Tomb Robber: My understanding is incredible and my painting style is unique.

When everyone in Xiling was shocked by the breath leaked from the sword,

Zhu Peng held the skin in his hand.

A large number of vermilion incantations on the skin were floating around a pure white sword-shaped incantation.

Looking directly at these incantations, it felt like When

Zhu Peng couldn't control every inch of his flesh and blood, he would have been unable to withstand the stimulation of his eyes and turned his head away.

Now that the sword has been made, he can only You need to find hardware elites to devour them to convert them into sword energy.

To refine the hardware elites, you need a lot of ores.

These days, hardware ores are strategic materials and cannot be purchased. If you want to convert enough sword energy, you still need to You have to go to the mines or the areas occupied by the Japanese.

These guys are crazy about plundering mineral resources on the land of Kyushu. The amount of minerals they hoard is astronomical. Instead of letting the Japanese use these resources to continuously replenish their war potential,

It's better to swallow all the power and turn it into one's own, which not only strengthens oneself, but also saves the country.

Killing two birds with one stone, but these are still far away at the moment, if there is anything that can be transformed into sword energy,

Zhu Peng silently took out the small sword given by Chen Yulou. This thing allowed him to understand the hardware sword-raising pot, and it was also It was an incredible thing.

He guessed that it was probably a type of Taoist flying sword.

It was forged with a large amount of metal elites.

He had no use for a palm-sized sword.

It was just used to accumulate a wave of sword energy.

Zhu Peng would The small sword was pressed on the already formed sword urn, and the elite hardware in the small sword was felt.

The incantations on the sword urn lit up in a series, and the white light enveloped the small sword.

Under Zhu Peng's gaze, the small sword The sword gradually melted in the white light.

In his perception, sword energy was condensing in the sword urn.

When the small sword completely melted, the incantation on the sword urn converged and the light returned to its original state. Only the light on the sword urn was condensed. The sharp stream of light that occasionally flashes through the spell is unusual,

"One hundred and twelve sword energy."

Zhu Peng sensed that the amount of sword energy transformed from the sword urn was very surprising.

He never expected that a small sword the size of a palm could transform more than a hundred sword qi.

You must know that according to the conversion rate of the sword urn into hardware elites,

The tempered metal elite requires hundreds of kilograms to convert a sword energy, and the coarse ore requires at least a ton or more to convert a sword energy, and this small sword is equivalent to tens of thousands of kilograms of hardware elite. Ying, hundreds of tons of rough ore,

Zhu Peng, who thought that the small sword could only condense a few sword energy, was naturally pleasantly surprised.

He wrapped the skin that was used to make the sword between his exposed waist and abdomen, and tore the neat skin Under Zhu Peng's control, a large number of granulations and tentacles emerged from the cracks, and they were stitched together. The skin where the sword was located squirmed and bonded with the flesh again.

Soon Zhu Peng's skin returned to its original state, and no cuts could be seen. There are only a large number of traces around the sword urn, as if they were born on the skin.

Feeling the sword energy contained in the sword urn floating away,

Zhu Peng planned to test the power of the sword qi.

With a thought, a spell was cast on the skin. Zhu Peng squirmed, and a sword energy emerged from the sword urn and turned into a translucent long sword floating in the air.

Feeling the sword energy like an extension of his own arm's will,

Zhu Peng had a thought, and the sword energy suddenly turned into a sword. The sharp stream of light directly penetrated the wooden wall of the room and then disappeared into the mountain rocks behind the apse.

He approached the wooden wall that was penetrated by the sword energy.

A hole the size of a thumb was clearly visible. He looked back along the hole.

With his extremely strong eyesight, he could see that there was a hole deep into the mountain rock behind the wooden wall. He didn't know how deep it was.

Zhu Peng reached out and touched the hole in the wooden wall.

The hole opened by the sword energy felt smooth to the touch. It is incomparable, as if it has been carefully polished, which is enough to show the sharpness of the sword energy.

Zhu Peng is extremely satisfied with this sword energy. However, although this sword has been modified by himself to carry the carrier, it is currently just a cultivation style. , but he always felt that the height of the sword behind would undergo fundamental changes in the style of painting.

This feeling was just an intuition without evidence, but

Zhu Peng already knew in his heart that this was a high probability event.

With this weird understanding, painting The wind is normal no matter how it changes, so he can only hope that the style of his paintings in the future will not be too outrageous.

As for normality, he no longer has extravagant hopes.

Zhu Peng put on clothes to cover up the incantation part of the sword and urn, and directly connected with it. Sleeping in clothes, when he came out of the room the next morning, he realized that the people in Xiling, led by Chen Yulou, looked at him with a bit complicated eyes.

Most of them were in awe.

"Brother Zhu, you're up. I'm just about to ask someone to invite you."

Chen Yulou waved to Zhu Peng,

"Today we will discuss how to enter the Pingshan Ancient Tomb."

The Xiling bandits were very discerning and brought up an Eight Immortals table.

Zhu Peng, Chen Yulou, Partridge Shao and Luo Laowai sat on the four sides.

"I have discussed it with Brother Zhu and Luo Shuai before. If you want to quickly enter Pingshan, you can only enter from the Pingshan cliff."

"It’s just that the person I’m worried about is the poisonous insect that has been hiding under the abyss for who knows how many years and has been swallowing up monsters and mirages."

"Now that the Partridge Whistle brothers from the Bishan lineage have joined, relying on Bishan's biochemical restraint techniques, it is easy to deal with the poisonous insects."

Chen Yulou looked at Partridge Top and told him about the situation under Pingshan Mountain.

After listening, Partridge Top nodded slightly,

"If it is a poisonous insect, it would be easy to tell. Let’s wait until we see what kind of poisonous insect it is."

"Then we will think of ways to restrain ourselves."

The biochemical restraint method of the Bishan lineage is a method that Taoist Bishan has been wandering among the ancient tombs for thousands of years and summed up from various poisonous insects and monsters.

As long as he observes a little, he can think of restraint methods. Method,

"However, you need to be prepared before going down the cliff to explore the way."

"There is a lot of turbid air under the cliff. It would be inappropriate to go down hastily."

"It is necessary to look for more lime and cinnabar that are extremely positive, and fill in the abyss at noon to create a safe opportunity to explore the path."

Chen Yulou nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

The yang energy of cinnabar and lime is the nemesis of poisonous insects lurking in the abyss.

No matter what kind of poisonous insects are below, as long as it is sprinkled, a safe area can be circled, and there is no need to worry about getting into the poisonous insect nest.

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