Immortal Space

Wang Hong returned to the sect after making arrangements for all the affairs of Qingxu City.

Turn in all the alchemy tasks you received before, and get a large amount of contribution points.

Then I went to the library and exchanged all these contribution points for jade slips related to crafting.

During the two years he was going to Heishigufang City, he planned to concentrate on studying the way of refining weapons.

For this reason, he brought a large amount of refining materials this time. In addition, many spiritual plants in his space can also be used for refining.

Soon, three months passed, and Wang Hong and Gu Wei left the sect on this day.

The life-saving thing Gu Qingyang gave Wang Hong last time turned out to be a talisman.

This is the first time Wang Hong owns a talisman. He has only heard of it before, but has never seen it.

It is said that the talisman is a monk above Jindan who seals the power of his own natal magic weapon on a few pieces of talisman paper before sitting down.

Each talisman paper can inherit about one-tenth of the power of the talisman.

There are strengths and weaknesses of natal magic weapons, so the talismans produced are also strong and weak.

But even if it is one-tenth of the power of the weakest magic weapon, it is not comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons.

There is another biggest feature of the talisman, the use of the talisman is not limited to the cultivation level, even a qi-training monk can be used to stimulate it.

Unlike a magic weapon, it must be activated with a golden core.

One natal magic weapon can make three to five talisman talismans. After the talisman is made, the power of the natal magic weapon dissipates and becomes waste.

The natal magic weapon is closely related to the monks, so, until the last moment, no high-ranking monk is willing to make his own natal magic weapon into a talisman.

The talisman that Gu Qingyang sent had a black knife drawn on it. Wang Hong reckoned that this black knife should be the original appearance of the magic weapon.

Looking at Gu Wei's cheerful appearance along the way, Wang Hong guessed that the life-saving item that Gu Qingyang gave his disciple was a talisman, and the item for his own son should be better.

After leaving the sect, the two imperial weapons flew, and Gu Wei looked around, seeming to be curious about everything.

"Junior Brother Gu, have you never been out of the sect before?"

"Well, I was born in the sect. In the past thirty years, I have never left the sect. My father doesn't have time to take me out to play, and he doesn't let me leave the sect by myself."

Gu Wei said with some regret that thirty years may only be a matter of one or two retreats for a Jindan monk like Gu Qingyang.

But for Gu Wei, it includes his entire growth process from childhood to adulthood.

"Junior Brother Gu, what have you been looking for?" Wang Hong saw that Gu Wei was looking around all the time, as if he was looking for something.

"Senior Brother Wang, didn't you say that there are many treasure-hunting monks out there, why didn't we find any of them?" It turned out that he had been looking for the treasure-hunting monks all along.

"We have just left the sect now, and we are still within the sphere of influence of the sect. Unless the monks of the treasure hunt are tired of life, they dare not come here to kill people and seize treasure."

"Oh! What a pity!" Gu Wei sighed, as if feeling quite lost.

"Junior Brother Gu, you must not underestimate the treasure-hunting monks, they are all desperadoes with vicious and cruel methods."

Wang Hong was afraid that he would suffer a loss if he met a treasure-hunting monk, so he warned.

Then he told him some of his own personal experience. In order to make him wake up, Wang Hong deliberately added details and described the process as extremely thrilling.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Gu Wei became even more excited, wishing to find the treasure hunter immediately and fight.

It takes several days to go to Heishigufang City, where the foundation-builder cultivator flies the imperial weapon, and in the meantime, he needs to pass through some mortal kingdoms.

"Senior Brother Wang, what kind of monster do you think it is that is willing to be controlled by mortals?"

Wang Hong looked in the direction of his finger and almost burst out laughing.

"This kind does not belong to monsters. It is a kind of domestic animal. It is called cattle. Mortals use it to plow the land, pull carts, and even eat meat after death."

At this time, a cow below was struggling to pull the plow in the field, and a farmer behind him held a bamboo branch, shouted loudly, and beat him from time to time.

"So this is the legendary cow! I saw it in a book."

Along the way, similar things happened several times.

Gu Wei saw someone selling Dali Pills in Mortal City, so he went to buy a big bottle, thinking he could catch the leak.

The two hurried on their way so unhurriedly, Wang Hong was not in a hurry, he knew that the main purpose of his mission was to bring Gu Wei to see the world.

Three days later, they walked to a canyon, and suddenly four Foundation Establishment cultivators popped out from the front and back of them.

One is in the middle stage of foundation establishment, three are in the early stage, and they wear evil ghost masks. The four of them obviously have malicious intentions.

"Hey! Are you treasure-hunting monks?"

Gu Wei suddenly regained his spirits and asked loudly.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you are sensible, hand over all the storage bags, and you can save your life."

The four originally planned to do it directly, but when Gu Wei asked, they threatened loudly.

Gu Wei was overjoyed when he got a clear answer, and was so excited that he forgot to say the lines he had thought up before.

He directly took out a few black objects from the storage bag, and threw them at the leader of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"boom!"

Those few black objects made a loud noise as soon as they touched the defensive spirit weapon of the treasure-hunting cultivator on the opposite side.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the treasure-hunting monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment disappeared, and a huge pothole appeared in place.

The remaining three treasure-hunting monks, seeing how ferocious the idea was, they dared to fight there, so they all turned around and ran away.

Gu Wei wanted to pursue him, but Wang Hong grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back.

With Gu Wei's reckless temper, who knows what will happen if he chases after him.

In the battle just now, Wang Hong didn't make a move, but stood by Gu Wei's side.

Wang Hong really didn't pay much attention to these treasure-hunting monks, but Gu Wei couldn't afford to be careless.

"It turns out that the monk who seized the treasure couldn't help fighting!" Gu Wei sighed, a little bit unfinished.

"Junior Brother Gu, this is just the weakest treasure-hunting monk, and such a small team with only a few people is rare now.

Nowadays, most of the treasure-hunting monks have gathered more than ten people, and they are not easy to deal with when they encounter them.

Also, is the black bead that Junior Brother Gu used just now a thunder bead? "

Gu Wei took out another black bead, handed it to Wang Hong, and said:

"Is this what brother is talking about? My father used it for my self-defense. It seems to be called Leizhu."

Wang Hong took the Leizhu, held it in his hand to observe for a while, and then returned it to Gu Wei.

He had heard about the name of Leizhu for a long time. It was a one-time spiritual weapon, and its power was related to the strength of the refiner and the level of the refiner.

But the worst of them can also be equivalent to the full blow of a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment.

He observed that the power of the lightning bead explosion just now was at least equivalent to a full-strength blow by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment.

He threw several of these powerful lightning beads at a time, and complained that the treasure-hunting monk couldn't help hitting them.

If the monk who seized the treasure could hear him, he should be very wronged.