"Alright, tell me about your situation first. What exactly happened?”
Although Lu Wuya really wanted the Superclass of Refining Arts, he wouldn't agree to it so easily.
If it was a terrifying malicious ghost and he rushed over, wouldn't he be sending his head to the ghost?
He was not a big shot like Ninth Uncle.
"I heard from my dad that the livestock in our village have been restless recently. There are always livestock that die. There are two holes in their necks and their blood has been sucked dry.”
Come on, it must be a zombie.
Lu Wuya was certain that only zombies would suck the blood of animals dry before the man finished his sentence.
The fact that it did not suck human blood meant that the zombie's strength was not enough. It should be an ordinary zombie that did not have the strength to suck human blood.
If he went earlier tonight, he should be able to get rid of the zombies before they transformed.
It was not easy for zombies to transform. The effect of feeding on animal blood was not great. Only by feeding on human blood could they accelerate their transformation.
Therefore, once they encountered zombies, especially those that had not transformed, they had to be dealt with as soon as possible.
If he absorbed too much human blood, it would not be so easy to deal with the zombies.
"No problem. I'll keep this for now. I'll go to your village this evening.”
Lu Wuya took back the Refining Arts Superclass.
"Then I'll leave it to you, little Taoist priest. I'll come and pick you up this evening.”
The man thanked her and left.
He was smart enough not to ask Lu Wuya for the Superclass of Craftsmanship.
Lu Wuya watched the man leave before returning to his room and opening the ancient book in his hand.
From the paper quality of this book, it could be seen that this book had a certain age.
It was even longer than the books kept by the Feng Shui master.
It could be seen that this book was probably real, but he didn't know how many methods to make magic tools were in it.
Lu Wuya flipped to the first page and introduced the author of the book.
His name was unknown, but his Daoist name was Qingwei, which reminded Lu Wuya of a certain Sword Three from Mount Shu.
This Daoist Priest Qingwei was born in the Northern Song Dynasty. At the age of sixty, he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm and became a Foundation Establishment Daoist Priest.
A hundred years old encountered a demonic cultivator. After a bitter battle, although they successfully killed the demonic cultivator, they were seriously injured.
After returning to the clan, his injuries worsened. Before he died, he left behind this general outline of refining techniques, as well as cultivation techniques and various spells.
This was only one of them. The remaining books had long disappeared in the long river of history.
Lu Wuya continued to flip through the pages. After the introduction, it was the main text. Daoist Priest Qingwei had left behind a complete refining method.
For example, the art of controlling fire was the most important thing in refining weapons and alchemy. He could not use a stove to burn the fire.
After the fire controlling technique, there were several methods of making magic tools and how to leave mystical prints.
Without the mystical prints, what was refined would not be a magic weapon. At most, it would be an ordinary weapon.
Lu Wuya flipped through the pages. The mahogany sword and the Bagua mirror were all made by him.
They were all ordinary magic tools. As long as the inheritance was not incomplete, the cultivators of this era could make them.
The Feng Shui Master knew how to make these two kinds of spiritual artifacts, but it was a pity that Ninth Uncle destroyed them.
Even when the Feng Shui Master died, he did not leave behind any decent spiritual artifacts. This made Lu Wuya complain about Ninth Uncle.
The third magic tool was the Universe Bag, which was the legendary spatial equipment.
Lu Wuya's eyes were filled with excitement. This was great. It was actually a spatial equipment.
He didn't know if Ninth Uncle had any space storage equipment, but he was sure that the Feng Shui Master didn't have one.
In this day and age, cultivators with qiankun pouches would walk with the wind, and they would be the most beautiful children when they walked out.
Daoist Priest Qingwei was a good Daoist Priest. Before he died, he left behind an inheritance for the benefit of future generations.
He also had to thank the man from before for giving him the Refining Arts Superclass.
Not only were there many methods to create magic tools, but there was also a fire-controlling technique.
The Fire Control Technique was equivalent to a spell, similar to a long-range attack, and stronger than Netherspirit's Claw.
Lu Wuya quickly flipped through it. The materials needed to refine the Heaven-Earth Bag were some special ores and demon beast skins.
He did not know if he could buy these materials, but he had to find a way to buy them.
As long as he had the materials and the mystical prints on the book, he would be able to successfully create a cosmos bag.
Universe bags were rare these days, not because of the lack of materials, but because there was no way to make them.
The mystical prints were the materials needed for the cosmos bag. They had been passed down from generation to generation and had long been intermittent.
Lu Wuya took a look at the general outline of the refining technique. There were still a few pages left, which explained that there were some magic tools recorded at the end.
He just didn't know what kind of magic tool it was.
It would be best if it was offensive. The first few magic tools were all common and rare.
"Heavens, please give me an offensive magic tool. I need a magic tool.”
Lu Wuya prayed in his heart and flipped to the next page. There was an illustration of a banner.
Could it be the Pangu Banner? That shouldn't be possible. Daoist Priest Qingwei was only a small Foundation Building cultivator.
Flipping to the next page, there was finally an introduction to this kind of banner-shaped magic tool.
Hundred Ghost Banner.
Lu Wuya was speechless.
It was a magic treasure specially used by evil cultivators.
Although he cultivated the Extreme Yin Soul Refining Scroll, it didn't mean that he was an evil cultivator.
If he really became an evil cultivator, would he be hunted down by Ninth Uncle in the future?
He was being chased by those so-called righteous people.
Lu Wuya thought about how he might be killed by Ninth Uncle, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, Daoist Priest Thousand Crane, Master Yixiu, Shi Jian, Perfected Qian, Perfected Xu, Ao Tianlong, Master Yimei, Tu Long, and so on…
Lu Wuya shuddered at the thought of being hunted down by so many people.
A chill ran down his spine. It was still daytime, but Lu Wuya felt inexplicably cold.
How terrifying.
Lu Wuya quickly came back to his senses. He looked conflicted.
Being hunted down was secondary, but to refine the Hundred Ghost Banner, one needed a hundred ghosts.
How could there be a hundred ghosts in this day and age?
If they were evil cultivators, they would definitely kill ordinary people to refine the Hundred Ghost Banner.
However, Lu Wuya was different. He was a human with flesh and blood. Although he had refined zombies, he was kind-hearted.
How could he commit a massacre?
They are all good children of the Dragon Country. Lu Wuya really can't take it…
Wait a minute, if the Dragon Country people couldn't do it, and the ordinary civilians couldn't do it, could the others not do it?
It was an era of warlords and there were many bandits who slaughtered wantonly. These were all excellent materials.
Not to mention that there were so many foreigners who were doing evil in their country.
One day, he could go overseas and kill hundreds or even tens of millions of people.
Slaughtering nine million people is a hero among heroes.
He wanted to kill them until their blood flowed like a river.
Lu Wuya quickly made a decision. He still had to refine the Hundred Ghost Banner.
As long as they didn't kill civilians.
(I'm still missing a few hundred flowers. I can add one more. I'll finish it in two days.)）
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