Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 21 Lightning Strikes Wood

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Who moved the monk's body and placed it in the church crypt is not mentioned.

After being struck by thunder, a piece of wood can be suppressed, which is equivalent to the black and stiff wood in the late innate stage. It is at least a 'high-grade Dongzhen', or even a top-grade spiritual material!

Dongzhen's top-grade spiritual materials can be used to refine 'top-grade magic weapons'; Dongzhen's top-grade spiritual materials can be used to refine 'top-grade magic weapons'. If they are cultivated well, they will become spiritual weapons in the future.

Many golden elixir stage monks are using high-grade or top-grade magic weapons. As for spiritual weapons, except for the heads of some major sects or individual golden elixir masters, they are almost invisible.

After thinking about this clearly, Xu Junming's heart suddenly became hot.

Especially in the past few days, his heart was itching to be stirred up by Uncle Jiu's 'Di Yang Grass'. His resistance to the temptation of a truly top-grade spiritual material was almost zero!

A good magic weapon can greatly enhance the practitioner's strength.

If he could have a high-grade magic weapon now, he wouldn't be afraid of even a half-step armored corpse, let alone a late-stage innate black zombie.

"But that black zombie...!"

After hesitating for a moment, the temptation was too great after all.

"Fight! Even if you can't defeat it, you can still run away with the 'Four Elephants Evil Killing Formation'. And it's broad daylight now, so he may not come out."

After making up his mind, Xu Junming opened the door and walked out.

The house was quiet. Uncle Jiu, Axing and Xiaoyue were not there, and they didn't know what they were doing.

After coming out, he locked the courtyard door, and Xu Junming turned left and walked toward the church.

Uncle Jiu's dojo is not far from the church, just walk two intersections and you'll get there.

Because he had been here more than once, Xu Junming was no stranger to the structure of the church.

Due to the rainy day and the death of someone just the day before yesterday, the front of the church, which was once crowded with people, has now become deserted.

Except for a few beggars waiting in front of the church to beg for food, there were almost no pedestrians.

But in order to avoid being noticed, Xu Junming went around to the back of the church first.

There are some trees planted here to cover the tracks, and there is a back door leading to the interior of the church.

Xu Junming did not go in immediately, but jumped up with his feet, grabbed the eaves with his left hand, turned over and jumped onto the roof.

The structure of the church is in the shape of a "pin".

The two sides are relatively low, and the spire in the middle is the highest, about ten meters above the ground.

Looking up, Xu Junming was too lazy to climb.

Stretching out his left hand, a white light shot up into the sky and circled around the spire.

Xu Junming's heart moved, and the rope that bound the corpse shortened instantly, and at the same time he flew up.

When he landed on the top of the spire, the entire Jiuquan Town was in view, but at the moment he had no time to appreciate this rare view.

The moment he came up, his eyes were completely attracted to the broken wood on the top of the church.

With his spiritual consciousness extended, Xu Junming was instantly overjoyed.

He clearly sensed the strong thunderous aura on the broken wood!

Almost subconsciously, he reached out and pulled out the broken wood from the earth and rocks.

"wrong!"

Xu Junming's expression changed.

Although he has never seen Dongzhen's top-grade Lightning Strike Wood, he has seen Dongzhen's middle-grade Earth Sun Grass. Although the thunder on this broken tree is strong, its concentration is much lower than the pure Yang Qi on the Earth Sun Grass, and it is obviously not up to the high-grade level.

He looked at the piece of wood in his hand, which was about four feet long, one and a half feet wide, and one foot thick, all black.

"Could it be that in the past ten years, without being nurtured by spiritual energy, the grade has fallen?"

After thinking for a while, he shook his head.

Generally, naturally created spiritual objects can be preserved for a long time without being refined. Although ten years is a long time, it is not enough for a top-grade spiritual item to drop.

The most appropriate explanation is that this piece of wood was a medium-grade piece of wood from the beginning, not a top-grade one. But if this is the case, how can a piece of spiritual object that has not undergone sacrificial training as a 'middle-grade Dongzhen' suppress the innate black stiffness in the late stage?

Xu Junming couldn’t figure it out!

His ears moved and his face changed slightly.

Holding the wood in his right hand, he waved his left hand, and the corpse rope passed through the air and stretched into the crown of a locust tree not far away. With the help of this, Xu Junming's figure flew in like lightning.

After he disappeared, the gray-haired Mediterranean Father Wu climbed up from below.

After looking around, he frowned slightly.

"no one?"

"Father, I don't see any damage on the roof!"

A young monk who followed up checked the back of the roof.

"As long as it's not broken, it rains a lot these days, so don't let the church get wet!"

Father Wu has a kind smile on his face, which makes people feel trustworthy and close to him at first sight.

The young monk nodded, checked it again, and climbed down the ladder.

Father Wu looked at the missing piece of the spire, and an inexplicable look flashed across his face.

He stood quietly for a while, took one last look around, and then turned around.

Xu Junming, who saw everything in his eyes, knew very well that Father Wu came up not to check whether the roof was leaking, but because he was aware of his presence.

He still remembered that although this man's body was old and his energy and blood were weak, his mental power was so strong that he was shocked.

"It seems that it is not easy to get the remaining half of the cross!" Xu Junming thought to himself.

Strictly speaking, his behavior is called "stealing", so not only must he deal with the black zombie, but he must also be wary of Father Wu.

To deal with Heizheng, strength speaks for itself. But Father Wu cannot use strong tactics, at least not now.

Fortunately, it was not all without gain.

After swaying the black wood in his hand, Xu Junming turned around and returned to Jiu Shu Dojo.

Go to your room and close the door.

Mirror reflections appeared in his eyes, and everything in the black wood came into his heart in an instant.

Being able to withstand the thunder without being destroyed, this piece of wood is obviously not a mortal thing!

The fine texture is better than the century-old peach wood that Taoist Priest Four Eyes gave him to use to practice the talismans.

After being tempered by the Heavenly Thunder, it was even rarer to get three points.

With a slap on the deerskin bag on his waist, the 'Demon Slaying Talisman' contained inside flew out and turned into a sword shadow, cutting off the carbonized part of the outside of the wood.

These areas that have lost their activity are useless for refining weapons. However, Xu Junming did not throw it away, but carefully collected it.

The charcoal made from these spiritual materials is the best fuel for alchemy. One tael is worth two Huangya Dan.

If it is charcoal made from a medium-grade spiritual material, one tael is worth twenty Huangya Dan, which is ten times more.

Xu Junming took a big bag and put all the cut charcoal in it; he put it together with the bag containing century-old peach wood chips.

Nothing in the spiritual material can be wasted.

After almost cutting it, Xu Junming was left with a long piece of wood that was two feet and three inches long and about the thickness of a child's wrist. It was dark yellow with purple threads hidden in it.

With a flick of his finger, a ray of cyan mana penetrated the wooden bar, and a 'cracking' purple electric arc instantly jumped on the surface of the wooden bar.

Although half a foot away, a slight tingling sensation emerged from the bottom of Xu Junming's heart.