hotmtlnovel Chapter 9 Weapons, Immortal Realm Repair Scripture
Chapter 9 Weapons, Immortal Realm Repair Scripture
"Too many."
When Zhao Tianpeng's consciousness came into contact with the innate ghost character, he saw the methods for refining countless ghost-path magical treasures. Most of them were strange and vicious artifacts, which would surely be incredibly powerful if refined, but none of them met his expectations.
These magical treasures may be fierce, but they can only serve as tools for protecting the Dao, not as treasures for inheriting and proving the Dao.
He rejected countless ghost-path magical artifacts, but finally stopped choosing, and a ghost-path treasure caught his eye.
"The Immortal Locking Diagram in the Underworld".
Strictly speaking, the Netherworld Immortal Locking Diagram is not a magic weapon, but a set of array diagrams. It is a grand array derived from three major ghost-path magic weapons: the Myriad Souls Banner, the Netherworld White Bone Banner, and the Taiyin Refining Banner. Once the array diagram is unfolded, it is said to be able to lock immortals and refine spirits.
The four realms of the Wheel Sea can forge four artifacts, which correspond perfectly to the array diagram and the three magic banners. This set is no different from forging a unique artifact.
After a moment's thought, Zhao Tianpeng decided to use the Netherworld Immortal Locking Diagram as the prototype for his hammer-forging artifact. The hammer-forging of the first artifact was more important than any other artifact, as it was the foundation. Therefore, he placed the core array diagram as the first step.
The first step in casting a vessel is to determine its shape and imprint it firmly in one's mind. Using it as a reference, one must refine the vessel without allowing any flaws.
This was extremely simple for Zhao Tianpeng. He easily copied the array diagram and the three banners in his mind and used his divine sense to simulate the formation of the divine runes.
He then began to gather some of the divine runes together and hammer them, which not only required mobilizing his life essence but also consuming a large amount of divine sense. This step was extremely difficult for others, but it was too easy for Zhao Tianpeng. His physique already had an advantage in terms of divine sense, and he had also consumed the Crocodile Ancestor Divine Embryo to enhance his divine sense. Furthermore, he had refined two Three Corpse Primordial Spirits. The strength of his divine sense was unmatched even by cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
With a thought, Zhao Tianpeng sent two three-corpse primordial spirits from the Immortal Platform into the Sea of Bitterness. The human-shaped primordial spirit raised its hand and condensed the massive amount of life essence in the Sea of Bitterness into a forging hammer, which it then swung down. The great demon primordial spirit flew about, spewing true fire to scorch it. In an instant, the clanging sound of blacksmithing echoed in his Sea of Bitterness, the sound penetrating the sea and resounding throughout the bronze coffin.
"What's that noise?"
"Is that the legendary dantian?"
"Is this what cultivation is?"
Startled by the huge commotion, Ye Fan and the others turned around and saw blazing flames flickering where Zhao Tianpeng's Sea of Bitterness was. The strange phenomenon left them dumbfounded.
Pang Bo stared wide-eyed at the scene of swirling flames. Remembering Ye Fan's fondness for reading various ancient texts, he asked, "Ye Zi, is it possible that the legendary Golden Core is forged by hammering an iron hammer in the dantian?"
"I'm not a cultivator, how would I know what's going on?"
Looking at the extraordinary scene, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with longing. It turned out that the ancient records of "people in ancient times all lived to be over a hundred years old and their movements did not decline" really existed.
At this moment, the divine patterns in Zhao Tianpeng's sea of suffering were continuously hammered and extended into the shape of an array diagram. Once the array diagram was formed, he immediately began to hammer out the remaining divine patterns according to the shape of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. Soon, a Ten Thousand Souls Banner stood on the array diagram, with the banner and the diagram echoing each other and their energy connected as one.
"Once we reach the other side of the Divine Bridge, this artifact will be completed. Then, as long as we have enough materials, we can finish forging it."
Zhao Tianpeng stared into deep thought at the banner and diagram in the sea of suffering. His artifact was different from ordinary artifacts. He couldn't use the materials that were usually used to forge imperial weapons. The nine great immortal metals were not suitable for refining his array diagram. The most suitable material for refining array diagrams was the skin of living beings.
"Skin?"
Zhao Tianpeng's eyes flickered. If we're talking about skin, the Immortal Mansion Small World does have the skin left behind by the Undying Emperor. The skin of the Great Emperor and the Ancient Emperor can also be considered divine materials for imperial weapons, right?
As for the materials used to refine the Myriad Souls Banner, ordinary divine materials certainly cannot be used. Thinking about this, Zhao Tianpeng felt a headache coming on. His path dictated that ordinary divine materials and immortal gold could not be used to refine his Dao-attaining artifact. He couldn't possibly go in and skin the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone to refine the banner for himself, could he? That would be too terrifying.
No, it's not that there's no way to get to it. Zhao Tianpeng remembered that the body of the Undying Emperor's faith, the Undying Daoist, was still suppressed under the Sacred Cliff by the Investiture of the Gods. An ancient emperor whose physical body and primordial spirit were separated and suppressed. If there was a way to withstand the pressure of the Great Emperor, and a way to peel off the Great Emperor's skin, then the banner of the Myriad Souls Banner could be found. Even if some of the Undying Daoist's imperial bones were removed, the banner pole of the Netherworld White Bone Banner could be found. It's just that this is quite difficult.
Just as Zhao Tianpeng was pondering what rare and precious materials he could use to forge his own weapon, problems arose on Ye Fan's side as well. One of them died, and the remaining people, instigated by Liu Yunzhi, began to isolate Ye Fan and Pang Bo. Less than half of them were on Ye Fan's side.
Just as they were arguing, the chest of the corpse suddenly moved, and a small divine crocodile about ten centimeters in size crawled out. Everyone was so frightened that they instinctively raised the Buddhist artifacts in their hands to protect themselves, and those who did not have the artifacts rushed over to seek shelter.
After the little divine crocodile emerged, it transformed into a streak of black light and rushed straight towards Zhao Tianpeng, who was sitting cross-legged.
"Be careful!"
Ye Fan only had time to issue a warning before the little divine crocodile reached Zhao Tianpeng's brow, poised to pierce through his flesh and bones, but Zhao Tianpeng grabbed it.
The little crocodile stared at Zhao Tianpeng with its tiny eyes gleaming with an extremely cold light, letting out a shrill scream like a vengeful ghost, which made Ye Fan and the others shudder.
However, a hint of disdain flashed in Zhao Tianpeng's eyes. He opened his mouth and inhaled at the little divine crocodile. Strands of blood-red life essence, like silk or mist, floated up from the little divine crocodile and were swallowed by him. The little divine crocodile quickly withered in his hand, and its dark scales visibly lost their luster.
"The taste is alright."
After swallowing the life essence filled with divine energy, Zhao Tianpeng reached out again, and a rainbow light swept across, grabbing all the little divine crocodiles that had sneaked in and were hiding in the shadows, and sucking them into dried crocodile jerky.
Ye Fan and the others originally wanted to get closer to the only cultivator to increase their sense of security, but after those two breaths, they felt even more unsafe. What kind of righteous cultivator would suck other creatures dry in one gulp?
Just then, Ye Fan suddenly stared at the coffin within a coffin in the very center, as if listening to something. After asking everyone if they had heard anything, he looked at Zhao Tianpeng, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked towards the four-meter-long small bronze coffin.
Seeing Ye Fan's actions, Zhao Tianpeng's expression shifted slightly. It seemed that the Immortal Realm Repair Scripture left in the small coffin by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor had appeared. He quickly entered the height of his alternative path to enlightenment and tried his best to capture the Dao rhythm in the small coffin. Although he could sense the sound filled with profound Dao rhythm echoing, it was indistinct.
He quickly took out a Bodhi leaf, chewed it, and swallowed it. A surge of clarity rushed to his brain, making his mind clear, as if the fog and dust had been wiped away from a foggy piece of glass.
He heard what sounded like the voice of the Great Dao, or the voice of profound and mysterious truths.
"The way of Heaven is to take from those who have too much and give to those who have too little..."
The mysterious Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao seemed to have pierced through time and space from the primordial era, ultimately resonating in the soul like the grandest bells. The Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao was as deep and vast as the ocean; each word, when uttered, was like the collapse of the sea and the splitting of the abyss, echoing throughout heaven and earth.
The Great Dao Heavenly Sound consists of only a few hundred words, but the Great Dao is simple. Even Zhao Tianpeng, standing at an unconventional level of enlightenment, could not understand this scripture and could only forcibly engrave these few hundred words in his heart.