C59 Refining the Spirit Corpse

During the three days Lu Changkong was recuperating, a strange old man appeared. Every time he came, his face would be cold, as if he was unwilling to treat Lu Changkong's injuries. Every time, he would carefully and diligently examine Lu Changkong's injuries before leaving without saying a word.

With his help, Lu Changkong's injuries healed within three days, and his physique even became stronger. However, not only did he block Lu Changkong's words of thanks, he also coldly stopped it. He didn't even look at them directly and said: "Treating your injuries, this is an insult to my medical skills. " He turned around and left.

Not long after he left, Hai Yun, Gong Cangfeng, and a middle-aged scholar came to visit. After some small talk, Hai Yun introduced, "This is the world's number one weapons craftsman, the famous Bailian Sheng, Mister Bai. "

Lu Changkong cupped his hands and said: "I have been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. "

"No, no!" Bailian Sheng said. "Mr Lu's name is like thunder in my ears. I deeply admire his courage to gamble his life with three swords. Therefore, I came uninvited to help Mr Lu refine a profound armor. I believe that the armor that I refined with this little bit of skill of mine can still allow Sword Ancestor to have sixty percent sword qi in an instant. "

"Thank you for your good intentions, sir. " Lu Changkong thought for a moment and said, "I would like to ask you to help me refine two sets of protective profound armor for my Spiritual Corpse. I wonder if you can lower yourself to help me?"

Hai Yun secretly cursed when she heard this. Bailian Sheng's magic treasure was extremely difficult to obtain, and the famous experts of both the righteous and evil paths were extremely respectful to him. If it wasn't for Hai Yun's kind request, Bailian Sheng wouldn't have taken the initiative to pay a visit and forge weapons for others. Now that Lu Changkong had asked him to forge armor for his Spiritual Corpse, wouldn't Bailian Sheng fly into a rage?

"Mr Lu knows how to control corpses?" Bailian Sheng was pleasantly surprised, but there was a trace of expectation in his voice. "Can I take a look at Mr Lu's two Spiritual Corpse corpses first?"

"My sect is famous for their corpse control, so I have also refined two Spiritual Corpse weapons. " Lu Changkong raised his hand and released the King Corpse weapon from his ring.

"This is. . . " Bailian Sheng took a closer look at the two Spiritual Corpse weapons and said. "These two Spiritual Corpse warriors were injured by the heavenly lightning?"

"Mister, you have good eyesight. My two Spiritual Corpse warriors were indeed injured by the heavenly lightning. "

"Tribulation lightning?" Bailian Sheng looked at it again and again with great interest. He nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed the traces of tribulation lightning. Mr Lu was brilliant. He was able to withstand the tribulation lightning even though he was only at the Spiritual Corpse. He was impressed and impressed. Two profound armors will be delivered within three days. What other requests does Mr Lu have?"

After Lu Changkong explained the requirements of the armor in detail, he said," If it is convenient for mister, can you help me refine two more weapons for Spiritual Corpse? "

"It's nothing, it's nothing. " Bailian Sheng hesitated for a while and said, "Does Mr Lu know how to refine weapons?"

After asking, Bailian Sheng laughed and said, "I'm confused. The five flying swords that Mr Lu refined are of extraordinary quality. How can they not know how to forge weapons?"

"That wasn't refined by me. " Lu Changkong did not hide anything and said, "Those five flying swords were refined by my master. I really do not know how to refine weapons. "

"Oh! I will not disturb Mr Lu's rest. " Bailian Sheng cupped his hands in disappointment and bid farewell. When he walked to the door, he could not help but turn around and say: "Has Mr Lu ever thought about using refining techniques to refine Spiritual Corpse? I mean, Spiritual Corpse is also a kind of magic weapon in a sense. If it is used appropriately, it can also be refined using refining techniques. "

Lu Changkong's eyes lit up and said, "Refining corpses using refining techniques, why didn't I think of that? Is this method feasible? It should be possible. . . "

Bailian Sheng said with a pleading tone," If Mr Lu intends to refine a Spiritual Corpse, can you allow me to watch? This. . . My request is a bit rude. If Mr Lu agrees, I am willing to return it with any conditions. "

Bailian Sheng had refined all kinds of magic tools in the world, and he had a deep understanding of puppet techniques. However, he had never refined a Spiritual Corpse before. He had long wanted to try refining a corpse using refining techniques, but there were too few corpses that met the requirements. Although there were a few extremely powerful flying yakshas in Maoshan, how could the sect's treasure be used for him to experiment?

Who would have thought that Lu Changkong would actually bring out two rare Spiritual Corpse? This was truly a response to the saying, "You will find them by stepping on iron shoes and searching for them everywhere. You won't even need to waste your effort to get them. "

Lu Changkong smiled and said, "Mister Bai, what are you talking about? Changkong can't wait to get guidance from the world's number one weapons craftsman. "

"Good! Good! Good! Come, let's study the method of refining corpses first. " Bailian Sheng actually ignored that there were still people present. He left Hai Yun, who was shaking her head and smiling bitterly, and directly pulled Lu Changkong into the inner chambers.

Hai Yun shook her head and said, "Mister Bai did not sleep or eat when he was refining. I wonder when he will be waiting. Mr Cui, please take care of Mr. Bai. If Mr Lu comes out, please tell him to refine the corpse in peace. Hai Yun will go to Elder Jian now and ask him to bet a few more days on the date of the bet. "

He ordered again. "Uncle Gong, go and gather all the experts in the village to guard this place. No one is allowed to disturb us. Anyone who trespass will be killed without exception. "

Kuan Qixia hurriedly thanked Hai Yun and sent her out of the hospital before rushing back to guard the door.

Besides, Lu Changkong and Bailian Sheng were in the room. They actually had a conversation with each other because of the spleen and stomach, which made them hate to see each other later. What was rare was that. . . Bailian Sheng had given his all for Lu Changkong, who had become familiar with each other at first sight, to come up with a few plans to refine corpses in a row. Although Lu Changkong did not know how to refine weapons, However, he clearly remembered the forging method of the genius of cultivation, Three Madness and One Egg. He was also familiar with the records of forging weapons in Houqing's Nine Evil Scriptures, and every time he made a suggestion, he would be able to point out the key points. Bailian Sheng's eyes lit up with some wonderful ideas.

The more the two talked, the more they got along. Bailian Sheng simply pulled Lu Changkong along and bowed to him, becoming him and the big brother who urged him to die. The three brothers drank to their heart's content that night, and they were completely drunk. Bailian Sheng, who was so drunk that he was dizzy, proposed a bold idea at the table, "Feeding corpses and refining corpses as one. "

The next morning, Bailian Sheng woke up while rubbing his aching head. He saw Lu Changkong sitting in the middle of the room with his legs crossed, staring at the Nine-beast Immortal Devouring Cauldron in front of him without blinking.

Bailian Sheng rubbed his eyes and asked, "Changkong, what are you doing?"

"Big brother, I think what you said yesterday is feasible!" Lu Changkong did not even look at him and said, "If it was someone else, they might not be able to do it at the same time as refining corpses, but I have Nine-beast Immortal Devouring Cauldron that can absorb evil energy, so I should have more than 60% chance of success. "

"But, ordinary corpses can't withstand the refinement of the Profound Fire. If you use your two Spiritual Corpse corpses and fail. . . "

"In this world, Spiritual Corpse can only be chanced upon by luck, even if I don't refine them now. . . In the future, we will use these two Spiritual Corpse corpses to test our hypothesis. Why don't we take this opportunity to make a bet? " Lu Changkong gritted his teeth and said," Although I am also a little worried, Isn't it also a risk to become an immortal? Once you fail to transcend your tribulation, you will lose even more miserably. "

"Since you have decided, then give it a try! I will hold the line for you. "

After Lu Changkong nodded and released the two Spiritual Corpse weapons, he was in a dilemma. He was not completely confident that he could win the battle between King Corpse and Soul Catcher. How could he choose between King Corpse and Soul Catcher? Finally, Lu Changkong gritted his teeth and put King Corpse into the cauldron. Bailian Sheng said in a deep voice, "Use the Profound Bomb to hit the corpse!"

Lu Changkong released thousands of lightning bolts and swept them from King Corpse's head to his feet. The lightning sparks flew across King Corpse's steel-like body, and some of the rotten flesh that could not withstand the lightning bolts slowly fell off. Without the protection of the armor, the King Corpse's body was constantly covered in bumps and hollows. One could clearly see the joints of the muscles in the shallow areas, and white bones in the depths.

No matter how well preserved a Spiritual Corpse was, he was still a corpse, and it was impossible for him to be perfect. Lu Changkong removed the rotten flesh from the corpse, and used the same method to remove the impurities from the metal before refining it. This made it even more difficult for him to operate.

"Alright!" Bailian Sheng nodded and said, "It will attract evil energy and use it to nourish the corpse. "

Lu Changkong formed a hand seal, and the Qi Gathering Formation in the cauldron started circulating like a crazy vortex. The nine ferocious beasts on the cauldron opened their mouths and absorbed all the evil energy within a few hundred miles. Looking from outside the room, The nine streams of black energy were like nine strange pythons, meandering towards Lu Changkong's room from all directions. With a whistling sound, the evil wind poured into the Nine-beast Immortal Devouring Cauldron and condensed into a black liquid that looked like ink. Slowly, it covered the King Corpse's tall body. The dark King Corpse slowly opened his eyes and unleashed two rays of blood-red light, like a flood dragon swimming in the black waves. He was fierce, domineering, and sinister.

"King Corpse has a will!" Lu Changkong joyfully threw the corpse crystal left by the three madmen and one egg into the furnace. When he saw the corpse crystal sinking into his skull, his breathing became rapid. The miracle that he had been waiting for was about to happen.

Two hours had passed, but Lu Changkong's heart gradually sank. According to his estimation, the wounds on the King Corpse should have muscles growing out from the Qi of Qi. However, after two hours, there was no reaction from a King Corpse. Even when the sun was setting, there was still no sign of flesh growing on the wounds of a King Corpse.

Lu Changkong had no choice but to stop his tempering temporarily. He murmured, "What's wrong with that? What exactly is wrong with it? . . . A corpse? Living people? A living person? A corpse! "

"A corpse, a living person!" Bailian Sheng also muttered those two words.

At the same time, they were thinking about a problem. "The difference between a corpse and a living person. Theoretically, a successfully tempered Spiritual Corpse should be able to grow skin like a living person, but why is there no reaction from a King Corpse?"

Lu Changkong was lost in his thoughts and forgot about the time. He did not know how long he had been standing outside the door, but he suddenly heard someone shout, "Quick, look! A King Corpse has moved!"

"What!?" Lu Changkong, Bailian Sheng took a few steps back and crouched at the mouth of the cauldron. He was stunned when he saw King Corpse pinching a man's neck and sucking his blood. The man, who was carried in the air, kept twitching. The muscles on his body dried up inch by inch, and soon he became a dried corpse.

King Corpse threw away the man in his hand and reached out his claw to grab the man who was trembling in fear at the bottom of the cauldron. Without a doubt, that man had become his food again.

Lu Changkong and Bailian Sheng asked at the same time, "What's going on?"

"I heard you guys talking about something. Corpses, living people. I went to catch a few grandsons of Cangwu Sect and threw them in. " He urged his life with a smile. " All of you are good people. You don't have the heart to feed living people to their corpses. My bad reputation is outside of this. I don't care about that "

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Bailian Sheng was so angry that he jumped up and said: "I didn't mean that at all. Why did you throw a living person in? You are such a smart person. Why are you doing things so recklessly this time? "

"That's not what I meant!" Anxious for his life, he hurriedly said, "Then quickly take it out!"