The Monk

Chapter 1517 The Heart of God

Hearing this, the Golden Dragon said: "Did you know? No matter how powerful a person is, how high his cultivation is, or how young he looks, there will always be signs in his body that indicate how many years he has lived. Regarding this, the body cannot do anything about it. Fake."

Zhang Ain smiled and said: "My body has only lived for four years." He was talking about the huge body of the god. The golden dragon said with a calm expression: "If you have soul, you will leave a mark." Zhang Aing asked casually: "How to check?" The golden dragon shook his head and said: "You can check it yourself." Zhang Aing just wanted to say that I can't, The golden dragon said again: "Forget it, there is no point in pursuing this, it is very time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is easy to be inaccurate when checking the soul of a god." After speaking, he turned to face Feng Chen and said: "You heard it, he has ten thousand What good things are you going to exchange for the spiritual wine that lasts for 100 years or even 100,000 years?”

A hundred thousand years of spiritual wine? Upon hearing these words, who among the gods was not excited? Although it is useless to eat it yourself, giving it to relatives and disciples in Jiezhong City will definitely help them improve their cultivation.

Seeing the golden dragon asking himself, Feng Chen smiled slightly, and a piece of black iron appeared silently in front of him. At this time, everyone was the height of a giant, more than ten meters tall. This piece of iron didn't seem too big. It was about five meters in length and width. It was a Big piece of iron.

Seeing this dark piece of iron, the golden dragon's expression changed and he asked, "You are actually willing to give it up?" Feng Chen smiled and said, "What can I be reluctant to part with?" The golden dragon thought for a moment and smiled: "Yes, this thing is good for you. It's useless, and it's a threat to you, so it's just right to give it to him. With his cultivation level, even if he refines it for thousands of years, he may not be able to produce anything. "

When Zhang Wen heard this, he asked, "What's going on?" Is it such a difficult thing to do? I thought to myself, don't be as weird as hard iron. I almost killed myself before I could get a big knife. Now that I have such a big piece of iron, am I destined to be inseparable from the company of the big black knife for the rest of my life? Immediately asked: "What kind of casting material is this?"

The golden dragon smiled and said: "It's a good thing. It's better than soft crystal, but it's difficult to refine. I can tell you responsibly that as long as you can use it to refine a divine weapon, no one in the God Realm will want to mess with you."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Weijing became more and more curious, why is this thing so powerful? At this time, the big man said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, use it to refine artifacts? You can find it on the 33rd day and see how many people use it to refine artifacts?" After saying this, he turned to Zhang Afraid explained: "This thing is an extraterrestrial object. It is said that the entire God Realm exists because of this thing. Don't look at it as just a piece of stubborn iron. This iron has spirituality. If you want to use it to make weapons, you must first warm it up. Carry it with you every day, communicate with it with your soul, and refine it until it recognizes you as its master. This thing is called the heart of God. It is extremely hard and spiritual. It is a good material for refining, but it is a pity that it is a warm heart. Raise is to scare everyone away.”

Zhang Ai didn't understand and asked, "What's going on?" The big man continued, "Go and hug me and see how heavy it is." Zhang Ai made a sound and turned to look at Feng Chen, meaning that it's okay to ask? Feng Chen smiled and nodded at him, meaning it was casual. Zhang Ping walked to a large iron block five meters long, wide and high and stood in front of it. Using all his strength, he hugged the iron block with both hands and exerted force. At this time, Feng Chen withdrew his spell, The piece of iron suddenly became extremely heavy. Compared with this piece of black iron, the hard iron can be said to be as light as a feather.

Fortunately, Zhang Wen was well prepared, and when he felt the weight of the iron block, he exerted force suddenly, and even used magic to hold the iron block, but his body felt extremely uncomfortable, even if he was a god, even if he had a strong body, The technique also feels very difficult.

Through this strenuous performance, Zhang Ping realized how big the gap was between himself and Feng Chen and others.

He was struggling when he suddenly felt the iron piece lighten up and float out of his hand, still hanging in the air. Feng Chen asked him with a smile: "How do you feel?" Zhang Ain retracted his hand and shook his head: "It's really heavy."

The big man said: "Of course it's heavy. The most troublesome thing about this thing is that it can't be put in the storage bag. You have to communicate with it every day. Even if everyone has a lot of time, who would hold a huge heavy iron block and chat every day? Moreover? Even if we talk for hundreds or thousands of years, we may not get recognition from the iron block. Who would use this thing to refine weapons after eating too much? "

Zhang was afraid of being surprised and asked in a low voice: "Why is he spiritual?" The big man explained: "Don't worry about this. To put it simply, the iron block is like a cat or dog that cannot move, or in other words It's a baby and doesn't understand anything. As long as you are good to it, it will know and remember you, and then it will communicate slowly. The iron block will not grow up, and the inner spiritual sanity will always remain in its original state. You don't have to worry about it becoming a baby. As long as the essence is well-nurtured and fully recognized by it, it may grow slowly at that time, but now, it is just a piece of iron.”

The big man explained in detail, Zhang was afraid to hear it and laughed secretly. It is clearly the same as hard iron. It cannot be put into a storage bag and can only be carried with you. You have to chat with it every day... Is this thing still iron?

Seeing the smile in his eyes, the big man said: "Don't laugh, if you can really use it to refine artifacts, if nothing else, you can climb at least a dozen levels to the sky on the sacred mountain." The implication is, If you have the ability to refine this big iron block, you have such strong strength.

Seeing that the big man had misunderstood what he meant, Zhang was afraid that he would not explain, but turned around and asked Feng Chen, "Why would fellow Taoist give up on such a good casting material?" Feng Chen did not hide it from him, and said casually: "This thing has intelligence, although it is very smart. Gao is very stupid. After all, he has instincts and his own likes and dislikes. It takes a lot of luck to get his recognition. I have tried for decades, but there is always a chance. This big iron has always ignored me, and it is indeed good. Wouldn’t it be nice to exchange it for your Wannian Spiritual Wine?”

This guy is quite honest, and Zhang Weir's affection for Feng Chen has increased.

In this way, this piece of iron is indeed a good thing, but the question is where to put it? If you put it in Xingyuan, will it be robbed? Put it in a storage bag, unable to communicate, and unrecognized, it is just a piece of scrap metal. I felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, the golden dragon interjected again: "I want to remind you something. The heart of God has feelings. He doesn't like to be put into a bag. If you put it into a bag, well, it will be like arguing with someone. If you pretend it once, you have to find a way to comfort it. If you pretend it too many times, God’s heart will be completely disgusted with you, and no amount of comfort will be useless. He will never talk to you again. Therefore, before you get him, you have to think clearly. Make your decision again.”

These words were very detailed and sounded very candid. In fact, everyone present could tell that he was interfering with Zhang Afraid's decision and did not want Feng Chen to exchange for spiritual wine.

Zhang was afraid that he could hear it, but there was a problem. This guy was so kind. As soon as he heard that the big iron block was sane, he wanted to keep it. The big iron block is different from the God-destroying snake. Those big snakes are lazy. Even if they come to the outside world, they just crawl and sleep. To them, it doesn't matter where they are. The big iron block wished that he was outside, which made Zhang Ai feel pity in his heart.

This is the key problem. If you put it outside, it will be robbed. It will be troublesome to put it in the storage bag, making him not know what to do.

Seeing his hesitation, the big man knew that Zhang Wen was tempted, and immediately said to Golden Dragon: "I will stay in Xingyuan recently, what do you think I should do about this matter?"

The thing he asked about was about Zhang Ain crushing the little golden star and calling the golden dragon over. After hearing this, Golden Dragon said: "Why are you asking me? You have to ask him what he wants me to do." He looked at Zhang Afraid as he spoke.

Hearing the big man ask Golden Dragon, Zhang Wen's heart became clear. The big man was telling him, do whatever you want. If you exchange for the heart of God, the big man will protect him in Xingyuan.

So, he felt deeply grateful in his heart, but it was precisely because of the gratitude the big man gave him that he did not dare to accept the exchange. Zhang was afraid of not wanting to trouble the big man.

Feng Chen is a master. After listening to such explicit words, he understood what everyone was thinking, and immediately said: "Although the heart of God is difficult to refine, there are always people who have succeeded. As far as I know, three people have succeeded in refining the weapon, and every time On the day when a divine weapon is refined, the person who made it will continuously make breakthroughs and advance, and their cultivation will be improved again and again.”

Feng Chen was persuading Zhang Ai, but Zhang Ai remained silent and found it difficult to make a decision. Seeing that he was in trouble again and again, the big man spoke again: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just talk about how much spiritual wine you want to exchange."

Feng Chen thought about it and asked, "Are there any items like spiritual energy pills?" Since it is for cultivators in the city within the realm, wouldn't it be better if we get some spiritual pills that are more helpful for practice?

Zhang Ain replied: "Yes." He said yes, and the golden dragon followed up and said: "Just in time, you exchange for the spiritual elixir, I want the spiritual wine."

In the past, the gods often went down to the underworld and brought back many elixirs by snatching and buying them, but spiritual wine was rare. As time went by, the elixir became more and more difficult to find. The gods could not meet the needs of the cultivators in the city in the world, so they stopped tossing and stopped going down to the world.

But in my heart, I always felt indebted to the cultivators in Jiezhongcheng, so as soon as I heard that Zhang was afraid of spiritual wine, the gods came quickly regardless of whether it was true or false. What I want to do is to get more spiritual wine and give some surprises to the cultivators in Jiezhongcheng.

They believed that Zhang was afraid that it was impossible to have endless elixirs, and even if he did, he wouldn't have that many things to exchange. I just made up my mind to exchange for some spiritual wine. People will only be more tempted by things they can't get. Getting spiritual wine is a bigger surprise than getting elixir. Gods exchange spiritual wine for its comforting significance rather than its practical significance.

So when Feng Chen asked for spiritual elixir, Golden Dragon quickly asked for spiritual wine.

Of course Feng Chen refused, and said: "Who said I don't want spiritual wine? I was just asking casually." At this point, he asked Zhang Awei in a low voice: "How much spiritual wine and elixir can you produce?" Zhang Awei was surrounded by one sentence. Go in, you have to ask for my big piece of useless iron.

Zhang Ain looked at the transparent silk thread on his little finger and whispered: "It won't be more than the spiritual wine used to exchange for Tiantang Silk."

Hearing what he said, Feng Chen hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Absolutely, how much spirit wine did the Golden Dragon exchange for?"

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