209. Jinfu Transforms Gas, Opens the Furnace and Refines Treasures
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In the past, Shi Songtao treated people with enthusiasm and was well-connected. Every year on the anniversary of his death, many deceased people came to pay homage, but everyone tacitly avoided the early morning.
Apart from Shi Tie himself, there are only a few direct disciples who will come to Shi Songtao's tomb with him.
Yan Zhaoge came here intentionally, so Shi Tie naturally did not refuse.
After Yan Zhaoge and the others gave incense to Shi Songtao's family, Shi Tieyan said, "You guys are ready, go back and rest."
Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei looked at each other, took Ah Hu and left together.
Walking on the road, Yan Zhaoge turned around and saw Shi Tie's figure, still standing there silently.
Xu Fei next to him sighed, "Master is still blaming himself."
Yan Zhaoge followed suit with a sigh. As one of the few insiders, he knew what Xu Fei meant.
In the past, three members of Shi Songtao's family were killed, and Shi Tie actually had the opportunity to rescue them, but the situation was critical, and the interests of Guangcheng Mountain Zongmen were also seriously damaged.
As a result, in the face of such a dilemma, Shi Tie finally chose to maintain the sect as a whole, but as a result, his own descendants were unable to save him, and in the end the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.
This is the regret of Shi Tie's life. He who has always looked up to the world is ashamed of his own relatives.
To this day, although the tomb has been erected, in fact, Shi Tie has not given up his last hope. As long as he has the opportunity, he will go to the place of the year to investigate, hoping that there is a possibility that Shi Songtao's family will survive. After all, there has been no such thing. saw their corpses.
Unfortunately, after five years, there is still nothing to be gained, and the last hope is also fading little by little.
Xu Fei murmured, "If you do it all over again, will Master make a different choice?"
He was talking to himself. Not expecting Yan Zhaoge to answer, Yan Zhaoge silently walked aside.
Xu Fei sighed, and then said, "Although I am sad, although I feel guilty. Although I feel guilty, it may still be the same choice. Master, he..."
Yan Zhaoge asked softly, "What about you, Senior Brother Xu?
in the responsibility. How would you choose between you and your loved ones? "
After a long silence, Xu Fei replied, "I don't know, maybe I can only give the answer when I really face that moment."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, the two of them stopped talking and walked side by side. When they reached the fork in the road, they clasped their fists in salute and said goodbye. Return to their respective residences.
Back at his residence, Yan Zhaoge sat cross-legged, eyes closed, calmed down, and settled his thoughts.
After a while, Yan Zhaoge opened his eyes again and took out a golden talisman from his arms.
This golden talisman was obtained by Yan Zhaoge after beheading Xie Ziyi who had fallen into demons in the Demonic Realm when he was in Qingsha Lake.
Look at the mysterious and complex lines on the surface of the golden talisman. Yan Zhaoge thought seriously: "It seems that it is a rather strange and unfamiliar language, and it should be something that appeared after the Great Destruction."
Yan Zhaoge smiled bitterly, the same as the relic of the Ice Dragon Martial Saint. This kind of thing that appeared after the Great Destruction, compared to the things that are relatively old now, made him most helpless, and it happened to be stuck in the weakest link of his knowledge reserve.
However, Yan Zhaoge was also working hard to make up for his shortcomings, and now he was looking at Jin Fu. It's not entirely out of place.
"Some of it looks like a text in the extreme north, only circulated among a few local people?"
Yan Zhaoge pondered for a moment, and then instructed his servants, "Go and tune up the ancient scriptures that have been circulated in the northern part of Jinzhou and bring them to me. Get as many as you can, and the longer the age, the better."
Among the six continents of Leiyu, the northernmost area directly connected to the Arctic Ocean is Jinzhou.
Soon, a black-clothed warrior brought what Yan Zhaoge wanted.
After spending some time looking at it for a while, Yan Zhaoge gradually became aware of it. He tapped the golden talisman lightly with his finger, and his fingertips traced the lines of the golden talisman.
Those traces stayed on the surface of the golden talisman for a long time.
Yan Zhaoge retracted his fingers, looked at the almost complete lines on the golden talisman, and slapped the last palm on the golden talisman.
The golden talisman suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, and it turned into a little fluorescent light and disappeared.
Seeing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Yan Zhaoge's face, and then he saw the little golden light fluttering, condensed but not scattered, turned into a mist of light, floating in the air.
Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, like a long whale absorbing water, and all the clouds of light and mist were immediately sucked in by him.
For a moment, Yan Zhaoge's heart and lungs felt smoky.
With Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation realm, all the internal organs in the body have been tempered and tempered by astral qi.
The uncomfortable feeling is only for a moment, and then quickly disappears.
Yan Zhaoge looked inside his body, and saw that little golden light was constantly flying, and evenly adhered to the surface of each bloodline, as if coating the bloodline in his body with a layer of golden light.
Even the tiniest and most slender blood vessels are no exception.
Yan Zhaoge breathed and exhaled calmly, while the qi and blood circulated, the blood flowed like hot magma, making a heavy roar.
After thirty-six Great Heavenly Heavens circulated with Astral Qi, Yan Zhaoge received his work, and a faint golden light flashed on his skin.
Standing up from the ground, Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Some things seem to be on the agenda."
Thinking like this, singer Yan Zhao waved, and a few brilliance flashed through the air, but they were all low-quality spirit soldiers.
Chongshan Armor, Fen Hua Sword, Suo Lan Sword, Hui Sun Wheel, Purple Gold Thunder Sword, and Flying Thunder Sword.
Aside from the mid-grade Lingbing Sparkling Wave Saber, and Yan Zhaoge's personal treasure, the Spirit Sword Bilong, all of Yan Zhaoge's existing low-grade spiritual soldiers were here.
Speaking of which, all of them are the signature weapons of the core direct inheritance of other Holy Lands.
The original owners of these spirit soldiers were Liu Shengfeng, Zhao Hao, Xie Ziyi, Xiao Sheng, Yan Shan and Lin Zhou.
Just this list, and these pieces of spirit soldiers, are enough to amaze other warriors of the same generation.
If Yan Zhaoge opened an exposition of his trophies, it is estimated that many people would vomit blood.
Taking Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation base as an example, at the same time, he can basically only activate one low-grade spirit soldier. The extra ones can either be used instead or used as hidden weapons. enemy, or contain the opponent's spirit soldiers.
There are too many spirit soldiers, directly smashing the opponent to death, this is not just a joke.
After Yan Zhaoge has reached the realm of a great master, these spirit soldiers will be able to come in handy at the same time.
However, Yan Zhaoge had other ideas, although at the speed of his own progress, the great master was not far away.
After thinking for a while, singer Yan Zhao pointed slightly and took back the Chongshan Armor, the Huiri Wheel and the Flying Thunder Sword, leaving only the Fen Hua Sword, Suo Lan Sword and Zijin Thunder Sword.
Then Yan Zhaoge turned his palm over, and there was a bamboo branch in his palm.
A dark green bamboo branch with faint purple light.
After turning on the inner crystal furnace, Yan Zhaoge threw the bamboo branch and three low-grade spirit soldiers into it. (To be continued.)