I rely on collecting five blessings to cultivate immortality

Chapter 315

Ren Zhen jumped up from the bed like a carp, and took the fruit basket from the elder brother's arms.

"Junior brother, you'd better lie on the bed and rest well." The elder brother said earnestly.

Ren Zhen said: "Let's go, I'm going back to Zixu Peak to see Master and his old man."

The elder brother asked doubtfully, "Since when did you care about Master so much..."

"Hey..." Ren Zhen covered his mouth pretending to be mysterious, "I need someone..."

Zixu Peak is still a leisurely scene, the old elm trees in the yard are whirling with the wind, and a few hens are cooing non-stop.

"Master!"

Ren Zhen's shout broke the tranquility, the hens flapped their wings in a panic to get out of the way, and the senior brother who followed Ren Zhen hurriedly gathered the chickens together again.

"Master!"

"I can hear you, old man!" There was a roar from the wing room, the old door was pushed open with a creak, and the master came out with his hands behind his back.

"Master!" Ren Zhen hurriedly approached him with an attentive look on his face, "Master! This is the fruit basket that my senior brother and I give you as a tribute..."

Yi Quzhu stared dumbfounded at Ren Zhen borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. He didn't expect there to be such a shameless person in the world, and he happened to be his own junior.

The old man lazily opened one eyelid, and hummed disdainfully: "What is this? Don't you know what the old man likes? Wine! What the hell is buying a broken fruit basket?"

Yi Quzhu's cheeks turned red immediately, but Ren Zhen continued to be courteous with a shy face: "Isn't it because your old man is usually drunk all day long and wants to change your taste..."

The old man shook his beard, pouted and said, "Okay, for your sake, what do you want to ask me?"

Ren Zhen smiled flatteringly and said: "Master is indeed wise! I have guessed everything about me! This disciple really wants to ask Master for help..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me!" The old man impatiently blew on his beard.

Ren Zhen suddenly lowered his head and saluted solemnly: "I want to ask Master to help me refine the 'Power of Three Phases'."

"Hmph." The old man sneered, "When you finish practicing the 'Three Heart Samadhi', the old man will help you refine the natal magic weapon. What's the rush now?"

"Report to Master." Ren Zhen continued to press his head, and said respectfully: "The disciple's 'Three Heart Samadhi' has been completed!"

The old man's eyes widened in anger, and he said in disbelief: "Nonsense! You've only completed the 'Three Heart Samadhi' at full term, how could you have achieved it so quickly? Rao is the most talented man I have ever seen, It will take at least a year to practice the 'Three Heart Samadhi'..."

"The master can tell if the disciple is lying at a glance." Ren Zhen's voice was as calm as water, which made the master shaken a little.

The old man slowly stretched out his somewhat withered palm, and Ren Zhen felt a warm current pouring down from the top of his head like spring water, and the meridians all over his body felt refreshed, especially the long-tortured orifice felt a comfort that he had never had before.

"How...how is it possible!" The old man turned pale with shock, his long eyebrows that grew beyond the sideburns trembled exaggeratedly, "You have really cultivated the 'Three Hearts Samadhi'!"

Ren Zhen smiled and said, "How dare the apprentice lie to Master?"

After the initial surprise, the old man suddenly collected his expression, and asked suspiciously: "How did you master 'Three Heart Samadhi' so quickly?"

Ren Zhenhao also wanted to consult his master's thoughts, so he recounted how he had a headache after seeing the demons in the outer world. After that, his consciousness split into three parts.

After hearing Ren Zhen's answer, the old man fell into deep thought, stroking his beard while pacing in the yard, murmuring something.

"No, no... Could it be? No, it's not..."

Ren Zhen glanced at the master's frowning brows with a wry smile. It seemed that even his old man didn't know about this matter. If he wanted to know the truth, he might only ask a monk who was familiar with the demons in the outer domain.

The old man scratched his short white hair, and said with an unhappy expression: "This matter is a bit weird. I have never heard of anyone who has symptoms like yours after seeing the demons from the outside world. I am afraid that the matter is a bit complicated. It is best not to refine it rashly." 'The power of three phases'..."

"No!" Ren Zhen retorted resolutely: "I must recast the natal magic weapon immediately."

The old man said angrily: "What a boy! How dare you disobey your master! You talk back and rebel..."

"Junior brother!" The senior brother at the side hurried over to smooth things over, "Master has good intentions, otherwise you'd better wait for a period of observation before refining the magic weapon, it doesn't hurt to be more cautious..."

Ren Zhen showed an innocent look at his master, and pretended to say casually: "Master, my biggest dream in this life is to be a sword repairman who flies with a sword. You heard me talk about this when I first climbed the peak." You know, I gave up a lot of sponsorship fees and bonuses to come to Shengyuanxian School to realize my dream..."

The old man was a little embarrassed when he heard about the bonus. It was he who insisted on Ren Zhen coming to the school to report on the practice of "Three Heart Samadhi" as soon as possible, which caused him to lose a lot of money. Now Ren Zhen has completed the "Three Heart Samadhi" ahead of schedule. Practice, I am really too embarrassed to refuse his request to recast the natal magic weapon.

The old man suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and said with a serious expression: "Refining the 'Three-Phase Power' requires not only the 'Three Hearts Samadhi' to achieve great success, but also three magical artifacts of high rank. You only got two pieces before. ..."

"boom!"

Ren Zhen clapped his hands, and the long spear presented by Yuan Hong crashed into the loess, and the cyan body of the gun was full of brilliance, which made the old man speechless.

"Ahem." The old man cleared his throat, and continued unwillingly: "The old man's method of recasting the natal magic weapon also needs an ancient demon soul, which is only born in the remains of the ancient great demon. It is quite rare to meet but not to ask for..."

"Master!" Ren Zhen flipped his palm, and a ball of gray light appeared in his hand, "Here, look, can the quality of this ancient demon soul meet your requirements?"

The old man stared at the thing in Ren Zhen's palm with wide eyes, and suddenly cursed out of anger: "You boy! It took only a month to practice the 'Three Heart Samadhi' again! I got a high-level magic weapon and an ancient demon again! Soul... you!"

Ren Zhen hurriedly agreed with a smile: "It's all master who teaches well! He teaches well!"

The old man glanced at Ren Zhen with wide eyes, pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "Okay, I will make an exception and open the stove for you!"

Ren Zhen immediately beamed with joy, and asked happily: "Master, I don't know where we are going to open the furnace?" Ren Zhen once heard that the craftsman usually does a fortune-telling before refining the craft, and picks a place of Fengshui A suitable place can increase the success rate of the refiner.

The old man shook his beard, glanced casually at the dilapidated courtyard, pointed to an open space in front of a chicken coop and said, "It's not bad here, go and sweep up the chicken manure."

(End of this chapter)