Chapter 499: Sharpening Technique! Peeping at Privacy

The market price of Strange Fire Fine Wine is three thousand Huanzhen Pills and one tael.

Zhou Dao needs at least three kilograms, or ninety thousand Huanzhen Pills, to practice [Fire God Hidden].

You know, the original price of this mid-level Lingfu in Mingdong Tower was only 8,000 Huazhen Pills, but after discounts, it only costs 5,600.

Ninety thousand Huanzhen Pills were already a sky-high price for Zhou Dao.

Before leaving the capital, Jing Wuchen once purchased a first-grade magic weapon named [Yunluo Umbrella] from the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.

This magical weapon is made from the silk spun by [Mica Celestial Silkworm].

You must know that a [Mica Celestial Silkworm] at the level of a first-level demon can only spit out three taels of silk thread in a year. You can imagine how precious it is.

Even so, I only bought 29,000 Huazhen Dan for the [Yunluo Umbrella].

Even so, Jing Wuchen felt that it was expensive.

He said that the market for [Mica Celestial Silk] has been so good in the past few years, and the price has been skyrocketing one after another, just because there was a madman in the [Black Sky Sect] who killed and hunted mica Celestial Silkworms, and almost pulled out all the foundations of this monster in the south.

This resulted in a sharp decrease in the number of mica silkworms, and the demand for the [mica silkworms] they produced was in short supply, and the price naturally increased.

Otherwise, that [Yunluo Umbrella] could have been obtained two years ago with 15,000 Huazhen Pills.

Ninety thousand Huazhen Pills, even according to the highest market price of [Yunluo Umbrella], is enough to buy three pieces and still have a surplus.

"It's really expensive to ride a horse."

Zhou Dao felt bitter at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly felt that he was a poor man.

Along the way, although I gained a lot of treasures by offering sacrifices to the ancestors, most of them were consumed.

There is no way, he is now a master of Guiyuan Realm, possessing the two great powers of Evil Dragon Yuan King, his strength is comparable to Half-Step Chenggang, and his consumption of resources is a hundred times that of ordinary Guiyuan Realm.

In addition to the resources that have been consumed, the remaining treasures are basically useless and not worth much money.

The only ones that can be used are [Thunder Fire Wings] and [Black Dragon Sword].

These two first-grade magic weapons are of no small importance. Their quality is far superior to the [Yunluo Umbrella]. If you really want to sell them, let's talk about the price, and you should be able to sell them for 90,000 Huanzhen Pills.

But Zhou Dao was reluctant to part with these two treasures. He spent a lot of effort on these two treasures. He practiced them day and night and gradually became more spiritual. He used them very smoothly.

In addition, the spiritual furnace should also be sold at a good price.

This treasure was passed down from the Panhuang Sect. It can smelt magic weapons and upgrade their quality. Its value is higher than [Thunder Fire Wings] and [Black Dragon Sword]. It cannot be used either.

As for the fragments of the Wordless Sky Monument of the Eternal Life Sect and the Yuan Wang Sword, these treasures cannot even see the light of day.

Zhou Dao didn't seem to have many treasures that could be cashed in.

"If I had known, I would have turned the morgue into a pot."

Zhou Dao felt a little regretful. The morgue of the Monster Control Department stored many monster corpses.

That thing is a huge industrial chain, with treasures, medicinal materials, food ingredients, utensils... almost closely related to the lives of the nobles in the capital.

It turned out that Zhou Dao really wanted to get involved, but the entanglements of interests inside were too complicated, so he suppressed his thoughts.

Now that I think about it, I'm still not too cruel.

"Brother Zhou, can I ask for you?" Ming Donglou looked at Zhou Dao's dazed expression and confirmed again.

There are only one or two hundred Longhu Mountain disciples stationed in Zhenlu Mountain all year round. Each of them has a chance encounter, and there is no guarantee that there will not be someone who treasures [Extraordinary Fire Nectar].

With the strength of Mingdong Tower, if you ask around, you will still get a response.

"Brother Lao Ming is here." Zhou Dao pretended to be calm and said with a smile.

At this moment, he no longer had much hope. After all, 90,000 True Pills were too expensive.

"It doesn't matter."

Ming Donglou waved his hand, turned around and left the martial arts training ground.

Zhou Dao looked at his retreating back and felt melancholy. It is true that Wushenzang's secret method of amplification that defies heaven is not that easy to practice.

"You'd better not get too close to him."

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

The little black cat ran out of nowhere like a phantom, walking silently and tapping its feet on the ground.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Dao asked confused.

"He's not a good person."

"Mingdong Tower!?" Zhou Dao was startled.

"Of course it's him." There was a hint of vigilance in the little black cat's eyes.

"What's up with him?"

Zhou Dao was a little confused. Ming Donglou was focused on swordsmanship and didn't care much about other things. He was taking care of Zhou Dao, so there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

"He is practicing the art of washing the edge, not a kind person." The little black cat shook his head.

"Edge-cleansing technique? What is that?" Zhou Dao asked.

"In ancient times, if a swordsmith made a good sword, he would need a thousand knives to sharpen it."

"Strike each other with knives every day, and replace them with new knives when they become useless. Only when a thousand knives are used up can the good sword be sharpened and sharpened."

The little black cat stared at his demonic eyes and said, "That's what Longhu Mountain's sword-washing technique is like."

"That man is a sword. The thousand edge has been used up, but the sharpness has been achieved."

"You mean..."

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat.

"Under the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, you can wash away your sharp edges, and the ghosts are crying and the gods are howling to break your heart!"

The little black cat said calmly: "That kind of technique is like a sword, it is a person, it is a person, it is a heart, but it is a life."

Zhou Dao remained silent.

Longhu Mountain’s [Front Cleansing Technique] is notorious throughout the world.

It is said that this technique ranks among the top five sword-refining techniques in the world.

From an early age, a thousand young people with different qualifications must be selected and gathered together in one place to teach them the Dharma.

These thousand teenagers are all practicing the [Front Cleansing Technique], and as they practice day and night, their differences will become apparent.

They are both knives and whetstones to each other, sharpening each other's edge.

There were fewer and fewer knives, but the sharpness became more and more concentrated, until finally there was only one person left. He devoured everyone's sharpness and achieved his own sharpness.

Thousands of people sharpen their swords, who will be the leader in the world! ?

"Mingdonglou, is that the knife!?"

Zhou Dao's expression moved slightly. No wonder this man could practice such a terrifying amplification secret technique as [Six-Armed Ming King].

If King Ming creates the fire of karma, the world will be like purgatory.

This technique has been practiced to the extreme, and wherever the blade touches, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

On weekdays, once the gentle and quiet Ming Donglou uses a knife, he seems to be a different person. He hides the blade in the sheath.

Zhou Dao didn't know how powerful this man would be if he used the sixth knife.

"People who practice the art of cleaning are not normal. You'd better stay away from him and don't get too close." The little black cat warned.

"You know a lot." Zhou Dao glanced at him and said with deep meaning.

"That's natural." The little black cat held its head high and walked towards the exit of the martial arts training ground with elegant steps.

"Xiao Hei Hei, what's your relationship with Longhu Mountain?" Zhou Dao was curious and chased after him.

"I won't tell you."

"Hahaha, I just like your arrogance."

"Be nice to me, and I'll reap the benefits from you in the future."

"Am I not treating you well?"

"You're still asking me?"

The figures of one person and one cat gradually disappeared in the martial arts training ground. In front of the incense table, the wisp of incense drifted like clouds and mist.

…

Late at night, Zhenlu Mountain, Intermediate Lingfu.

In the eggshell-like quiet room, red red clouds surged over a pool made of purple crystals.

There was a nectar-like liquid inside that was boiling, and the terrifying temperature drop caused the eighteen nine-star talismans suspended in the air to burn to the point of collapse.

"The strange fire nectar is indeed extraordinary. Without this dazzling cold crystal, I really couldn't contain it."

A proud smile emerged in Wu Keming's eyes. He took off his Taoist robe and admired the forbidden alien fire lava from a distance.

This heavenly and earthly spiritual creature claims to be able to melt all metals in the world, and no metallic container can hold it.

But this dazzling cold crystal can easily withstand the temperature of the strange fire nectar, and even suppress his rage.

This is probably what the saying goes.

"Unfortunately, this thing is of little use to me."

Wu Keming blinked. He did not practice fire-attribute magic. He did not refine elixirs or weapons. The value of strange fire nectar was not great to him.

Even so, it was a great blessing that this kind of treasure could fall into his hands.

You must know that among the disciples in seclusion in Zhenlu Mountain, his strength is not considered top-notch, and he is at most ranked in the top fifty.

However, he was the only one who discovered the secret of that lake and obtained treasures like the Alien Fire Nectar.

"This is my chance. As long as I can understand the secret of that lake, what about Mingdong Tower, Xu Weiyi? Even the owner of the highest peak will not be looked down upon by me."

A terrifying light flashed in Wu Keming's eyes, as if a leopard had seen its prey and was getting ready to attack.

Three months ago, he discovered a lake in a deep valley three hundred miles away from Zhenlu Mountain.

Originally, he was just tracking a monster and passed by by chance. Who would have thought that a second-grade magic weapon flew out of the lake.

This surprised Wu Keming. He went deep into the lake, only to find that there was an extremely powerful restriction underneath that he could not break through even with his strength.

So Wu Keming waited beside the lake and observed secretly.

That piece of amber will eject treasures every once in a while.

The first time was the second-grade magic weapon [Glazed Purple Thunder Lamp].

What was sprayed out for the second time was [Dazzling Cold Crystal Pool].

What was sprayed out for the third time was a gourd of Huazhen pills, a total of ten thousand pills.

It wasn't until the fifth time that he obtained [Extraordinary Fire Wine].

Wu Keming was ecstatic. He knew that there must be a huge secret hidden under the lake, as long as he could understand the secret.

His life will be reversed, and all the monsters from the same sect who were above him will be trampled under his feet and worship him.

"I must seize this opportunity firmly."

Wu Keming waved his hand, and the Xuanhan Crystal trembled slightly. The cold air seeped out from each crystal, completely isolating the alien fire nectar.

"Junior Brother Wu, come out and meet me."

At this moment, a deep and heavy sound resounded outside the Ling Mansion, and its sound was as powerful as thunder.

"Chen Weiyi!?"

Wu Keming's expression changed slightly. Among the disciples in Zhenlu Mountain, the one he feared the most was Chen Weiyi, not just because his strength could rank among the top ten in Zhenlu Mountain.

What's more, before entering Longhu Mountain to practice, Wu Keming was just a slave of Chen Weiyi's family.

Only because he had some talent and chance, he met an elder and served him day and night, so he was promoted and achieved the status he has today.

However, whenever I see Chen Weiyi, the memory of being a slave will come to my mind involuntarily.

Wu Keming did not dare to neglect and hurried out to greet him.

"Senior Brother Chen, I didn't know you were here, so I was negligent." When Wu Keming saw Chen Weiyi, he hurriedly apologized.

There is an elder behind him, but Chen Weiyi is Senior Brother Wang Tong's confidant.

"Junior brother Wu, I feel so at ease. If a rat enters the real furnace mountain, can I still remain calm?"

Chen Weiyi's eyes flashed with lightning, revealing irresistible majesty.

Wu Keming shuddered, and a picture emerged in his mind.

That year, he was only seven years old. In the cold winter, he was stripped naked and hung in the yard. In front of all the servants, he was whipped thirty times by Chen Weiyi and lost half his life.

At this moment, that feeling seems to have returned.

"Senior Brother Chen, please make it clear." Wu Keming was dominated by the fear of the past and said with sincere fear.

"Ping'an Ruins is a forbidden area in Longhu Mountain, and now a brat is allowed to set foot on it."

Chen Weiyi's voice was cold and cold: "What's more, that little thief Wang Xiaoyi is back too."

"As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, don't you think you should do something?"

"Senior Brother Chen cares deeply about the sect, which really puts Junior Brother to shame." Wu Keming sneered in his heart.

Care about the sect? Isn’t it just that he valued Immortal Master Zhuofeng’s magical power that was stolen by Wang Xiaoyi? Pretending to be your mother! ?

"From today on, keep an eye on that little thief. If there is any trouble, you must report it to me as soon as possible. Do you understand?" Chen Weiyi said in a deep voice.

What is his identity? He is as famous as Ming Donglou, Ling Yexu, Chi Beilan and others. It is natural for a small person like Wu Keming to do such things as surveillance.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on them without stopping." Wu Keming hurriedly agreed.

Chen Weiyi nodded, did not stay, turned into a bolt of lightning and left through the air.

Wu Keming looked at Chen Weiyi's disappearing figure in the sky. The smile on his face gradually faded, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Surveillance, surveillance, I'm watching your motherfucker, what the fuck."

Wu Keming cursed loudly. He gritted his teeth and finally held back his resentment. As soon as he cracked the secret of the lake, he would be the first to operate on Chen Weiyi, lose his hands and feet, strip off his clothes, and hang him in the real world. In front of the furnace mountain, he was whipped hard.

…

It was late at night, and the full moon hung high, like the eyes of a fox.

Zhou Dao still stayed in the martial arts training ground, comprehending the mysteries of [Five Gods Hidden].

At this moment, a long and narrow figure gradually approached, like a shadow.

When Zhou Dao turned around, he saw Wang Xiaoyi approaching.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

"Brother Dao, do you want to sneak into the tomb for a walk?" Wang Xiaoyi lowered his voice.

"Huh?" Zhou Dao's heart moved and his eyes lit up.

Of course he wanted to go in. There was something inside the tomb that attracted Zhou Dao, and he still recalled that strong sense of calling.

However, that is the place where the great powers of the past are buried in Longhu Mountain, and it is indeed not something he can break into at will.

"Do you have any idea?"

"Have you forgotten how I stole...the secret of reversing life and death?" Wang Xiaoyi smiled strangely.

"Yes." Zhou Dao's eyes lit up.

Why was Wang Xiaoyi hunted? Isn't it because Chen Zhuofeng's Great Reversal of Life and Death was taken away from the Divine Tomb?

"How did you do it?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

Buzz…

Wang Xiaoyi turned the light in his hand, and a simple bronze mirror emerged. It was stained with rust, with dragon and phoenix ancient seals engraved around it, and strange runes behind it.

"This is the Wangxu Mirror. I relied on this to learn the secrets about the Divine Tomb."

"Wangxu Mirror? What kind of treasure is this?" Zhou Dao asked.

"Hey, this thing can see what's going on in the spiritual mansions of those Longhu Mountain disciples."

"Huh? Peeping!?"

Zhou Dao's eyes widened and became frighteningly bright.