Chapter 131: Master Refiner

At the beginning, the middle-aged monk was still a little unbelieving, and he urged Zhenyuan several times to try to inject it into the stone, but after a few times, the middle-aged monk frowned.
This stone is really strange...
"Wait, what is this..." When the middle-aged monk was puzzled, a looming halo above the stone made the middle-aged monk suddenly shine.
This is the halo that is unique to the magic weapon!
The middle-aged monk was startled. This ordinary stone turned out to be a magic weapon?
Who is so boring?
Actually, an ordinary stone sacrifice was turned into a magic weapon!
The middle-aged monk took a dog-like mood and began to find the ban on this stone one by one...
One, two, three...
That's right, really let the middle-aged monks find out, no more, no more than nine prohibitions.
Nine rules prohibit magical powers.
"..." The middle-aged monk took this stone and was speechless for a long time. This was really a magic instrument.
Moreover, these nine prohibitions are also very weird. Each one is only matched with the previous one. The nine prohibition rings are interlocked like a ring, creating a very strange magical power. The only use of this magical power is to absorb truth. Yuan strengthens itself, and the more true yuan he absorbs, the more powerful this magical power is, and even a new ban can be derived. The middle-aged monk estimates that if someone has been slowly injecting real yuan into this stone, Maybe it will make it a Yin rune...
"Damn, who is so boring!" After a long while, the middle-aged monk scolded dumbfounded.
This is really boring...
That’s right, these nine prohibitions are indeed very subtle. The sacrifice method alone can be regarded as a master level, but what is the use of this?
This is just a stone...
No matter how exquisite the prohibition, no matter how the master's method, in the end is not a stone?
What if it finally grows into a Yin rune?
What is the use of a Yin rune magical device that only absorbs the true element of growth and prohibition?
"It must have been a who made it out to find Lao Tzu happy..." The middle-aged monk whispered in his heart and was about to use his hands to crush this mischievous stone, but he suddenly felt stunned.
Wait, wrong.
These nine prohibitions are not all useless.
The reason why I feel that these nine prohibitions are useless is only because they are sacrificed on a stone.
But what if it is not a stone, but a defensive weapon?
For example, a bell or a tripod.
If you change someone else, you may ask, these nine prohibitions can only bear a limited amount of real elements. Only when slowly injecting real elements can they absorb the real elements and expand the prohibition itself. If they are sacrificed on the defensive weapon, they will be huge. Yuan shock, isn't this defensive weapon abolished?
But the middle-aged monk is a refiner himself.
This kind of problem is not a problem for him at all.
How can a master refining master who can cultivate such exquisite prohibitions come up with a way to buffer or shunt true yuan?
As long as a few magic circles are added to the defensive magic weapon, the purpose of buffering or diverting can be completely achieved. As long as the true element of the impact defensive magic weapon is reduced to a certain level, these nine prohibitions can continue to flow. Absorb, and then slowly expand yourself, not to mention the Yin Rune, even the Yang Rune...
"Your uncle has been here?" The first reaction of the middle-aged monk was that his younger brother, who never admits defeat, had recently researched new things and went to Wanghai City to show himself off.
"Uncle Shi?" The young swordsmith shook his head blankly. "Uncle Shi hasn't been here..."
"That's weird. Who will do such a boring thing except your uncle..."
"Oh, I remembered that stone..." The young swordsmith thought for a long time, and finally remembered: "That fast stone is the boy who spent ten spirit stones to buy our sword sword workshop. of!"
"What?" The middle-aged monk was shocked and slapped it on the apprentice's head: "You give me a good talk about what happened during this time when I was away, and no details should be missed!"
"what……"
The young swordsmith didn't dare to hide. He started talking about Lin Fei when he walked into Zhu Jianfang. He continued to say that Lin Fei put down the stone and left. Finally, he learned Lin Fei's tone and repeated the sentence before leaving.
"If you change your mind, you can come to Dongcheng Inn to find me. That's right, when the kid left Zhuzhufang, he said so."
"Dongcheng Inn?" The middle-aged monk thought about it and did not explain to the apprentice. He stood up directly from the recliner: "Come on, go with me to Dongcheng."
"Ah?" The young swordsmith suddenly looked stunned. "Doesn't your old man really want ten spirit stones to sell the Jianjianfang to that kid?"
"You know a fart!" The middle-aged monk slapped it on the apprentice's head: "What kid is not kid, what I usually teach you is taught to the dog, that is the master, the real master of refining, don't you understand understand!"
"..."
One old and one young left the Jianjianfang and walked all the way to Dongcheng...
On the way, the young swordsmith couldn't understand it after thinking about it. After hesitating a few times, he finally couldn't help but asked: "I said, Master, that's just a stone. Why do you believe in the old man? Master Refiner..."
"Don't say it's my apprentice when you go out..." The middle-aged monk glared at the apprentice with an angry look, a tone of hatred for the incompetence of iron: "I told you 800 times before, don't lie down all day long Sleep, see more, listen more, learn more, what kind of stone, if you can easily sacrifice nine prohibitions on a stone, I will call you Master upside down..."
"Yes, I can't do it for your apprentice, but don't you still have Master, according to your old man's refining skill, let alone nine prohibitions are sacred on the stone, even 18 prohibitions are not difficult? Right..."
"Then you really despise Lao Tzu..." The middle-aged monk sneered sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, these nine prohibitions let alone Lao Tzu's sacrifice can't come out, this huge Wanghai City, I'm afraid that few people can sacrifice come out……"
"so smart?"
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, hurry to find someone, can your master be a golden pill in your life, or you will fall on this person if you don't do it."
"..." When the young swordsmith heard this, he suddenly put away a joke.
However, both seem to have forgotten one thing.
Dongcheng Inn is not the name of an inn.
It’s just that a certain inn in Dongcheng...