"Magic tools?"
Although Second Granduncle was old, he was still a cultivator. He was not old enough to see things.
When Sun Cheng attacked, he immediately saw that the Eight Trigrams Mirror in his hand was not an ordinary item. It was a magic tool.
Sun Cheng held the Eight Trigrams Mirror tightly and continuously injected his Genuine Qi into the magical artifact, preventing the soul of the raccoon from escaping.
He had only cultivated for a short period of time and was only at the third level of the Qi Transformation Realm.
At this moment, it was a little difficult to control this cat demon that had been a demon for decades.
"Second Great Uncle, hurry up." I can't control it for too long…"
"Ah…Um…"
Second Granduncle also reacted at this moment. He immediately stuffed the ointment in his hand into Zhu Dachang's hand."Do it yourself. Remember to apply more around the wound. After that, he ate one of the Hundred Herbs Pills in the bottle.”
After saying that, he endured the pain from the fall and walked to the side to take out a few talisman papers from the bamboo basket that Zhu Dachang was carrying.
The Eight Trigrams Mirror in Sun Cheng's hand was trembling.
That was the Cat Demon's soul struggling, trying to break free from the seal.
Second Great Uncle took out a talisman and went to the body of the cat demon that had fallen to the ground.
He chanted a spell in a low voice, and the talisman in his hand flickered with a faint yellow light.
"Go!"
With a light shout, Second Granduncle stuck the talisman on the raccoon's body.
In the next moment, the Eight Trigrams Mirror in Sun Cheng's hand began to struggle even more violently.
"Alright, I'll temporarily freeze its body. Its soul can't come back!”
When he arrived beside Sun Cheng, Second Great Uncle took out another talisman and pointed at the Eight Trigrams Mirror that was struggling and trembling in Sun Cheng's hand.
In the next moment, the talisman turned into a yellow light and stuck to the surface of the Eight Trigrams Mirror.
The soul of the raccoon dog that had struggled for a long time suddenly stopped moving as if the pause button had been pressed.
"Ah Cheng, where did you get this magic tool?”
Seeing that the situation was settled, Second Granduncle was no longer in a hurry to deal with that raccoon.
He curiously looked at the Eight Trigrams Mirror in Sun Cheng's hand and asked in surprise.
"I asked a fellow daoist who is skilled in forging to help me refine it. I spent five thousand taels!”
"Hiss!"
Zhu Dachang inhaled a breath of cold air." Five thousand taels?”
In his entire life, he had never seen more than a hundred taels, let alone five thousand taels.
"Five thousand taels?"
Second granduncle also frowned. This price was indeed a little high for him.
However, he still nodded and said to Sun Cheng,""It's not a loss for you to spend five thousand taels to buy a middle-grade holy weapon!”
Sun Cheng naturally knew what Second Great Uncle meant!
In the Quintessence of Creation of All Things of Gezao Mountain's Lingbao Sect, magic treasures were classified according to their quality and power.
There were four grades, namely, magic tools, magic treasures, spiritual treasures, and immortal artifacts.
Magic tools were of the lowest quality and could be refined using ordinary fire. Their power was relatively weak.
However, in this era where spiritual energy was getting thinner and thinner, a cultivator would be considered rich if they could have two or three magic tools.
The quality of the magic treasure was slightly higher, and it could already be considered a treasure.
Other than some masters who were skilled in refining weapons, they could use mortal fire to refine them.
Most cultivators needed to use true fire to refine a magic treasure.
Although it was more troublesome to refine a magic weapon, its power could not be mentioned in the same breath as a magic weapon.
At present, many elders of famous sects might only have one or two magical treasures on them.
As the name implied, a spirit treasure had already given birth to a weapon spirit, a magic treasure that possessed a certain degree of logical thinking ability.
This type of magic treasure was extremely powerful, and it was the treasure of most famous sects.
As for Celestial Artifacts, even the True Book of Creation did not have many records about them.
Even the few records were no different from myths and legends to Sun Cheng.
It could be seen that this legendary powerful magic weapon could only be forged by immortals. It was no longer something that mortals could hope for.
Not to mention immortal artifacts, in the current cultivation world of Xia country, there were also ritual implements, magic treasures, and spiritual treasures.
According to its quality, refining method, quality of materials, power, and so on, it was further divided into four grades.
These four grades, from the lowest to the highest, were Mortal, Low-grade, Middle-grade, and High-grade.
Mortal-grade magic tools were mostly one-time-use magic treasures that were so inferior that they could only be used once.
The low-grade was slightly better, but it would often be damaged.
Middle-grade was relatively higher. The Eight Trigrams Mirror refined by Sun Cheng was a middle-grade magic weapon.
Although the quality of middle-grade magic tools was not high, it was inevitable that there were even fewer people who knew how to refine magic tools.
Furthermore, no one would easily help others refine artifacts. Therefore, to be able to spend money to buy it was already a profit.
Second Great Uncle naturally understood the various ways of cultivation. In his opinion, although Sun Cheng was devoted to cultivation, he was also very talented in cultivation.
However, due to his limited knowledge in the past, Second Great Uncle obviously did not dare to imagine that he could already refine magic tools by himself.
Moreover, he had only cultivated for a month and was already able to refine a middle-grade magic weapon.
Sun Cheng smiled." Second Granduncle, that person is currently in Fukang County. If you need it, I can visit him and ask him to refine a magic tool for you.”
"Me?"
Second Great Uncle was a little tempted, but after taking a look at Zhu Dachang, he quickly shook his head and refused.
"No need. My old man didn't save much money in his life. There were only a few days left to live, so why did he need so many magic treasures?”
As he spoke, he could not help but sigh.
Sun Cheng could not say much about this. After all, Second Great Uncle had always abided by the sect rules of Mao Mountain.
If he didn't have so many misgivings, with his cultivation, he would definitely be living a more comfortable life than Immortal Qian.
"Second Granduncle, I'm fine now!”
Zhu Dachang quickly applied the medicine. Needless to say, Second Granduncle's medicine was indeed good.
On Zhu Dachang's chest, the dark purple color of the wound caused by the raccoon dog had gradually returned to its normal color.
Second Great Uncle checked it for a moment before instructing him to take out more talismans and magic tools from his basket.
He used a talisman to draw a simple array on the ground. Then, he stepped on the Seven Star Steps and held the peach wood sword in his hand.
Second Great Uncle kept chanting, circling, and walking around the array formation. At the same time, the hand seals in his hands were rapidly changing.
After a long time, Sun Cheng suddenly saw him shout and wipe his finger on the peach wood sword.
The magic sword was like a red-hot branding iron, becoming scorching hot and dazzling.
Second Great Uncle held the magic sword with both hands and stabbed it fiercely into the Eight Trigrams Mirror on the ground.
"Meow…"
The moment the magic sword stabbed into the Eight Trigrams Mirror, the soul of the raccoon dog sealed in the mirror suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Following that, the cub that was pinned to the ground twitched violently.
Soon, he stopped moving.
"It's settled!"
Second Great Uncle said to Sun Cheng and Zhu Dachang as he withdrew the peach wood magic sword that was no longer glowing and hot.
He looked at the slightly dented Eight Trigrams Mirror and said to Sun Cheng in embarrassment,"Ah Cheng, I caused your magic tool to be damaged. But when you go back and use the zhenqi in your body to refine it, you will recover in half a month at most!”
Sun Cheng nodded and picked up the Bagua mirror nonchalantly.
Since he already knew, he could use his inner world to quickly refine magic tools.
This thing might be extremely precious in the eyes of other cultivators, but to Sun Cheng, it was just so-so.
After putting away the Bagua mirror, Sun Cheng looked at the raccoon beside him and walked over to pick it up.
In an instant, the stench of corpses made him frown.
"Second Granduncle, what should we do with this thing?”
"Don't underestimate this cub. Its entire body is filled with treasures. This old cat had been a demon for decades and had a demon core in its body. That thing was the essence of a cat demon and was the most nourishing when used to refine medicine.”
"Its flesh and bones are highly toxic, but for those who are good at raising corpses or poisonous insects, this is a good treasure!”
"And this fur, I can find someone to make two pairs of leather boots or a short coat…"
Second Great Uncle patiently gave Sun Cheng some pointers. In the end, he even reminded him,"You can keep the raccoon's corpse and go find the fellow daoist who forged the Eight Trigrams Mirror for you. If he was a particular person, he could at least exchange it for a middle-grade magic weapon!”
As soon as Second Granduncle finished speaking, Sun Cheng had yet to respond.
At this moment, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded from the forest.
"Fellow Daoists, I wonder if you can give me the corpse of the demon cat in your hands?”
This familiar voice instantly caused Sun Cheng, who had a good memory, to be stunned.
He thought of the Puppet Sect's eldest senior brother that he had heard about in Lost Ox Valley more than twenty days ago.
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