hey demon

Chapter 14 The Red Stove

Phew, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the silent room, blowing away the calmness of the place.

The turquoise luster permeated the air, and an arm-length, bronze-like bird feather appeared in front of Zhang Chunyi. Although it was only a feather, it had the sharpness of a flying sword, and Zhang Chun's skin hurt from the stabbing.

"The dao mark is natural, and the demonic aura is like fire. That's right, this is the natal tail feather left by a thousand-year-old monster. Judging from its domineering aura, there is a high probability that it is a Peng class."

Looking at the bird feathers in the jade box, the joy on Zhang Chunyi's face became more and more intense.

"I don't know where Changqingzi got this tail feather. Could it be another archaeological harvest?"

Reaching out his hand, Zhang Chunyi picked up Peng Yu.

Spiritual objects are divided into twelve grades, and this big demon tail feather is enough to be ranked fifth grade. It is no longer a spiritual material, but a precious material.

"This peng feather may become a powerful treasure with a little sacrifice. Changqingzi should have the same plan. As long as he has this treasure, Qingfenghe's combat power will definitely increase greatly. It's a pity that Changqingzi is against Artifact refining doesn't have any accomplishments, and this is not something he, a monk in the Loose Human Realm who locks three souls, can do, let alone asking outsiders to do it, after all, treasures touch people's hearts."

Flicking Peng Yu with his fingertips, Zhang Chunyi can probably guess Chang Qingzi's past depression.

Magical artifacts are divided into four classes, from bottom to top, they are magical artifacts, treasure artifacts, Taoist artifacts, and fairy artifacts. Among them, treasure artifacts are generally owned by monks in the realm of real people.

"However, I don't have so many scruples. After all, I don't intend to sacrifice it as a treasure."

While thinking about it, Zhang Chunyi already had an idea in his mind about how to use this peng feather.

Spell seeds were originally created by heaven and earth, but immortal cultivators observed the sky and realized Taoism. After long years of exploration, they found a way to cultivate and refine certain types of magic seeds.

In the inheritance of the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Temple obtained by Zhang Chunyi, there is a spell seed refining method called Hufeng. Once this spell seed is refined to the lowest level, it is also a middle-grade spell, and its power cannot be underestimated.

Low-rank spells contain magic spells, middle-rank spells contain treasures, and top-rank spells contain Taoism. The treasures that are in full bloom already have the ability to divide rivers and stop currents.

The most important thing in the refining method of the medium-grade Dharma-Hufeng is a natal tail feather of a thousand-year-old wind-phase bird. As long as the materials are gathered, the refining process of this Dharma-seed is not difficult, even if it is a small Monks can also try.

With a decision in mind, Zhang Chunyi put away Peng Yu, turned around and walked to the right side room in Zhuyuan.

The main hall in the bamboo garden is the quiet room that Changqingzi built for himself, and it is a place of cultivation. The room on the left side is the classics room, which stores the inheritance of Changqing Temple and the ambition of Changqingzi to establish a sect. The room on the right side is the alchemy room .

Immortal cultivators in the Scattered Realm do not possess mana and supernatural powers, so whether they want to refine alchemy or weapons, they need to rely on the power of monsters. Changqingzi cultivated a fire-bearing toad, which is just right for trying alchemy.

Walking into the alchemy room, the first thing that caught Zhang Chun's eyes was a half-human-high, three-legged and two-eared alchemy stove with a tripod body that was like jade and red like fire.

"Although the Scarlet Fire Jade is only a first-grade spiritual jade, it is still not easy to find such a large piece and refine it into a magic weapon pill furnace."

The spiritual thoughts diverged, and Zhang Chun saw through the details of this alchemy furnace.

Magical artifacts are classified according to the number of prohibitions, and every nine prohibitions are regarded as one rank. The red stove left by Chang Qingzi is a low-grade magical implement, with eight prohibitions.

Of course, whether the magic weapon is powerful or not is not only related to the refining materials and refining techniques, but also the acquired warming is also very important. If this red stove is warmed by a monster for a long time with demon power, the grade There is also the possibility of upward advancement.

"Compared to archaeology, Changqingzi's attainments in alchemy can only be described as unbearable."

Averted his eyes from the red stove, walked to the alchemy shelf, took down several bottles of pills and checked them one by one, Zhang Chunyi shook his head.

There are quite a few pills on the pill shelf, but most of them are waste pills, and the quality of the few pills that can be used is also very low.

As a descendant of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Chunyi has also done research on alchemy. There are many alchemy inheritances in Longhu Mountain. Although Zhang Chunyi has only practiced some ordinary pills because of the end of the world, his theory and vision are still good. , at least stronger than Changqingzi.

"It's no wonder that there have been no crane demons born in Changqing Crane Garden for a long time. I'm afraid Changqingzi himself has no ability to refine the second-grade elixir, Crane Language Pill, to help black-necked cranes become demons."

Putting down the alchemy bottle, Zhang Chunyi had an in-depth understanding of Changqingzi's alchemy level. It is not enough to say that he is a first-grade alchemist, but it is normal to think about it carefully. After all, Changqingzi's alchemy talent is average, and there is no complete inheritance. , and no one taught it, you can only rely on your own exploration, it is normal to have such a result.

"The only valuable thing in the whole alchemy room is this red furnace, but unfortunately, I can't make alchemy now."

The tentacles were warm, like warm jade, and Zhang Chunyi let out a sigh when he looked at the red furnace carefully again.

"In the future, maybe we can cultivate a monster that can assist alchemy."

With thoughts in his mind, Zhang Chunyi turned and left the alchemy room. Since then, the main legacy left by Chang Qingzi has been counted.

With the resources left by Chang Qingzi, Zhang Chunyi seldom went out in the following days. During this period of time, he mainly did three things. It eats white jade lotus seeds to increase its cultivation. Second, it uses spirit stone fragments to open up a small spiritual field in the open space outside the bamboo garden, which is used to cultivate the first-grade spirit grass Misty Grass. Geographical classics, looking for places with strong winds, and preparing for refining the spell seed, Hufeng, and it took another two months.

"Red Cloud, small cloud rain technique, one inch of rain falls, three thousand six hundred drops."

Outside the bamboo garden, beside the Lingtian, Zhang Chun gave the order when he saw the Misty Grass that had already sprouted. This time, he did not guide Hongyun with his spiritual thoughts. so it is.

Misty grass, a spiritual herb, has no effect on immortal cultivators and most monsters, but the mist it produces is one of the cloud monster's favorite foods, which can effectively boost the cloud monster's cultivation.

Hearing this, the red cloud floating on the side immediately activated its demon power, with a solemn expression, as if it was doing something important.

Phew, the clouds and mist gathered, under the urging of the red cloud, a gray-black cloud with the size of half an acre quickly enveloped the spiritual field.

Crashing, after a while, bean-like raindrops fell down, watering the thirsty Misty Grass.

Misty grass, a first-grade spiritual grass, does not have high requirements for the growth environment. It can grow slowly even in the barren land of heaven and earth. Wither and die.

The rain hit the plantains, and the spiritual field quickly became moist, absorbing water vapor, and the Misty Grass stretched its waist happily.

Spiritual thoughts diverged, Zhang Chunyi watched this scene quietly, while Hongyun stared at Lingtian with round eyes, as if meditating something silently.

At a certain moment, crimson dyed his body, and Hong Yun shot away the rain cloud.

The clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, the golden sun shone again, and the dewdrops on the young leaves of the Misty Grass reflected a blurred light.

"Three thousand six hundred drops, no more, no less, you did a good job this time."

Under the sun, a smile appeared on Zhang Chunyi's face.

With Zhang Chunyi's affirmation, the big stone in Hong Yun's heart finally fell to the ground, and the crimson cloud body once again turned into a white and rosy appearance.

Spell seeds are the root of spells, and spells are the extension of spells. Practicing spells can effectively help monsters dig and master the power of spell seeds.

Take Red Cloud's magic seed·water gathering and small cloud rain technique as an example, even if you don't practice the little cloud rain technique, only relying on the spell seed·water gathering, red cloud can still produce rain, achieving a similar effect to the little cloud rain, but after learning the little cloud rain It can achieve better results with less force.

To a certain extent, the small cloud rain technique is a formula for using the spell seed and the power of gathering rain. With it, Hong Yun can quickly grasp the power of gathering rain. In fact, if it is not like this, it is impossible for Hong Yun to do it now Accurate rainfall.

"Master, there is news about the place you are looking for."

It was at this time that Zhang Zhong's figure came in from the outside.

(End of this chapter)