Chapter 413: Bitter Cultivation

from the damaged ancient scroll left by Kuiyin Ancestor. He was also uncertain whether San Guang Yuye could cure Qin Sang.Only Yun Youzi spoke with conviction, as if his understanding of Xuanpu Palace...It was early that morning.

The Jiange gate remains firmly shut.

At this time, Qin Sang was in the cave dwelling in the back garden. The guards' prohibition on the cave dwelling was opened. Qin Sang had no distractions and stared intently at a spirit formation in front of him.

This formation, is the Wu shopkeeper's family heirloom formation, specially used to refine magical artifacts.

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This formation can gather spirits into fire. The requirements for setting up the formation are not complicated. The most valuable thing needed is a peculiar spiritual material called Flame Heart Stone.

With the Yanhxinshi as an inducement, the spirit fire was born. Wu shopkeeper called this fire "the Fire from within the Stone."

This kind of fire within the stone has nothing to do with the legendary divine fire, San昧 Zhen Fire. They are completely unrelated, and their power is worlds apart.

But this kind of spiritual formation born from the stone fire has one advantage: it is very gentle and easy to control, especially for beginners, it couldn't be more suitable.

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Apart from that, there are also some commendable aspects. Its power depends on the number of Flame Heart Stones. If there are enough Flame Heart Stones, it can even barely be used to refine high-grade magic weapons.

With this formation, Qin Sang doesn't need to rent a fire-refining furnace temporarily, saving a lot of money.

However, the price of flame heart stones is not low either. It can be foreseen that for a long time to come, Qin Sang will continue to operate at a loss.

A spiritual array was laid out, Qin Sang sat cross-legged in the center. Before him, a fist-sized azure flame appeared out of thin air. The flame was very quiet, without any jumping sensation. At first glance, it looked like a still object.

But the flames were very hot, and waves of heat hit us.

The air is also twisting.

Qin Sang enveloped the flame with his divine sense. As Wu Zhu said, the flame was gentle and docile. After becoming familiar with it, he could control it easily. When refining artifacts, he didn't have to worry about losing everything because of his inability to control the flame.

This tiny flame is obviously not enough to sustain the furnace.

Qin Sang flipped his palm, taking out several white flame heart stones. With a flick of his finger, he shot them into the spirit formation. Immediately, the flames surged, expanding several times.

The temperature inside the cave suddenly rose.

Qin Sang nodded in satisfaction, controlling the new flame. Then he flicked his palm over a pouch at his waist and several objects flew out, hovering beside him.

Among them were several strands of white spider silk, and some emerald-green jade that shone brighter than the most precious jewels in the mortal realm.

The silk spun by the monster Glacial Spider and Qinglan Stones, these two are common spiritual materials in the cultivation world. Their spiritualities are chaotic and can at most be used to refine inferior magic artifacts of low grade.

Qin Sang was going to start with low-grade magic tools, solidifying his foundation and gradually improving.

These two spiritual materials were chosen to forge a spirit sword imbued with water element power. For low-ranked cultivators, it would be an excellent weapon.

Every step was carefully planned, including the refining of the magical artifacts. It was a plan Qin Sang and Wu shopkeeper had spent the whole night discussing and meticulously devising.

It was thanks to Master Wu's generous teachings that Qin Sang had the confidence to do this.

Qin Sang picked up a palm-sized piece of Qinglan stone. With a slight touch, the Qinglan stone shattered with a 'pop'. Qin Sang skillfully removed the most complex part of the Qinglan stone, not adding or subtracting a single bit.

After that, Qin Sang raised his hand and threw the Blue Mist Stone fragments into the stone fire.

Then flames flickered, the impurities in the Qinglan stone were burned away bit by bit, leaving only the purest part, containing abundant water element power.

But these water element powers are very violent, making it difficult to mold them together and condense them into a sword.

Qin Sang immediately picked up a strand of spider silk and threw it in. The spider silk melted, like cold marrow, very viscous, dripping onto the Qinglan stone, and the violent intent was gradually smoothed over.

Thus, back and forth they went, the two spirit materials blending with each other until they became one, then transforming into a sword shape.

Finally, Qin Sang reached into the flames and pulled out a three-foot green blade.

The blade was long and slender, a vibrant green all over. A white stripe ran down the center, making it quite eye-catching.

The first time he forged a weapon, it was successful. However, this was quite normal. With Qin Sang's cultivation at the middle stage of foundation building, his divine sense and spiritual power control far surpassed that of Wu shopkeeper. It would have been strange if he had failed to forge an inferior magic weapon.

After examining the Spirit Sword for a while, Qin Sang savored the process from before and then casually tossed the sword aside, continuing to refine his elixir.

A batch of inferior spirit swords came out of the furnace, Qin Sang became more and more proficient. He distractedly recalled the contents of the jade slip, feeling that his understanding was deeper than before.

Along the way, because I wanted to try new things, I accidentally failed a few times, but it wasn't a big deal.

A month later, Qin Sang finally came out of his cave and walked into the shop. He looked around, tapped his finger, and a shelf appeared out of thin air, filled with spirit swords.

There are not only inferior spirit swords, but also several middle-grade spirit swords.

The shop finally has a bit of the 'Jiange' flavor.

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This is Qin Sang's achievement over the past month. He trained hard for a month, tried all his ideas, and began to experiment with refining mid-grade magic weapons. His goal was to fully understand this part of the jade slip.

The harvest was abundant, but some content still needs time to contemplate. However, there's no need to stay in the cave and meditate all the time. This period is perfect for visiting Wuyagu.

While honing their skills and accumulating experience, they could also gather the necessary materials for refining artifacts within the boundless valley.

After gaining experience, I began to study the art of refining artifacts and cultivating my abilities.

Over the coming years, he would live a life of ascetic practice, not wasting a single minute. The source of his motivation was the abundant rewards that he could foresee in the future!

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Push open the door.

This is a test.

The midday sun streamed in, warming my body.

Pedestrians on the street heard the noise and looked over in surprise, wondering which shopkeeper was so lazy that they were only opening their shop at this time.

"I need to find someone to help me."

Qin Sang secretly thought.

That day, Qin Sang went to the human tooth shop and after a circle, brought back two people.

One of them was a young man, thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, named Ning Youwei. He was a cultivator, but his cultivation level was only at the second level of the Qi Refining Stage.

The other was Ning Yuwei's mother, who had just recovered from a serious illness and was also very frail.

Ning Youwei's mother was a native of Qingyangfang. When Ning Youwei's mother was young, she married a cultivator, who became Ning Youwei's father.

His father was not talented and had low cultivation, but he had the status of a fairy master and the grace of his ancestors. He owned a cave dwelling in the market town thanks to this, and lived a fairly comfortable life.

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But unexpectedly, a storm arose. Ning Youwei's father disappeared during an expedition outside the city, leaving no trace. The mother and son relied on each other for support, only to be struck by Ning Youwei's mother falling gravely ill.

This son was filial indeed. He sold all his father's possessions, and finally sold the cave dwelling to a cultivator, in order to exchange for spirit medicine and cure his mother's illness.

But as a result, they were destitute and had nowhere to live.

Even though his talent was inferior to his father's, and his cultivation level wasn't much stronger than that of ordinary people, it was too difficult for him to turn things around. To make a living, he had no choice but to compete with ordinary people for resources.

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Qin Sang found out that the story of Ning Yu was true, and brought them back to the shop.

Anyone can use them, and you can rest assured when using them.

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