I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 252 Repairing the Golden Scissors

Looking at Xie Lingyun's receding back, Zhang Chen looked at the thunder and lightning rolling in the clouds.

"Only cultivating the soul without cultivating magic power is a huge flaw." Zhang Chen shook his head secretly, put on a straw hat and raincoat, and walked out of the inn silently in the rain.

Now that thunder is rumbling in the sky, it is a good opportunity for me to take advantage of the chaos and leave.

The night was dead silent and the streets were empty. Even though people were cheering for the rain, no one dared to go out on the streets and act wildly. After all, the curfew of this era was no joke.

Zhang Chen didn't want to cause trouble, so he put on an invisibility talisman and walked on the street. When he was halfway through the city, the rain in the sky stopped abruptly, and even the dark clouds in the sky dissipated at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Chen took off his bamboo hat and threw it on the street. Who knows which passerby will benefit from it tomorrow? He looked up at the black cloud that was dispersing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and said thoughtfully: "So, if someone can control the wind and rain, can't he restrain all the Yin God cultivators in the world?"

To be precise, anything below the Yang God can be restrained.

Zhang Chen hid himself all the way and returned to the cave to hide. Then he picked up the jade box and looked at the two brushes with a thoughtful look.

“Can these two brushes be refined by my Five-Colored Divine Light, so that my Five-Colored Divine Light can derive more powerful power?” A thought flashed secretly in Zhang Chen’s mind.

He began to think about these two brushes, but these two brushes were not simple, and it was not easy to refine them.

For now, he only has the Qi Confinement Technique to draw out the Yin and Yang Qi, but compared to the entire Yin and Yang system in the brush, the Yin and Yang Qi he draws out is just a drop in the ocean.

Zhang Chen did not dare to open the box to extract the Yin and Yang energies, lest the brushes take the opportunity to escape, so he could only stare at the two brushes in the box with envy from outside the box.

After thinking for a long time without any solution, Zhang Chen could only put the jade box away and wait for the opportunity to refine it in the future. As for returning it to Chen Xu?

What a joke! The treasure is already in my hands, why should I give it back?

Just when Zhang Chen put the box into his sleeve, a whistling sound suddenly came from the furnace. The golden scissors turned into two illusory transparent dragons, one black and one white, which kept stirring the furnace upside down, causing the entire Bagua furnace to vibrate.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Chen frowned when he sensed the changes in the golden scissors in the Bagua furnace. He saw the golden scissors constantly turning in the Bagua furnace, stirring up the sea of ​​fire that kept rolling and boiling.

At this time, a will emerged in Zhang Chen's heart. An inexplicable desire came from the dark, constantly longing for something from Zhang Chen. The will was confused and hazy, because the will was too weak to clearly convey its thoughts.

But Zhang Chen is not a stupid person. Looking at the two real dragons, one black and one white, making a fuss, Zhang Chen remembered the origin of the golden scissors. The golden scissors are a treasure transformed from the innate yin and yang embryo, and the two brushes in his hands seem to be made of the innate yin and yang essence, right?

"Could it be that the golden scissors wanted to devour the two brushes to repair its injuries?" Zhang Chen had a guess in his mind at this time, and then took the jade box out of his sleeve again. Sure enough, as Zhang Chen took out the jade box again, the two real dragons transformed by the golden scissors in the alchemy furnace kept shaking, and the urgent desire became more and more urgent.

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment when he saw this, and the next moment he threw the jade box directly into the Bagua furnace, and then he saw two real dragons, one black and one white, soaring into the sky and directly coiling around the jade box. As the two real dragons rubbed against each other, he saw that the six-word mantra on the jade box was actually directly worn out by the golden scissors. Then he saw two brushes taking advantage of the situation to drill out of the jade box and were about to disappear into the void. However, the two illusory real dragons, one black and one white, transformed by the golden scissors suddenly opened their mouths. The two brushes seemed to foresee that something was wrong and hurriedly dodged left and right, but there seemed to be an inexplicable suction force in the mouths of the real dragons, and that suction force suppressed the void, so that the two brushes could not drill into the void and escape.

The two brushes saw that they were restrained, and the next moment they turned into two streams of air, one black and one white, that intertwined with each other, and were about to take the opportunity to escape. However, the two real dragons sneezed, directly spraying the airflows, and spraying them from the state of yin and yang energy back to the state of brushes. Then, without waiting for the two brushes to react, the real dragon stretched out its neck, opened its bloody mouth like a bottomless abyss, and swallowed the brushes one by one.

The black true dragon devours the black brush, and the white true dragon devours the white brush.

As the two brushes were swallowed into the stomach, the two illusory dragons, one black and one white, began to shrink continuously, becoming only a few meters in length, but they were lifelike and extremely solid, just like two real dragons.

Looking closely at the two meter-long real dragons, their bodies were covered with marks of cracks and looked extremely scary, as if they could break into pieces at any time and turn into countless pieces of debris.

“The Golden Scissors have been repaired to a certain extent. From now on, as long as I continue to seek various magical objects in the world to nourish and repair the scars on the Golden Scissors, the Golden Scissors will be able to regain its former power. Now that it has swallowed the brush, it is hard to say to what extent the Golden Scissors have been repaired. After all, it takes a certain amount of time to digest the two brushes.” Zhang Chen knew clearly in his heart that the Golden Scissors must be alive, at least not like in the past when it would die at any time.

At this moment, the two real dragons, one black and one white, intertwined and rolled up, passed through the Bagua furnace, and turned into a pair of gray and inconspicuous scissors, falling into the palm of Zhang Chen's hand.

They were not black scissors, nor were they white scissors, but rather grayish scissors.

The scissors were very small, just like a smaller pair of ordinary household scissors. The entire pair of scissors was gray and covered with dense cracks. The cracks seemed like they could break at any time, which was frightening.

However, as the owner of the scissors, Zhang Chen could feel that there was an endless power inside the scissors that was repairing the wounds.

But the repair process is very slow and takes an extremely long time.

Zhang Chen stroked the gray scissors and said, "I wonder how powerful the golden shears can be now?"

Zhang Chen looked around but didn't see anyone he could experiment with.

Just as Zhang Chen was holding the golden scissors and pondering, suddenly the scissors in his hand vibrated slightly. There seemed to be a gray world in the gray golden scissors. In that world, there were two brush-shaped objects flashing, as if constantly resisting the refining of the golden scissors.

However, this world is different from the black and white world that Zhang Chen enchanted. The black and white world in front of him is full of flowing innate yin and yang energies.

As the owner of the golden scissors, Zhang Chen felt as if his will had become one with the golden scissors. In an instant, the world before his eyes changed and he had entered a world of black and white.

Zhang Chen's will manifested, and he stood in the world at this moment, holding a pair of gray scissors in his hand. In that black and white world, two brushes turned into two black and white fish that kept colliding with each other, as if they wanted to escape from this black and white space at any time.

And in the distant time and space, there seemed to be two invisible silk threads hanging down from the darkness, hooking the two fish and becoming the fixed coordinates of the two fish's anchors, causing the two fish to constantly collide in the black and white world, just trying to escape by following the traction of the silk threads.

Zhang Chen looked at the thread, and suddenly he understood something in his mind: "That is the cause and effect from Chen Xu." At this time, the thread was taut, constantly pulling the two fish. Zhang Chen picked up the scissors in his hand and subconsciously cut the thread. Then he saw the thread of cause and effect broke directly. The two fish lost their anchors, and kept swimming in the void with helpless faces, completely losing the ability to resist.

The next moment, Zhang Chen regained consciousness and looked down at the gray scissors. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "Isn't this golden scissors too powerful? Can it even cut off cause and effect?"

Zhang Chen was secretly shocked by the power of the golden scissors. The next moment, the golden scissors turned into a stream of black and white light and poured into his mouth, then returned to the magic weapon, the blue lotus, along the acupoints throughout his body.

For some reason, with the golden scissors guarding him, Zhang Chen suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of security.

“Next, we just need to wait for the golden shears to slowly wear away those two brushes.” Zhang Chen’s eyes showed a hint of joy.

Of course, the thing that made him happiest was that he had solved the problem of the emperor's daughter. He felt very happy in his heart. This time, there was no reason for this girl to come looking for him again.

Zhang Chen began to pass on the blame:
"Although it is my fault that the Emperor's daughter's tomb was exposed, does that mean the Emperor's daughter has no responsibility? Doesn't the Emperor have any responsibility? Wouldn't it be better if the tomb was opened to me earlier? Wouldn't I have to go to so much trouble to seize the pearl?"

At dawn, a familiar figure was seen walking from the foot of the mountain, and Zhong Xiang walked from the bottom of the mountain to the top.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Chen was holding Zhao Lie and petting the cat. When he saw Zhong Xiang approaching, he secretly became alert.

Seeing Zhang Chen guarding against him like a thief, Zhong Xiang was immediately furious, but thinking that he was about to leave the Northland, he suppressed his anger and said, "I will leave the Northland soon. My grandfather will host a banquet for you at the manor tomorrow at noon. It's your choice whether to go or not."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Xiang turned around and left proudly, as if he didn't want to stay with Zhang Chen for even a quarter of an hour.

Zhang Chen looked at Zhong Xiang's receding back, thinking in his heart: "Is he leaving? Yes, Chen Sanliang is useless, why should he stay in this desolate northern land?"

Looking at Zhong Xiang's receding back, Zhang Chen continued to pet the cat. As for the exploration of the spiritual world, he had temporarily stopped it for the past few days. He still needed to conserve his magic power to deal with unknown situations.

Zhang Chen picked up the honey and fed it to the demon king Zhao Lie, thinking in his heart: "Mr. Wu invited me to a banquet, should I go or not?"

"Go! After all, Mr. Wu is now one of my connections and needs to be maintained well." Zhang Chen muttered.

On the second day, Zhang Chen left the fox fairy girl in the mountains to guard the Bagua furnace, and he went down the mountain alone wearing a bamboo hat. However, when he was halfway there, passing by the ruins of the Emperor's Daughter's Tomb, Zhang Chen saw a figure.

At this time, Chen Xu was lying on the ruins of the Emperor's Daughter's Tomb, constantly moving rubble, as if he was digging something.

"This kid actually escaped from the Pingbian Palace?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhong Xiang's busy back and felt a little curious: "Could there be some treasure under the imperial daughter's tomb?"

Zhang Chen hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not step forward to greet Chen Xu. He also did not want to deprive Chen Xu of his opportunity. After all, he had already seized Chen Xu's black and white brush, and he could not bully him like this.

Zhang Chen glanced at Chen Xu. Logically speaking, he still owed him the money, but he had saved his life before, so he considered it a repayment.

Zhang Chen walked quietly all the way to the Zhong family manor, then put on an invisibility talisman and came to the backyard of the Zhong family, where he saw Zhong Xiang standing in the yard practicing calligraphy.

"What subject are you studying?" Zhang Chen removed the invisibility talisman and stepped forward to ask.

"My little grandfather has figured out some ideas about psychology in recent days. I took them to study." Zhong Xiang did not hide it.

Zhang Chen secretly shook his head when he heard this. He thought that it was just a waste of time for Mr. Wu to delve into the philosophy of mind. After all, he had already taught the essence of the philosophy of mind to Mr. Young.

It can be said that the overall situation of Xinxue has now been settled. Unless Xiaoxiansheng dies, or if he takes a different path and makes new interpretations outside of Xinxue, otherwise he will only be making wedding dresses for Xiaoxiansheng and adding bricks and tiles for him.

"Come with me, your grandpa is waiting for you in the backyard." Zhong Xiang put away the book and said to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen followed behind Zhong Xiang, looking at his slender back, and finally his eyes fell on Zhong Xiang's butt.

Zhong Xiang felt as if his buttocks were pricked by a needle. He suddenly stopped and glared at Zhang Chen: "Where are you looking?"

Zhang Chen ignored Zhong Xiang's anger, stepped forward and slapped Zhong Xiang on the butt, then squeezed it hard: "You know what, your butt is pretty good."

Zhong Xiang was so angry that he stepped on Zhang Chen's toes, causing Zhang Chen to grimace in pain. Then Zhong Xiang said angrily, "If you dare to touch me again, I'll chop off your paws."

"We are all men, why are you so stingy? At most, you touch mine, and I'll let you touch me as much as you want and tell you to touch me back." Zhang Chen muttered in dissatisfaction.

Zhong Xiang was so angry after hearing this that he stopped talking. There was no way he could argue with this jerk, so he simply stopped arguing and just flicked his sleeves and quickly walked towards the backyard. He didn't want to stay with him for even a quarter of an hour.

Zhang Chen smiled when he saw this, thinking that Zhong Xiang was too stingy, but he did not continue to make any moves and just followed him.

Under a big banyan tree in the backyard, Mr. Wu sat under the tree with a pale face playing the piano. The sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant, like the tinkling of flowing water under a small bridge, slowly coming in the yard.

Zhong Xiang and Zhang Chen stood aside, waiting for Master Wu to play the piano. Zhang Chen looked at Master Wu's pale face and thought to himself, "Master Wu seems to have suffered a trauma? And the injury is not light? This guy is anxious to return to Kyoto, and does not continue to investigate the tree coffin and the God and Demon Tomb. I am afraid it is also related to his injury. If the Pingbian Palace really rises and then makes a move, he will be in trouble! The situation in the north is complicated now, and it is best for him to withdraw as soon as possible."

After a long time, the piano music stopped. Mr. Wu turned his head and looked at Zhang Chen with a smile: "Why are you still standing there? Come up and sit down. Coming here is like coming to your own home. Don't be too polite. If you are too polite, it will be awkward."

(End of this chapter)