Chapter 18 Innate Ability: Neural Shadow Poison

"Doesn't that mean the technology has been lost?" Jiucai Rong showed deep worry, "Can't we make magic tools in our villa? We can only make magic tool embryos?"

"The technology is not lost, but the lack of forging materials is the key."

Ning Zheng looked heavy: "The magical powers and spells in the magic tools come from monsters. They are born with spiritual roots and are born with [natural magical powers].

During forging, we need the bones and flesh of such monsters to be injected into the magic tool embryos to extract one of their magical powers... We don't have a channel to purchase monster corpses in this regard."

Magic tool embryos are just a foundation.

Some fangs, fur, bones, and blood of monsters are the real way to forge magic tools.

According to the information Ning Zheng got when he was a blacksmith in the villa, the assembly line of a magic tool is probably like this.

Mining, smelting, and forging into a rough magic tool embryo.

The rough pieces of magic tools are sent to family markets and monk cities, and then forged by forgers in local magic tool shops. They can even be customized for monks.

Because these cities will have family monks and local independent cultivators who are responsible for hunting monsters and selling materials to the forging shops. Only then can they use these materials to forge magic tools.

Simply put, Ning Zheng's mine belongs to the upper reaches of the magic tool assembly line.

"Then we don't have a channel for monster materials, so can we put people into magic tools?"

Jiucai Rong's mind moved, and he didn't realize that he asked a question that made Ning Zheng feel numb. His expression was very simple:

"For example, this monk cultivates a spiritual root to get [Innate Magical Power], and then catches him and throws him in for forging. Then, will this weapon also generate this monk's [Innate Magical Power]..."

? ? ?

How can a normal person say such cold words?

Ning Zheng looked at them and felt a little inexplicably horrified.

Young people should learn to think from others' perspective before speaking!

Then what would you do if someone wanted to put you into a magic weapon?

But seeing the other party's eager look, Ning Zheng still said in a deep voice:

"Of course it is feasible. Many robbery cultivators, monsters, and demons use the flesh and blood of their own race to forge magic weapons, but we are a regular forging villa. Don't follow suit and hunt for cultivators passing by the mountain outside to forge magic weapons."

At first, Ning Zheng was also afraid that those monsters would catch him to refine weapons.

Because his spiritual roots are special, they are the highest grade of heavenly spiritual roots.

He didn't save up the 200,000 luck points without spending money.

In the past few years, he also spent a full 30,000 luck to request the most suitable spiritual root for himself, so he got a shadow crocodile grass soaked in the blood of the world-destroying natural disaster shadow crocodile in unknown time and space.

It's amazing, it's a spiritual grass without a body, only a shadow.

[Spiritual Root: Shadow]

[Innate magical power: Neural Shadow Poison, attack can add spiritual life energy, each attack on the enemy will cause a spiritual parasitism, attack ten times, the enemy's soul body will produce a cocoon split, and a clone will exist on the enemy for a certain period of time. ]

...

Hit the enemy ten times, and a clone of Ning Zheng will be temporarily separated from the enemy.

Ning Zheng tried to shoot a river monster with a bow and arrow, and the arrow of Neural Shadow Poison, but she kept shooting, and a bunch of Ning Zheng's shadows appeared around the river monster, chasing the river monster together.

Even Ning Zheng's clones can stack the number of attacks, inject toxins, and besiege together to cause new clones to split.

The more you fight, the more!

Ning Zheng didn't know how powerful she was, but secretly compared various low-level five-element spiritual root innate spells, small cloud rain spell, wind riding spell, fireball spell... She seemed a little unique!

The painting style was obviously wrong.

How to say it?

It looks evil at first glance.

Every ten shots, the opponent will give birth to a baby, which does not fit the temperament of a classical swordsman.

Sometimes Ning Zheng would wonder how he would get married in the future.

But in terms of practicality, it feels that those natural beasts, big monsters, and even the top skills of those ancient holy places may be just like this.

If I were discovered by those monsters, I would probably grab them and refine them as if they were treasures, and use their ashes to make a knife...

It is estimated that it will also have the effect of chopping people and splitting people, which can be called a magic weapon.

At the same time.

It seems that my 30,000 luck value is very cost-effective, but then, Ning Zheng found that he fell into a huge pit!

This is equivalent to a 30,000 down payment.

The subsequent skills must be developed by myself!

The development of skills for each realm in the future, and the various supporting techniques, I am afraid it will cost an astronomical figure.

Thoughts return to the present.

No matter what... Ning Zheng is very resistant to using monks to refine magic weapons.

"I understand. Our villa produces rough embryos. Our work is that simple." Jiucai Rong agreed, but he was more speechless in his heart.

It turns out that we are worse off than we thought.

It is a sweatshop without any technology.

Large quantities of semi-finished magic weapon embryos are sold, and the refiners who bought them process and refine them, making a lot of money in an instant.

You have to hunt fierce beasts to refine magic weapons...

Where do the original monster forging materials come from?

"Difficult, difficult, difficult! But since the name is Sword Forging Villa, it is impossible to get rough pieces... This main line is stuck and needs to be broken."

Jiu Cairong suddenly touched a piece of green bird shit that fell from his hair and raised his head silently.

"Found it in the wild area."

...

Time passed and it was soon dusk.

Ning Zheng was about to leave and left a sentence: "Work hard, I won't accompany you for dinner. Remember to rest on time and recover your energy so that you can work energetically tomorrow."

In fact.

Looking at their appearance, it is estimated that they can't eat much.

In the afternoon, they all secretly ate magic copper as snacks, and they were still pretending to forge iron there to show that they were clean.

The belly of four months of pregnancy had obviously betrayed them!

And Ning Zheng didn't care about their cheating.

As for the assembly line of the food factory, the workers are at least fed and can eat as much as they want. No matter how delicious the food is, they will always vomit after eating it every day.

The money boys raised in the villa also ate happily at the beginning. They wanted to stick their butts up and put their heads in, but they vomited later, and the slaves had to hold their heads down to eat!

Ning Zheng felt that it was good for them to do this.

If they eat magic copper crazily, their nails will grow out, and the raw materials for forging magic money will soon be available.

After Ning Zheng left the blacksmith shop, he was ready to go down the mountain. When he was a slave, he had a dream, to get off work on time.

When he got home and finished eating, it was exactly seven o'clock, and he just kicked them off the line in the air.

It was when he went down the mountain that Ning Zheng saw several chefs cooking.

They held a large magic copper pot and kept stirring it with a wooden stick.

Gurgle~~

I don't know what kind of porridge they were cooking, it kept bubbling and steaming.

God of Cookery: [No, I really can't do it anymore. I'm a little weak. I went to bed at four in the evening and woke up at seven in the morning and I've been dizzy ever since. ]

Shao Chai Kun: [Do you have any experience in cooking? ]

God of Cookery: [No, I was raised by takeout. ]

Shao Chai Kun: [Then you call yourself God of Cookery? Bah, you just gave me a random name and you still claim to be a hotel chef. ]

God of Cookery: [Next, let's put in 95-grade gasoline. ]

Shao Chai Kun: [So much? ]

God of Cookery: [It's a bargain for them. ]

Shao Chai Kun: [I don't even dare to eat that much. ]

God of Cookery: [It's for the people in the villa anyway. ]

Shao Chai Kun: [What if something goes wrong after eating it? ]

God of Cookery: [Put it in the forge, and when the suona is played, dozens of blacksmiths will do it gloriously. 】

...

Ning Zheng looked at the silence and remembered that in addition to the copper sword and copper knife forged before, there was indeed a copper suona... He could not help but understand something, sighed and continued to go down the mountain.

These people are probably sick.

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