Chapter 45 Black Sand
"Do you have the skills of the Magic Heart Sutra for sale?" Liang Chen finally hesitated for a moment and finally asked.
"You really laugh at this fellow sect. "Magic Mind" is a precious classic that only disciples can learn. How can we have it if it is carefully kept by the sect? But even if there is, we dare not sell the precious skills of the sect. Aren't we afraid of being punished?" The stall owner shook his head repeatedly and defended. However, seeing that Liang Chen really wanted to buy it, the stall owner said, "You must have heard the rumor that the Magic Heart Sutra is the basis of the Book of All sentient beings. Let me tell you, it's just nonsense and it won't be true. However, if you really want it, although we don't have a complete cultivation method of "Magic Mind", we have its remnants that can cultivate seven emotions.
Liang Chen wants the Magic Mind, not for the legendary Book of All sentient beings, but to study, understand the principle of the heart spell, and faster contact control. This stall owner does not have a full version of the cultivation method, which is also expected by Liang Chen, but being able to get the cultivation method of seven emotions is also good for lifting the seal.
"Okay, I want the cultivation method of these seven emotions."
The cultivation method of seven emotions is not a precious classic. Liang Chen also has one of them, and only changes to the other six. After the exchange, there are still some resources, and Liang Chen has all been exchanged into souls for cultivation.
Liang Chen has finished selecting, but Qi Fang is still selecting spiritual weapons.
Those spiritual weapons, the power of each piece, are similar to Liang Chen's long hair sword, emitting all kinds of light. Those spiritual weapons are trembling, as if there is life in the rhythm. Every time they tremble, there will be various forces bursting out and stirring in the air. The energy on it is extremely pure and stable, which is similar to the stability of the ghost body of the monks in the Ming Dynasty. And on every spiritual weapon, there is a law fluctuation.
This is a spiritual weapon, which is much more powerful than a treasure weapon. The treasure can not only increase the mana, but also seal the runes inside, which contains spells. However, those runes are not complete and have not reached the level of communicating a rule, so the use of spells requires the master's mana to be stimulated, and the spells released are mostly incomplete.
The spiritual weapon is different. It is sealed with a complete rune, which has formed a regular power. Even ordinary people can give orders to the spiritual weapon to release spells, but the power is slightly weaker. Liang Chen's hair sword, even ordinary people can exert their power, kill souls at night, and kill powerful monks during the day. This is part of the power of Xingyueyou, which is directly transformed by a rule.
The monks of the Ming Dynasty also began to absorb the imprint of gods and demons. These treasure weapons were made by the monks of the Ming Dynasty. The runes in them were incomplete, incomplete and imperfect. Only when they reach the divine period, absorb the imprint of ancient gods and demons and understand the true meaning of the complete rules, can they make spiritual weapons. Only when the monks in the Ming Dynasty begin to absorb the imprint of gods and demons can they communicate with the runes in the spiritual weapon and exert all the power of the spiritual weapon.
Although Qi Fang now buys spiritual weapons and can use spiritual weapons, she can't fully exert the power of spiritual weapons and can't communicate with its internal runes. The biggest advantage of using spiritual weapons is to attack. However, Qi Fang's breakthrough is approaching, and she will soon be able to use spiritual weapons, but her strength will increase by hundreds of times.
Liang Chen was watching, knowing more about Qi Fang, and more confident about dealing with Qi Fang in the future.
However, Qi Fang's way of cultivation mainly relies on her own magic power, and there are few corresponding magic weapons, so Qi Fang chose for such a long time and did not choose a suitable one.
Finally, Qi Fang chose a dark spiritual sword with a dark power under careful selection.
"This sword gives people a feeling similar to the whole magic abyss. However, it is not very compatible with Qi Fang's power attributes. By the way, the power in the slave seal is also a dark place, which cooperates well with this sword. Humph! Others thought that you didn't choose the right spiritual weapon and thought you didn't see the bottom, but I saw through your hidden power and knew that you chose the most suitable spiritual weapon. As soon as Liang Chen thought about it, he sneered secretly.
As a village owner on Liangshan for a year, he often has to make the final decision, so Liang Chen has some tricks. In addition, Liang Chen has been unprepared all the time and knows Qi Fang's nature very well.
"Master, master!"
At this moment, an old worker with ragged clothes, white beard and at least 60 or 70 years old ran in with an excited expression and shouted as he ran. The old worker held one hand tightly and put it in his chest, as if he were holding an important baby.
"What's the matter? Are you shouting? Didn't you see that I'm entertaining guests?" The stall owner frowned and snorted coldly.
The old man seemed to have run from a long distance. After coming to the stall owner, he was exhausted. However, he was very cautious when he saw the stall owner's impatient appearance and didn't have time to catch his breath.
The palms of the fist were raised in front of the stall owner, and the other hand blocked almost no breeze, and then the palm of the fist was spread out.
When he saw what was inside, the stall owner's impatient look immediately consumed, and was replaced by excitement and strong surprise.
Several people nearby saw the behavior of the old worker slave, so they also saw the black sand. After seeing the black sand, these people all showed a greedy look.
Liang Chen was also attracted by the behavior of the old worker slave, so he took a curious look. Through a gap, Liang Chen saw that the old worker's palm was covered with just a black grain of sand, which was the same size as ordinary sand grain, but there was a dark light on it.
This degree of darkness is darker than the dark abyss. Even on the stall, the brilliance of several bone lamps has become dim because of the appearance of the black sand. Not only that, even those spiritual weapons, which were originally dazzling, have now become gloomy, and even the fluctuations of their laws and the agitation of energy suddenly stopped.
Although the sand grain itself is not eye-catching, and even in the magic abyss, 90% will be ignored, once it appears in a bright place, it will show the unusual black sand. And looking at the look of the stall owner and the old worker and slave, he clearly knew this treasure.
However, Liang Chen hesitated to be attracted by the mystery of the old worker slave and wondered what the black sand was. Therefore, she didn't notice that Qi Fang's face showed a strange look at the moment she saw the black sand. It was not surprise or greed, but an impenetrable look, which made her look out that the personality around her was out of place, but the look was quickly covered up. When Liang Chen looked at Qi Fang, her face also turned into greed. The look is no different from the people beside him.
"Sister, what is that? Why does it seem to be very valuable?"
Qi Fang withdrew her eyes, but she didn't seem to hear what Liang Chen was asking. When Liang Chen repeated it, she introduced: "We don't know what this is, even the inner disciples don't know. I only know that it is the main collection of the major halls. If a thousand grains are collected, the lord of the palace will be taught the unique knowledge of the town by the Presbyterian Palace and is likely to become a member of the Presbyterian Palace in the future. These black sand are scattered all over the dark demon abyss. Every year, more than a dozen workers and slaves will find black sand and be rewarded by the sect.
As he spoke, the stall owner carefully took the black sand into the jade bottle, and then became very intimate and even said politely, "Okay, that's great. With this black sand, we will definitely get the reward of the sect. I can get the precious ground-level skills I want. What do you want? I guessed that you are old and it's too late to practice, so you must want to enjoy it for a lifetime. After I go back, I will tell the master to ask for a reward for you in front of the Lord.
"Thank you, master, thank you." The old slave immediately became excited.
"Thank you, these are all what you deserve. When you get the reward, you will be an inner disciple, with a lot of life expectancy, and your status is more noble than me. Instead, I want to thank you for giving me precious skills.
The old worker slave listened and straightened his waist and couldn't close his mouth happily.
The stall owner also laughed and did no business. He put away the things in the stall and sent a signal for others to respond, and he drove away.
"I'm so envious! The old slave didn't live for a few years, but he got a grain of black sand, and his identity was immediately different. According to the previous practice, this worker slave will be passed on by the lord and forcibly elevating his power to the divine period. Although this is not cultivated by himself, his strength may not be comparable to that of the Mingshen monk, and he has no hope of progressing for life, but he is an old man who will not be able to die soon. He can become an inner disciple, get 5,000 years, live a long life, and enjoy a lifetime, which is already the existence I have been looking forward to. These workers and slaves, and even their disciples, talked about it with great envy.
When the crowd gradually dispersed, Qi Fang seemed to have something important, so she took Liang Chen back to the Black Heart Hall.