Cultivation Begins From The Desert

In the deep night, on Qingping Mountain, Zhou Yang lit up the lights and read the refining experience written by the old patriarch when he was in the second-level refining master state, preparing for his future promotion to the second-ranking refining master.

According to the old patriarch Zhou Minghan's records on refining experience, a first-level refiner can try to refine a second-level magic weapon after the success rate of refining the first-level high-grade magic weapon reaches more than 30%.

A craftsman can earn spirit stones only by refining crafts at the second level. Otherwise, if he keeps refining first-level magic weapons, even if the success rate reaches 100%, at most he will not make any money or lose money.

Therefore, except for those casual cultivators who become monks halfway and do not know where they are, when normal families and sects train weapon refiners, they wait until the success rate of refining first-level magic weapons exceeds 30%, and then let them hit the second-level refiner. Instrument division.

However, the value of spiritual objects for refining second-level magic weapons is not low. Even for a foundation-building family like the Zhou family, when training second-level weapon refiners, they will only provide 30 copies of materials for free. If ten parts of the materials are used up and it cannot be successful, then the refiner needs to pay for the improvement of the refinement technique at his own expense.

Zhou Yang's success rate in refining the first-level high-grade magic weapon is less than 20%, and there is still some time before he can hit the second-level weapon refiner, but when the old man Zhou Quan sent him the materials last time, he had already sent him The 30 pieces of materials for attacking the second-level refiner were brought.

Perhaps it was the reason why he had fewer failures when he became a first-level craftsman. The old patriarch Zhou Minghan thought he had a good talent for crafting, so there was no special consideration for the number of materials given to him this time, and it was completely in accordance with the family rules. here to do it.

When Bingzhuye read in the wee hours of the morning, Zhou Yang's expression suddenly changed, as if he heard something humming.

His heart moved, and he hurried out of the room to look around where the Weng's cry came, and then his face changed instantly.

I saw that the thing that heard the humming sound was the main formation flag of the "Sea of ​​Clouds Separation Formation" planted outside the door. At this time, the formation flag was shaking violently as if being held and shaken by an invisible big hand.

"This is my Yuquan Zhou Clan's Lingshan, He Fangxiao dared to trespass!"

With a loud shout, he hurried forward to hold the formation flag and input mana to stabilize the formation, and with the help of the power of the formation, he searched for the figure of the person who broke into the formation.

However, before he found the figure of the person who broke through the battle, he heard the sound of "嗖", and a palm was quietly placed on his back.

"Little Jiu'er, don't get excited, this is just a little temptation from the old man."

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yang's body, which had been tense to the extreme, loosened, then turned around to look at the person who came, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Great-grandfather, don't you have any opinions on your grandson? Little one, I can't stand you being so frightening all the time!"

It turned out that the person who broke into the battle suddenly in the middle of the night was none other than Zhou Minghan, the old patriarch of the Zhou family who was originally sitting in the oasis of Yuquan Lake.

"Hehehe, Xiao Jiuer, are you blaming the old man? Then do you know how panicked the old man was when he heard Quan'er say that you almost broke into the lair of the poisonous fire scorpion?"

The old patriarch Zhou Minghan looked at Zhou Yang with a smile, but what he said made Zhou Yang's heart skip a beat.

"Do you know how much this old man expects of you? Do you know how much the Zhou family's dozens of monks expect of you? You bear the expectations of so many of us. If you don't practice well on the mountain, it's fine, but you still hide it?" With the old man and his family going deep into the sea of ​​sand to chase monsters, do you know how much it will hit my Zhou family if something happens to you?"

"Is what our Zhou family lacks now is a mineral lode, a spiritual mountain?"

"No! What our Zhou family lacks now is a qualified heir, a foundation-building monk who can succeed the old man and keep the Zhou family's family business after the old man dies!"

"You said you were timid, but from the old man's point of view, you are not only not timid, but also reckless, not afraid of death!"

The harsh words came from Zhou Minghan, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, just like Zhou Yang used the first-order spell "Voiceless" to speak to those mortal miners. His face was so pale that he couldn't even utter a word of excuse.

"The old man knows that you have been wise since you were a child, and you have your own ideas in everything, but you have to know that the world of cultivating immortals is dangerous and cruel, and it is far more than what you understand from the classics and the mouth of the elders!"

"You want to see the outside world, the old man has no objection, but you ask yourself, are you ready to die at any time?"

"Just like today, if the person who came here was not an old man, but a third-tier monster, a hostile foundation-building monk, there is a formation here, do you think you can survive until the family comes to help?"

The question from the old patriarch Zhou Minghan hit Zhou Yang deep in his heart. He was always eloquent in the past, but now he was sweating profusely and couldn't answer a word.

"Great-grandfather calm down, grandson knows his mistake, grandson knows his mistake!"

With a pale face, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the majestic eyes of the old patriarch, and kept begging for mercy.

After all, he is the junior that he values ​​most, so he shouldn't be too harsh. The old patriarch Zhou Minghan saw Zhou Yang like this, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

His face softened, and he said in a flat voice: "Get up, if the old man really wanted to punish you, he would have sent someone to replace you and return to the family. When you act, don’t just think about yourself, but also think about your family, think more about your family, your parents work hard in Fangshi every day, for whom? Don’t you really know?”

"Grandson knows, grandson will definitely remember great-grandfather's teachings in the future, and he will never make the same mistake again!" Zhou Yang raised his head, with tears in his eyes, but his face was extremely firm, obviously he had really listened to the old man. The words of the patriarch.

Seeing this, the old patriarch Zhou Minghan's eyes flashed with relief, but he waved his hands quietly and said on his face: "Okay, let's stop gossip, I can't leave the family for too long, while there is still some time, you will be in front of the old man." Let me show you your skills, and if you have any questions about cultivation, you can also talk to me."

Great-grandfather still loves himself!

Zhou Yang was overjoyed, knowing that today's level was passed, so he didn't say much at the moment, and quickly took out the refining cauldron and materials and started refining on the spot.

This time, he was highly concentrated in refining the weapon. He took out the attitude he had treated the leader's inspection in his previous life, completed the entire refining process in one go, and successfully refined a first-grade high-grade magic weapon [Black Steel Shield].

"Ask great-grandfather to advise."

When the magic weapon was released, Zhou Yang didn't care to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and quickly handed it to the old patriarch Zhou Minghan who was sitting cross-legged next to him.

Unexpectedly, after the old patriarch Zhou Minghan took the magic weapon, without even looking at it, a sword energy popped out and cut the magic weapon into several pieces, and then moved the pieces of the magic weapon to his eyes, pointing out one by one. Omissions and mistakes that occurred when he was refining the weapon.

"Look here, the broken lines here are messy, indicating that you have not quenched the impurities in the metal. This little impurity does not seem to affect the use of the magic weapon, but in fact it reduces the pressure-bearing capacity of the magic weapon, making it This has become the weakness of the magic weapon!"

"And the technique you used when refining the weapon just now..."

In the technical work of refining alchemy, there is a big difference between having a master and not having a master.

Before gaining the guidance of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, a third-tier craftsman, even though Zhou Yang had read a lot of classics on crafting, he had read over and over again the experience the old patriarch had summed up for him. But there are still many mistakes and omissions that I can't know by myself.

This kind of situation is that after he often fails, he doesn't know where the failure is. If he wants to find out the failure point by himself, he can only use failure after failure to find it slowly.

But these mistakes and omissions that he didn't know and couldn't find at all, in the eyes of the old patriarch Zhou Minghan, a third-level craftsman, were the lice on the monk's head, and there was nothing to hide.

Ever since, these mistakes and omissions that he had to use countless failures to know, were easily explained by the old patriarch without saying a word, and directly explained the solution to him.

After this face-to-face guidance, Zhou Yang's weapon refining technology has undergone a dramatic change. He has a feeling that as long as he digests the knowledge taught by the old patriarch Zhou Minghan today, he can attack the second-level weapon refining master.

After instructing Zhou Yang on the art of refining, the old patriarch Zhou Minghan answered some problems he encountered in cultivation, and then left quietly just like he came quietly.

Although the old patriarch didn't say where he was going, Zhou Yang knew that he must be going to the red flame iron vein that he and old man Zhou Quan discovered.

Sure enough, on the second day after the old patriarch left, Zhou Yang received a sound transmission talisman from the old patriarch.

In the sound transmission talisman, the old patriarch told him that there was indeed a third-order low-grade spiritual vein and a third-order [Poison Fire Scorpion King] in the Red Flame Iron Mine Vein, and told him not to approach that area, but he did not explain what to do. How to deal with this matter.

The old patriarch Zhou Minghan didn't say anything, and Zhou Yang didn't ask any more about it. After all, the matter involved third-order monsters, and it was no longer up to them, monks in the Qi training period, to handle and make decisions. How to deal with this matter specifically, The old patriarch must know more than him.

He just feels a little pity for the old man Zhou Quan. After all, the mine has not been officially mined for a day, and they will not be able to get the dividends from the mine for a day.

Two years later, Zhou Yang's mission to guard Qingping Mountain came to an end.

He has been stationed in Qingping Mountain for five years, but now he misses the oasis of Yuquan Lake, the scenery on Yuquan Peak, the sweetness of Yuquan Lake, and the parents he hasn't seen in seven or eight years.

Therefore, after the Seventeenth Uncle Zhou Xuanzhao, the elder of the family who came to replace him, came over, he also hurriedly completed the handover without wanting to stay for a moment, and then, amidst the complaints of the youngest elder, returned home like an arrow .

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