After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

Bai Wuchen naturally had no connections, and he didn't know any weapon refiners.

I wonder if there are any weapon refiners in Qingyu City who specialize in custom-made weapons.

Anyway, Lexian City doesn’t have one.

Qingyu City is so big, there should be one!

Custom-made utensils are expensive to imagine.

For high-grade spiritual weapons, the cheapest ones cost fifty or sixty thousand spiritual stones.

To customize your own weapon, you still need to prepare [-] low-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to [-] medium-grade spiritual stones.

If you sell your storage rings and scrape together, you can reach this amount.

The most expensive thing for a monk, besides training, is weapons.

In the later stage of Qi refining, it is enough to use high-grade magic weapons.

Use spiritual weapons in the foundation building stage, and use spiritual weapons or magic weapons in the golden elixir stage.

Bai Wuchen wanted to customize a top-grade or top-grade spiritual weapon so that he would not have to change the weapon during the entire foundation building period.

Of course, there is no need to be too anxious about this matter, after all, it is still early for foundation building.

Just look for it slowly.

Now I have two spiritual weapons, flying swords, which are enough.

Before he ordered the flying sword, a spiritual weapon, Bai Wuchen never wanted to use that spiritual sword.

It is like a trump card and cannot be used easily.

But if you don't use it, you can't clean up the iron thorns in the yard.

If you don't clear away the iron thorns, you can't grow spiritual plants or make wine. If you don't make wine, there will be no spiritual stones.

One thousand middle-grade spiritual stones is probably not enough.

Need to prepare more.

This creates an endless loop.

Is there any other way to get rid of the iron thorns?

If you are in doubt, you can check the Book of Heaven and Earth.

After flipping through it, there was no introduction to this aspect.

Bai Wuchen discovered more and more that the Book of Heaven and Earth records the laws of things.

Those are some extreme things that will appear in this world only if they are desired by this world.

Some ordinary things are not available.

What heaven and earth favor is not what people think is good.

For example, the clothes I made when I was at the first level of Qi refining not long after I came to this world.

That is not even the lowest level magic weapon, but it is included in the Book of Heaven and Earth.

Because it is the pinnacle of mortal products and has unique advantages.

These iron thorns probably wouldn't work with fire. If they had worked, they would have used them long ago.

The skin of the iron thorn is very thick and is not easily burned by fire.

From this point of view, this thing is a good weapon refining material, tough, and invulnerable to water and fire.

I wonder if anyone accepts this?

Bai Wuchen felt anxious.

You may collect a small amount, but purchasing a large amount will waste a high-grade spiritual weapon.

No one would engage in such a losing business.

Alas, how to solve it?

I really think about it and my hair is about to fall out.

I don’t know which great god actually planted so many iron thorns in the yard.

What a pervert.

This is hurting yourself.

If I can't find a solution for the time being, I won't think about it for now.

Take out the Xueyanghua seeds, and tonight it’s time to feed the essence and blood again.

The seeds of the Blood Sun Flower have changed from black to blood red, and their size has also become several times larger than before.

There is a feeling of swelling, as if it is about to burst out of the shell.

Two drops of essence and blood dripped down, wrapping the Xueyang Flower.

Then just wait for it to be absorbed slowly.

In the past, I had to instill a drop of blood essence every once in a while.

In order to save trouble, Bai Wuchen would add a few more drops of essence and blood every time, so that he could take care of it for many days, and he didn't need to take care of it during retreat.

"Thank you, it's time to come out."

"What's coming out?"

A voice appeared in his mind. Bai Wuchen knew it was the voice of the Blood Sunflower seeds, and asked subconsciously.

At this time, I saw the red light flashing in the small bowl containing the seeds of the Blood Sun Flower, flickering on and off.

A dazzling red light flashed, and Bai Wuchen closed his eyes subconsciously.

When he opened his eyes, a blood-red sprout appeared in the small bowl.

It is shorter than soybean sprouts, chubby, and blood red all over. There are two leaves on the head and a thin root at the bottom.

It looks cute.

"Human, please plant me in the soil."

"Can I plant it in a flower pot?"

"Okay."

"My name is Bai Wuchen, don't call me human, call me Wuchen."

"Okay, Wuchen."

The voice was soft and waxy, like a baby's voice, almost cute.

It would be nice to call me Dad.

However, Bai Wuchen had no bad taste in letting a spiritual plant call him daddy.

He doesn't want to have a plant son, so they should treat each other as equals.

Plants should be gender-neutral, and his real parents should still be deep in the ancient battlefield.

He didn't want to randomly identify his relatives and be visited by his boss parents.

The huge Blood Sunflower Tree and the super bees that are impervious to water and fire are both existences that he cannot afford to offend.

While thinking about it, he went outside and dug a large pot of spiritual soil.

The yard was overgrown with iron thorns, and there was no place to stay.

However, there is spiritual soil suitable for planting.

Bai Wuchen's digging of spiritual soil under the iron thorn bushes is tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

His head, face, and arms were pricked dozens of times by the thorns on the iron thorns before they were filled with soil.

It didn't prick the skin, but the skin was a little red, swollen, and a little painful.

He brought the flower pot into the house and gently picked up the Xueyang sapling with his hands.

Unexpectedly, just as they were about to be planted, the Xueyanghua sapling slipped and burrowed into the soil.

Then two blood-red leaves were quietly revealed.

This little thing is quite lively.

Like his parents, he loves digging in the soil.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Blade shook his head.

"Shall I give you a name?"

Blade nodded.

"Well, well...just call me Xue Yang."

After thinking for a long time, Bai Wuchen finally thought of a good name.

The name of the Xueyang flower tree is Xue Yang, which is just right.

I'm such a genius at naming.

Unknowingly, Bai Wuchen was influenced by Xue Yang, and his personality became young and cute.

After practicing all night, I only slept for three hours.

Now he is quite diligent in practicing.

Three hours of sleep is enough for a monk.

I slept seven or eight hours a day before, which was a habit from my previous life.

In fact, you don’t need to sleep for that long at all.

Bai Wuchen enjoyed the feeling of relaxation while sleeping.

He felt that this was something that cultivation could not provide.

However, since he was beaten, he has changed this habit.

Then, he discovered that sleeping for three hours did not affect his mental relaxation at all.

After all, when sleeping, especially in deep sleep, the brain is fully rested and people feel very long.

It feels like I slept for a long time, but in fact it wasn't that long.

The next day, the sun was shining.

At Xue Yang's request, Bai Wuchen moved the flowerpot out.

The space in the yard is really limited. Only the area in front of the cave that is paved with bluestone slabs is not occupied by iron thorns.

Placing the flower pot on the bluestone to bask in the sun, Bai Wuchen also moved a chair and sat next to it.

It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a leisurely time to bask in the sun. The sun is really bright and the years are quiet.

I feel like an old grandpa, relaxed and comfortable.

At this time, Xue Yang stretched out two leaves, and the leaves stretched, fully absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the Yang energy of the sun.

After a while, he became stronger than before.

At this time, Bai Wuchen found Xue Yang twisting in the flower pot and then jumped out.

With a whoosh, he jumped into the gap between the bluestone slabs and disappeared.