's not impossible to refine a "Xuan"-level magic weapon."

Liu Zhuo put away the black iron arrows and bird feathers on the table, held the fire-retaining bottle and said, "No, I must refine a ground-level magic weapon. Brother Ye, wait for two days, and I will find a way to borrow the fire."

Monk Qianye's waxy face was filled with smiles and said, "Since that's the case, I'm here to wait for Junior Brother Liu's good news."

"Then I'll say goodbye." Liu Zhuo put the fire bottle into the storage bag, then put his hands together to perform a Buddhist ceremony, and left Tianwu Zen Temple.

After returning to the Damo Academy with the Xiangyun, Liu Zhuo did not go to find the old monk Wukong, but returned to his monk's room.

He thought to himself: If I had borrowed the fire-retaining bottle from my master for five days of elixir fire, I might have ended up with Wu Muyu, which was the same as that of Wu Muyu.

And the reason why he agreed to Monk Qianye was because he suddenly remembered that were not two masters of the Dan-Grassing Stage locked up in Longyuan Hall?

For the two old guys who were once in the Five Mountains Sect, Liu Zhuo had no grudge against him. He was just in the Dragon King Hall. Li He insisted on killing him and his place. In the end, when he had no way out, he took the risk of sacrificing the Dragon Abyss Altar and put them all into the small world in the altar.

Liu Zhuo thought, now he used his brains to borrow some elixir fire from Zhongsun Hong and Li He. After all, these two people have been locked in the jar for a long time.

After secretly sacrificing the Longyuan Altar, Liu Zhuo hid the altar under the bed, he turned into a green light and entered the altar.

The green light overflowed in the Immortal Courtyard, and Liu Zhuo's slender figure appeared.

He secretly moved his spiritual sense and observed it. There was nothing wrong with the island. Zhu Huang was still hiding among the jujube trees and sleeping peacefully. Zhongsun Hong and Li He were still sitting cross-legged on the bank of the river with expressionless faces.

Liu Zhuo walked to the fence and shouted loudly: "Master."

Zhong Sunhong suddenly opened his eyes and said with annoyance: "I don't have an apprentice like you."

Liu Zhuo smiled slightly: "Since you are so heartless, I will call you Uncle Zhongsun."

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, show your kindness if you have nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief. What attention do you want to pay attention?" At this time, Li He opened his eyes, opened his mouth and scolded him without forgiveness.

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "I'm here to ask, are the two uncles living in this jar? Are you still used to it?"

Zhongsun Hong laughed and said, "I'm used to it. This small world is full of spiritual energy and elegant environment. It's really an excellent place for retreat and practice."

Li He looked shaking, but he said with hatred: "It's just a restriction in the Nascent Soul Stage. You ignorant disciple, wait until we break through to the Nascent Soul Stage and we will deal with you later!"

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "It's good to be used to it, but now my disciples have a small request."

Zhongsun Hong said: "What are you trying to pay attention?"

Liu Zhuo took out the fire-retaining bottle and said, "I want to borrow some alchemy fire from the two uncles to refine a magic weapon."

"You rebels dream!" Li He said angrily.

Liu Zhuo shrugged and said, "I don't want the two uncles' elixirs for nothing. How about we exchange fairly?"

"Unless you let us go out, let alone the Danhuo, it's no problem if we join forces to find a kind of spiritual fire among the "Eight Fires of Heaven and Earth" for you." Zhongsun Hong said with a stern face.

Liu Zhuo said helplessly: "Apart from this, everything is easy to discuss. As for the two uncles who want to go out, they can only wait until the disciples succeed in forming the pill. Otherwise, if you let them out, you will be very confident."

Zhongsun Hong said angrily: "You are a young monk in the middle stage of foundation building, what is there to be that I and I have to spy on?"

Liu Zhuo took out a blue flying sword about three inches long from the storage bag. This is Zhongsun Hong's magic weapon, the Jiaosha Sword.

Putting the Jiaosha Sword that had lost its treasure light in his hand and playing with it, Liu Zhuo said: "Senior Zhongsun urged some elixir fire to vomit, but it was just a waste of spiritual breath. After the matter was done, how about the younger generation return this magic weapon to the senior?"

Even if Liu Zhuo formed a golden elixir, he could not easily use these natal magic weapons. What's more, he is still far from forming a elixir, so it doesn't matter if he returns it to Zhongsun Hong.

Zhongsun Hong looked unstable, but he was a little moved.

After the cultivator of the Dan-Jingdan stage lost his magic weapon, his power was definitely more than 40%. This Jiaoye Sword was hidden in the qi sea of ​​dantian. It took him decades to have great magical powers. When he was taken away by Liu Zhuo, he was still in pain.

"Hmph, you return the magic weapon to me first, and I will agree to you." Zhongsun Hong said sternly.

Liu Zhuo shook his head slightly: "Uncle Master, let's borrow the Danhuo first. It's useless for me to use this magic weapon. Why bother to deceive you?"

Zhongsun Hong was gloomy and uncertain. He pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I believe you once."

Liu Zhuo was delighted, wrapped the fire-retaining bottle with his spiritual sense, and slowly sent it to the outside of the fence. He smiled and said, "Two uncles instruct the sprinkler fire to vomit, just fill the bottle."

Zhongsun Hong and Li He looked at each other, and had no choice but to pinch the magic tricks, control the golden elixir in the sea of ​​qi, and start to induce the elixir fire to inject it into the fire-retaining bottle.

The color of the Dan Fire is different from any kind of flame, and it presents a dazzling bright golden color. The extremely hot flames transformed into a dragon-shaped pillar of fire in the air with the whistling sound, and then slowly was sent into the fire-retaining bottle.

Seeing this, Liu Zhuo understood that this would not be possible in a short while, so he simply ignored it and leaned on the rocking chair. With the ups and downs, he took out a Buddhist scripture and began to remember it silently.

According to Monk Qianye, filling the fire-retaining bottle requires a monk in the elixir stage to induce vomiting for half a month. Now Zhongsun Hong and Li He have used their magical powers together, and they have exhausted their spiritual breath several times. They used the fifteen-day situation in the jar to fill the fire-retaining bottle.

Liu Zhuo rolled back the fire-retaining bottle filled with elixir fire, and raised his wrist and bounced the Jiaosha Sword at Zhongsun Hong.

Zhong Sun Hong showed joy on his face, and raised his hand. A green magic trick penetrated into the Jiaosha Sword. The originally dim blue flying sword began to flash bright treasure light throughout his body.

Liu Zhuo looked at it with a smile, put away the fire-retaining bottle, and hurriedly left the island in the altar.

At this time, the sky was already hazy in the vast world outside. Liu Zhuo meditated on the bed for a while. After Wu Muyu and Lan Menglong got up, the three of them went to do morning class. Liu Zhuo hurriedly drove the Xiangyun to the Tianwu Zen Temple.

He was very excited about the earth-level magic weapon refined with the Five Spirit Stone.

"Tu tuk!"

Liu Zhuo knocked on Monk Qianye's door and shook the fire bottle in front of Monk Qianye and said, "Senior Brother Ye, it's full, enough for you to refine it several times."

Seeing that Liu Zhuo had actually borrowed Danhuo, Monk Qianye couldn't help but look at him and said, "Junior Brother Liu, you are very capable."

Liu Zhuo responded with a faint smile. He couldn't say that he had obtained the Danhuo that he had imprisoned two masters in the Dan-King Stage, right?

Seeing that everything was ready, Monk Qianye was a little more anxious than Liu Zhuo, and immediately led Liu Zhuo into the weapon refining room of Tianwu Zen Temple.

In the center of the refining room, there are several large and small refining arrays, and the entire room is made of cold granite.

"Junior Brother Liu, take out the materials. I have to see the materials before I can decide how to refine them." Monk Qianye said.

Liu Zhuo came to the stone table in the corner of the wall, took out the storage bag and shook his hand. He heard the "ding ding dangdang" sound, hundreds of black iron arrows fell out, and there were also a lot of feathers of three-headed monster birds.

"I'm afraid there are several 2,000 kilograms of five spirit stones here." Monk Qianye took a breath and exclaimed.

Liu Zhuo said solemnly: "These bird feathers are also composed of pure fire spirit energy, which must be used. In addition, if you need other materials, please ask Senior Brother Ye to cushion first. I can use the spirit stone to calculate it for Senior Brother you."

Monk Qianye nodded and asked, "What kind of magic weapon do you want to refine? Although these five spirit stones are quite a lot, they are still not enough to refine huge magic weapons."

Liu Zhuo frowned slightly, pondered for a while before saying, "Just refine a flying needle tool."

Qianye was slightly stunned for a moment and advised: "Junior Brother Liu, although the flying needle magic weapons are fast, their power is generally not very good. It is still possible to use these five spirit stones to refine flying swords or ruler magic weapons."

Liu Zhuo shook his head, took out a piece of talisman paper from the storage, outlined it with a cinnabar pen for a while, and handed it to Monk Qianye and said, "Is it okay to make it like this?"

Monk Qianye showed a look of surprise on his sallow face, and he exclaimed: "The magic weapon that Junior Brother Liu wants to refine is really despicable to use."

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "Can it be refined?"

Monk Qianye patted his chest and said, "No problem, these materials are enough to refine them twice. I guarantee that you will refine a "earth"-level magic weapon for junior brother."

Liu Zhuo nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then thank you, Senior Brother. After the magic weapon is refined, if there are any remaining materials for me, Senior Brother Ye will leave it behind, as a thank you gift to Senior Brother."
To be continued...