Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel

Xuantian Seal is a martial arts magical power, and Chu Zheng has always been very interested in it.

The information contained in this magical power is quite crucial. At least the existence of Xuantian Seal proves that there is not only one path to immortality in this world.

Martial arts is by no means limited to the secular world. Just like his Qi refining method, martial arts must have a path of practice, and it can also climb to the pinnacle of humanity.

There must be a huge secret in why martial arts withered.

If Li Mingzhou had not thrown the fragment of the martial wall into the sea, he might have had the opportunity to reveal this secret in advance.

Every time he thought of this, Chu Zheng would feel heartfelt distress.

Most people will choose to smelt a damaged magic weapon with real fire, erase all traces and then throw it away, or put it at the bottom of the box.

The magic weapon will leave more or less traces of the person who used it, as well as the aura. If it is taken away by a monk with some strange methods, it is possible to cast a spell from a distance or track the location.

Chu Zheng squatted on the street and waited for almost two hours. He only made two orders, and they were delivered by the same person.

[Qingling robe (first level/incomplete): With the fragrance of being unearthed recently, you have a sharp eye and you can tell at a glance that it was taken from the buried dead. It can be repaired (0/30)]

[Cloud Chasing Boots (Level 1/Incomplete): These boots have measured enough mountains and rivers for you to walk for thousands of years. After five generations of owners, the soles have been worn out. Repairable (0/50)】

Chu Zheng didn't see anything wrong with that Qingling robe, if it wasn't for the prompt on the panel.

The clothes were washed very clean, but there was a big hole on the chest, and the spiritual array under the cloth above was also in pieces.

This made Chu Zheng a little disappointed. Washing it too clean destroyed the traces of the clothes and lost some smell.

The Chasing Cloud boots were even more rotten, with only half of the sole left. They were weather-beaten and looked very old, which suited Chu Zheng's taste.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these two things are really ridiculously bad. Chu Zheng spent forty spiritual coins on each, and the total was less than one low-grade spiritual stone.

These two things can be taken with you. The mine you are going to is not in the Phantom Mountains, and the inspection is not that strict. The storage bag is definitely not allowed, but there will be no one with these two broken magic weapons. noticed.

Chu Zheng was about to close the stall when a question suddenly came from above his head:

"Do you accept this?"

Chu Zheng raised his head when he heard the sound, glanced at it, and after looking at it for a moment, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In front of him was a half-grown boy, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, not far from Chu Zheng's actual age. His body seemed to have not yet grown, and he was a bit thin. He was wearing a washed pale blue gown, and he had a strong bookish air. .

This was the first person after coming to this world that Chu Zheng knew at a glance that he was a scholar.

Moreover, this young man is a mortal, a mortal who has never practiced any martial arts.

It is really strange for such a person to appear in the east of the city.

In addition to practitioners, most of the people coming and going here are martial arts masters, and there are no mortals at all.

The young man held a box that was more than two feet long in his hands. He looked hesitant, as if hesitating.

"Take it and take a look."

Chu Zheng had a natural affinity for scholars, so he immediately raised his hand, took the box from the young man's hand and opened it.

There was a wooden sword lying in the box, with only half of it left. The tip of the sword and half of the blade disappeared without a trace, and the cracks were covered with charred lines.

[Tiangang Sword (Level 6/Incomplete): Derived from the Tiangang Sword Formation, one of the 360 ​​auxiliary swords, made of Phoenix Blood Wood. With Qian's current ability, he can only complete preliminary repairs. (Preliminary repair 0/100)]

Level six!

Chu Zheng couldn't help but take a breath. It was at the same level as the Great Zhou Tianqi General Outline, and this sword was just one of the auxiliary swords. If this complete set of Tiangang Sword Formation was completed, its power would be unimaginable.

Seeing that Chu Zheng had a different look on his face, the young man panicked and quickly explained:

"This was left behind by my father. It is said to be a rare magic weapon. Even though it is wood, it is hard to be damaged by swords and axes, is not immersed in water and fire, and is quite strong."

Chu Zheng came back to his senses, closed the lid of the box, and spoke in a deep voice:

"How many spiritual stones do you plan to sell?"

"Spiritual stone?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he stretched out five fingers tentatively: "Five low-grade spiritual stones."

"make a deal."

Chu Zheng didn't bother with the price, so he nodded directly, took out six low-grade spiritual stones, and handed them over.

"What does this mean?" The young man looked at the extra spirit stone and was a little confused.

"I have some questions to ask, so I should ask you for some information."

Chu Zheng said with a hint of urgency: "May I ask, Your Majesty, where did you get this broken sword?"

The Great Zhou Tianqi General Outline is only at the sixth level, so the value of this broken sword is self-evident.

"I don't know this either." The young man shook his head, looking a little disappointed:

"My father went out three years ago and has not come back yet. Most of the things he left behind were taken away by the Phantom Sect. Only this magic weapon is left, which has been kept at home for some years."

"I just said five yuan, it's five yuan, and I won't take advantage of you."

While talking, the young man returned an extra spiritual stone.

Chu Zheng's eyebrows moved slightly as he took the spirit stone: "What do you call it?"

"My name is Bai Nian."

"If there are any magical weapons like this in the future, you can keep them. I will take them all according to the order."

"Okay." Bai Nian responded, with some uncontrollable joy on his face, and turned around to leave.

Chu Zheng watched the young man go away, thoughtfully.

From Bai Nian's few words, he had roughly understood the child's situation.

The things at home were taken away by the Phantom Spirit Sect, indicating that his father should be a practitioner, or even a disciple of the Phantom Spirit Sect.

From the actions of the Phantom Sect, it can already be seen that his father is probably in danger.

Without immortal bones, no one to take care of him, and even no martial arts skills, it would be too difficult to survive in this phantom city.

Chu Zheng glanced at the sky, closed the stall, turned around and found a secluded corner at the corner of the street, holding four spiritual stones in each hand, and sank into practice.

The spiritual energy in the spiritual stone is purer. The only flaw is that the energy of the five elements is a little heavier, and Chu Zheng needs to spend some energy to adjust the balance.

There is no pattern in the location of the spirit stone veins. They may be submerged under the sea of ​​lava and fire, or they may lie quietly at the bottom of a cold pool for thousands of years, or they may be buried deep in the center of the earth, growing with the Immortal Golden God Iron, or they may be hidden in the sky. Falling with the meteor.

Over the years, these spiritual stones will inevitably be contaminated with some Qi with attributes, and it will take some time to sort them back to their original state of yin and yang.

However, even so, cultivating with the help of spiritual stones is still much faster than absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

While practicing, I could barely notice the passage of time. In the blink of an eye, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Fu Quanliang walked through the sunset and returned to Chu Zheng. There was some dust on his face, his hair was messy, and he was a little embarrassed.