Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 642 I'm afraid I won't live to see that day

At the mouth of the bag, sixty asking stones flew out on their own.

When a few people wanted to lean over to take a look again, the opening of the bag suddenly shrank, and Wang Xingzhi hurriedly snatched it away and put it back in his arms.

Han Yu secretly sighed at how cunning he was. He was still wondering whether he should help the Taoist priest take care of the other forty pills, but he wasn't even given the chance.

Tsk! Who are you guarding against?
Wang Xingzhi was really on guard against him. One hundred Dao Stones were enough for Elder Mu to break Lord Su's legs. It was conceivable that if the old Taoist's forty stones were lost, he would probably break his own legs as well.

He left almost non-stop, taking the ten burdens with him before leaving.

This is good news!

These ten poor people, neither loved by their father nor by their mother, and only Wang Xingzhi could remember them.

In the old city, after the old Taoist master's method of refining the ethereal jade, he successively contributed several other refining techniques.

The most interesting thing is the way they bet.

Mo Xiuwen always has those wild ideas, but when it comes to putting them into action, the old Taoist just likes to gamble.

This made Mo Xiuwen very happy, as he might not be good at other things.

But if it comes to gambling, it's almost the same as giving it away for free.

Behind those seemingly impossible theories are actually just innovations over and over again.

For example, after obtaining the Void Jade, he completely miniaturized the concept of the spirit stone conversion device, and a mechanism the size of a mountain can now be only as tall as a person.

It is enough to discard the conversion part of the mechanism and only keep the mechanism that releases energy!
As for the conversion, you can use another device to extract the spirit stones and convert them into spiritual power and then inject them into the ethereal jade.

The storage capacity of the ethereal jade is at least a thousand times stronger than that of the spirit stone. If it is made well, the Mohist mechanism will be easier to carry in the future.

"So what?"

In the old Taoist's opinion, the armor-like thing on the blueprint was nothing but chicken ribs. A casual blow from him was enough to completely destroy it.

"What if any cultivator enters a thing like this and immediately gains the strength of a cultivator at the initial stage of the Divine Platform?"

Mo Xiuwen asked back with a smile, and even as he spoke, the image of armor flying all over the sky appeared in his mind.

The old Taoist paused for a moment, as if he was thinking of the armors everywhere.

"Can you really do that?"

"Give me time."

Mo Xiuwen was more confident than ever before. As long as he completely mastered the Void Jade, he would find a way to master the creation of a spiritual treasure body like the Soul-Chasing one.

It is definitely possible to create a mechanism that is comparable to that of a cultivator at the Divine Stage.

Although it is not as good as the Soul Chaser, it is sufficient for Zhongzhou.

"No, if you can do that, you're no worse than that traitor in Yama Palace."

The old Taoist suddenly shook his head. The Soul Chaser type was too unique. If it wasn't matched with a special technique, it would be useless.

Therefore, there is only one example of soul splitting in the Yama Palace, and no other cultivator takes this path.

Although Lingbao's physical body is strong, it is not his own physical body after all, and it is an obstacle to his cultivation.

This is evident from the fact that the soul has not made any progress over the years.

But Mo Xiuwen's is different. Once it is realized, any cultivator will be able to have the strength to fight against a cultivator in the initial stage in a short period of time.

In terms of meaning, the difference between the two is obvious.

Old Daoguang found it strange even thinking about it.

"If you can really make this thing, you will be the most respected person in the art of refining weapons."

The embarrassing position of magic weapons and spiritual treasures is that except for special ones, the help of the others to cultivators will become less and less.

But Mo Xiuwen’s idea is that it is really possible to do it, to let a small cultivator carry a spiritual treasure and kill everyone.

This may be a new way to refine weapons in thousands of years.

The old Taoist was very excited just thinking about it, but Mo Xiuwen ruined the mood by shaking a piece of ethereal jade.

"You lost again."

What?
Lost again?
The old Taoist didn't react for a moment. Aren't we still discussing the feasibility of the drawings?

When did you lose?
Mo Xiuwen grinned, squeezed the ethereal jade in his hand, and after a few dry coughs, suddenly, the other ethereal jade on the table also made a dry cough.

"When did this happen?"

The old Taoist looked confused. He didn't even notice when the other party completed it in front of him.

This time the bet was whether he could create a tool for voice communication, but he didn't expect that he would actually do it.

And it was made when he was talking to him about another mechanism. So, he lost again!

Damn it, Mo Xiuwen couldn’t even make the ethereal jade, he used his ethereal jade, and what he won was what was in his head.

It's almost like getting something for nothing.

The old Taoist couldn't help but turn around in place angrily. At this time, Wang Xingzhi...Liu Zongyuan came, but they came at the wrong time.

"You came just in time."

The old Taoist came over angrily and almost scared the two of them.

Just when he was thinking of giving him a good scolding to vent his anger, Wang Xingzhi observed his expression and decisively took out the Sumeru bag.

"Elder Mu asked me to bring the Questioning Stone."

The old Taoist was immediately speechless, but it was not because of the Dao Stone, but because of the Sumeru Bag.

"Mu Zili asked you to deliver it?"

He frowned and asked again.

Wang Xingzhi nodded quickly. He had specifically asked Mu Zili to take this thing.

"Throw the rocks out and send the bags."

The old Taoist nodded thoughtfully before speaking.

Wang Xingzhi did not dare to be negligent. After hearing this, he injected a stream of spiritual power into the Sumeru bag.

A small pile of stones poured out, and after piling them together, the bag was immediately closed.

"What else?"

The old Taoist looked at the two men who were motionless and asked.

Wang Xingzhi looked embarrassed, this was a very serious matter, Su Xiaoxiao was so elusive, how could they, a small fry, find her.

"It's not difficult."

The old Taoist released a breath of his own, and the bright light circled several times before flying out.

Su Xiaoxiao also has the aura he left on her body. If you want to find her, just follow this aura.

Even after the two men left, the old Taoist still stood there thoughtfully.

The Sumeru Bag is Mu Zili's personal magic treasure. If he even takes this thing out, it must be no small matter.

Could it be that there are new changes in the Endless Sea, or should we say that there are new movements in the Yama Palace?
"Still betting?"

It was Mo Xiuwen's voice that interrupted him. At this moment, his eyes were shining.

"Let's bet on how that thing is made."

The old Taoist turned back with a twitch in his mouth, "No gambling."

Because this is something that even he doesn't have.

……

On the other side of Xincheng, Han Yu had already collected sixty Questioning Stones.

"Six hundred years of luck is just right."

The spirit of the artifact danced with joy. The quality of this batch of asking questions stones was quite good, and the luck content was extremely high.

Faced with such a huge amount of luck, Han Yu might have been overjoyed in the past, but now, he seems to have become numb.

It’s not because he has gained too much luck, but because the bottle’s appetite has become too big.

It was like an abyss, with such a huge amount of energy flowing in without even a sound being heard.

"Seventy percent!"

The spirit of the weapon shook its head, and the recovery progress was still 70%.

Nothing has changed.

On the contrary, the changes in Han Yu are more obvious than it. His golden magical power has been infused to perfection, and now he only has to pass the level of the heaven and earth spirits.

As for the physical body, it is hard to determine whether Pingzi has strengthened himself unless he finds someone to slap him.

Han Yu sighed and looked up at the sky. He could not rely on the luck in Central China. The only thing left was the Tiandao Sect which had the Questioning Stone. However, the progress of the bottle was not moving at all, making it difficult for him to be sure whether he could complete the last step.

If this is the case with 70%, how can he get the luck for the remaining 20%?

Is it possible that in the end I can only rely on the pills in the bottle, one every three days, to slowly grind myself?
Then he would have to go to the Tiandao Sect to buy a ticket to immortality, otherwise he was afraid that he would not live to see that day.

(End of this chapter)