After practicing hard for more than a month, he successfully broke through the middle stage of Jindan, and Zhang Zhiping also ended his penance with satisfaction, but he did not rush out of the customs, but continued to sort out his harvest during this time, and couldn't help but think that speaking of which, he still does not have a natal magic weapon. Shushu.com is the fastest updated

For the natal magic weapon, Zhang Zhiping has actually been hesitant, originally long before going to Tiangong Island, he had already had some ideas about his natal magic weapon, spent a lot of thought on its design and accumulation, originally thought that on Tiangong Island, with the massive resources of Tiangong Island, he would refine a top-level natal magic weapon for himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he was on Tiangong Island, he accidentally built a celestial instrument in his body with the space of heaven and man, and the status of the natal magic weapon was embarrassing, making him immediately give up his original plan.

Natal magic weapon, its role is mainly two, one is the protective effect, in addition to some earth-shattering adventures, under normal circumstances, it can be said that the natal magic weapon is the most powerful talisman magic weapon on the body of a high-level monk, on the fairy road, full of dangers, naturally need a powerful magic weapon as a talisman.

Another function of the natal weapon is to confirm the path of the monk's enlightenment. Although the golden pill can also confirm one's own way, but if it is directly released to resist the enemy, it is too dangerous, and through the natal magic weapon to exert one's own strength, then the security will be greatly increased, and it can grow together with the monk like the golden pill, which is the most suitable treasure for the monk himself.

In addition, some originally high-level natal magic weapons can also guide the master's cultivation direction, greatly saving the master's time for exploring the Dao, which can be said to be a treasure that the monk attaches the most importance to.

It's a pity that for Zhang Zhiping, there is a circumferential celestial instrument, these roles can basically be replaced, when it comes to the ability to protect himself, he is more accustomed to the countless spells he deduces, and the rest, whether it is the exploration of the cultivation system, or the analysis of the future path, the role of the circumferential celestial instrument is far better than a simple natal magic weapon, and he doesn't seem to need to deliberately spend a lot of energy to cultivate a chicken rib thing.

You must know that the cultivation of the natal magic weapon is not an easy task, and every day you need to consume a certain amount of your natal essence to support it, which will drag down a certain degree of cultivation speed, and the growth of the heavenly and human space on his body also needs to be like this, if he cultivates it alone, the pressure on him will be quite great.

Forget it, in the cultivation room, Zhang Zhiping shook his head, if there is no suitable natal magic weapon, he would rather be empty all the time, anyway, no matter when he refines the natal magic weapon, however, he also faintly has some thoughts in his heart, the natal magic weapon he wants to refine should at least be very compatible with the heavenly and human space, for the development of the illusory world, it is too little now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiping temporarily put down the matter of the natal magic weapon and began to sort out the rest of the things, but he didn't care about Cloud City at all, more than a month had passed, and Hu Yiming had already rushed to Qianyun City from the open sea.

The largest restaurant in Qianyun City, Fuyun Tower, is a gorgeous restaurant floating in the air, and the decoration inside is either exquisite and elegant, or magnificent, and you can always find a scenery that immortal cultivators like.

In addition, there are also a variety of delicious spirit animals from Tiannan and Haibei, thousands of different flavors of spirit wine and spirit tea, a variety of precious spirit fruit medicinal food, and even some from the distant continent, in terms of enjoyment, it is famous in the whole overseas.

Hu Yiming disguised himself as Ling Chong, stepped on a rainbow bridge and came to the restaurant, ignoring the warm hospitality of the shopkeeper, and drove directly to the VIP room upstairs, the snow hall, and swept his thoughts, and entered directly through a light door, but here, there was blood red everywhere, and the air was filled with a strange fragrance of spiritual blood.

"Ah Quack~ Isn't this the Ling City Lord, you have been busy with affairs these days, and you are finally here, Ah Quack!" As soon as he came in, a strange sound of yin and yang came to Hu Yiming's ears, but Hu Yiming didn't care, but walked to the long pavilion built by the white bones in the middle, ignoring the smiling shark face in front of him, directly picked up a jar of blood-fragrant wine on the white bone table, and poured a large bowl full of bitter drink.

A fragrance of blood filled his mouth, mixed with the power of strong wine, which seemed to be extremely bloody, but it had a great moisturizing effect on the body, and it was the favorite of many evil cultivators and body cultivators, and then, Hu Yiming still ignored the person opposite, reached out and grabbed a piece of flesh and blood fresh meat, and chewed it directly with relish.

At this moment, the shark Taoist who has always had a hot temper couldn't help it, slapped the table angrily, fell down with a "bang", and then yelled at Hu Yiming: "Bastard, you damn guy, you used the method of Taoist soldiers to invite this seat here, but you made this seat wait for three days, are you playing this seat?!"

After speaking, a ferocious and tyrannical momentum suddenly rushed straight towards Hu Yiming, but Hu Yiming was unconscious at this time, slowly took out a white towel and wiped his mouth, and then raised his head to look at the shark Taoist with an angry face and said: "Oh? Ling can't see it, in the past three days, the shark Taoist friends have eaten and drunk a lot, all kinds of delicacies and wines have continued, and they have consumed ten high-grade spirit stones, I'm afraid they have been enjoying it for a long time." ”

After Hu Yiming finished speaking, the Shark Daoist suddenly stagnated, and a trace of embarrassment flashed on his face, although he was arrogant, but it had not yet reached the point of being completely shameless, it was rare to come to the VIP room of Qianyunlou once, and that Ling Chong said that all the consumption during this period of time was recorded in his account, he naturally ate happily, what a delicious order, in the past, as a casual cultivator, he was reluctant to throw so many spirit stones to this place.

However, the Shark Daoist was quite thick-skinned, and immediately changed the topic, and said loudly: "Don't talk about those useless things, this seat only asks you, what do you mean by making an appointment with this seat three days ago? No matter what, you must first hand over the "Water Shark Dao Soldier Drill Method" to this seat!"

After speaking, the face of the Shark Daoist revealed a trace of fierceness and greed, he had long wanted to get a copy of the Dao Soldier Refining Method, but not to mention that the Dao Soldier Law has always belonged to the secret transmission of the major forces, even if he got a copy by chance, the sources of Dao soldiers of different forces are also different, each force has its own specially cultivated Dao Soldier Species, without these, just getting a copy of the Dao Soldier Law will have no effect on him.

However, just three days ago, this guy who had taken the shit luck actually took a copy of the Dao Soldier Refining Method of the Shark Sea Beast and sent him a message, asking him to see him in the Floating Cloud Tower, which immediately made him ecstatic, and even regardless of the injuries that had not fully recovered, he immediately came to the Floating Cloud Building to prepare to have a deep conversation with Ling Chong, who would have thought that this Ling Chong would dare to release his pigeons for three days in a row?!