Taoist Huang Ting

Abandoned mountain.

The bank of Qinglong River.

Lu Qingfeng put his hands behind his back, and the river wind blew on his face, biting and cold, making his long hair fly.

"Garbage star."

According to the information obtained from the 'Heaven Listens to the Earth's Vision', Lu Qingfeng knew that this star was called the 'Garbage Star', also known as the 'Grave of Magical Instruments'.

No one within a few dozen miles knows how big the garbage star is.

It is unknown how many years ago the junk star originated, nor where did the first humans on the junk star come from.

This seems to be an abandoned planet.

The spiritual energy is thin and only the most basic practice can be carried out. It is similar to the middle section of Weeping Swamp. It is not a problem to practice to the stage of foundation building, air entrainment and foundation condensation. To go further, you need to use elixirs or spiritual stones.

Lu Qingfeng's cultivation is limited and he is unable to explore further realms.

All we know is that the place where he descended is within the Jubaoshan area with a radius of dozens of miles.

Jubaoshan is like a mountain or a city, gathering tens of thousands of people within a radius of five to sixty miles. The parents of Lin Feng and Lin Ye originally ran a rice shop in Jubao Mountain. Unfortunately, the fields suffered a disaster, and the parents of the brother and sister were also killed in the maw of wild beasts, leaving no trace of their bodies.

Only the brother and sister were left to depend on each other.

There was no way to make a living in Jubao Mountain, so Lin Feng laid out his rice shop and moved to Skeleton Mountain, more than 30 miles northwest of Jubao Mountain. This place is the closest to the Abandoned Mountain. As long as you risk your life, you can always dig out some useful iron tools or fragments of magic weapons from the magic weapon tombs.

It was through hard work that Lin Feng was able to support himself and his sister.

Further west from Skeleton Mountain is where Lu Qingfeng is at the moment. Every ten years, a large number of discarded magical instruments pour down from the sky, which is called the Abandoned Mountain.

The Qinglong River rushes down, dividing the abandoned mountains on both sides.

Skull Mountain and Jubao Mountain are both on the south bank.

"Beside mountains and rivers."

"Good place!"

Lu Qingfeng stood by the Qinglong River, watching the surging river, hearing the roar of the river, and felt relaxed and happy. Behind is the abandoned mountain. In the barren mountain, large trees and green bamboos grow tenaciously, as well as vines and weeds, emerging from the gaps between rocks and metal.

The vines even wrapped around rocks and metal.

one month ago.

At the end of the ten-year period, a large amount of scrapped magical instruments and scrap metal poured down, burying the greenery that had been reborn in the past ten years, but revealing some new ideas.

"With so many scrapped magic weapons, the new magical power comes in handy."

"With the river at our back, we can also sort out shrimps and crabs and raise aquatic soldiers!"

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged by the river, holding fragments of the magic weapon in his hand.

This curved piece of iron seems to be the corner of a shield. There is still residual spiritual power inside, and there is even a complete talisman. Lin Feng was guided by the sniffing rat, which sensed the remaining spiritual power in these magical artifacts and determined their value.

However, this piece of iron, even if it is complete, is only a second-level magic weapon. At this moment, it is broken. Not only does it have restrictions on use, but its power is reduced, and it is afraid that it cannot even compare with high-level talismans.

Lu Qingfeng looked down upon him.

Throwing the iron piece into the air, Lu Qingfeng made a seal with his hand. With a 'bang' sound, a ball of flame appeared in the air and wrapped the iron piece.

Constant burning.

The iron pieces gradually melted.

About a quarter of an hour later.

A few scraps of residue and several piles of molten iron were separated.

The residue was scattered all over the ground, and Lu Qingfeng ignored it. Several piles of molten iron fell from the sky, quickly condensed when encountering moisture, and fell to the ground.

Lu Qingfeng casually took a piece of silver-white iron that looked like an iron ingot.

[Material: silver essence]

[Explanation: A magic weapon material extracted from pure silver by monks using real fire]

"Dutian Demon Flame, returning to his roots, is really impressive!"

Lu Qingfeng's face showed joy.

The scrapped magical instruments stretching for more than a hundred miles and covering dozens of hills were enough to extract countless materials to support his early practice.

[Supernatural Power: Dutian Demonic Flame]

[Grade: Ordinary]

[Explanation: It is derived from the analysis and strengthening of the twelve-rod Du Tian Lie Fire God Flag. It can melt all things in the world, appeal to their true nature, and return to their origins. The demonic flames surge into the sky and can turn an entire world into nothingness. 】

Dutian Demon Flame!

This is derived from the analysis of the twelve Dutian Liehuo Shen flags in the Red Smoke Realm. Before the death of the Five Directions Realm, Lu Qingfeng strengthened them to the level of magical powers, becoming more powerful and mysterious.

Extraordinary supernatural powers.

Even many top immortal sects in the lower world cannot obtain it.

Lu Qingfeng masters twenty-four magical powers, and there are countless potentials within them, just waiting to be explored one by one.

Dutian Demonic Flame is originally a super-level magic. After being promoted to magical power, the level is sublimated and becomes more and more wonderful.

Re-separating the various materials that were smelted into a scrapped magic weapon is one of the manifestations of Dutian Moyan's "returning to his roots".

For the current Lu Qingfeng, the benefits are not small.

With a thought in Lu Qingfeng's mind, all the demonic flames in the sky were extinguished. Demon God Zhurong rushed out of his body and rushed straight to the tomb of the magical weapon. The whole body was ignited with flames, and it was the Dutian Demon Flame.

"Demon God Zhurong controls Zhurong Divine Flame and Dutian Fierce Fire. They come from the same source as Dutian Demonic Flame. It is not difficult to cast Dutian Demonic Flame."

"in this way."

"You don't have to worry about the materials for refining weapons, or even the Taoist armor and weapons. Only the elixir -"

Demon God Zhurong is constantly extracting materials from magic weapons, and there is no shortage of materials for all kinds of weapon refining. But whether it is one's own practice or cultivating Taoist soldiers, there is no need for a panacea.

This is the biggest limitation.

"Sniffing rat."

Lu Qingfeng thought of the sniffing rat.

With the sniffing rat's sensitivity to spiritual things, as long as there are elixirs around, it can never escape the sniffing rat's nose.

However, the Sniffing Rat is still young and has very poor self-preservation ability. Lin Feng, who recognized his master, was even just an ordinary person.

"First train the sniffing rat and Lin Feng."

Lu Qingfeng fixed his gaze, took the materials refined by Demon God Zhu Rong, and began to refine the weapon.

A fifth-level weapon refining master, refining talismans couldn't be easier.

In just half an hour, twelve talismans that were close to ordinary weapons, such as swords, spears, halberds, armors and shields, were placed on the ground.

All are second-level talismans.

"Meet the Master."

Lin Feng arranged for his sister and rushed to the riverside. He saw his master playing with the flames, burning metal and stones. After a while, weapons fell down. His eyes widened and he felt it was so magical.

"You are familiar with Jubao Mountain. Is it possible to exchange these twelve talismans for the medicinal materials on the list?"

Lu Qingfeng took out a pile of boiled animal skins from his arms. The details of the medicinal materials were listed on it, including detailed information on medicinal properties, appearance and other aspects. Even if the names are different, they can be easily matched.

"Jubao Mountain is thirty or forty miles away from here. It may take four or five days to go back and forth, plus raising medicinal materials. Lin Ye—" Lin Feng hesitated.

"Lin Ye has his own teacher to take care of him, so don't worry."

Lu Qingfeng said slowly.

"Thank you, Master."

"Disciple must complete the mission!"

Lin Feng then agreed, "Disciple, go tell Lin Ye and we will set off immediately."

"Not urgent."

"Have a day off, it's not too late to go tomorrow."

Lin Feng and Lin Ye had just moved out of Skull Mountain, and Lin Ye was left alone here that day, which was unavoidable and uneasy. Furthermore, if Lin Feng went to Jubaoshan alone with twelve talismans, there was a high chance of being targeted.

After finally recruiting a disciple he liked, Lu Qingfeng didn't want to die early.

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the next day.

Lin Feng held a domineering machete in his hand and carried eleven other talismans on his back. In addition to the list of medicinal materials, there was also a stack of yellow talismans in his arms.

Over the mountains and ridges.

Rush to Jubaoshan.

By the Qinglong River.

Lu Qingfeng watched Lin Feng's back disappear and couldn't help but shake his head, "I didn't expect that there would be a time to resume practicing the talisman."

In Shangyang Kingdom, the speed of cultivation was limited. In order to improve the self-protection ability of himself, Qingshan and Qingyu, Lu Qingfeng studied the talisman refining skills in the game.

I haven't touched it for a long time, and I never thought it could be used in this life.

Although Lin Feng's strength is low, he has dozens of low-level and intermediate-level talismans with him, which is enough to deal with any accident. Even if the so-called 'martial arts master' in Jubaoshan took action himself, with the help of the intermediate talisman, Lin Feng would be able to defeat him and even kill the martial master by surprise.

The worst thing is that with the magic talisman on his body, there is no risk of escape.

"Martial Master."

Lu Qingfeng scanned the Qinglong River with his eyes, but he was thinking in his heart.

There was a dark time in the Black Star Realm. At that time, the world was just broken, and it evolved from the "round sky and the square place" to the "universe starry sky". The stars were reborn and the spiritual energy was scattered.

During this period of time, Black Star Realm practiced in an extremely difficult environment. In order to adapt to this environment, in the early stages of practice, it took a different route from traditional practice.

Just like the Evergreen Realm, like the Heavenly Witch Realm.

One is the revival of spiritual energy, and the other is the age of the end of the Dharma. Although they all reach the same goal through different paths after practicing to the foundation building stage, before the foundation building stage, there are differences.

Black Star Realm is no exception.

Other stars and regions are not known for the time being. Only in the Jubaoshan area, the common people call themselves "warriors". According to different levels of cultivation, they are divided into "martial arts students", "martial arts apprentices", "warriors", "martial arts masters" and so on. UU Reading www.uukaｎshu.net

"Wusheng's meat training is the basis of martial arts. He trains the whole body's flesh to be strong and full, with quick reactions and capable of defeating more than ten people. Lin Feng is at this stage. He has no systematic training method, has many hidden injuries on his body, and his strength is quite high. It's limited, it can be considered as just stepping into the threshold of ordinary martial arts, and I can compete with two or three adults who don't exercise often."

"Martial disciples 'train their muscles'. The muscles of the whole body stretch and contract strongly, the explosive power is fierce, the speed is far beyond ordinary people, and can defeat fifty people. This level of strength is comparable to the fourth and fifth levels of fetal breath."

"The samurai's skin is trained to be as tough as a tree, and its resistance to blows is greatly increased. Ordinary people's fists and feet will do little damage to it. It can be besieged by a hundred people and still defeat it. It can be called the enemy of a hundred people. It can be compared to the eighth level of fetal breath. , Jiuzhong.”

"The martial arts master's 'bone training', the bones in the whole body are as hard as iron, with strong penetrating power, faster speed, stronger resistance to blows, and can defeat two hundred people. It is comparable to the early and middle stages of the true energy realm. One punch and one kick can destroy people's lives. It’s extremely destructive.”

The strongest person in the Jubaoshan area is the martial artist.

certainly.

He was still vulnerable in front of Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng's eyes were as bright as a torch. He pointed at the shore and gathered his sword energy, blasting out a pit ten feet in diameter and two or three feet deep. He stretched out his hand and saw that from the Qinglong River, the river water gathered like a dragon, rolling up dozens of green shrimps and falling into the deep pit.

Bumping around, but unable to dig into the ground or jump into the air.

"This shrimp——"

Lu Qingfeng looked at the half-foot-long green shrimp in the pit and pursed his lips.

These river shrimps must first cultivate their spirituality, strengthen their bodies, and continuously feed them with elixirs until they accumulate enough energy to transform into half humans and half shrimps.

A half-foot-long ignorant prawn can be cultivated into a water-walking soldier in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse!

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