When Zhang Yichen arrived, Dapeng Bird's cave was intact, and it seemed that no other monks had patronized it.
Therefore, he has gained a lot from this trip.
In addition to the blue tourmaline beads, he harvested more than a dozen elixirs that were more than three hundred years old.
Ninety percent of these elixirs have been extinct in the Yanhua Realm, and only some spirit plants have been recorded in pictures and texts in ancient books.
Dapeng Bird also has some collections, but it has been a long time, and there is no aura nourishment at all, and the good immortal magic weapon has long become a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.
Zhang Yichen shattered into ballast with a slight touch.
The most valuable treasure in the cave is the skeleton of the Dapeng bird.
This is the best material for refining magic weapons.
However, something happened to Zhang Yichen's heartache; When he removed the blue tourmaline beads from the skeleton, the entire massive skeleton collapsed with a bang.
Immediately afterwards, the whole cave began to shake left and right, and the roof of the cave "crackled" and fell down the stones the size of the grinding plate.
This is the rhythm of the imminent collapse of the cave, Zhang Yichen can only sacrifice his sword and evacuate quickly.
In a hurry, it was also the blind cat who ran into a dead mouse, and he actually picked up two small wingtip bones that were more than a foot long.
After taking these two small bones back, he can ask someone to refine them into his Qibao folding fan.
The Qibao folding fan can not only upgrade from a medium-grade treasure weapon to a low-grade spiritual weapon, but also increase the function of flying.
From then on, the two-in-one attack weapon and flying magic weapon was tantamount to a new pair of wings growing on his body.
What's more, the flight speed of the Dapeng Bird is among the top three among the divine beasts.
With the addition of these two small bones, the speed of the Qibao folding fan was enough to make the Jindan monk unreachable.
It's a pity that Uncle Zhang remembered the huge skeleton as soon as he saw the blue tourmaline spirit bead, and his heart ached.
Anyway, it was just a useless chicken rib, so he simply gave it to Mu Wan.
It's also a compensation for leaving her alone for so many days.
Subsequently, Uncle Zhang ordered Mu Wan to go to the courtyard to make a sword of thorns to take a look, in order to test whether she had been lazy in the past few days.
Mu Wan walked into the courtyard with a sword, stood still in the open space more than ten steps away from the courtyard wall, held his breath from the sword god, and stabbed out with a sword of "Zheng".
"Boom" The cold sword qi burst out, and the courtyard wall was pierced in response, revealing a hole the size of an egg.
Well, not bad.
The power of the sword qi has increased by one percent compared to yesterday.
It seems that practicing flying swords will also have a benefit in swordsmanship.
Mu Wan nodded with satisfaction, accepted the peachwood sword, turned around, stood with his hands down, and listened to Uncle Zhang's instructions.
It took me a long time to come back to my senses, staring at the hole in the wall, and I only felt a chill in my back.
After coughing twice, he stabilized his mind and said dryly, "Yes, keep working hard."
That, I'll pass you the second form today.
Uh, the Sword of Splitting.
After speaking, he stretched out his hand and motioned for her to bring the peachwood sword.
Ha, it's so good, Mu Wanxing's eyes hurriedly presented the peachwood sword with both hands.
Uncle Zhang held the hilt of the sword hard, only to feel that the swordsmanship with sweating in the palm of his hand also had a realm, which were four realms, such as sword moves, sword qi, sword intent, and sword domain.
And his talent in swordsmanship is mediocre, and now he is only in the sword qi realm.
Fortunately, there is a cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building to support it there, otherwise, this sword really can't be taught.
In his heart, he quickly memorized the sword move, Uncle Zhang condensed, took a deep breath, turned his wrist lightly, raised the sword sideways, raised one hand above his head, and slashed his head cleanly.
Well, he just showed off his sword moves.
As for the sword qi god horse, uh, it's not a battle against the enemy, let's all forget about it After the demonstration, he explained the essentials again, and returned the sword to Mu Wan and asked her to try to practice it.
Mu Wan took the sword with both hands, and did not immediately start practicing, but compared it with Uncle Zhang's demonstration just now, and quickly went through the essentials of the trick in her heart.
After three breaths, she raised her sword and slowly used the splitting sword.
It's just one time, and the sword move is just beginning.
Uncle Zhang was so amazed by her that he was numb, and quickly threw down a bottle of elixir, and then hurriedly announced that he was going to retreat, and he was fierce and fierce in the tiger, and if he didn't work hard, would he, the uncle, wait to be shot dead on the beach Mu Wan opened the red-mouthed white jade bottle and immediately smiled.
It's another full bottle, a full twenty pills of elixir Uncle Shi is so generous, I must work hard to practice, and I will definitely live up to Uncle Shi's cultivation Well, I must not let Uncle Shi down She looked at Uncle Shi's closed door, nodded vigorously, turned around and walked to the shade of the old locust tree and began to practice swords.
By dusk, the five thousand splitting swords had been practiced.
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Her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and even the corners of her robe were "clicking" and beads of sweat were falling down.
Putting away the sword and waving his numb arm, Mu Wan turned to look at Uncle Shi's house, hesitated slightly, and finally jumped on the old locust tree, and started throwing mud balls again The five thousand times that he said were good, there are still eight hundred times left to finish today.
If you don't practice now, it will be dark for a while, and you won't be able to practice again.
Therefore, Mu Wan, no matter how tired you are, you must carry it Eight hundred mud balls were thrown halfway, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her wrists.
There is no choice but to swallow a pill of nourishing elixir, and after pranayama, continue to practice.
After practicing, she honestly carried the water tank into it with water and took a bath.
Alas, with Uncle Shi here, many things are really inconvenient.
After tidying up, she sat down on the bamboo bed, took out the ancient record of gold and literature, and looked for another word on the blue tourmaline spirit bead.
It's a pity that I searched the whole book, but I couldn't find it.
That's it.
Mu Wan shrugged, took out Tian's mother's sewing basket from the storage bag, selected a black ball of thread from it, cut out more than a dozen two-foot-long lines, and braided them into a necklace.
A delicate wire mesh was woven in the middle of the necklace, and the spirit beads could just fit into it.
Finally, she wears a freshly baked bead necklace around her neck.
Looking down, yes, the spirit bead is properly hidden in the clothes.
From now on, my sister doesn't have to worry about Hu Laosi and the like.
Half a month later, Uncle Zhang finally finished his retreat and walked out of the house.
Mu Wan was engrossed in practicing the sword at that time, and with a sword split, the sword was drawn and the water was broken, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, and even the air seemed to be split in half.
During the retreat, Uncle Zhang's realm was completely consolidated, not to mention, but slightly improved.
Seeing this, the little pride in my heart was broken by the situation in front of me.
Well, the nephew is too rebellious, as an uncle, he is so stressed that he let out a long breath of turbidity, and beckoned to the fake waste wood under the tree: "Xiaowan, come here" Mu Wan saw him at this time, and ran over with a sword in surprise: "Uncle Shi, you are out of the customs" "Hmm."
Uncle Zhang looked at her sweaty little face and nodded approvingly, "The matter here is over, and we will continue to rush tomorrow."
This time it was by water.
Do you have anything to purchase, I'll take you out on the streets in the afternoon. ” "Really" Mu Wan couldn't help but cheer.
She has too much to buy.
And she hasn't been shopping since she was reborn.
"Of course it's true.
Cultivation should not be in a hurry, but should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest.
You go and change into a clean robe, and I'll take you there later.
Uncle Zhang looked at her excited appearance, couldn't help laughing, and said secretly, this bear child, visiting a market in the mortal world, can be excited like this The largest bazaar in Chenguandu is in Nancheng.
At the entrance of the bazaar, there is an old wooden building plaque, and the paint on it has long been peeled off, revealing the original color of the wood.
In the middle of the building plaque is hung a wooden plaque, on which are written the three big characters of "Nancheng Collection", and the vermilion paint is also exhausted.
It just so happened that this day was "market day".
Even in the afternoon, the market is still full of people and merchants.
In his previous life, Mu Wan was raised in the deep boudoir.
The so-called going out to go shopping is to pick up the car and send it directly, and go directly to the famous silver building or cloth shop in the capital, and I don't know what "rushing to the market" is.
Therefore, as soon as she entered the market, she only felt that there were too many things to see, and her eyes were simply too busy.
Seeing this, Uncle Zhang simply took out a piece of broken silver and gave it to her: "Xiaowan, what do you want to buy, buy it yourself."
An hour later, I'll be waiting for you under the archway.
"It's crowded and annoying to watch.
Moreover, Xiao Wan has cultivation and good skills, and the mortals here are not her opponents.
Therefore, he might as well go to the teahouse at the intersection to drink tea and settle quietly.
"Thank you, uncle."
Mu Wan took the broken silver, and a pair of big almond eyes smiled into a crescent moon.
Uncle Shi is so understanding.
After separating from Uncle Zhang, Mu Wan looked around, and preferred the most deserted fabric shop on this street.
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She just wanted to make some plain silk for the middle garment, and she was not looking for the latest fabrics, so there was no need to go to the biggest fabric store to join in the fun.
There are only two people in the store, including the shopkeeper and the guys.
The guy had just sent the only guest out of the door, and when he saw Mu Wan, his brows couldn't help frowning: "Little Taoist, we don't buy talismans" Every time I rush to the market, the three sects and the nine streams all come out, and those who sell talismans are annoyed to death.
Mu Wan was in a hurry, how could he have the spare time to worry about him, and responded directly: "I don't sell talismans."
Master asked me to buy the fabric.
I was very helpless in my heart: this small body is really too tricky, just buy a few silk cloths, and find a virtual "master" for myself.
As soon as he heard that it was business coming to the door, the guy's face immediately looked much better, and he stepped aside and hummed at the door: "Little Taoist, what kind of fabric does your master want you to buy?"
"Do you have any fine white silk, and how much I want."
Mu Wan was not polite, and went straight to the point.
"Ahh It was still the shopkeeper at the counter who reacted quickly, and when he heard the words, he trotted out in a frenzy, and made a gesture of invitation to Mu Wan with a smile, and said in a loud voice: "Xiaodao Chief, please please, please inside."
After speaking, he stretched out his leg and kicked the guy, and ordered in a low voice, "What are you still doing, go and pour tea for the little chief." ” "Oooh."
The guy came back to his senses, and while walking in, he scratched his head, with an unbelievable and strange face, which Taoist in the temple would send a milk doll out to make a big purchase: