Journey To Longevity

When he was in Guihai Pavilion, Zhang Shiping exchanged several things from Cao Qi, besides this flying sword made of golden light and wooden heart, there were also two pieces of sea beast inner alchemy, and a small piece of Gengjin.

Regardless of whether it is a human being or a demon, all practices are similar, and when the spirit and mana are kept together, there is no essential difference in the pills formed.

The newly formed golden core is very fragile, so no matter how well Zhang Shiping's black flame rotates, but just in case, so as not to accidentally destroy the two demon cores, he gave up the black flame and turned to activate the divine core. Consciousness, slowly sinking into it, and perceiving it carefully. The demon pill is precious, no matter it is alchemy, weapon refining, or talisman, formation, immortal planting and many other cultivation skills, there are some wonderful methods that require the use of demon pills!

After three or four hours, Zhang Shiping had a thorough look at the two demon pills inside and out, and finally he closed the brocade box, feeling a little fortunate in his heart that there was nothing wrong with the two demon pills.

However, the last thing he exchanged from that fellow Daoist Cao, that is, the knuckle-sized piece of Gengjin, after Zhang Shiping pondered for a while, he directly closed the lid, put it on the shelf in the quiet room, and put it away.

He knew that with his current means, it would be difficult for him to do anything with Gengjin, a material that is hard and impenetrable to mana and consciousness. If there is a universe in it, I probably won't be able to notice it. Zhang Shiping is not that arrogant, he is just a monk in the mid-stage of Jindan, how many wonderful methods have he seen just now?

But it doesn't matter, it's that fellow Daoist Cao left some means in the Gengjin, once Gengjin is put into the formation and tempered with real fire, there is no reason to escape. It's just that Zhang Shiping is in charge of Nanxiao Island's elixir matters, and it took a long time to refine Gengjin, so it's impossible for him not to show up for ten days and a half months.

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, Zhang Shiping directly put it in the courtyard of Nanxiao City in order to be safer. In this way, some future troubles can also be temporarily avoided.

As for the ones on the farthest side, there were also two black Thunder Orbs. He looked at them solemnly for a moment, and then hummed the extremely complicated formulas in his mouth. For a moment, there were many phantoms, and the spiritual energy in the quiet room gathered and surged endlessly.

It took a long time to cast the spell for a stick of incense, but Zhang Shiping didn't notice anything wrong.

All of a sudden, Zhang Shiping wondered if he was being too careful. After all, the other party is a majestic Nascent Soul True Monarch, could it be that he is using the heart of a villain to cross the belly of a gentleman?

Zhang Shiping used his spiritual sense extremely carefully, and checked it carefully again, still the same. Only then did he take out two spirit-sealing talismans from the storage bag, and sealed the Hun Leizhu.

At that time, Zhenjun Yuji said that it was refined by him by intercepting the sky thunder, but something went wrong, and he could only exert the power of a golden core cultivator's blow, which was too far from what he expected, and his tone was as if he had abandoned it. But Zhang Shiping sensed it, the power of thunder and fire contained in it faintly startled him, he tried all kinds of methods, and the power was nothing more than that.

"Oh!" A slight sigh sounded in the quiet room.

In fact, Zhang Shiping also knew in his heart, if that Zhenjun Yuji really wanted to do something, how would he be able to detect it?

But at that time, the ancestor Qingyu was there, right under the eyes of the ancestor, so these two things shouldn't be a big problem. Besides, Zhenjun Yuji has a plan in his heart, unless he hides deep in the secret territory of the sect, no matter where he is, he will not escape his schemes, Zhang Shiping can only comfort himself like this.

In fact, the safest way is to simply not use them. But in Zhang Shiping's heart, he was reluctant after all. People die for money, birds die for food, and the truth remains unchanged through the ages.

That golden light sword is a magic weapon of the wood attribute, its power is average, it doesn't matter to him whether it is there or not, but the two Thunder Orbs are extremely rare treasures, and they don't need to be sacrificed, so they are of great help to him , can play a surprise effect, and even save one's life in some critical moments, how can one abandon it just because of one's own doubts?

After Zhang Shiping finished dealing with these matters, it was already late, the sun was setting, and night fell soon.

Above the clear wind and floating clouds, there is a crescent moon hanging high, and the stars light up the sky, condensing into the Milky Way, which rises with the waves, and seems to fall in the sea, the waves are sparkling, and they are actually small silver-scaled fish.

"Chirp chirp... chirp chirp..." There were a few crisp chirps in the wind.

Dozens of white dolphins are driving the school of fish, devouring the single silver pike with great agility, and when they are full, the white dolphins jump out of the sea, splashing water everywhere!

Zhang Shiping in the quiet room had already taken out thousands of crimson spirit stones and put them in the spirit gathering array. Then he sat cross-legged on the futon as before, meditating quietly in the faint yellow light of the lamp, and sorted out his heart. His thoughts were chaotic, and after his mind became clear, he began to run the "Fire Crow Jue".

As he breathed out, spiritual energy surged towards him.

A night without words is fleeting!

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The sky was dim, after Zhang Shiping put away his exercises, he didn't get up, but quietly looked at the bronze lamp in the shape of a lady in dark clothes sitting on her knees and holding a lamp. He took out a small bamboo branch and flicked the lamp lightly. In the flames, the lamp core was as pure and white as it was more than two hundred years ago.

Soon the flames ignited the bamboo branch and burned it up. Zhang Shiping twirled his fingers and extinguished the small bamboo fire.

He put down the half-burned bamboo branch, and put his finger into the bronze lamp. It's just that the lamp wick seems to be an illusion, and fingers can easily pass through it. But Zhang Shiping didn't show the slightest surprise on his face, as if he was used to it.

Zhang Shiping originally thought that this bronze lamp was a rare treasure refined by those great masters for the sake of such poorly qualified junior disciples in the heyday of the world of cultivating immortals in ancient times, but as he read more and more classics, However, nothing similar was found.

It stands to reason that the Xuanyuan Sect is considered to be one of the sects with the longest inheritance and the most complete records in Nanzhou. In ancient times, there were even Mahayana monks, so there should be such artifacts like bronze lamps preserved. If No, at least it should be recorded. But since there were none, Zhang Shiping would not be curious to ask more questions.

In fact, over the years, he has tried to capture first- and second-order sea beast monsters alive, and he has also captured a few monks who don't have long eyes, and put them near the bronze lamp, watching them practice slowly, but their speed of practice is still the same. So, no change. Then Zhang Shiping had some thoughts in his mind, could it be that there were powerful monks from their Zhang family ancestors, and this copper lamp is their inheritance, it must have the blood of their Zhang family to show the magic? Together with this thought, Zhang Shiping called a few children in the family who had just refined Qi, and tried it, but it was still in vain.

As for the strangeness of the wick, Zhang Shiping had discovered it as early as when Zhengyangzong was also practicing in Kunshan. Anyone who sees that the wick has burned for two hundred years without any change in color will feel strange. When the flame of the bronze lamp is lit, the wick becomes unreal, and when it is extinguished, it becomes touchable again.

ps: I have the audacity to ask for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and tips, thank you all. If not, then everyone should treat it as if they hadn’t seen it………………………