From a young medicine seller to a Taoist master

In the war of unification that year, Yingchuan made great efforts. Although something unexpected happened to the King of Qin later, it still did not affect the relationship between the two sides.

Yingchuan spoke calmly the true teachings of the previous king.

The King of Qin was no longer calm. Although there had been rumors for a long time, they were just rumors after all. But now it can be confirmed that they are true.

Needless to say, the inheritance of the King of Qin is of great significance to the Qin State, let alone to him, who would only dream of getting it.

Yingchuan took out two classics, from which he had copied excerpts.

The word "want" was almost written on the face of the King of Qin. This was too important, and its meaning was self-evident. The value of it could not be represented by any natural treasure, especially for him.

The King of Qin opened the national treasury and let him choose. He now had a very good impression of Yingchuan, who was simply a boy who delivered materials.

Yingchuan handed the classics to the King of Qin and walked into the national treasury. All the treasures from the treasuries of the six countries were there. Almost everything he wanted was there, which made him excited.

Gengjin, Hansui, and Tianqing, the last three materials are all available, and Yingchuan has finally collected them all.

After accepting it, Yingchuan walked out. The King of Qin didn't care what he took. He was rich and powerful and didn't need that.

Yingchuan had nothing to say, so he bowed and left.

Yingchuan returned to the inner city, but now there was an embarrassing thing. He had no place to live, so he had to stay in Meng Yuan's mansion again.

He found Meng Yuan and told him about the matter. He readily agreed that it was just a small matter.

Yingchuan moved into the Meng Mansion again.

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Looking at the furnace in front of him, Yingchuan felt a little excited. After all, this was his first time refining it, and he was afraid that all his efforts would be wasted.

He did not take any action, as he felt a little uneasy in his heart. The level of this furnace was not that high. If it failed, all the gains of decades would be wasted.

Yingchuan was very worried, so he planned to find a more suitable one, especially one with higher attainments.

Compared with the alchemy array talisman, his attainments in weapon refining were not so outstanding.

He asked Meng Yuan.

What? You don’t have a natal magic weapon yet? He was a little shocked. Normally, a natal magic weapon is usually determined in the early stage of the golden elixir.

But some people are different. They are either poor or have too high standards. Although they can replace materials, every replacement will hurt its spirituality, which powerful monks will not do.

However, he did know a person, Youzhou's number one weapon refiner, Baili Xi, whom he recommended to Yingchuan, thinking that his war spear was made by him.

Yingchuan was excited and after expressing his thanks, he immediately went to look for him.

Baijiaxi has been quite calm since he was attacked back last time. He has realized that in a few hundred years, he will either be struck to death or become a Taoist. He has long since let it go and is living his life back to his original self, like an old man enjoying his old age.

So now he is more obsessed with refining equipment, hoping to create the most satisfactory work.

At this time, he was sitting in a pavilion, thinking deeply about the weapon of the Xiaoyao Sword in his hand. Yingchuan was sitting opposite him, waiting quietly.

I can try, my friend, but if I fail you will have to bear the consequences, he finally said, meaning he agreed to this matter.

Senior, it doesn’t matter. Failure means that God wants me to succeed, so I can’t blame others. Yingchuan said, telling him not to think too much and to bear the loss himself.

The reason why he agreed so quickly was because he also wanted to create it. He was attracted when he got the diagram of the artifact. This was definitely a one-of-a-kind artifact, rare even in the great world.

Yingchuan gave all the materials to Bailixi, and he did not go to look at them himself. This was also the habit of the weapon refiner. When refining weapons, they hated it most when there were people around, especially employers like Yingchuan.

People who don’t know how to refine equipment won’t say anything, but people who do will give you orders, and your train of thought can be interrupted too easily.

But it’s better this way. Yingchuan doesn’t like watching this kind of scene. In the past, when he drew the lottery, he always drew with his eyes closed. He was walking around the inner city, thinking about his next plan.

Now his golden elixir has become incredibly hard. It can only break open with the help of heavenly thunder and draw the thunder into his body. This is crazy enough.

You know, for ordinary people, it is considered good if they are not struck half to death during the heavenly tribulation, let alone drawing heavenly thunder into the body. If others knew about it, they would probably think Yingchuan was crazy, so his body had to be strong enough.

Yingchuan had a plan in mind. The worst that could happen was that he would just keep getting beaten. He didn't care about the physical pain. Compared with the increase in strength, the physical pain was nothing to mention.

After a while, dark clouds gathered over Baifu, and a sense of pressure appeared on everyone.

Yingchuan realized something was wrong and went straight to the refining room.

What caught his eye was Baili Xi who looked excited. Above the divine furnace stood an ancient long sword, emitting a mighty aura that made people submit. This was the Xiaoyao Sword. He had succeeded.

After some artifacts are successfully refined, they will bring about heavenly calamity, because this is an act against heaven, "heaven" will not allow it, and will send down thunder to try to destroy it.

But because of the limitation of "a glimmer of hope", "sky" cannot be destroyed directly.

Hurry up and integrate the true blood, otherwise you will not be able to control this sword, he reminded.

Yingchuan immediately cut his palm, forced his true blood out and merged it into the water, which was also a process of tempering, and could be considered "sharpening the blade".

The Xiaoyao Sword recognized its master, rushed towards the clouds and began to survive the tribulation. Yingchuan realized that this was an opportunity and also rushed forward.

Thunder rumbled in the sky as if it was going to destroy the world. A bolt of thunder streaked across the sky, and nine dragons roared together.

The sword body stood upright above Yingchuan's head. This was the calamity of the weapon and it would not target him. This was why Yingchuan dared to go up. The calamity of the weapon was more terrifying than the calamity of the person. Yingchuan would not stop it. This was the best test.

Thousands of thunderbolts kept falling, which were extremely terrifying. Some turned into royal birds, and some turned into swimming dragons, dazzling and dazzling, washing over the Xiaoyao Sword.

A strange light flickered on the sword, and after each bolt of lightning struck, the light on the sword became even brighter.

Yingchuan was struck by Yu Lei, and his flesh and blood splattered. It was a horrible sight. After all, his body was not as strong as the weapon. Every time he recovered, he became stronger. Although it was not observable, it was true.

He did this to get to know about the thunder in advance.

Evil spirit appeared, heads rolled around, some human and some monster. The scene was extremely terrifying, and they kept biting at him.

Enduring the pain of being bitten, Ying Chuan remained calm. He had experienced more painful and despairing things before. His body became stronger in the constant recovery and separation. This little bit of pain was far from comparable to the pain. He enjoyed the process.

Right, that's right, Yingchuan's eyes flashed with surprise, as if they could penetrate the sky and the earth,

Ying Chuan started the fight from a cross-legged position, his bones crackling as he stretched his body, actively facing the heavenly calamity, inhaling and exhaling it, cleansing himself, and undergoing incredible changes together with the Xiaoyao Sword.