Reborn Zombie Daoist

Chapter 31

In the center of the vault, there is a long table, on which are some antique calligraphy and paintings, and several long small wooden boxes.The material of the wooden box is quite exquisite, it seems to be made of some kind of precious wood, the surface is smooth, glowing with cold light, has a kind of metallic texture, and diffuses a faint fragrance.

The lid of one of the wooden boxes was opened, and two balls of emerald green silk thread lay quietly inside. The ball of emerald green thread was about the size of a fist, full of greenery, with restrained light and a little deep, like two pieces of Zhengyang dark green emeralds. It was crystal clear and as deep as the sea, instantly attracting Sha Chen's attention.

"Tingting, where did this thing come from?" Shachen called Ren Tingting to his side and asked in a hurried tone.

Ren Tingting looked at the ball of eyeliner, frowned and said, "It seems that my father bought it from a merchant when he visited me in the provincial capital four years ago. I don't know what it is for. Brother Shachen, don't look at this thread. It is thin, but it is extremely tough, Dad cut it with a knife without cutting it, and cut it off with the knife, Dad thought it was a rare treasure, so he put it in the treasury for collection.”

Sha Chen's eyes lit up, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ball of thread, pulled the end of the thread and tore it apart for a short distance.Under the dim candlelight, this thin green thread seems to be transparent, very slender, similar to the silk of lotus root.He struggled lightly, but such a slender silk thread did not break, and its tenacity was frighteningly strong.

"Brother Shachen, be careful, the thread is very sharp." Ren Tingting reminded worriedly.

"nothing."

Dust pulled the silk thread to cut the corner of the table, only heard the soft sound of "poof", the corner of the hardwood table was cut off like tofu, and fell to the ground with a "boom", "green as emerald, thin as gossamer, tough as steel" , the sword is hard to break, cutting gold and jade, is this..."

"Mu Lingsi!"

"Brother Shachen, what is Mu Lingsi?" Ren Tingting asked curiously when she heard Shachen talking to herself.

Sha Chen came back to his senses, and explained with fiery eyes: "Wood Lingsi is an extremely rare natural treasure of wood attribute. It is formed from the heart of a thousand-year-old tree after years of baptism and splitting. It is the essence of a thousand-year-old tree. For the heart of a thousand-year-old tree to form a wood spirit thread, it needs the right time and place, natural good fortune, and a chance to form it, which is quite rare."

"A thousand-year-old tree still needs to be formed by chance. Doesn't it mean that the wood spirit thread is very precious?"

Shachen shook his head and said with a smile: "The treasures of heaven and earth like wood spirit silk are products of nature. The conditions for their formation are harsh and the probability of occurrence is extremely low. Naturally, they are extremely precious, but the value of wood spirit silk depends on people. It is different. To ordinary people, it is a thread comparable to iron wire, barely considered a rare treasure, but to ascetics, it is the supreme material and priceless treasure for refining magic weapons."

"That's it, Brother Shachen, you are a cultivator, and Mu Lingsi must be useful to you. Here, here it is for you." Ren Tingting held the wooden box and handed it to Shachen with a smile. Said: "Silly girl, do you know how much the wood spirit silk is worth, so you just give it away?"

"Nothing is as important as Brother Shachen."

Looking at Ren Tingting's serious face, Shachen was moved and his lips moved. After all, he didn't say a word, nor refused Ren Tingting's kindness. He waved his hand and put Mu Lingsi into the Qiankun bag. In this life, she will never disappoint Ren Tingting's kindness.

"Tingting, thank you."

Ren Tingting smiled and said: "Brother Shachen, don't say thank you to me in the future, you are my reliance and my relatives, and one family does not talk about two things."

"Tsk tsk, Tingting, we're not married yet." Shachen looked at her with a half-smile.

Hearing this, Ren Tingting suddenly realized that the love words just now were a bit blatant, her face was on fire for a while, covered with red clouds, beautiful and alluring, she stomped her feet in embarrassment, covered her face and rushed out of the vault, Shachen happily followed behind, closed the treasury mechanism, and returned to Shafu with Ren Tingting.

The injury was not healed, and Sha Chen felt a little tired after walking around again and again. She coaxed Ren Tingting to sleep, then went back to her room, lay quietly on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.After a while, he opened his eyes, flipped his palms, and the wood spirit silk appeared in his hands again. He looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the brighter his eyes became, and there was a faint trace of fire.

He didn't lie to Ren Tingting, the wood spirit thread is indeed a priceless treasure for ascetics, it can be used to refine magic weapons, but its greatest role is to practice the "Wind Flying Technique" in Maoshan's 24 methods of "Wind Control".

Wind Flying Technique, the only flying technique in Maoshan's technique!The flying carpet is refined with wood spirit silk, and it is entered into a special wind control restriction, which allows it to fly in the air.

In the world of Zombie Daoist Priests, ascetics in the realm of qi training cannot fly. Mao Xiaofang is a master at the peak of the eighth level of qi training. After practicing qi in the late stage, he is very close to the state of leaving the body, but he cannot fly like the monks in myths and legends. Riding the wind and controlling the sword, roaming around the world for thousands of miles.

Only by cultivating to the state of leaving the body, or condensing the golden core, can one rely on one's own strength to escape the gravity of the earth and fly in the sky.Qi practitioners want to fly, they have to practice some special flying techniques, such as the "Wind Flying Technique", this technique is specially for Qi practitioners.

After completing the 'Wind Flying Technique', practitioners who practice qi can also traverse the world like a master out of their bodies. However, today, it is already the end of the Dharma era, and the treasures of heaven and earth are so rare. It is rare to see in a thousand years.Not to mention the thousand-year-old trees, even the century-old trees will become less and less with the development of the times, and eventually disappear.

Without the thousand-year-old tree, it is impossible to obtain the wood spirit thread, and without the wood spirit thread, the 'Wind Flying Technique' cannot be practiced, so for the past hundred years, no one has been able to fly in the air in the realm of Qi training, Mao Xiaofang is the root Miao Hong's direct descendant of the Maoshan Tiandao faction has several rare magic weapons, but in the end, you don't have to use your feet to go anywhere. If you have the ability, fly me to see?
Now that he has obtained the wood spirit silk, Shachen naturally wants to practice the 'Wind Flying Technique'. When he thinks that he can fly in the sky like a bird, Shachen is so excited that he can't sleep. Lingsi looked left and right, she liked it very much.

"To practice Wind Flying Technique, you first need to refine the flying carpet with wood spirit silk. With my current cultivation and refining level, it is impossible to succeed at all. I still need to ask Master for help." Sha Chen thought secretly, put away the wood spirit Si, wearing a coat, went out of the room to look for Mao Xiaofang.

It was dark and the moon was full.

Mao Xiaofang hasn't rested yet. While reading a book, he holds a sapphire talisman to study carefully. Restricting sacrificial refining is not a simple matter. It requires extremely rich experience in refining weapons. Now that materials and treasures are scarce, how can there be a chance for him to practice sacrificial refining? Restriction, once the sacrificial refining restriction goes wrong, it is likely to destroy the sapphire talisman pen, so it has to be treated with caution.

"Master!"

"Ah Chen, come in, the door is open."

Shachen opened the door and walked into the room, saw Mao Xiaofang was still studying the sapphire talisman pen, and asked with a smile: "Master, do you have any idea?"

"Well, it's almost the same. Over the years, I have refined a lot of spiritual weapons, and I have also tried to refine the prohibition in the spiritual weapons, and I have barely accumulated some experience. It's just that this sapphire talisman is a semi-finished magic weapon, and it is not as good as a high-grade spiritual weapon. It is still precious, as a teacher, I dare not slack off, if the talisman brush is destroyed, it would be a pity."

After finishing speaking, Mao Xiaofang looked at Shachen, "If you don't have a good rest so late, what are you doing here?"

"Master, I'm going to Ren's treasury with Tingting today to find some good things. I'm not sure, so come here and ask Master to palm my eyes." Shachen said mysteriously.

"Bring it."

Hearing this, Sha Chen had a cunning look in his eyes, took out the wood spirit silk, and put it on the table in front of Mao Xiaofang. Mao Xiaofang glanced at the wood spirit silk, shrank his pupils, and stood up abruptly, It was too intense, the teacup on the table overturned, and the tea soaked his clothes, but Mao Xiaofang didn't care, holding Mu Lingsi with trembling hands, exclaiming: "Mu Lingsi, it's actually Mu Lingsi!"

(End of this chapter)