Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Early the next morning.

After Zhang Zhiwei practiced and harmonized his heart and lungs, his energy flowed more smoothly, and his tempering of life was more efficient.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei can still feel the power of faith between heaven and earth all the time.

However, these powers of faith are too weak, so weak that Zhang Zhiwei is not interested in absorbing them.

"Although the power of faith is good, it needs to be managed specially. It takes a lot of energy. Don't over-pursue it. At this stage, life cultivation is the kingly way!"

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Zhiwei will give up this thing. The power of faith is jointly pursued by the three religions. Even those saints who have attained the Tao are planning. That's all.

"However, it's not that I can't do it. This trip to Liaodong, I will definitely make a big move. Maybe I can make the storm more violent."

"Directly activate the reversible state of Lei Fa, show the holiness in front of people, and do something with the appearance of a god descending from the earth. In this way, even if you don't become a god stick, you can gain a lot of faith if you recruit some believers and engage in some teachings. force."

"If you don't deliberately pursue it, and just do it casually, you can gain a lot. Only fools don't do it. You just need to pay attention to it and don't get shot."

"Ordinary mountain cannons, mortars, etc., are insignificant, but if they are hit by heavy artillery, such as Italian artillery, it may be too much."

After thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Zhiwei put away his thoughts, after all, it was just a matter of talking on paper, let's wait until Liaodong.

Immediately, he picked up the Dongfeng Great Sword and walked out of the tent. He hadn't practiced sword for a long time, but just got the sword, he was very interested and planned to practice it.

When he came to the open space in the back mountain, Zhang Zhiwei drew his sword and swung it. The east wind swirled and stirred, and the sword was as heavy as a wave.

While swinging, Zhang Zhiwei injected his qi into the sword body and warmed it up.

This is the simplest method of sacrificial refining. Even if it is a handful of ordinary iron, if it is refined with qi for a long time, even if it cannot become a magic weapon, it will still be quite powerful. This is the case with the Okamoto 0.01 in Feng Baobao's hand.

The mahogany sword in the hands of Zhengyi Taoist priests is also sacrificed in this way, so they can slay demons and demons. Zhang Zhiwei's previous mahogany sword was broken because he had never sacrificed it.

Of course, this kind of sacrificial refining method can only be sacrificed to produce handy weapons that cut iron like mud. It cannot forge magic weapons like the Dongfeng Great Sword. Magic weapons must be refined by a weapon refiner.

As for this craftsman...somewhat similar to innate aliens, it is a combination of innate talent and acquired cultivation.

Therefore, there are very few weapon refiners in the alien world, and there are a few veteran masters on Longhu Mountain who are masters, and most of the magic weapons in Longhu Mountain come from their hands.

These few people are all the treasures of Longhu Mountain. Since they were detected to have the talent for refining, they have been well protected and their status is extraordinary.

Zhang Zhiwei poured Qi into the Dongfeng sword, removed the remaining Qi from Yi Qian on the sword, and branded it with his own brand.

Afterwards, when the great sword was swung, there was a faint glow attached to the body of the sword, especially at the tip of the sword.

"Clang clang..."

The big sword clanged violently, and the tip of the sword bloomed into silver lotuses all over the sky, and silver sword lights swept across the sword screen.

After infusing the big sword with his own qi, Zhang Zhiwei became more and more comfortable with it. The sword seemed to be a derivative of the body, regardless of you and me, like an arm and a finger.

It seems that he has reached the extremely advanced state of swordsmanship.

After rehearsing for a while, Zhang Zhiwei drew a sword flower, put the sword behind his back, and said to himself:

"I haven't touched the sword for a long time, and my level hasn't dropped. I'm still the top three in Longhushan swordsmanship!"

Zhang Zhiwei put his sword back into its sheath, and put the big sword behind his back, so that he could warm up with Qi at any time, and then walked towards the Daozang Hall.

He intends to condense the talisman. After all, the master has said it several times. If it is not condensed, it will be shameful.

When he came to the Daozang Hall, Zhang Zhiwei went to say hello to Zhang Yi's uncle as usual, but he didn't see Zhang Yi. The person stationed here was Zhang Yi's disciple, a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Brother Zhiwei, what do you want from my master?" the middle-aged Taoist said.

"I'm going to condense the dharma, please help me find the scriptures!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Junior Brother Zhiwei also wants to dabble in the talisman. It's really rare. Come, come, I'll take you to find it!"

Afterwards, under the guidance of his senior brother, Zhang Zhiwei found Zhengyi scriptures and started to read them.

In the past, the reason why Zhang Zhiwei was not keen on cultivating a talisman was not only that the talisman had little improvement in life, but more importantly, the improvement of a talisman was very troublesome.

The most important thing among the talismans is the dharma talisman, and the dharma talisman is divided into five grades.

Each grade is strictly graded. If you want to upgrade the grade of the dharma, in addition to having enough basic cultivation, you also need to use the spirit as a guide to engrave some scriptures on the dharma, so that the scriptures contained in the dharma will become more and more powerful. many.

However, if the fifth-rank "Taishang Sanwudu Gong Sutra" wants to be promoted to the fourth-rank "Taishang Zhengyi League Wei Jinglu", it is necessary to engrave the scriptures on the Zhengyi scriptures on the dharma book .

After the engraving is completed, you have met the requirements for promotion. At this time, you need to report to the Zongmen, saying that you want to add Dharma scriptures and improve your grade. The Zongmen will assess you, and if you pass the test, you will be included in the list of additional conferments.

Then we have to wait for the annual Xiayuan Festival, which is the fifteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, to hold a grand conferring ceremony at the Wanfa Zongtan in the Dashangqing Palace.

During this ceremony, the master who is in charge of transmitting and granting the talisman will set up an altar to practice the method, and report the information of the first-time keeper and the new scribe to the gods in the dharma. After the gods approve, the talisman will be released. Grant was successful.

In short, this is a very troublesome process, so Zhang Zhiwei has been too lazy to practice.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei feels that it is still necessary to practice. After the promotion of the dharma, whether it is the practice of opening the altar or the edict talisman, the power will be greatly improved.

More means are better than less means.

Moreover, a piece of talisman is closely related to the pulse of Taoism. If a piece of talisman is of a higher grade, maybe there will be more things that can be touched.

Zhang Zhiwei took Zhengyi's scriptures, turned around and went to the quiet room of Daozang Hall, and began to read them there.

While watching, Zhang Zhiwei mobilized the power of the soul, used the power of the soul as a pen, and engraved runes on his own dharma.

For Zhang Zhiwei, this is not a difficult task. His cultivation base is long enough, and the power of his soul is extremely powerful.

When engraving, I saw the "Taishang Sanwudu Gong Sutra" on Zhang Zhiwei's wrist lit up. On its surface, runes with a transparent texture were outlined by the power of the soul, and each rune was outlined , the power of the "Taishang Sanwudu Gong Sutra" is one point more.

The whole process is as simple as writing words directly on the scriptures. Of course, it is only simple in Zhang Zhiwei's hands.

If this scene was seen by the brothers outside, their jaws would drop in shock and they would exclaim that it was inhuman.

You must know that condensing the Dharma talisman is like tempering one's life. It is a water-grinding effort. Which one of them can engrave a few words on the Dharma talisman without exhausting their minds every day?

Like Zhang Zhiwei, condensing the scriptures is like writing a composition by hand, which is unique.

However, Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised by this, one Dharma session, ten thousand dharma mastery, his life cultivation base is so high, isn't it as simple as eating and drinking water to condense a fifth grade Dharma talisman?

A few hours later, with the last sutra falling, the dharma talisman was condensed, and all the sutras were corrected, and every word was inscribed on the dharma talisman.

On Zhang Zhiwei's wrist, the "Taishang Sanwudu Gong Sutra" is extremely clear, obviously it has been completed, and it is only a matter of reporting to the gods of the Dharma vein at the inscription giving conference and being recognized.

"Master uncle told me before that he asked me to go to Master after condensing the dharma. What does it mean? Could it be that Master wants to give me a back door?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while, got up and stretched, and looked at the sky from the window of the quiet room of Daozang Hall.

"At this point in time, Master should have already left Dashangqing Palace and returned home. If he rushes over, maybe he can still have a meal!"

Zhang Zhiwei went straight to Master's residence.

"Junior Brother Zhiwei, you are really punctual every time you come here, you only come here to order food!"

A middle-aged brother guarding the door smiled when he saw Zhang Zhiwei coming.

In fact, he is much older than Zhang Zhiwei. According to his age, he should be Zhang Zhiwei's uncle, but they are all Zhang Jingqing's disciples, so even though there is a big difference in age, they are still called brothers and sisters.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at him and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to go in with me for some food?"

"No, no, junior brother, you are not afraid of Master, I am, you wait at the door, I will report earlier!"

The middle-aged brother turned and entered the room, and walked out after a while: "Zhiwei, Master let you in!"

Immediately, Zhang Zhiwei opened the door and entered the Tianshi's room. In the room, there was a simple square wooden box facing him, with nine ears and four legs, and the cold air was blowing out.

This is called Bingjian, which is made of huanghuali and filled with ice cubes, which is equivalent to the refrigerators and air conditioners in ancient times.

Behind Bingjian, Zhang Jingqing was wearing a plain blue Taoist robe, and was eating. The dishes on the table were still the old rules, six dishes, three meat and three vegetables. Meat includes chicken and fish eggs, etc., and there are tofu, yuba, kelp, shiitake mushrooms, and vegetables, and there is a pot of medicinal wine next to it.

Zhang Jingqing had a green vegetable on his chopsticks: "It's a coincidence, sit down, let's eat something together?"

"Master is open and bright, then I will not be polite!"

As Zhang Zhiwei said, his eyes moved, he looked at the three empty chairs on the table, and sat on the right side of Zhang Jingqing.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei sitting next to him, Zhang Jingqing was very happy, and said with a smile:

"In the past, you were always very discreet. You just sat across from each other in a daze, as if you were going to sing an opposite scene with Wei Shi. Why, have you changed your sex today?"

Zhang Jingqing thought of the case report sent by Ziyun Temple again, and wondered if he had become enlightened on this problem and understood the ways of the world?

Then he heard Zhang Zhiwei say: "The main reason is...the distance here is close, just enter the door!"