Divine Blacksmith: Rewards From My Weapons - Chapter 16
Chapter 16: This Is A Divine Artifact!
Feng Ling suppressed the dangerous thought in her heart. What happened just now was really a matter of life and death.
Even if he wanted to fish in the future, he had to be stronger as a “bait”. At the very least, he could not really let the fish eat him.
However, Feng Ling could not help but click him tongue when he thought of “Equipment Strategy”.
“What exactly is the background of ‘Equipment Strategy’? It actually needs Divine Blood to repair it?”
…
“This is the inheritance treasure of our Armament Workshop. It contains a great opportunity. You have to keep it well.”
After saying this, his master threw a black stone to Feng Ling.
No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t look like he was giving the “inherited treasure”…
However, neither of them expected that not only was there an opportunity, but it was really a huge opportunity.
“Forget it, let’s count our gains first. Fortune and misfortune come together. The ancients didn’t lie to me.”
With a thought, the reward for repairing the Equipment Strategy appeared in his hand.
Immortal Concealment was a flag. It was triangular, with a yellow base, green sides, and black lines. Looking at it from the outside…
To be honest, it wasn’t very pleasing to the eye.
‘But are they strong?’
Then he really deserved the word “divine artifact”.
The Equipment Strategy given by the weapon was very simple: a divine artifact. It concealed one’s cultivation and aura and moved as one pleased.
However, when Feng Ling really held this treasure, he understood its true strength.
Or perhaps, he understood the meaning of the latter sentence better.
As long as Immortal Concealment was on his body, Feng Ling could freely restrain all his cultivation aura and block all spying.
The spying here was not only the legendary augury, but also remote detection in the physical sense.
For example, satellites.
For example, cameras!
Could achieve the same effect as an invisibility cloak.
And “according to the situation” means that Feng Ling can adapt to the surrounding environment to the greatest extent.
Raise a chestnut.
Assuming that Feng Ling entered the water, Immortal Concealment could not let Feng Ling grow a pair of cheeks from his face, but it could allow his body to master water to a certain extent and not drown.
Hold up another chestnut.
If Feng Ling entered the swamp river, the miasma would make up for it. Then, Immortal Concealment would give Feng Ling the ability to block the poisonous miasma.
Be at peace, be different, always be safe.
The two functions are auxiliary, but undoubtedly greatly improve the security of Feng Ling.
This also gave Feng Ling a deeper ambition to repair “Equipment Strategy”.
Of course, it was not for the reward of the “Equipment Strategy”. It was only because this was a treasure passed down from his master. He had the responsibility and obligation to try his best to repair it.
Immortal Concealment was also magical. With a thought, Feng Ling disappeared from his hand.
He had a habit of saving the good stuff for last.
It was like this when they ate as children. It was like this now.
He opened the “Equipment Strategy” and was indeed the greatest surprise.
Equipment Strategy hadn’t changed much, but it was quite meaningful.
In the original “Equipment Strategy”, other than telling Feng Ling what cultivation techniques and divine powers he had obtained when giving hints, everything else was a blur.
But now, on the title page of the Equipment Strategy, it had actually become a “Description Page”.
There wasn’t much information on this explanation page, but it indicated the realm division and current progress of all the cultivation techniques and divine powers that Feng Ling had obtained from the “Equipment Strategy”, as well as the number of “vacancies”.
For example, the [Heaven and Earth Crossing Technique] clearly displayed the realms after the Nine Cauldrons: Eight Gates, Seven Laws, Six Paths, Five Qi…
The current realm and progress were also displayed: [Heaven and Earth Crossing Technique (Five Cauldrons) 505/600]
Another example was the [Eastern Purple Qi Technique]. There were also clear realms divided: visualization, manifestation, body enhancement…
Feng Ling was currently at the most basic level of “Visualization”. However, his progress of (7,035/10,000) proved that he still had a long way to go.
It was obvious that the level of the [Eastern Purple Qi Technique] should be extremely high. After all, Feng Ling had already digested a lot of the soul power left behind by the divine blood today before he could barely reach this progress.
Feng Ling felt that if he digested the remaining soul power, he should be able to reach the realm of Manifestation.
As for improving further, he would probably need a lot of time and energy…
Or they could kill a large number of them!
But there were always exceptions.
Feng Ling realized that on [Cooking], [Agriculture], and [Forging Technique], it was still blurry. There was no specific numerical label.
After counting, Feng Ling let out a long breath.
The appearance of the explanation page did not increase his strength, but it was quite useful.
At the very least, it allowed the Feng Ling to see a clear forward target.
Most of the time, having a clear goal was very meaningful. It was far more motivating than running forward with your head down. Moreover, your sense of direction would be much clearer.
Even though it could be expected that as his realm increased, the numbers behind would become larger and larger, and it would have the opposite effect, making people feel afraid.
However, Feng Ling did not rely on this kind of killing to improve.
The advantage of having a clear value was that his efforts could receive timely feedback.
“Let’s work hard to become stronger. Forget about the demons and ghosts, even a god has appeared. Moreover, it’s obvious that he’s not a proper god. In a place like the Blood-Robe World, he might be an evil god…”
“Divine Blood… I’ve never heard of him. I wonder if the myths and legends Master mentioned are true…”
Feng Ling muttered as she walked to the courtyard. Just as he was about to see if there were any annoying demon beasts on the surveillance cameras tonight, his soul sensed something.
Bang! Bang!
There was a knock on the door. Feng Ling looked up. On the surveillance screen, a man with a white jade bottle was knocking. Behind him, a man and a woman were looking in the direction of the camera.
In the hands of the man in blue behind, there was a black python that had already stopped breathing.
Feng Ling’s soul was already extraordinary. He sensed that these three people had no evil intentions.
He put away the Bull Slaying Knife and the other weapons and walked towards the door. He asked loudly, “Who are you looking for?”
“Check the water…” Bai Run almost blurted out and quickly corrected himself. “We’re constables from the Mu Liang Police Station.”
“Constable?”
Feng Liang had come to the door and opened it a crack. His gaze swept over the three of them before finally returning to Bai Run. “What do you have to prove that you’re a constable?”
He asked the question cautiously, full of distrust of strangers.
Bai Run revealed a sunny smile and raised his hand to show a certificate. At the same time, he explained,
“My name is Bai Run. The two behind me are Lei Ting and Chen Hong. For the sake of convenience today, we came in plain clothes. If you don’t believe me, you can check our information on the official website now.”
“One moment!”
After a minute, Feng Ling opened the door again and said in a relaxed tone,
‘So it’s really the Constable Uncle. What brings the Constable Uncle and the Constable Auntie here so late?’
Uncle…
Auntie…
Seeing the 1.8-meter tall and strong Feng Ling, Bai Run’s smile froze on his face. A ” ” appeared on Chen Hong’s forehead behind him.
