"Huh!" Xiao Wenbing asked curiously, "Why?"
The old Taoist priest Xianyun treated himself with great care, and it was extremely rare for him to blow his beard and glare like this.
"The Earth Vein Fire Source, do you even know what that is? Even I, your master, wouldn't dare say I have the ability to get there. For you to go there is simply courting death," said the old Taoist Xianyun menacingly.
Although he knew that this disciple was always incredibly powerful, this matter was indeed of utmost importance. With his Golden Core cultivation, he was completely helpless. If he was ungrateful and went rashly, he would eventually turn into ashes, and then it would be too late to regret it.
"Oh? So those earth vein fires weren't collected by your disciple himself?" Fairy Bixia asked, suddenly realizing.
"Sigh..." Xiao Wenbing was extremely embarrassed. He tugged at the sleeve of the old Taoist priest Xianyun and went to a distance away, whispering, "Master, please don't embarrass your disciple."
The old Taoist priest glared at him and said, "I'd rather you lose face than risk your life."
Xiao Wenbing smiled confidently and said, "Master, since the Tianding Sect has a way to extract the earth's fire source, I have the same means."
"Hmph, do you even know how they collect it?"
"This disciple does not know." Xiao Wenbing shook his head repeatedly. Heaven knows how they collected it; surely they didn't just pick it up.
"They were found," said the old Taoist priest Xianyun solemnly.
"What?" Xiao Wenbing exclaimed, his voice rising eight octaves with a strange expression.
"What's all the fuss about?" the old Taoist priest Xianyun scolded. "Those who cultivate the Tao, please be quiet before your master."
"Yes." Xiao Wenbing responded and quickly asked, "Master, how did you find these things? I'd like to go and pick some up too."
"Nonsense! There are dozens of outlets of ley line fire on Tianding Star, where it's incredibly hot, and ordinary cultivators can't even get close. Every few decades or centuries, the strata of Tianding Star shift, and occasionally a few ley line fire sources will erupt from the volcanoes. The disciples of the Tianding Sect guard these craters year-round, and only by sheer chance can they obtain even a tiny bit. You brat..." Old Daoist Xianyun glared at him fiercely and said, "Do you think this is like picking up trash? You can just grab a handful."
"So it's that difficult?" Xiao Wenbing frowned deeply, sighing that his current cultivation level was too low. If he had cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, his divine power would have increased significantly. At that time, it would have been possible to create a source of earth vein fire out of thin air, and he wouldn't be as helpless as he was now.
As was his habit, Xiao Wenbing's thoughts drifted to the Mirror God, and he began to ask him questions.
A divine artifact is indeed a divine artifact; the knowledge it possesses is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. After a moment, the furrowed brow of Xiao Wenbing finally unfurrowed, and he laughed loudly, saying, "Master, rest assured, this disciple has his own way to reach the depths of the earth's veins."
This time, it was the old Taoist Xianyun who frowned and angrily rebuked, "You brat, why are you still not giving up? Do you think everyone in the Tianding Sect is a dead man? If you want to reach the depths of the earth veins, you must first follow the flames in the volcano. The earth vein fire is a treasure of the Tianding Sect. Do you think they will allow you to enter?"
"Then this disciple will take it without asking. Anyway, Tianding Star is so big, this disciple will definitely find a way to advance or retreat."
"Sigh." The old Taoist priest Xianyun looked worried. Why did his resolve only grow stronger the more he tried to persuade him? "Xiao Wenbing, even if you can safely enter the depths of the earth's veins, what about the high temperatures there? Are you sure you can withstand them?"
Xiao Wenbing laughed and said, "Master, don't worry. I'm not going there immediately. Before leaving Earth, I will forge a few treasures, one for each of us. That should be enough to barely withstand the earth's vein fire."
"You? You can withstand the earth's ley lines fire?"
“Yes, Master, don’t you believe me?” Xiao Wenbing said confidently.
The old Taoist opened his mouth, wanting to shake his head, but thinking of Xiao Wenbing's incredible performance at the end, he finally nodded and said, "Alright, once you have successfully refined it, let your master take a look first."
"Yes, Master."
Volume Four: The Divine Artifacts Chapter 142: A Strange Magical Treasure
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Dream King Chapter 142 Strange Magical Treasures
The group returned to the Heavenly Dao Sect, accompanied by the former sect leader, Fairy Che Bixia. Although she had lived in seclusion on Mount Tian for many years, it was to keep a close watch on the Earth Spirit. Now that the Earth Spirit had already entered the Qiankun Circle, there was no point in her remaining on Mount Tian.
Although I have lived here for so many years and have developed a deep affection for this place, to be honest, it is not a particularly suitable place for spiritual practice.
Due to the immense damage to the natural environment caused by modern human technology, there are fewer and fewer places on Earth truly suitable for cultivators to practice.
The Heavenly Dao Sect is undoubtedly one of the most suitable places for this.
Therefore, when the sect leader invited her to stay temporarily at the sacred site of Taoism, Fairy Bixia quickly agreed.
Riding the clouds and flying on swords, each displaying their unique skills, they quickly returned to the Daoist sect. Xiao Wenbing greeted everyone and then retreated to his residence. Since he had boasted to the old Daoist Xianyun, he would be laughed at if he didn't show some real ability.
Moreover, it wouldn't be so bad if it were just the master alone, but making a promise in front of the entire family, young and old, and then failing, would be a huge loss of face...
Upon taking out the cauldron and seeing the scene inside, Xiao Wenbing frowned deeply. There wasn't much earth vein fire source in the cauldron to begin with, and in order to lure the earth spirit into the trap, he had gone to great lengths, taking out fire sources twice, which accounted for at least half of the total amount.
So, at this moment, the real disaster struck: the red glow inside the cauldron dimmed, leaving only a faint flame.
Xiao Wenbing watched the flame, which seemed ready to go out at any moment, with trepidation. A doubt crossed his mind: could this thing be used for weapon forging?
After looking around for a while, he came to his own conclusion.
Hmm... It's not only a bit far-fetched, but also extremely dangerous.
Suddenly, he thought of Zhang Yaqi. If he wasn't mistaken, there was a supreme treasure inside the Qiankun Ring. If he could just scrape off a little bit of this treasure, he could probably revitalize the flames in the cauldron. However, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before he immediately gave up on it.
Most rare and precious materials, once imbued with spirit, possess extremely unique personalities. The spirit of the earth is already so troublesome; who knows what peculiar tastes that fellow whose cultivation level is clearly higher than the spirit of the earth might have? It's best not to provoke the earth unless absolutely necessary.
Reluctantly, they summoned the Butterfly Fairy and made her once again do the arduous task of being the fire-blowing boy.
Under the guidance of the Mirror God, he placed all the ingredients into the cauldron. Taking a deep breath, Xiao Wenbing exhaled the Samadhi True Fire from his dantian.
Since the earth's fire is insufficient, then let's use our own Samadhi Fire to make up for it.
The Samadhi Fire is the innate fire of a cultivator. Any cultivator who has achieved the elixir can wield it freely. However, the strength and duration of its power depend on the individual's level of cultivation.
Under Xiao Wenbing's deliberate encouragement, the golden core within his body began to spin rapidly, drawing in a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. This energy was then converted into his own spiritual power, layer upon layer, which flowed through his heart meridian and was imbued with the fire in his heart.
Once this spiritual energy is released from the body, it transforms into the Samadhi Fire, which possesses infinite power.
In the Five Elements, the heart corresponds to fire, and the heart fire is the source of the Samadhi Fire. As long as a powerful spiritual energy can be continuously provided, this Samadhi Fire will never be extinguished.
If Xiao Wenbing were at the Core Formation stage, his inner core would have to undergo multiple rounds of filtering of the absorbed spiritual energy from heaven and earth before it could be transformed into his own spiritual power.
However, now that he has reached the Golden Core realm, this step has been accelerated by nearly ten times, providing a continuous and powerful spiritual energy to his heart meridian.
The biggest difference between the Golden Core and the Core Formation is not only that the spiritual power that a cultivator can contain suddenly increases by more than ten times, but also the efficiency of transforming the primordial energy of heaven and earth.
It can be said that there is a fundamental difference between the two, both in terms of quality and quantity.
A continuous stream of Samadhi True Fire was added to the cauldron, and the earth vein fire immediately burned brighter. Butterfly Fairy Cherry opened her mouth slightly, and a burst of wood spirit energy sprayed out. The flames in the cauldron immediately rose as if hot oil had been poured in.
Xiao Wenbing's golden core spun continuously, but the requirements of the cauldron for the Samadhi True Fire were obviously extremely high. Even with his current golden core realm, he felt powerless to continue. Only then did he understand why Lu Jun had been exhausted when forging an iron sword for him. It turned out that the Samadhi True Fire was really not something that a golden core cultivator could afford to burn.
Just then, the natal golden talisman activated again. Every time Xiao Wenbing ran out of strength, it would selflessly offer its power.
A surge of even stronger spiritual energy flowed into his heart meridian through his natal golden talisman. Xiao Wenbing breathed a sigh of relief; at least for the time being, he no longer needed to worry about the issue of spiritual energy.
His divine sense focused on the God of Realm, but the old man remained as composed as ever, showing no sign of worry.
As if noticing Xiao Wenbing's gaze, the old man snorted and said, "Hey, want to experience what it's like to refine a high-level magic weapon?"
"Nonsense, is there even a need to ask?" Xiao Wenbing nodded repeatedly, his face full of smiles.
The Mirror God flipped over and transformed into a beam of white light, flying into his head.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to change, at least in Xiao Wenbing's perception at that moment.
No longer the beautiful scene in the eyes of ordinary people, everything in front of him was a magical pattern composed of tiny, dazzling sparkles.
"Watch closely."
The voice of the Mirror God entered his mind. Xiao Wenbing took a deep breath and focused his mind, and an unexpected change occurred in the cauldron.
The tiny sparks of light arranged themselves in an orderly fashion, their distribution sometimes uniform and sometimes chaotic. Gradually, all the colors in the cauldron melted together, radiating a dazzling array of colors.
However, in his perception, the materials did not completely fuse together, but were arranged in a very peculiar way.
Under the control of the Mirror God's magical mental power, everything proceeded in an orderly manner. With each step of the Mirror God, a large amount of knowledge flooded in, and Xiao Wenbing thoroughly understood the entire refining process and the underlying principles.
If he were to manipulate it again at this moment, although he might not be able to refine it as perfectly as the Mirror God, he would have a clear understanding of the general steps and principles.
Finally, when the Mirror God's true form left his mind, Xiao Wenbing opened his eyes. Before him were three fist-sized magical artifacts, as thin as cicada wings.
It's faint, giving people a strange feeling.
It was a colorless color, yes, colorless. In his eyes, the three magical artifacts were almost transparent.
Is that all?
“Yes, that’s enough. As long as you don’t actually go deep into the source of the earth’s vein fire, but just wander around outside, there shouldn’t be any problem.” Mirror God paused for a moment, then continued, “Of course, if you want to go deep in, it’s not impossible, but I’m afraid your power won’t be enough to sustain you for too long.”
Xiao Wenbing shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Mirror God, I don't doubt the power of these magical artifacts, but... Mirror God, how did you know about these styles?"
"These designs were not decided by me."
"Not you? Then who is it?"
“It’s you.”
“Impossible.” Xiao Wenbing immediately pointed to the sky and swore that the curse was absolutely false.
“During the refining process just now, our spiritual power merged into one. Those patterns were selected from your mind, and the one who made the selection was not me, but your own subconscious.”
"The subconscious?" Xiao Wenbing looked at the three items with a bitter expression, beginning to believe the Mirror God's words somewhat. Even if the old man was incredibly powerful, he shouldn't know these things. Those blueprints, originating from his own mind, might indeed be true.
However, to say that this was chosen by my own subconscious... seems a bit off. I am a very, very pure and honest person.
"What's this?"
The Sect Master of Tianyi Sect held the two tattered pieces of cloth tied together, looking utterly bewildered.
Inside the room, the Sect Master of Tianyi Sect, Zhang Daoren, and Xianyun Laodao stood side by side. Upon hearing that Xiao Wenbing had successfully refined the fireproof treasure so quickly, Xianyun Laodao and the others rushed over immediately, also bringing along Zhang Yaqi's godfather, Zhang Daoren.
As for Fairy Bixia, she didn't come to join the fun.
At this moment, not only the three elderly people, but also Feng and Zhang, the two women, were completely bewildered.
“I think…” Zhang Daoren observed for a long time with a serious expression, and finally came to a definite conclusion: “I think this thing looks a lot like a pair of underwear.”
“I’m so embarrassed…” Zhang Yaqi said coquettishly.
"Ahem... Esteemed seniors, please allow me to formally introduce this to you: this is the winning design from the 2007 Italian Swimsuit Competition, personally designed by Sir Martin Twain. It was once a globally popular and cutting-edge style." Xiao Wenbing spoke fluently and without changing his expression.
"swimsuit?"
“Not bad.” Xiao Wenbing casually picked up the other two magical artifacts and handed them to Feng Baiyi and Zhang Yaqi, saying, “These are yours, and they are the latest models from back then.”
"Bikini?" Zhang Yaqi's mouth opened slightly, and her face instantly turned red. What on earth is Xiao Wenbing up to?
Feng Baiyi glanced at the backless swimsuit pieced together from a few small pieces of fabric in her hand, but remained expressionless.