Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 94: Refining Equipment in April, the Fourth Level of Ming Wang Jue

To achieve this step, it is necessary to fully control each magic weapon at all times when refining it, just like an ordinary cultivator who concentrates on refining a magic weapon.

The Dayan Jue is a spiritual technique created by Lord Dayan to control hundreds or thousands of puppets in battle, which naturally includes the practice of distraction control.

During the several months on the way to Tianxing City, while explaining the knowledge of refining equipment to the three women, he was also silently meditating and refining his Qi, constantly training the distraction control and multitasking technique in the Dayan Jue. He stumbled at first, but later Nie Zhaonan successfully mastered it.

Chen Qiaoqian's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she asked eagerly, "Then can we sisters also refine multiple magic tools at the same time like our husband in the future?"

Nie Ying and Xin Ruyin also looked at Nie Zhaonan expectantly, with undisguised desire in their eyes, and all their previous worries were swept away.

Nie Zhaonan looked around, taking in the expressions on the three women's faces one by one, and answered affirmatively: "Of course you can, but it's a bit difficult. You need to practice all four levels of the Great Evolution Technique."

When the three girls heard this request, the excitement on their jade-like faces gradually disappeared. It was indeed a bit difficult. They had been practicing the Dayan Jue for more than ten years, and were still stuck at the second level. Even breaking through to the third level was a long way off, not to mention the fourth level.

Nie Zhaonan comforted him softly, "Don't worry, one day you will be able to be like me."

"Let's start refining the magic weapon now. You can watch carefully from the side. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

After saying that, Nie Zhaonan opened his mouth and three pure white flames flew out of his mouth and fell into the three refining furnaces in front of him.

As soon as the pill fire appeared, the temperature in the room suddenly rose a few degrees. Even though the women were several feet apart, they could clearly feel the scorching heat emitted by the pill fire. However, the three women still stared at the refining furnace and Nie Zhaonan intently, carefully observing his refining techniques and skills.

Immediately afterwards, Nie Zhaonan waved his hands and threw three pieces of thousand-year-old purple bamboo that had been cut long ago into the refining furnace.

As soon as the purple bamboo arrived at the center of the refining furnace, the pure white fire that had been waiting in it for a long time swept up, tightly wrapping the entire spiritual bamboo, constantly refining and removing impurities from the purple bamboo.

It was visible to the naked eye that in just a few moments, the thousand-year-old purple bamboo in the three refining furnaces had shown signs of melting, and the unknown black impurities in them were also extracted out. Nie Zhaonan used his distraction to absorb them from the refining furnaces one by one, leaving only the bright dark purple liquid to be further refined by the Dan fire.

After a while, the purple bamboo in the three refining furnaces had completely disappeared, leaving only a ball of viscous liquid the size of a head that was flowing with purple light.
In the blink of an eye, four months passed.

During this period of time, Nie Zhaonan did not stop for a moment and was constantly refining magical instruments and puppets at a high intensity.

Even Nie Zhaonan's powerful and pure magic power could hardly hold on. After refining magical instruments for such a long time, whenever his magic power was insufficient, Nie Zhaonan would take magic power recovery pills and absorb the spiritual energy from mid-level spirit stones to replenish his magic power. However, he was inevitably a little mentally depressed.

In the refining room, Nie Zhaonan, looking a little tired, put the last three second-order puppets that had just been refined in the refining furnace into the storage bag and let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, the refining was completed. During these days, Nie Zhaonan refined nearly a thousand top-level magical instruments and second-level puppets of different levels. This number is simply astonishing.

Xin Ruyin's eyes were full of heartache. She immediately took a few steps forward and came to Nie Zhaonan's side. Her two jade-like hands immediately hugged one of Nie Zhaonan's arms.

Nie Zhaonan felt the soft touch on his arm, smiled slightly, and said teasingly: "Am I so weak in Yin'er's heart?"

However, Nie Zhaonan showed no intention of rejection and was enjoying it very much.

"My husband is always joking. The three of us sisters have taken turns several times to learn how to refine weapons from him in this refinery room. How can my husband not be tired when he is constantly refining weapons?"

Xin Ruyin's words were full of concern for Nie Zhaonan.

How could Nie Zhaonan not sense Xin Ruyin's feelings? He kissed Xin Ruyin's forehead tenderly, pinched her jade-like face with his hands, and asked, "How is the preparation for opening the Treasure Pavilion going?"

During the months when Nie Zhaonan was refining the magic weapon, Nie Ying, Chen Qiaoqian and Xin Ruyin were only foundation-building cultivators and did not have sufficient energy. They were unable to concentrate as highly as Nie Zhaonan.

After learning to refine weapons for a few days, the three girls needed to rest for a while. During this time, the three girls also took on some preparations for opening the Treasure Pavilion.

Xin Ruyin hugged her arms tighter and answered seriously, "The address has been chosen, at the foot of the Holy Mountain. The facilities and layout of the Treasure Pavilion store are ready, and we have recruited more than 20 Qi Refining maids to receive guests. The only thing left to do is to open the store."

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhaonan nodded and approved of the actions of the three women.

As if she remembered something, Xin Ruyin raised her voice and said, "By the way, we are undecided about the pricing of the magic tools, puppets, and elixirs in the Treasure Pavilion. I would like to ask my husband to make the decision."

When Xin Ruyin raised the question of pricing, Nie Zhaonan was silent for a while, thought carefully, and then said, "Let's set the prices for ordinary, fine, and rare magic tools at 800, 1,200, and 2,000 spirit stones, respectively."

Nie Zhaonan's price was obviously too high. Generally speaking, an ordinary top-level magic weapon would cost around 500 spirit stones, while even ordinary magic weapons in the Treasure Pavilion were priced at 800 spirit stones, almost catching up with the price of fine magic weapons.

This pricing is not without consideration. In terms of quality and power, the magic weapons refined by Nie Zhaonan, a Jindan Zhenren, are much stronger than those in the market, as much as 20% to 30% higher.

Moreover, since the spiritual awareness of the foundation-building cultivators is limited and not particularly strong, they must also be on guard against sudden emergencies during the battle. Often, controlling two or three magic weapons at the same time is already the limit, so whether or not they have a sharp magic weapon in their hands becomes the key to victory.

Nie Zhaonan doesn't have to worry about the price being too high and no monks buying it.

"As for the second-level puppet, it is equivalent to the combat power of a foundation-building cultivator, so let's price it at 2,000 spirit stones."

"The Dingyan Pill is a pill made from thousand-year-old spiritual herbs. It is extremely precious in the entire Chaos Star Sea, and its effect in maintaining youth is also extremely amazing. I will price it at 3,500 spiritual stones, and it will be limited in supply."

Nie Zhaonan priced the items sold by Zhenbao Pavilion one by one. Without exception, the prices were terribly high for ordinary cultivators.

However, there are countless high-level cultivators in Chaos Star Sea, so Nie Zhaonan is not worried that he cannot sell his things.

The idea behind his opening of the Treasure Pavilion was just like the name of the shop, "Treasure". As long as this idea is deeply rooted in the hearts of the monks, it doesn't matter if it is a little more expensive. Besides, every item in the Treasure Pavilion is worth the money. When Nie Zhaonan finished his last word, Xin Ruyin suggested at the right time: "Husband, you should go and rest for a while."

"Well, the Treasure Pavilion will be open for business in a few days. Your husband really needs a good rest."

Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, changing his previous tiredness, and his two big hands skillfully passed through Nie Ying's slender waist and straight thighs and picked her up.

"Ah~" Nie Ying didn't expect her husband's sudden attack and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. The voice was clear and gentle, dignified and charming at the same time, which was simply numb to the bones.

Then she instinctively stretched out her arms, hugged Nie Zhaonan's neck, and rested her head on Nie Zhaonan's shoulder.

Nie Zhaonan hugged the lovely woman in his arms, his body pressed against her plump and well-proportioned body, and he couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart: This is all due to my hard work!

His mind was wandering, but his steps did not stop. In the blink of an eye, he was out of the weapon refining room and headed straight for Xin Ruyin's boudoir.

A few days later, something not too small happened in Tianxing City and it was widely circulated among the monks. A store called "Treasure Pavilion" opened.

If it was just an ordinary store opening, it would not cause any commotion in the huge Tianxing City, but this "Treasure Pavilion" is obviously different.

According to gossip, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion is a Jindan Zhenren. He appeared for a while at the store's opening ceremony, and then left after showing his face.

The items sold in the Treasure Pavilion are indeed as their name suggests. Each item is a rare treasure that is hard to find in the outside world, including various magical instruments, various elixirs, and even puppets in the foundation-building stage.
Of course, the prices were also very high, and ordinary monks could only look at the items they liked and return home disappointed.

However, there are also many monks who empty their entire fortune just to get a magical weapon they like!

There was even a female cultivator who had reached the Jindan stage and went to the Treasure Pavilion specifically to buy a Dingyan Pill!

All these rumors were used as after-meal gossip by monks of different levels of cultivation in the streets and alleys of Tianxing City. They were discussed endlessly as if they were there themselves.

In a remote alley, a young man who had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, held up a medium-grade magical weapon in his hand and waved it continuously, with a look of extreme shock on his face, as he spoke vividly to a white-haired old man who was about to be buried and looked gloomy.

"Little old man, do you know how amazing the top treasured magic weapon in the Treasure Pavilion looks like? I saw it from afar, and the purple spiritual light flowed on the sword like water, and the spiritual power was overwhelming! This Seven Star Sword Magic Weapon in my hand seems to be destroyed and killed if it touches anyone!"

After saying this, the young man saw that the old man was still silent as usual. He did not pay too much attention to it. He kept imagining and said, "When I become a foundation-building cultivator in the future, I will also go to the Treasure Pavilion and buy a good magic weapon that suits me!"

There was a bright and determined light in his eyes, as if the scene he was talking about was right before his eyes.

On the holy mountain, on the 49th floor, in a secret room in Nie Zhaonan’s cave.

Nie Zhaonan was sitting on the cushion, practicing the strange posture of Ming Wang Jue, with his head touching the ground and his whole body supported diagonally in the air, with his hands making complicated hand gestures.

The muscles all over the body bulged up forcefully, and there was a hot dragon-like energy in the tendons and veins, which propped up a walnut-sized bulge under the skin and kept moving around in various acupoints. The whole scene was extremely strange.

A look of pain occasionally appeared on Nie Zhaonan's solemn face. Even though he had been practicing the Ming Wang Jue for several years, the pain that penetrated through his flesh and blood and went deep into his bones was still unbearable for Nie Zhaonan.

Suddenly, Nie Zhaonan shouted: "Break!"

There was a crisp sound coming from all the joints, and a dull sound was emitted inside the body, as if a thin membrane was broken.

"I have finally mastered the fourth level of the Ming Wang Jue!" Nie Zhaonan moved his body and resumed his usual meditation movements, muttering to himself excitedly.

“This Ming Wang Jue is really difficult to practice. Even though I used the evil spirit to assist in my practice, I still stagnated when I advanced all the way to the top of the third level. It was still useless to absorb all the evil spirit in the Gengjin Divine Thunder.”

"It was not until I absorbed Yin'er's Dragon Roar Body into my own body, and under the influence of the extremely strong and yang Dragon Roar Qi produced by the Dragon Roar Body in my body, that I felt that the bottleneck of body refining that had not been improved for a long time had loosened a little."

"Even so, it took several years of nourishment in the Dragon Roar Body before I successfully broke through to the fourth level of the Ming Wang Jue. The body refining is very difficult!"

Nie Zhaonan couldn't help but sigh.

"However, the benefits of practicing the Ming Wang Jue and other body-building exercises are also enormous." As he spoke, Nie Zhaonan took out a top-level flying sword from his storage bag. He grasped the blade in one hand and slowly tightened his fingers, and a surprising scene appeared.

Not only did the sharp sword blade fail to cut Nie Zhaonan's palm, but under the suppression of an unknown huge force, the two sides of the sword blade slowly pressed together tightly without making any sound, and the flying sword magic weapon was completely destroyed.

Upon seeing this, Nie Zhaonan nodded with satisfaction. He was very satisfied with the power displayed by the fourth level of the Ming Wang Jue.

He muttered to himself, "This way, we will have an extra layer of protection when we go to the outer sea to hunt monsters."

"But there is one more thing."

After saying this, Nie Zhaonan disappeared silently in the secret room.

The scene changed, and Nie Zhaonan appeared next to the spiritual field of Zixiao Cave Heaven. In the palm of his hand lay a light blue fruit the size of a thumb. It was the Rong Ling Fruit!
Nie Zhaonan put the Rong Ling Fruit into his mouth without hesitation. As soon as it entered his mouth, before he could chew and swallow it, the blue flesh of the Rong Ling Fruit instantly turned into a blue liquid and was absorbed by Nie Zhaonan. Immediately, Nie Zhaonan felt a cool air in his mind, and his spiritual awareness was enhanced a little.

Nie Zhaonan showed a look of delight and exclaimed in surprise: "It really works!" Although there are clear records in the classics, Nie Zhaonan was still surprised only when he personally experienced the effortless enhancement of his spiritual awareness after taking the Rong Ling Fruit.

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