Ask for advice
After Sun Weiwei left, Zhao Rui returned to the living room, feeling like he was thinking about continuing to watch TV, so he half leaned on the sofa and turned his thoughts to how to improve his own strength.
Zhao Rui has already cultivated the "Eight Desolation Killing Immortal Art" to the early stage of god refining. For a cultivator, it is unimaginable to cultivate to Zhao Rui's level in such a short period of time. Li Lingfeng, who is currently the top powerhouse in the cultivation world, is far behind Shushan Sword Sect.
However, the journey of cultivation, the more difficult and dangerous it goes, and Zhao Rui is no exception.
Since he entered the early stage of refining gods, the progress of his cultivation has slowed down significantly compared with the birth period.
It's not that he didn't work hard. In fact, he spent no less time and energy on cultivation than before. He absorbed more spiritual energy from the world through various treasures than before.
However, it is far from enough to break through the early stage of god refinement and reach the realm of the middle stage of god refinement.
In order to make the second soul in the dantian, who is still in childhood, grow into a demon in youth, he needs to continue to practice hard to obtain more heaven and earth aura.
Of course, it will also take a long time to accumulate.
Zhao Rui knew in his heart that he could only practice step by step, and he couldn't be in a hurry, and it was useless to be in a hurry.
However, now that there are many crises and powerful enemies are around, he must improve his strength in the shortest possible time to deal with the killers sent by the Shi family and the unknown group.
It's just how to improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time?
Zhao Rui thought about it. While taking out the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife from the Qiankun Ring, he held it in his hand and played with it carefully. The blade was curved like a new moon, and the blade was sharp. It was freezing cold.
The surface of the magic knife reflects the sunlight from the window, and it is as red as blood, as if the whole magic knife has been soaked in the blood of the enemy.
+ Passion This bloodthirsty magic knife is an ancient magic weapon. In ancient times, it possessed the power to cut through towering mountains. A wave that can tear the sea apart.
It's just that after experiencing the ancient war, this magic knife was frozen for thousands of years, and the demon spirit in the knife was severely injured, and its power was not as good as before.
However, although the bloodthirsty sword was injured in the ancient war. But the body of the knife didn't do much damage, but the monsters in the magic knife were severely injured. If the monsters can be restored to vitality, the power of the bloodthirsty magic knife can gradually be strengthened, and finally the glory of ancient times can be reproduced!
Zhao Rui injected the true energy in his body into the magic knife, and interacted with the demon spirit in the knife. The dark red blade glow immediately brightened, exuding a fierce murderous aura.
However, this is already the limit of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, as if there is an invisible resistance preventing it from displaying a stronger and more terrifying power!
Zhao Rui felt that the power displayed by the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife did not match its reputation. He also spent a lot of effort and thought of a lot of ways. He tried to recover the power of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, but the invisible barrier remained in front of him and could not be broken through.
Zhao Rui tried again, but there was no result, so he dissipated his true energy in disappointment, and put the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife back into the Qiankun Ring.
He didn't know why this happened, and there was no way to solve it for a while.
Leaning on the sofa. Stretching out two fingers, Zhao Rui rubbed his forehead with some headaches. Think carefully, how can the power of the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife be further exerted,
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, thinking that Daoist Xuan Ling, the great master of refining weapons in the cultivation world, might be able to provide him with some help.
Zhao Rui quickly took out the Nine Palaces Piercing Order from the Qiankun Ring, entered the illusion of Tianfu, and looked for the Taoist Xuanling.
Zhao Rui hasn't been to the Tianfu Illusion for a while, but the scenery in the Tianfu Illusion does not seem to have changed. In the vast sea of clouds, the hanging island stands in the air. lively.
Zhao Rui walked through the huge square, passed through the crowds of practitioners and ghosts, and came to the shop of the Artifact Refining Sect on the hanging island.
Besides the Danding faction, the shops belonging to the Artifact Refining School on Hanging Island are the busiest. Cultivators and demons come in and out, looking at all kinds of treasures in the shop with burning eyes, hoping to get one back.
For cultivators, magic tools undoubtedly have a huge effect.
A superior magic weapon can not only enhance their strength, but may even help them defeat higher-level cultivators!
Because of this, no matter if they are cultivators or demons, they all hope that they can obtain a good magic weapon.
The artifacts made by the Artifact Refining Sect are top-notch in terms of quality and power, and are naturally the first choice for all cultivators.
It's just that there are too many monks and too little porridge, and the artifacts made by the Artifact Refining Sect are not cheap. Most people can only sigh and salivate.
Artifact Refining Sect
The shops on the island are very large, like ancient palaces, and many refiners are responsible for reception.
However, these disciples generally looked arrogant, with their heads slightly raised, as if they liked to buy or not.
Although the customers who entered the store had complaints in their hearts, they dared not say it out of their mouths.
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The store bullies the customers, and the customers bully the store.
Given the great reputation of the Artifact Refining School in the cultivation world, these disciples of the Artifact Refining School do have arrogance.
Zhao Rui arrived at the door of the shop of the Artifact Sect, and was about to enter. A disciple of the Artifact Sect recognized him a long time ago, and suddenly changed his expression to a warm smile, and trotted up to him, saying : "Oh, isn't this Senior Ming Ling? Why are you here? Please come in quickly, please come in quickly."
While talking, he made a please gesture.
Zhao Rui was startled for a moment, then remembered that Mingling was the pseudonym he had told Xuanling Daoist, but because it was too long, he almost forgot it.
So, he nodded with a smile, and entered the shop under the guidance of the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect.
The disciple of the Artifact Refining School let Zhao Rui sit in the VIP seat in the store, and then served tea and water, very attentive. Because they all know that Zhao Rui is a distinguished guest of their master Xuanling Daoist. Back then, some disciples in the sect were kicked out of the Artifact Sect by the master because they offended Ming Ling. Disrespectful?
"Who is this guy?"
"How can the people of the Artifact Sect be so respectful?"
"Yeah! What's the origin of this guy?"
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Other customers in the store were stunned when they saw the arrogant disciple of the Artifact Refining Sect suddenly become so enthusiastic, and began to whisper and guess Zhao Rui's identity.
Zhao Rui pretended not to hear what these people were talking about, and turned to ask a disciple of the Artifact Sect.
"Is the Taoist Xuanling here?"
"Senior Mingling, the ancestor is not here now, but he will be here later, why don't you wait here for a while?" The disciple of the Artifact Refining School replied respectfully.
"Okay." Zhao Rui nodded, and then waved his hand, letting the disciples of the Artifact Refining Sect go about their own business, while he continued to sit on the chair, waiting for the Taoist Xuanling.
Not long after, with a long laugh, Daoist Xuanling floated in from outside the door under the surprised and admiring eyes of everyone, and came straight to Zhao Rui.
"Oh my, fellow Daoist Mingling, long time no see!" Daoist Xuanling chuckled, with a kind expression on his face, completely incompatible with his unapproachable reputation.
Zhao Rui also smiled and said: "It's been a long time, Master Xuanling. I'm here this time because I have a problem, and I need your advice."
Xuan Ling stroked his beard and smiled: "Hehe, I knew that if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. If you have any problems, fellow Taoists, just say it, and I will do my best to help you answer it."
Zhao Rui pulled Xuanling to a corner away from other people, then took out the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife from the Qiankun Ring, and handed it to Xuanling: "I have a treasure here, I hope you can take a look at it for me."
Zhao Rui is not afraid of exposing this treasure in the illusion of Tianfu. Even if the Xuanling Taoist accidentally spreads this matter, it will not affect him in any way.
Because in this heavenly blessing illusion, his image has completely changed, no one can recognize him in reality, let alone find his trace in the vast crowd!
Holding the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, Daoist Xuanling carefully sized it up for a while. The expression on his face was first puzzled, then extreme shock, and finally extremely excited, even his body trembled slightly.
He stroked the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife carefully, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible. How can such a treasure exist?"
"What's the matter? Daoist Xuanling?" Zhao Rui was a little amused by Xuanling's appearance, so he patted him on the shoulder and asked.
Xuan Ling gave a jolt, came back to his senses, then stared at him in shock, and stammered and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ming Ling, you... how did you get this fairy family treasure?" What? This... this... this is a powerful magic weapon from ancient times—the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife! It should be impossible for such a fairy treasure to exist in this world!!"