Because of Ning Zhishui's unexpected breakthrough, he should not practice too much in the next time. He should compress and restrain the spiritual energy in his body, and then continue practicing until he feels stable.
Fortunately, the master gave her a bunch of materials to practice tossing, so that she would not be idle.

"The sect's grand ceremony is coming soon. Two months after the grand ceremony, there will be a weapon refining competition initiated by Wanhua Sect. If possible, I hope you can participate." The great elder said, "The results of the competition are not important. The opportunity is rare."

The sect ceremony is held every 50 years. It is a major event within the Xianlai Sect. It mainly involves exchanges and competitions between the seven peaks, selecting a group of outstanding disciples, and giving everyone a platform to show themselves.

Working together in the entire peak can enhance the sense of identity and cohesion of the sect. Otherwise, what would it be like to always close the door and practice on your own?
According to the ranking of the exchange results, the sect will give different resource allocations to each peak as rewards. Disciples who perform well will also be rewarded.

Ning Zhishui had just arrived and was young, so the First Elder had no intention of letting her participate in the ceremony. She just wanted to watch the fun and get to know the people.

But he wanted her to participate in the weapon refining competition initiated by Wanhua Sect.

"The Weapon Refining Competition...it's okay."

Ning Zhishui thought for a moment and agreed.

Two months was enough time for her to practice and prepare.

And today's breakthrough comes at the right time. After the spiritual energy is improved, he will become more and more comfortable in refining weapons, and relying on pills to replenish spiritual energy will no longer be as frequent as before.

The great elder told Ning Zhishui the general rules of the weapon refining competition before leaving.

The layout of the cave is that there are two small rooms at the entrance and a main room at the back.

Ning Zhishui lives in the main room, and one of the small rooms is just enough for Feng Lin. She is close to the door, so that if someone knocks on the door and comes to visit, she can rush to receive them in time.

Moreover, Ning Zhishui would not be disturbed by his coming and going when he was working normally.

After the great elder left, Feng Lin walked out of the small room. While looking at Ning Zhishui curiously, she saluted her, "Master..."

She is 30 years old this year, but she is only in the Qi Condensation realm.

But Ning Zhishui looked like a teenager, but he was already in the plastic gold realm!

Among the young disciples in the entire sect, there were only a few who were as talented as her. It was really irritating.

But what Feng Lin was puzzled about was why Ning Zhishui entered the sect at such an age?If she had come in earlier, the Xianlai Sect would have definitely trained her vigorously, and maybe her current level of cultivation would be even higher.

"Well, call me when someone comes to visit. I will call you if you need anything. You can rest when nothing happens." Ning Zhishui nodded.

The title of master is a bit strange, but Ning Zhishui has no intention of correcting it.

"Yes."

Feng Lin agreed and then stepped back after seeing that Ning Zhishui had no intention of giving any more instructions.

Ning Zhishui closed the door and took out the new white net.

I didn't have time to take a closer look before, for fear that someone would notice this thing.

If Peng San discovers its true identity and regrets giving it away, Ning Zhishui will be heartbroken to the point of bleeding.

Only now that there was no one around and the place he was in was safe, Ning Zhishui could safely take it out.

In your hand, it feels soft and slippery, a bit like touching seaweed.

This thing does not grow in the sea, it is actually the tail of a kind of monster-Black Ma Kui.To be precise, it is the tail of the mutated Black Ma Kui.

Mutated monsters and mutant spiritual grasses are actually as rare and precious as the monks' mutant spiritual roots and unique physiques. However, there are many mutant things that are covered with a layer of skin, and their appearance is too confusing, making it difficult to distinguish them.

Just like my father's immortal bones and my own Five Spiritual Roots of Heavenly Movement, they look ordinary on the outside and even have a la carte chicken. Only after they are identified can others know how strong they are.

The mutation of the mutated black horse Kui cannot be seen from the outside. Their most striking feature is that they are too rookie.

Heima Kui was originally a strong and strong being, but the mutated Heima Kui has no offensive power since he was a child. He is extremely weak and is often abandoned by the tribe.

Only by drinking a kind of spiritual spring water can its bloodline be truly inspired, and it will become the king of Black Ma Kui, which can be said to be invincible.

The problem is that such a weak Heima Kui can't live long at all. No one can beat it, it is difficult to find food, and there is no tribe to protect it, let alone drink the spiritual spring water by such a coincidence.

Therefore, many mutant black makui died due to various accidents when they were still young. Its meat is very unpalatable. Unless there is no food, other monsters will not bother to eat it.

When its body is exposed to the outside for more than a year, its tail will change from black to white, and it will look like a rope from the outside, but it feels very different.

If a monk passes by, he or she will not pay attention to a piece of rope. Even if he does, he will not know what it is and will only sell it as an ordinary weapon refining material.

Ning Zhishui knew about it because someone had obtained it in his previous life, and its true form was broken by accident.

Relying on the special function of this thing, the man committed countless crimes and was finally caught by a joint effort. Only then did this thing become widely known to the world.

When the man got it, it was made into a net. It was said that it looked very simple and had nothing outstanding except for its unique feel.

"I didn't expect that the jade silk in this life would actually come into my hands..."

Ning Zhishui was very happy.

In her previous life, she lived to be more than 300 years old. Until she ascended, she only saw the transparent jade silk once, which is the one in her hand now.

Even if the world knew of its existence, everyone was so excited that they wanted to look for it. Even for a while, Black Ma Kui was almost killed by the monks, but the second mutated one was never found.

However, it is a bit troublesome for this thing to reveal its true form. It needs to be soaked in flowing water for more than an hour every day, or at least a month.

There are no rivers inside the Xianlai Sect. It was originally built on the top of the mountains.

There is a river at the foot of the mountain, and that area is considered the boundary of Xianlai Sect. There seems to be no people there.

In fact, if there was no Xianlai Sect here, it would have been an uninhabited place, not as lively as it is now with both sects and markets.

It seems that I will have to go to the mountain for an hour every day from now on?

Ning Zhishui glanced at Touyusi——

It only takes an hour, so just go, it’s definitely worth it!

After making the decision, she put away the jade silk, took out the weapon refining materials and started working.

At the same time, the Dongfang clan.

The Dongfang tribe is located in the Hidden Mist Forest. It is surrounded by water on three sides and has countless creatures, especially birds.


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