Keeping a low profile in the world of cultivating immortals

Early the next morning, Wu Tao got up and was in better spirits than ever.

Perhaps it was the joy brought about by the success of yesterday's blast ban. The whole person relaxed, and the quality of sleep was excellent. He didn't hear the charming sound next door at night.

He washed briefly, then picked up the tiger zi and poured out the night fragrance.

After opening the door and walking a few steps, he heard the familiar clang of the door opening next door. He knew without looking back that the female neighbor must have gone out to see off guests.

Thinking like this, I heard Zhang Li shouting: "Fellow Daoist Li, wait for me."

Wu Tao turned around and saw Zhang Li locking the door, bending down and running toward him with a tiger in her hand. Wu Tao was so frightened that he hurried away and said, "Slow down, don't fall over and spill it on me."

But Zhang Li didn't listen. She stood in front of him, her chest rising and falling, and she laughed and said, "I am a fairy, and my poop is also delicious."

Wu Tao was powerless to refute this. It was impossible for him to actually smell the other party's penis without even looking at it in order to prove the correctness of Zhang Li's words.

In the future, I must find a fairy who can't poop as a Taoist companion.

Wu Tao secretly swore in his heart.

However, Zhang Li seemed to have no guests last night, so no wonder he slept so soundly.

When Zhang Li saw him looking towards her door, her heart became clear and she said: "Don't look, there is no one inside. You also know, fellow Daoist Li, that the people living in Xinde Lane are all poor people. Even if their bodies can bear it, their wallets I can’t stand it either.”

Well, I am also a poor man... Wu Tao stopped talking and walked forward with the tiger in his hand.

Zhang Li walked side by side beside Wu Tao, like a machine gun, as if she was telling Wu Tao whatever was in her heart, but Wu Tao didn't really want to hear it, if he had a choice.

Along the way, Zhang Li was talking alone, while Wu Tao said nothing.

"Hey, traveling through the world of immortality, as an immortal cultivator, and going to dump excrement and urine with another female immortal cultivator, what is this?" Wu Tao felt a pain in his heart that he couldn't express.

This time travel is simply terrible.

After pouring the night fragrance, Wu Tao deliberately quickened his pace on the way back. Zhang Li was careless, as if she didn't realize that Wu Tao was impatient and continued to talk happily about her glorious deeds in Lichunfang.

'finally arrived at home. ’

Seeing his residence, Wu Tao breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Li: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm going back to my house to practice first."

After speaking, Wu Tao opened the door and closed it in one go without waiting for Zhang Li to answer.

Zhang Li stood between her door and Wu Tao's door. She watched Wu Tao's door close, stopped talking, and turned back to her house without showing any displeasure on her face.

Wu Tao returned to the house, dispersed Zhang Li's words that were as dense as bees, adjusted his mentality, and began to sit cross-legged on the bed and practice the Three Yang Gong.

Now that I have been possessed by an evil spirit, I will retreat if I don’t advance in the Three Yang Skills, and I cannot let them fall for a day, otherwise my strength will decline and evil spirits will spread more easily.

After practicing for an hour, Wu Tao stopped.

With the engraving of the Wind Restriction completed, it stands to reason that the robe can be refined immediately.

But he was not in a hurry to refine it, but used two days to adjust his condition to the best before officially refining it.

This is exactly what the saying goes, sharpening the knife will not waste time chopping firewood.

In the past two days, he did nothing except practice the Three Yang Gong in the morning. He only went to the market to replenish food on the way, and the rice and dried meat stored at home were finished.

After replenishing food, there were only six broken spiritual stones left on his body.

"Start refining the robe tomorrow, and have a good sleep tonight.

It is worth mentioning that the next door was very quiet these two nights. If it were quiet for a few more days, Wu Tao would sleep soundly and be in good spirits, which would be of great benefit to refining the robe.

That night, Wu Tao fell asleep very early. Just when he thought he could sleep until dawn, he was woken up again at some unknown time.

There is a guest next door.

"Miscalculation! The Ning Shen Xiang given by Zhang Li has long been used up."

Wu Tao frowned, feeling in his heart that he was unlucky, and couldn't help but feel emotive. He only felt that it was his own problem. If he traveled through time and lived in the body of a wealthy and powerful immortal cultivator, he would naturally not have these worries.

It can be seen that time travel is like reincarnation, it depends on fate.

After worrying for a while, thinking of refining the robe tomorrow, Wu Tao forced himself to sleep no matter what.

The next day, Wu Tao rubbed his groggy forehead to wake himself up a little. When he got up and drank Ye Xiang, he saw Zhang Li opening the door to see the guests off. He sighed in his heart and continued to walk forward.

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When he came back, Zhang Li wanted to talk to him, but Wu Tao went back to the house on the pretext that he had something to do.

After taking a cold shower, he felt much more awake. Wu Tao wore dry clothes and took out the materials for refining the robe.

Sparkling stone.

First level elementary demon silk.

He looked at the sparkling stones and demon silk in front of him, and calculated in his mind: "What I want to refine now is a first-level and second-level magic robe. Its function is blast. According to the refining requirements, three sparkling stones and one pound of demonic silk are needed. "

"The materials left behind by the original owner can be refined twice. In this case, I can only fail once."

"There are still four days left, and it's time to pay the rent. I owe Yaxing Steward four spiritual stones, plus two yuan for this month's rent, plus various miscellaneous expenses, I have to pay six low-grade spiritual stones. , fifteen broken spiritual stones."

"The market price of first- and second-level robes is twelve to fifteen low-grade spiritual stones."

"You can only fail once."

To be honest, even though he had the bonus of the main professional weapon refiner, Wu Tao was still worried. If he failed to refine it twice, he would definitely be dragged away by Ya Xing to work as a coolie to pay off his debts. Even if the net was opened and he was driven away, he would He couldn't escape the fate of death after the evil spread throughout his body two months later.

Uneasy, uneasy, the robe still needs to be refined.

Wu Tao dug out a vault in the center of the house and temporarily used it as a refining room. This is what a poor man does.

I heard that the refining masters in the sect have special refining rooms and a supply of ground fire.

Today's Wu Tao doesn't dare to think about it.

After making preparations, Wu Tao took out the book "Refining Methods and Five Restrictions of the First-Order Robe" and carefully wrote down the refining steps and the precautions for refining.

After fully memorizing it, Wu Tao adjusted his mentality, cleared his mind, and officially started refining.

Two sparks of fire fell into the underworld and were instantly ignited by the spiritual energy of Sanyang Gong. The faint firelight reflected on Wu Tao's face. He took a pound of demon silk that had been divided previously and controlled it with spiritual energy.

The demon silk was still in a cocoon state at this time. Under the control of Wu Tao's spiritual energy, it was suspended in the underworld. In the flames of the spark stone, the demon silk became loose.

Wu Tao immediately separated his mind and used his spiritual energy to peel off the cocoons and completely peel off the demon silk threads one by one. He also had to be careful with the temperature of the spark stone. If the temperature was too high, the demon silk threads would be burned; if the temperature was too low, they would not be able to be peeled off. Demonic silk.

Not long after, Wu Tao began to sweat on his forehead.

The process of peeling off the demon silk was far more difficult than he imagined.

This was just the first step. No matter how difficult it was, Wu Tao did not dare to relax.

Time passed slowly, and the cocoons of demon silk turned into silk threads and hung in the air. When the demon silk of the last cocoon was completely peeled off, Wu Tao felt relieved.

Next, is the second step, which is to weave the demon silk into cloth, and then use spiritual power as a shuttle to thread the needle and thread to weave it into the shape of a robe.

This step is much simpler than the first step.

Wu Tao did not let up his spirit and carried out this second step seamlessly. The demonic silk threads shuttled back and forth. As time went by, the hem, sleeves, and collar gradually began to take shape.

Eventually, a robe similar to a long-sleeved shirt is formed.

‘After completing the second step, the most difficult step is the third and final step. ’

Wu Tao felt that his whole body was soaked and his energy and energy had been depleted a lot. However, the refining process must be completed in one go, otherwise it will fail. This is also the difficulty of the craft of the weapon refiner.

The last step is to carve the complete blast restriction onto every demonic silk thread on the robe. Do not leave out one thread, otherwise the blast restriction will be incomplete and cannot be activated.

This is the hardest step.

Wu Tao threw another spark into the underworld. The flames ignited and the temperature increased significantly. At this time, he was not impatient and carefully carved out the restrictions.

A drop of sweat left his eyebrows and fell into his eyes.

Wu Tao didn't dare to blink for fear of failure.

The fact is, the more he fears, the more things he fears. Wu Tao only feels his spirit stagnant, and only hears a snap. He made a heavy stroke and directly broke the forbidden rune in front. The entire forbidden rune lost its integrity and suddenly Collapse.

Failed.

The scrapped robe fell on the spark stone and burned.

Wu Tao fell backwards and lay directly on the ground. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat. He was very depressed and didn't want to think about anything.

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