"The guy who sold me the spirit possession technique told me that this set of secret techniques was obtained from a small spirit world that has disappeared."
In the hall, Jiang Xia, gritting his teeth, was explaining the steps of the spirit possession technique to Shi Rui.
He spread out the information in his hand, placed it on the table, pointed at the elementary spirit-attaching seal diagrams, and said:
“After I got this thing, I tried it out. It’s not difficult to understand. At least it’s much simpler than the Mohist spell in the Mo Shuang Mountain introductory exercises that Elder Wang Liufu gave me.
From lower level to higher level engraving, all are completed through the combination of basic engraving runes, and all the basic runes add up to only thirty-seven.
Carve it on an object and then use some special materials to make it possess a spirit.
I don’t think there’s any difficulty.”
Jiang Xia took out several generations of low-grade ashes from his storage ring, placed them next to Shi Rui, and said:
“The only difficulty may be that it is difficult to find the spirit-attaching materials, and the familiar records of these engraving combinations. The lower-level engravings are not a big deal.
But the higher you go, the more complex the combinations become.
Its superior seventeen engraved rune arrays each use more than hundreds of basic runes, and the positions cannot be wrong.
This is more troublesome.”
"Trouble? No, it's not troublesome. It's already very simple."
Shi Rui looked at the drawings in front of him and quickly entered the state of learning. Without even raising his head, he said:
“When you enter the sect, any set of blueprints for high-grade magic tools in the sect library will be more complicated than this, not to mention the steps for refining magic tools.
The preparation work alone is more than ten times more complicated than this.
This kind of spirit-attaching carving is simple and easy to learn, and it does not require deep spiritual power to support it. Even a half-baked cultivator like me can learn it. Junior brother, you have given me a great gift!"
Shi Rui did not hide his joy. He moved his fingers and said eagerly:
“Although the upper limit of this spirit-attached weapon is quite low, it is enough to make a top-grade magical weapon for the Qi training stage. In four months, it will be the sect competition.
This time, it was you, my junior brother, who gave me good luck from heaven.
As long as I practice this spirit possession technique well, I will be able to get a qualified evaluation in this competition. I don't have to rely on the secret help of my senior sisters like in previous years to barely pass.
There is no need to embarrass Master anymore."
"I do have a question. Brother, won't you be scolded by the elders of the sect for using this non-Mohist technique to make a weapon?"
Jiang Xia asked:
"Mo Shuang Mountain is the inheritance of the former Mo Clan Immortal Sect. They should take this aspect very seriously, right?"
"No, you're overthinking it."
Shi Rui's eyes lit up, and he said nonchalantly:
"Who can become a monk without one or two secret skills?
Take for example Brother Chu Qiao, the genius among our senior brothers.
I heard that Elder Liu Chu once gave him a ball of strange fire from the Nether Fire Realm, allowing him to process high-level spiritual materials on his own. Also, Senior Brother Chu Qiao's parents are related by marriage to the sect manager of Zhujianzhuang.
He was raised outside the Sword Casting Manor and observed from a young age, so he naturally understood the secret method of refining weapons.
Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, it would be impossible for him to create a low-grade magic weapon in the Qi Training Realm and use it to easily break through to the True Existence Realm.
As long as it is not some evil magic of unknown origin.
As long as you don't break the rules and learn from others, the elders of the sect won't care."
Jiang Xia felt relieved when he heard this answer.
Seeing that Shi Rui had taken the ashes, he took out a classic black Glock 17 pistol he had made from the ring and began to try out the spirit possession. He also felt a little itchy.
He then took out an M107 weapon prototype from the ring, sat opposite Shi Rui, picked up the spirit-binding tools, and began to practice.
In the light of several large candles in the hall, the two chatted and laughed, confirming their understanding of the spirit possession technique. The principle of this thing is not complicated.
Under Jiang Xia's guidance, Shi Rui quickly got the hang of it.
After Lao Jiang finished carving the last mark of the first talisman array, he suddenly remembered something, so he raised his head and said to Shi Rui, who was holding the carving knife and carving the mark carefully:
"Brother, I want to ask you something, please don't blame me."
"Go ahead."
When Shi Rui is working, he is less cheerful and his handsome and fair face is full of seriousness, which makes him look more calm.
“Before I met you, I knew little about cultivation.
I learned from Governor Hong that you, senior brother, were sent to Mo Shuang Mountain to practice since childhood, but you have no talent for practice and have not entered the Qi training realm after so many years.
To be honest, I also thought at that time that you were someone without any talent for cultivation ."
Jiang Xia smiled, picked up the magic wand, and gently brushed the ashes onto the engraved mark, saying:
“But later I realized I was wrong.
I don't know what my senior brother's talent for cultivation is, but a mortal like me with no background can find someone to cleanse my marrow and open my sea of ​​consciousness.
With Elder Shi Yan's love for Senior Brother, as long as Senior Brother opens his mouth, it would be absolutely easy for him to reach the Qi training realm in so many years.
But senior brother still maintains himself in the state of a "half-cultivator" who can communicate with spiritual energy but whose sea of ​​consciousness is not open and who cannot practice. I guess it's not because senior brother can't practice, but because he doesn't want to practice?
I am curious, why would you rather bear the title of "waste" than become a monk?"
Lao Jiang put down the Midas Touch and glanced at the silent Shi Rui.
He slightly emphasized his tone and said:
"Could it be that what Senior Brother wants in his heart is the throne of Fengming Country?"
Shi Rui did not answer.
There was no special expression on his face, and he was not angry because of Jiang Xia's somewhat inappropriate question.
He is very patient.
The engraving at hand was completed very carefully.
The pair of white and slender hands were very steady, and their accuracy, after years of tool-making practice, was no less than that of Lao Jiang's left prosthetic arm controlled by a chip.
After several minutes, Shi Rui looked at the engraving that was exactly the same as the one in the diagram. Then he nodded with satisfaction and picked up the matte touchstone.
Carefully pick up some ash and apply it to the scratches.
The movements of the third prince were like the handwriting of a master painter. He held the touchstone in his left hand and gently lifted the edge of his wide sleeve with his right hand. The whole movement was full of tranquility and smoothness.
He is really like a handsome young man in this corrupt world.
"Junior brother, you are very clever. I have deceived my uncle, father, queen, and mother for so many years, but you saw through it at a glance."
Shi Rui said softly without raising his head:
"But it's not what you think. I'm really not interested in the throne. If possible, I would rather be a carefree monk and spend my life.
But I can't.
At least not now."
"Why?"
Jiang Xia asked.
Shi Rui sighed and said:
"Junior brother helped my uncle before and eliminated the thieves in Ruyifang. I know that Liu Ruyi got his help through my second brother's relationship. He trained private soldiers for my second brother in the three counties and had evil intentions.
He really deserves to be killed!
But even if Liu Ruyi hadn't existed, the relationship between my second brother and my eldest brother would have long been at odds with each other because of the throne.
Father...
Alas, my father is old. He was busy with state affairs in his early years and became ill from overwork. He already has signs of dementia. And my mother, although she is the queen, comes from a peasant family and does not have much experience.
She is indecisive about big things.
I dare not make a decision.
The reason why the eldest brother and the second brother have not completely torn their faces apart and committed treasonous acts is because the father is still alive, and...
I’m still here.”
The third prince put down the Midas Touch and admired his work. He then picked up the seal of the spirit-enchanting tool and injected spiritual power into it. He said:
“As long as I don’t become a monk, there is a chance that I will take the throne.
My mother's family is related by blood to master, a great cultivator in the divine realm. If I were to go down the mountain to fight for the throne, my elder and second brothers would never be able to compete with me.
Before they confirmed that I had given up my inheritance rights, although they wanted to kill each other, they still had to unite in the confrontation and jointly deal with my threat.
This prevented chaos in the Fengming Kingdom’s court.
But Junior Brother...
The Immortal Alliance clearly stipulates that cultivators are not allowed to intervene in disputes in the mortal world.
If I become a cultivator, I will automatically give up the inheritance. I am afraid that the next day, inside and outside the capital, and in Fengming country, there will be rivers of blood. "
A gloomy look appeared on the third prince's face. He looked out the window at the dark night and said:
"Master has said more than once that he would help me cleanse my marrow and transform into a mortal, but I refused each time. If someone calls me a waste, then so be it. I can't hear them anyway, and it would be a waste of their time to talk.
I don't care either.
I will become a monk.
As long as the throne of Fengming Kingdom is smoothly handed over, no matter whether it is the eldest brother or the second brother who ascends the throne, as long as the country is stable, I will not have any hesitation.
I have never fulfilled my duties as a prince since I was a child, and have been avoiding my responsibilities in the mountains for so many years. This is the last thing I can do for my father and mother.
So that they don’t have to witness another tragedy of brothers killing each other when they are old. "
After listening to Shi Rui's self-narration, Jiang Xia didn't know what to say.
In his opinion, Shi Rui's choice was undoubtedly very negative.
If Jiang Xia were to choose, he would definitely support the eldest prince or the second prince and end the fight for the throne quickly and easily.
Help one and completely crush the other.
Wouldn't there be no trouble?
What's more, the third prince is Queen Shi's biological son. He and his two older brothers are not real brothers and have not lived together since childhood.
Why should I delay my life for them?
But he did not agree with this behavior, but he was not qualified to oppose Shi Rui's choice.
After all, this is his family affair.
Some people are gloomy and extremely selfish.
Naturally, there are people who are gentle and kind to everyone.
"But it's not a good idea for you to force peace on them like this."
Jiang Xia lowered his head and continued to work on his work. He said:
"Given the current situation in Fengming Country, even if the king designates an heir, the transfer of the throne will not be so smooth... Actually, I think the king has been hesitating for a long time because he has his own ideas.
He obviously wants you to inherit the throne, brother.
His father is waiting for you to make a decision. To be honest, this is the best outcome for the country and the family."
"But I don't want to."
Shi Rui said helplessly:
"I like to play with my sisters in Mo Shuang Mountain, I like to wander around the sect, I like to travel around with my master, and I like to chat and brag with my brothers.
I like the kind of unconstrained life.
This is how I have lived since I was a child, and I don’t really want to change.
My father's throne is too heavy, I don't want it, and I don't want it to be stained with blood. Although I don't like my two brothers, they are nominal relatives after all.
Since I don't allow them to kill each other, they can't just draw their knives!
Even if it's pretending.
They also have to behave themselves and act respectful and humble until everything is settled. Whoever dares to make a move first, I will immediately support the other one.
Whoever my father says the throne belongs to, it belongs to him.
My father won’t give it to me.
They can’t rob!”
There was a sense of arrogance and stubbornness in these last few sentences that was totally inconsistent with Shi Rui's temperament.
Jiang Xia shook his head after seeing this.
This senior brother looks elegant and lively, but he has a hidden domineering strength in his character, and he is a master at balancing the board.
Although he was outside Fengming country, he was able to firmly suppress the struggle for succession in the country.
To be honest, if he was the old king.
He would definitely want Shi Rui to inherit the throne. Just based on the tyranny hidden under this elegance, Shi Rui would definitely be a decisive monarch.
"I think I will become a real good friend with you, brother."
Jiang Xia chuckled and stopped talking.
He calmed down, and with the precision of a replica of his left eye prosthesis, he skillfully engraved more than a dozen marks on the semi-automatic heavy sniper in his hand. The whole process was smooth and flowing .
The sharp carving knife seemed to have a soul in Jiang Xia's hands, jumping happily.
Shi Rui raised his head and admired the scene.
He also saw Jiang Xia's left arm under his sleeve.
The silver metal prosthesis filled the Third Prince with curiosity. He had also seen such sophisticated machinery in other wasteland warriors.
He liked this kind of futuristic and technological creation, even though he didn't even know the word "technology".
But advanced things are always beautiful.
As he looked at it, Shi Rui's eyes narrowed.
Jiang Xia was working very seriously, and every movement was as precise as a mechanical one. Amidst the flying wood chips, the talisman array consisting of five imprints was completed by Jiang Xia.
Then began the second step of applying ashes to attach spirits.
He seemed to be immersed in the joy of creation, as if he no longer cared about anything in the outside world.
He didn't even notice that while he was concentrating on making the weapon, the Su Yi Sutra technique in his body was promoting spiritual energy and speeding up its operation in this immersed state of trance.
Jiang Xia's body began to actively absorb the surrounding spiritual energy at a speed several times faster than normal.
Shi Rui saw this strange phenomenon.
"Is this... studying meditation?"
There was a hint of surprise in the third prince's eyes.
In this world of cultivation, the practices of weapon cultivators, elixir cultivators, and talisman cultivators are somewhat different from those of ordinary cultivators who engage in fighting and killing. In addition to practicing techniques and accumulating spiritual power on a daily basis.
There is another way for heaven and earth to give feedback.
Just like Jiang Xia at this moment, he immersed himself in the production wholeheartedly, reaching a state of unity of mind and body, which is called meditation in Buddhism and research in Mo Shuangshan.
It will be like the unity of man and nature, and you will receive the spiritual feedback from the great way of heaven and earth.
The efficiency of cultivation in this state is very terrifying. Some cultivators will choose to work hard to maintain this state when they are about to break through the realm.
But it is difficult to get involved in research.
This thing is very metaphysical, it's all about fate.
Shi Rui had also seen his own senior sister accidentally enter into research due to a burst of inspiration. He had also seen his own weird master, who would inexplicably enter into research even when eating or taking a break.
He himself had had similar experiences, but they had to be forcibly broken each time to prevent himself from being unable to control the flow of spiritual energy and sending himself directly into the Qi training state.
"Junior Brother Jiang, you are not an ordinary person either. You seem to be a natural Mohist weapon maker."
Shi Rui chuckled, he stood up, quietly took his materials and information, and left the living room so as not to disturb Jiang Xia's research.
The moment he gently closed the door, he glanced at Jiang Xia, who was still busy and leisurely.
He whispered:
"Yes, as you said, we will definitely become real good friends."
"Junior Brother Jiang."