Immortal Road.

Chapter 362: Unexpected Entry, Victims Arrive

"Gray True Ink Divine Grass!"

The Black Skull Demon Lord recognized it at the first sight. The soul fire in his skull raged, burning so fiercely that it almost overflowed from his eye sockets!

This treasure, which is the dream of soul cultivators, is something it is very familiar with.

Although this grass was not rare in ancient times, many soul cultivators would find it and refine it into soul treasures, but with the continuous change of times and the great changes in the environment of heaven and earth, many of the former natural treasures have disappeared in the long river of history.

In the current environment of the cultivation world, the path of soul pills is gradually declining, while the path of golden pills is always popular. Therefore, the newly born spiritual flowers and herbs in the world will also be matched with it in a dark way.

Soul grass like this, if it were not for the ancient battlefield of the evil demons from outer space, would have basically become extinct in the world long ago due to the genes reversion caused by the void factors over the years.

"You can even find this thing! Aren't you a disaster star? How did your luck change recently?"

The Black Skull Demon Lord couldn't even speak clearly, one could imagine how shocked he was.

Lin Shan spread his hands helplessly: "What's wrong with the disaster star? Can't the disaster star change luck? So you always want me to be unlucky, right?"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

The Black Skull Demon Lord gradually came to his senses. This old monster was very smart and was best at figuring out and analyzing things.

"As the saying goes, fortunes often come from the shadow of disasters, and disasters often come from the shadow of fortunes."

"You are a disaster star. Wherever you go, disaster will come. As long as there are always unlucky people taking the blame for you, it stands to reason that good fortune will always come to make up for it later."

"So every time you get an opportunity, it means someone else is unlucky. This is the way of balance, and the law of nature will always pay off."

“But don’t be too proud.”

It seriously reminded Lin Shan and warned him that everything has its limits.

"When you were weak, your fate was indeed strange, and many people fell into your trap without realizing it."

"However, there are always those with extraordinary fates who can offset or even ignore your bad luck. Then you may suffer the consequences yourself!"

"for example?"

"Like, uh."

The Black Skull Demon Lord stood there in a daze for a long time, not knowing what example to give to refute.

Although it was knowledgeable and experienced, it really couldn't think of any fate in the underworld that was more powerful than the disaster-stricken star in the sky.

If you ask it whether there are stronger people in the fairyland, it will undoubtedly know that there are, but it has never been to the fairyland, so how can it know?
Lin Shan curled his lips and sneered.

Even his good brother Lin Fan, a man of fortune, had to take the blame for him when he was young, so who are the others?

It’s not that I look down on you. If my cultivation was not insufficient, I would have already fought my way to the Ninth Heaven to inherit my Star Palace!

The Black Skull Demon Lord didn't know about his past with Lin Fan, he just repeatedly emphasized his own subjective opinion.

"The star destiny is not omnipotent. The sins you have committed in the past will always be repaid one day, so you must be careful and do more good deeds to accumulate merit."

Lin Shan was impatient to interrupt it and was too lazy to listen to its rambling.

"What kind of merits are you cultivating? If you are a righteous person, it's fine. But you are a skeleton monster from the hell world. Why is it so weird for you to persuade people to do good deeds?"

"No, I mean, good things should be shared with others."

"Sharing is useless. You should refine your own soul treasure for me first!"

Lin Shan then realized that this guy had set his sights on the soul grass. However, this was a rare soul treasure material, so he thought about using it on himself.

"Brother, I want to refine a soul treasure for you. Naturally, I will make it for you according to the highest configuration at this stage. The method of refining the ancient soul-slaying flying knife happens to be in my mind!"

The Black Skull Demon Lord looked confident, his tone was sonorous and decisive, showing the demeanor of a master.

It was the first time that Lin Shan saw this wretched fellow's appearance change so drastically, and he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant.

"What do you mean?"

"I can refine a complete set of soul-slaying flying knives for you. They can be used separately or combined into a formation, just like your Ming Snake Tushita Flag. It is a set of top-level magic weapons. Twelve flying knives form a soul-slaying knife formation, which is enough to make any Jindan-stage cultivator extremely fearful!"

"Ok, Ok."

Lin Shan nodded with satisfaction. A top-level magic weapon, that’s pretty good.

"However, the number of magic weapons in a set is also very particular when it comes to refining equipment."

The Black Skull Demon Lord explained to him the ins and outs of it.

"For example, there are twelve Ming Snake Tushita flags in total, each with three magic prohibitions. Adding up to thirty-six, it is a top-level magic weapon."

"As an upgraded version of the magic weapon inscription, the magic prohibition is usually composed of three inscriptions as a system unit. It is impossible to insert one or two inscriptions separately. If you do that, it will not become a magic weapon."

"So, each of your fifteen soul grasses carries three magic prohibitions, so you will only need twelve at most. Twelve is the maximum number for a top-level magic weapon."

“What about the remaining three pieces?”

The Black Skull Demon Lord rubbed his hands and showed a meaningful expression.

"Is there any other way to say this?"

Lin Shan was a little skeptical and raised questions at the right time.

"Then if you put three magic restrictions on all fifteen leaves, for a total of forty-five magic restrictions, can't you refine it into a set of magic weapons?"

The Black Skull Demon Lord was stunned, as if he had never heard such a question before.

"The maximum number of magic restrictions for a magic weapon is thirty-six. This is the upper limit. This is the numerical limit for refining the weapon. I can't just add as many as you want!"

"Moreover, the three magic restrictions on each leaf cannot be exactly the same. Otherwise, when combined, wouldn't they still be three kinds of magic restrictions in essence?"

"Thirty-six different kinds of prohibitions, especially those suitable for the Soul-Severing Flying Knife, are the limit of what I have accumulated over the years. I really can't even describe forty-five!"

Lin Shan was not a master of weapon refining, had never refined any magic weapon, and had no knowledge of magic prohibitions. He was still skeptical when he heard this.

"Thirty-six magic prohibitions are the limit? What about spiritual treasures? They should exceed this limit, right?"

"Why don't you think of a way to get me some more magic bans, and find a way to make use of all the fifteen soul grasses and make me a spiritual treasure directly!"

"Aren't you a master of weapon refining anyway? Lingbao shouldn't be impossible for you, right?"

"I"

The Black Skull Demon Lord almost vomited out his soul fire.

"You think the ban is cabbage, you can add as much as you want?"

"If you put different magic prohibitions together, they won't become a magic weapon. Even if you force them together, they will hinder each other and their power will drop sharply. Refining is a profound knowledge. It's not something you can accomplish by just arranging and combining them freely or talking about it on paper!"

"Besides, spiritual treasures are different from magic treasures, don't even think about it!"

"Magic treasures are engraved with legal prohibitions, and spiritual treasures are engraved with spiritual prohibitions!"

"Spiritual prohibitions, I have only collected twelve of them, all of which are related to fire attributes. They are specially prepared for refining acquired spiritual treasures for my main body in the hell world."

"I don't know any of the Soul-Slaying Spiritual Inhibitions you need, so I can't refine them at all."

This was the first time that Lin Shan heard that the weapon refining master could only refine one kind of spiritual treasure due to the lack of spiritual forbidden inheritance.

Then why are you still calling yourself the weapon refining master?

So if someone wants to customize a magic weapon, they have to choose according to the person?

The Black Skull Demon Lord felt that Lin Shan was taking things for granted and was just a lucky tycoon. "Do you really think that just because you picked up an innate spiritual treasure, acquired spiritual treasures are worthless?"

"Each weapon refining master has a limited number of spiritual restrictions. At most, he can only refine a few spiritual treasures with specific properties and functions within his own ability. He can only refine spiritual treasures of different shapes and appearances based on the spiritual materials and souls provided by the buyer."

"Besides, if you don't provide me with a soul at the Nascent Soul stage to awaken my spirit, how can I refine a spiritual treasure for you?"

"Similarly, without spiritual materials above the fifth level, how can one bear the spiritual restriction?"

"Those innate spiritual treasures that automatically awaken their spirits in the world are all ancient treasures that were once refined with super-level spiritual materials. That's why they were spiritually restricted over a long period of time and transformed into spiritual treasures on their own. Do you think it's that simple?"

"These Gray True Ink Divine Grass can only be refined into top-level magic weapons at best, so just be content!"

After being scolded by the Black Skull Demon Lord, Lin Shan had no choice but to accept his fate.

The twelve god-slaying flying knives are also good. You can leave the extra ones to the skeleton monster, or you can refine three small soul treasures for it.

The Black Skull Demon Lord told him that there might not be three left in the end. There might be mistakes and losses along the way, and the refining of the weapon might not be 100% successful.

"The edges of your fifteen soul grasses are slightly yellowish. For some reason, they seem to have lost some of their essence. Even if I have the level of a weapon refining master, there is still a possibility of failure."

At this point, its tone became a little strange, and it blamed Lin Shan with disappointment, saying that not only did he not understand weapon refiners, but he couldn't even protect the spiritual flowers and herbs after picking them.

Lin Shan did not explain. He knew that this was probably because when Xiao Xibian first obtained it, he directly forced the infusion of soul power into it twice in a row, which led to the battle with the alliance of good and evil led by Zhong Shenxiu and the young master of Jiuyou.

Fortunately, it was not over-consumed and only used slightly, without damaging the essence of the plants. It should still be qualified for refining soul treasures.

After a brief discussion between the two.

"Okay, since there's nothing to do here, I'll go back first."

The Black Skull Lord jumped into the summoning vortex and then disappeared.

Lin Shan glanced around the ruins of the square, then quietly observed the Thunder Otter in the distribution room for a while. He saw that its injuries were slowly healing and its breath was steadily recovering.

He took a short rest to recover his strength and energy, and without stopping, turned around and walked back into the passage he came from.

Outside the cave, the Qingyang Peak fleet waited for three full days.

Finally Lin Shan came out.

Deacon Wu was leading his men to repair the warship, which looked as if it had just experienced a great battle.

"Master Lin, you have finished exploring the ruins!"

Lin Shan saw the light of day again, looking refreshed.

"Yes, it's over."

Looking around, he smelled a burnt smell.

"Why, did someone come here just now?"

Could it be that both the good and evil sides reacted so quickly and still refused to give up, sending people to investigate again?

Deacon Wu reported back: "Half a day ago, a group of barbarians wearing animal skins broke in, but we beat them back."

"Barbarians?"

Lin Shan felt something was wrong. Hadn't the barbarian tribes been driven to the northern part of Xiaoyizhou a long time ago? How did they enter the ancient battlefield of the evil demons from outer space through the south?

Deacon Wu said that he didn't know either. It seemed that this group of barbarians had special means to deal with the fog array wonder. They could easily break in here by relying on a kind of insect native to Xiaoyizhou to lead the way.

However, the Qingyang Peak fleet had powerful firepower. There were only two Jindan-stage cultivators in the opposing tribe, and they were blasted away by them with their equipment advantage. The ground outside was covered with dense insect corpses.

Lin Shan walked out to take a look, and saw that it was indeed rhinoceros beetles and black beetles, the most common means of the barbarian tribes in Xiaoyizhou.

"Forget it, don't worry about them. This ruin has already been explored by this Master. Let's go back to the Void Channel Base Camp to report."

He was too lazy to worry about these things. Anyway, with Lei Otter in charge, no one in Xiaoyizhou should be able to do anything to this beast.

Led by him, the group maneuvered the fleet out of the fog.

Two days later.

Lin Shan led his men back to the camp at the void passage of Qingyang Peak.

Unexpectedly, three uninvited guests had already arrived before him.

In front of the hall, Taoist Qingji sat in the main seat.

Below, three Jindan stage monks were discussing with him.

As soon as Lin Shan came in, he attracted four pairs of gazes.

The next moment, both sides were shocked!
"Barbarian monk!"

"Totem Bandit!"

In an instant, four auras rose up into the sky, confronting each other, alarming the entire camp. The disciples of Qingyang Peak had no idea what was happening in the main hall.

Taoist Qingji was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Lin Shan and these three barbarians actually knew each other. It seemed like they were having a big grudge.

What’s more crucial is that he, a mere teenager in the early stage of Golden Core, can actually compete with three barbarian cultivators of the same level!
Is this kid hiding his strength?
“Master Lin, don’t get excited. These three fellow Taoists are distinguished guests from the Youlian, Tuoba, and Gaochang clans in the northern part of Xiaoyizhou. They met with the Peak Master outside and got his consent to come to the Ancient Battlefield of the Outer Heaven Demon to help us.”

"What, the peak leader wants to form an alliance with the barbarian tribe?"

When Lin Shan heard the news, his heart sank. He had a great grudge against these tribes. He had just looted the entire northern part of the country. They must hate him to death!

Now all the victims have come to me, how should I deal with it?
The Jindan-stage cultivators of the three major tribes had long been impressed by this young man who had caused a great disturbance in the north a few months ago and was well-known among the barbarians. This man's portrait had long been circulated among everyone.

Today, we suddenly saw the Qingyang Peak territory, and we were all furious!
Oh my goodness, it turns out that the people who robbed us are from Qingyang Peak!

We are actually going to form an alliance with our enemies!

"Brother Qingji, you didn't tell us before that this person is also from your Qingyang Peak!"

Taoist Qingji didn't understand what was going on and advised them to calm down.

"Why are you three so angry? Why don't you sit down and talk in detail? This Master Lin is also a friend of mine from Qingyang Peak. He just joined our camp not long ago. I think there must be some misunderstanding among you all."

"Misunderstand?"

The barbarian Jindan of the three major tribes sneered and had no intention of sitting down at all.

"This person turned our northern tribal alliance upside down a few months ago, and then he just walked away, leaving a mess for us to clean up. Do you think this is a misunderstanding?"

Taoist Qingji was a little surprised after hearing this. He looked at the young man who had just returned from the door. He was still dusty and looked harmless. Who could have known that he had just caused such a big trouble and yet could turn around and join his Qingyang Peak without changing his expression?

"Master Lin, is this true?"

"Yes, it is, but it's not that serious."

Lin Shan smiled awkwardly and looked away unconsciously.

The three barbarian Jindan cultivators were furious and couldn't help but curse.

"You really are talking without any concern. You know exactly what you did, and you still have the nerve to say it's not serious?"

Taoist Qingji asked again: "Master Lin, what on earth did you do?"

Seeing that he could no longer conceal the truth, Lin Shan had no choice but to answer the whole story: "It's nothing, actually. I just borrowed a few totem poles from some small tribal leaders to play with."

The three of them were so angry that their mouths twisted: "Are you kidding? In the entire Xiaoyizhou, except for our three major tribes, all other small tribes have been robbed by you. You should behave yourself!"

(End of this chapter)