Chapter 133 Yuanchen Orb

The long sleeves are dancing, and the music is soul-stirring.

The oiran's singing attracted loud applause, but it disturbed Zhou Yi and made him irritable, so he got up and left Chunfeng Tower.

The moon is full in the sky.

Meow--

Mao Jiu jumped onto Zhou Yi's shoulders.

Luo Li emerged from the corner. Since the destruction of the Luo family, he has been hiding in the dark unless he is around Zhou Yi.

"Sir, you said we should go shopping together during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Luo Li's voice reminded Zhou Yi that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival again.

"OK."

Zhou Yi smiled and agreed. Time flies so fast, and it’s Mid-Autumn Festival again.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, one would either look at the moon alone and express feelings, hoping that the moon would shine in the same sky in both worlds, or gather with colleagues at Chunfeng Tower for a lively night.

This year, with Mao Jiu and Luo Li, things were a little different. At least there were people waiting for him.

After informing Zhang Cheng, he walked around Luojing Street with the cat squatting on his shoulder and Luo Li leading the way.

There is no curfew during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the streets are full of people and bustling with all kinds of noise.

Luo Li went around various stalls and bought various kinds of food, most of which went into Mao Jiu's mouth.

In front of a stall, Luo Li pointed at the round, red fruits.

"Sir, there are Yizhou specialties here!"

The stall owner smiled and said: "Young master, you are well-informed. This is indeed a specialty from Yizhou, Lingyuan Fruit. Eating it can calm your nerves and nourish your brain, and you will be admitted to the top of the exam."

Lingyuan fruit is not a spiritual fruit, and there is no wife in the wife cake. It is just for a good name.

Luo Li smiled happily after hearing this, paid for a large bag, and frowned slightly after tasting it.

"The taste is a bit bland."

"really."

As soon as Zhou Yi thought about it, he understood the origin of Lingyuan Fruit.

Daqian also has greenhouse cultivation, and the greenhouse created by the formation allows fruits from southern Xinjiang to grow well in Luojing.

Finally, the Lingyuan Fruit was thrown into Mao Jiu's mouth and rushed to the next stall.

There were only a few types of entertainment in ancient times. In addition to listening to music, guessing lantern riddles, doing tricks, and the like were boring.

Luo Li saw that the other person was having fun playing with the iron gun in a chokehold. He jumped up and used force, breaking the other person's iron gun into three pieces. He quickly paid the money and ran away.

The two of them and one cat walked around three streets. It was almost midnight. They bought some osmanthus wine and moon cakes and were planning to go home.

Zhou Yi suddenly felt the fluctuation of mana and looked up at the eaves above his head. A civet cat was shuttled along the roof.

Behind the civet cat, several black cats chased him, spitting out black aura and cutting off the tiles smoothly.

Luo Jing prohibits fighting, and the cats are very powerful and only dare to fight secretly.

Seeing that it was about to be overtaken, the tabby cat rolled over and turned into a bird, fluttering into the air.

The black cat seemed to have expected it. It opened its mouth and spit out a black net, covering the bird.

The bird's wings vibrated, its body quickly shrunk, and it transformed into a bee, escaping from the gaps in the black net and burrowing into the crowd.

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The black cat jumped off the eaves and quickly chased after the bee in the direction in which it was escaping.

"What a wonderful art of transformation!"

Zhou Yi's mana swept across the eaves, and there was a thumb-sized orb in his hand, as white as jade, with the pattern of a lying cow engraved on the surface.

When the civet cat was transforming into a bird, it took the opportunity to hide the beads in the cracks of the eaves, and then led the pursuers elsewhere.

If it were an ordinary object, Zhou Yi wouldn't care. The magical weapon in his dantian can arm a sect, but this spiritual bead has a pure Yang aura.

Zhou Yi poured mana into the orb, and then fed back a ray of soul power.

This ray of soul power is so pure that it can be integrated into the Yin Shen without refining, and its effectiveness is comparable to ten days of contemplation.

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up: "If someone else throws it away, it's mine. If you pick it up, it's mine!"

Cultivation in the realm of refining the gods mainly relies on visualization, supplemented by spiritual objects that increase the soul.

The rank of Taiyin Yuehua is a bit low, and the fairy peach leaves are not legitimate spiritual objects after all. Since they were condensed into Yin Shen, the effectiveness of the two spiritual objects has been minimal.

Other spiritual objects that increase the Yin God are valuable. Zhou Yi can only meditate diligently every day. It is expected that he will try to enter the fire in 180 years and be promoted to a daily traveler.

This has been thousands of years of mana feeding the physical body and soul, and the efficiency of visualization is extraordinary.

This picked orb just made up for the shortcomings in his practice.

…

Qingfeng Xiaozhu.

Zhou Yi sent away the clingy cat Jiu to study the orb in the house.

Unfortunately, no matter how much mana is poured into it, there is no soul power feedback. I have tried several refining methods, but the orb has no response.

"Disposable magic weapon? Isn't it a waste of joy!"

Zhou Yi carefully examined the orb and found that it was completely integrated, with no traces of prohibition except for the pattern of the lying cow.

Among the ordinary magic weapons, there are various prohibitive inscriptions arranged by the weapon refiners, which have functions such as increasing power, additional spells, and counterattack backdoors. The orbs seem to be naturally polished from jade.

"If you don't give me face, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhou Yi took out a low-grade magic weapon, swiped it hard on the orb, and then replaced it with a medium-grade and high-grade magic weapon, without leaving any trace.

Then the Ziying Sword appeared in his hand and struck on the orb.

The orb glowed with a hazy white light, shielding the sword's edge.

"Young man, since you have some intelligence, it will be easier to handle your fear!"

Zhou Yi took out the golden dragon scissors of the new overlord in Dantian, placed the orb at the scissor gate, and had to cut it off with force.

Buzz!

The orb kept vibrating, sending out a message of fear and begging for mercy.

"You know what's going on!"

Zhou Yi used his magic power again and successfully refined the orb.

This treasure is called the Twelve Yuanchen Pearls. There are twelve beads in a set, and it has two functions.

The first is to refine the demon soul and turn it into pure soul power to increase the Yin God.

The previous owner, the escaped tabby cat, killed a big demon in broad daylight, but the stored soul power had not been refined yet, which was a bargain for Zhou Yi.

The second effect is to send messages.

The refining material of the twelve Yuanchen beads is the real fairy jade bone, which has a mysterious induction between each other. After refining, it can transmit information to the other eleven people.

Zhou Yi stroked the gem, and two messages came into his mind.

Rabbit: Qian Huan, you are finally here, have you arrived in Da Gan?

Sheep: Is there no monster in Da Gan?

Rabbit: Qingshan, how is the situation over there?

Zhou Yi judged from these two sentences that Qian Huan should be Chou Niu, and not asking by code name means that he is likely to know his true identity.

At the same time, the moment the consciousness entered, they found that Zhou Yi was online, so the gem has a reminder function.

"Group chat?"

Zhou Yi did not speak, and silently observed their chat.

Wei Yang: It's not good. Ao Xun is the proud bloodline of that old dragon, and he is still hunting down human cultivators everywhere.

Chen Long: Do you need me to go over?

Wei Yang: I can still hold on. If the real person can cultivate into a real immortal soon, we will be much more relaxed.

Chen Long: It's not that easy to become a real immortal, unless the opportunity is against the sky, there is no hope at all.

Shen Hou: Qian Huan, why don't you reply? Did something unexpected happen?

…

Zhou Yi observed for a moment and found that there were only four people from beginning to end: Mao Tu, Wei Yang, Chen Long, and Shen Hou.

He asked aloud: "I am San Wu, the treasure I picked up on the road. I wonder who Qian Huan you are talking about?"

Wei Yang: San Wu Zhenren!

Shen Hou: A disciple of the real immortal!

Mao Tu: Sword master!

Chen Long: Daoyou are the San Wu who killed the dragon with one sword?

"…"

Zhou Yi couldn't help smacking his lips. When did San Wu become so famous!