[Mission: Cultivate five Qi Refining cultivators.]
Completed.
[Mission Reward: Army Spirit Array Disk]
Hmm, Army Soul Array Disk?
What was this?
Following the system's explanation, he finally understood that this thing was actually equivalent to a magic treasure.
That's right, it was a Dharma treasure!
Although it was the lowest level, it was still something he could only dream of.
One had to know that even materials like the Millennium Coldsteel and Meteoric Metal could only be refined into magic weapons. It could be seen how rare this magic weapon was.
However, this array disk was a little special. It was not an offensive type of magic treasure, nor was it a defensive type of magic treasure. It was a little like an alchemy furnace, leaning towards the auxiliary type.
Its function was to gather the essence, qi, and spirit of a group of cultivators together to form an army spirit. The higher the cultivation of the people in the army formation, the greater the power of the army spirit.
Of course, there was a limit to this. At most, it could only fight against late-stage foundation establishment cultivators.
If thousands of Qi Refining cultivators gathered together, they could even clash with early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Don't think that this was very weak. The difference between a Foundation Establishment cultivator and a Qi Condensation cultivator was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Good treasure!
After learning of this effect, Zhu Zhanxin's eyes lit up.
Although he could not use it now, a good thing was a good thing. There would always be a chance to use it.
"Fifth brother, what's wrong?"
Zhu Zhanji saw that his expression was a little strange and quickly asked.
"Hehe, big brother, guess?"
Zhu Zhan looked at him and smiled.
"Looking at you, I know that something good must have happened. Alright, don't hide it from me.”
Zhu Zhanji looked at him angrily.
"Hehe."
He did not hide it anymore and directly took out the array disc.
He wasn't surprised that Zhu Zhanjiu could take out something out of thin air. After all, Zhan Jiu was a true cultivator.
It was normal for an immortal to have some special abilities.
"What is this?"
Zhu Zhanji curiously went over.
"Big brother, this is a treasure."
As he spoke, he bragged about the ability of this magic treasure.
Zhu Zhanji was stunned when he heard this. There was actually such a wonderful thing. It was really a treasure!”
"This, Fifth Brother, did you refine this?”
Zhu Zhanji knew that he often had the habit of fiddling with things, so he thought that he was the one who made it.
"Of course not. I'm not that capable now. This was given to me by my master.”
Zhu Zhanxin casually found an excuse. Didn't they always think that he was taught by an immortal? Then he might as well bring him out.
In any case, he did not need to explain what the immortals did.
Immortals!
Zhu Zhanji was shocked. He then looked at the formation plate in Zhu Zhanxin's hand and felt envious.
Indeed, there was a gap between people.
That was right. Zhu Zhanxin had first met an immortal in his dream, and then he had given him such a treasure.
Such an opportunity was simply unparalleled.
Thinking about it, it made sense. His fifth brother had such good talent, it would be strange if the immortals didn't value him.
Previously, he had inquired about Zhu Zhanxin's cultivation. After learning that he was only at the sixth level of Qi Refinement, he did not pay much attention to it.
He thought to himself that it wasn't high. He was already at the second level of Qi Refinement. He might catch up immediately.
However, until now, he was still stuck at the second level of Qi Refinement. His recent cultivation had not improved at all.
When he asked Zhu Zhanxin, he gave such an answer.
"That's normal. You took pills to get there, so your cultivation is naturally slow. If you have nothing to do, you can reach the peak of Qi Refinement in eight to ten years.”
When asked how long Zhu Zhan Xin needed, he instantly knew the gap between them.
"Me? It should be a year, but it doesn't seem to be necessary.”
In fact, there was one more thing that Zhu Zhan Xin didn't say. This was only the Qi Condensation stage, and it was even harder to build the foundation.
He was fine, but Zhu Zhanji and the others who took drugs would probably have no hope in their lives under normal circumstances.
He didn't say anything because he was worried that it would be a blow to them. However, this wasn't a difficult thing. He would refine a cauldron of Foundation Establishment Pills for them when the time came.
If one pill didn't work, then two would. They would always be able to push them up.
It was just that this consumption was a little huge. Otherwise, why would the cultivation world rank wealth, partners, Dharma, and land as the number one? Without money, how could you cultivate as an immortal?
Anyway, he wasn't worried about money or medicinal herbs. With the entire Great Ming as his backing, could it be that he couldn't find a cauldron of medicinal herbs to refine the foundation establishment pill?
Zhu Zhanji looked at him with a sour expression.
"Fifth brother, you have to take good care of this treasure.”
"Don't worry, big brother. Who else can snatch it from me?”
Zhu Zhan Xin smiled disdainfully. The next moment, the array disc disappeared from his hand.
What kind of joke was this? If someone could steal it from the system's warehouse, then he would die.
……
The next day.
After a night of recuperation, Zhao Wang's body had almost recovered, although he still felt pain from time to time.
However, it did not affect his normal activities. Of course, King Zhao subconsciously ignored the pain.
Compared to the previous Connective Meridian, this bit of side effect was simply child's play.
He waved his hand vigorously. After feeling the power in his body, he could not help but smile. This was power!
"Third Uncle, you're up so early."
Zhu Zhan Xin's languid moans came from behind him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Nephew Zhanlin, I've disturbed you. Look at your Third Uncle, why didn't he notice? It's my fault, it's my fault.”
King Zhao looked at him and hurriedly apologized.
He knew that Zhu Zhanxin liked to sleep in the most.
"It's okay, Third Uncle."
Zhu Zhanxin didn't care much about this. He only liked to sleep in, it wasn't that he really had to sleep.
After all, he was a sixth-stage Qi Refining cultivator. Forget about breakfast, he wouldn't have any problems even if he didn't sleep for a few days and nights.
"Alright, since you're awake, Third Uncle will go get you something to eat.”
As he spoke, Zhao Wang ran out excitedly.
Looking at his departing figure, Zhu Zhan Xin shook his head.
Beijing.
Dark clouds covered the capital, giving people a depressing feeling.
In Jichao Temple.
Yao Guangxiao stood on the iron chain in his monk robe and looked at the capital not far away with worry in his eyes.
"Another bloody storm. I wonder how many people will die this time?”
As he spoke, he shook his head.
However, don't be fooled by his compassionate appearance. The black-robed Prime Minister Yao Guangxiao was not a good person.
Back in Jingnan, who knew how many people had died at his hands.
As time passed, the rats in the capital finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
They began to move slowly, trying to eat a mouthful of sumptuous food in this chaotic situation.
They just didn't know if the food waiting for them was the bait set by the hunters.
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