ebookland Chapter 542 It’s finally over
Chapter 542 It’s finally over
In fact, over the past ten days, Gongsun Yan has been using his spiritual sense to observe Li Moyun refining weapons.
He already knew clearly what Li Moyun's talent was in refining weapons, and he was just pretending to do it.
Putting down the sword in his hand, Gongsun Yan looked at him, "My disciples are divided into two types, one is the registered disciples, and the other is the personal disciples. The registered disciples do not need to follow my rules. Occasionally, when I have time, I will also give them some guidance.
If you become my direct disciple, you must abide by my rules. You are forbidden from refining a single finished product for a hundred years. You can only assist me, starting from the most basic smelting and removing impurities, learning step by step. And you must not set foot outside of Fenyang Valley for a hundred years. After a hundred years, if I deem you qualified, I will hold a ceremony to become my direct disciple.
You can think it over carefully and then make a decision."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Li Moyun immediately said in a firm voice: "Don't think about it, I am willing to be your personal disciple and abide by all your rules."
Although he had not seen Gongsun Yan refining weapons with his own eyes, he believed in Xiao Han and also believed in the vision of a cultivator in the fusion realm.
And Gongsun Yan asked him to start from the basics again, and he was very willing to do so.
He learned some basic techniques of refining weapons when he was an apprentice in the same refining workshop as Xiao Han in Zixiao City.
Not to mention that they were just apprentices at the time, not proper disciples, even the masters in the workshop at the time could only refine some magical instruments.
Later, although he was able to refine magic weapons, and even learned to refine high-level magic weapons in the Juxian Sect, without a proper master to teach him, he still could not change his unconventional background, which brought about some minor disadvantages.
Gongsun Yan asked him to start learning from the basics again, obviously because he saw his shortcomings and drawbacks.
For Li Moyun, who was obsessed with refining equipment and wanted to become a master of it, this was like a long-awaited rain, so how could he miss it?
Gongsun Yan stared into his eyes and saw only excitement and desire.
He nodded and said, "Then you can stay in the valley. I will have someone give you an identity token for a pre-school disciple."
Li Moyun bowed his hands in thanks, "Thank you, Senior Gongsun."
Now Gongsun Yan has not officially accepted him as a disciple, so he cannot call him Master, but can only call him Senior.
Li Moyun will be imprisoned in Fenyang Valley for a hundred years to re-learn the basics of refining, and Xiao Han will be stationed in the Arctic ice field for a hundred years. Although immortal cultivators have long lifespans, a hundred years pass by in a flash.
Over the past hundred years, no alien monsters have been found in the Arctic ice field, and the high-level cultivators of Yuantian Continent can finally relax.
The four major camps, including Jibing City, the barracks used for previous training, and the large spirit gathering array were not demolished after the army was disbanded.
After all, the capital has been built, so why demolish it and waste it?
Because a thousand-man garrison remained, Jibing City became the base camp for the garrisoned monks. The other four camps were given to the major forces in the Northern Territory near the Arctic Ice Field.
These camps can be converted into a small fairy city, renting out houses at low prices to attract some low-level cultivators to live there.
Although the Far North is a desolate and barren land, the camp equipped with a large spirit gathering array is rich in spiritual energy and is a good place for low-level cultivators to practice in seclusion on weekdays.
The coalition's top brass at the time also considered this: the more monks there were living in the Arctic Icefield, the easier it would be to detect any alien monsters that invaded again.
Now, Xiao Han and his thousand regular troops are about to be disbanded, and Jibing City will be vacated.
Then, perhaps because being a war correspondent was an occupational disease, even after a hundred years, Ji Qingluan always liked to collect and inquire about some information.
Then she told Xiao Han that this Jibing City was taken over by a Divine Transformation cultivator named Liu Yan.
After all, gossip is only a happy thing when you share it with friends who also like gossip.
Xiao Han did remember Liu Yan. When the alien monsters first invaded and Jibing City was massacred, it was Liu Yan who took her to clean up the bodies of the deceased monks scattered throughout the city.
Later, it was Liu Yan who did not seek credit for himself and recommended Xiao Han to Qin Yu as the captain of the Propaganda Department.
Therefore, Xiao Han had a very good impression of Liu Yan. Now that Jibing City was handed over to him for management, it was also a good thing to have another Divine Transformation cultivator stationed in the far north.
Of course, it was not the place for a tiny Nascent Soul like her to have a say in these important matters; she could only listen.
After exchanging all the remaining points for supplies, Xiao Han and Qu Zhiyun were finally able to leave the Far North together.
Over the years, patrol work has been easy and there has been a lot of free time, so Xiao Han has been practicing and practicing sword skills.
However, the amount of spiritual energy that needs to be absorbed and accumulated in the Nascent Soul stage is simply too much. Even though she enjoyed a feast of fairy dew, practiced hard for more than a hundred years, and exchanged for a lot of spiritual jade marrow, her cultivation level is still a little bit away from the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.
Xiao Han estimated that he might need to practice hard for another ten years before reaching the peak of the middle stage.
She decided that after returning to Anyang City, she would go into seclusion until her cultivation reached the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Then she would go out and travel around to look for opportunities to break through the barriers.
Seeing Xiao Han’s true return and being able to stay in Anyang City permanently, the Luo brothers and sisters were very happy.
Luo Mingying is now also a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core. In Anyang City, where only the Divine Transformation cultivators are in charge, the Golden Core cultivator is already a mid-level cultivator that cannot be ignored.
The Luo siblings are very grateful to Xiao Han for changing their fate, so they have been managing Hanyi Film and Television and its affiliated screening room with all their heart and soul.
This time, Qu Zhiyun went straight back to Ziyan Valley. After all, she was a cultivator from her own sect, which also had Divine Transformation cultivators. Many resources, including all matters related to Divine Transformation, could be obtained from the sect's assistance.
Qu Zhiyun hopes that she can become a god as soon as possible so that she can provide some help to Xiao Han when he becomes a god in the future.
Although it takes understanding and great opportunity for a cultivator to become a god, Qu Zhiyun feels that after meeting Xiao Han, his luck has changed greatly. Maybe becoming a god is not just a dream anymore?
Back in Anyang City, Xiao Han reunited with the Luo brothers and sisters, and listened to some financial reports about Hanyi Film and Television and Banrixian Teahouse.
Even if everyone can use communication tools to keep in touch, using that thing is never as convenient as chatting face to face.
The three of them gathered at the Banri Teahouse for half a day, and then Xiao Han returned to the courtyard he rented.
As soon as he entered the yard, Badou flew to the big tree where the vine spirit was entangled.
"There's not even a tree on the ice field. I never want to go to that damn place again."
The croton was squatting on a big tree, croaking.
Xiao Han sneered: "You really have forgotten your roots. If you hadn't gone to the Arctic Ice Field, would your cultivation level have skyrocketed from the seventh level to the ninth level?"
Croton rolled his eyes and said, "Um, oh..."
Just as Croton was about to find some reasons to defend himself, he suddenly screamed, flapped his wings hard, broke free from the restraints, and flew away from the tree.
It turned out that the vine spirit wanted to wrap its tentacles around it and suck its blood.
Although Badou is a weakling in combat, it is still a ninth-level demon bird. With the explosion of demonic spiritual power in its body, the vine spirit still cannot restrain it.
The frightened Croton was now very angry.
Although Ba Ye has never fought with anyone, he is not someone that a plant spirit like you can bully. This is intolerable.
It flew in the air far away from the tentacles of the vine spirit, glaring at it and cursing, "You, a plant spirit that can't walk, run, or fly, dare to provoke my master, Ba. Let me see how I will deal with you today."