Chapter 42: Dust and Sand Conceal Treasures, Black Mountain Emerges

  "Don't deceive us, fellow Taoist." A person standing beside him, carrying an iron umbrella, frowned and said in a low voice: "That dust is extremely precious, it took several of us decades to refine just three grains. Today, we're entrusting you with the method to forge a treasure, yet you complain about the small quantity? Are you asking us to add three more grains so that the treasure's power can reach lower grade?"

  Wang Guangyi felt a bit embarrassed as soon as he heard this, but since the people in front of him didn't know his true intentions, he continued to bluff: "To refine a low-grade treasure, it's said that even dust and sand can be used, but my magical powers are really too weak, I couldn't possibly succeed. If you fellow cultivators think I'm deceiving you, then I'll leave now, find a deep mountain and old forest to cultivate in peace, and avoid wasting time refining treasures for others."

  Many cultivators present saw Wang Guang shaking his head, waving his hand and dusting off his sleeves, but they were unhappy in their hearts. However, most of these people were loose cultivators who didn't have a systematic way of cultivating, and those who did have a systematic method were merely insignificant disciples of small sects. Now, they unexpectedly didn't have the secret techniques for refining good magic treasures, which made them accept Wang Guang's conditions.

  Everyone knows that if the three grains of dust that Wang Guangyuan wants are not given, and without mentioning the power of the refined treasure, even if it is damaged, the treasure will be ruined, which would be a loss.

  "Whatever! Whatever! I don't know what you're getting at with your nagging." The monk whose treasure was destroyed said impatiently, "We had a misunderstanding from the start. Today we used the treasure to eliminate it. Even if the treasure doesn't work, just eliminating this misunderstanding is already the greatest gain."

  These words were spoken, and the other several attendants fell into contemplative silence. Wang Guang nodded in understanding, knowing that these attendants wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to refine the treasure to get close to him, so as to get along well with each other in the future.

  "I have time now, I wonder if it's suitable for you to send the materials over?" Wang Guang waved his hand and stood up from the ground, saying in a low voice.

  "You come with me, the materials are all stored outside the Imperial City." Gong Feng stood up, pulled out a silver needle and transformed it into a ball of silver light, then wrapped himself in it and flew towards the outside of the Imperial City. The other several Gong Feng either rode on dark winds or flew with their magical swords, all following closely behind.

  Wang Guang didn't slack off either, secretly feeling around his waist for the gourd and putting the red copper sand in his mouth temporarily to prevent any accidents, so he let Baili Liuxiang wrap himself up and follow along.

  A group of people left the imperial city and headed directly west. Because one of the people was flying too slowly, it took them almost two hours to arrive at a small valley.

  The entire valley is about three to five miles long, and there isn't a single blade of grass growing inside. As far as the eye can see, it's all covered with black rocks that fill the valley. These rocks are exactly what was mentioned earlier - the thousand-year-old black mountain rocks.

  Ba Luo Bao Guang stood on a black mountain stone, poured his magical powers into the soles of his feet, and then kicked down fiercely. Unexpectedly, the black mountain stone did not shatter, nor was there even a crack. From this, it can be seen that the hardness of this mountain stone is not comparable to ordinary stones.

  "Good material." The first time he saw this black mountain stone, he used his divine sense to slightly probe it, and instantly knew the nature of this mountain stone. "I'll refine a Black Mountain Peak for you, which can be large or small, light as a feather, heavy as ten thousand catties. Not only can it crush people, but it can also stand on your head and emit a radiant glow to protect yourself. As long as you continue to temper it according to the method I provide from now on, it will suffice for you to use until the day you become a Dan Master. Are you willing?" Wang Guang turned his head towards the offering Dao.

  "Alright! I don't even hope to reach the Dan Master realm, as long as I can beat people up at this stage, that's enough." The face of the person offering sacrifices turned somewhat gloomy, then returned to its original appearance.

  "Alright!" Wang Guang understood what the other party was thinking, and knew that this offering to Dan Sheng had no hope. Perhaps he wanted to refine a good treasure for himself, on one hand to use now, and on the other hand to plan for his own descendants or his next life to use.

  Six grains of dust were turned out from under a broken black mountain stone by the worshiper, and Wang Guang took them over, feeling that they weighed several thousand catties. "One grain of dust weighs a thousand catties, ten grains of dust can be refined into one grain of wu dust sand, each grain of wu dust sand weighs about ten thousand catties. What a good treasure, the power of a thousand catties is concentrated in one point, it only makes people feel the weight, but never lets the contact point sink, it seems that I will also have to make some of this treasure in the future."

  After some deliberation, he turned to the crowd of cultivators beside him and shared his plan. This time, he didn't bother to refine the treasure by himself, so he let others join in. As a result, the refining speed increased greatly, and due to the cultivators' purification of materials, it would consume a large amount of spiritual power without posing a threat to him.

  Seventy or eighty cultivators who had been listening to Wang Guang's suggestion did not refute him, and one by one they selected a huge black boulder and began to refine it. Some of them shook their gourds, and from inside, threads of black fire emerged to scorch the boulders. In no time at all, they scorched the boulders into fist-sized pieces before tossing them aside to cool down.

  Again, dozens of oil lamps were offered and taken out. The oil lamps were lit, and blue flames burst out from inside to burn the mountain rocks. There were also those who directly sprayed out their magical powers to refine them. Seven or eight monks used various methods, and for a time, tens of thousands of black mountain rocks in the valley slowly decreased.

  Wang Guang was not idle either, and he spat out a red copper sand to transform into two rotating millstones. He casually grabbed a piece of black mountain stone and threw it between the two millstones. All that could be heard was a chaotic noise. The hundreds of kilograms heavy black mountain stone was ground into a ball of powder in no time.

  The powder continued to be ground by the red copper sand, one part slowly merged into the red copper sand under Wang Guang's careful control, but increased the power of this treasure, and another part was ground countless times, finally shrinking to a fist-sized ball of powder fell to the ground.

  A group of people worked day and night for a whole day and night, and all the materials were finally ready.

  A pile of fist-sized mountain rocks was placed on the left, a pile of mountain rock dust was placed on the right, and six grains of dust were held in King Guang's hand standing in between.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Everyone has rested for a while, and I'm sure you're all refreshed now. Why not take the opportunity to refine your magical treasures?" King Guang slowly opened his eyes, and after a brief rest, his depleted magical powers had fully recovered to their peak state.

  Those few cultivators who were somewhat tired nodded, although they had also rested for a while earlier. However, their magical powers hadn't fully recovered to their peak. On the one hand, they had to be on guard against Wang Guang's sneak attack, and on the other hand, their own cultivation method was inferior, so in a short period of time, they couldn't completely recover from such a large consumption of magical powers.

  At King Guang's command, several attendants took fist-sized mountain stone essences and threw them into the dust beside him. The dust was restricted by King Guang, and one by one, the fist-sized mountain stone essences fell onto it, not splashing up even half a point of dust, but instead being swallowed directly into it.

  The essence of the mountain stone lost about one-sixth, Wang Guang took out a grain of dust from his hand and threw it in. The dust usually gathered together, six grains gathered together were only the size of a millet grain, the law shook, taking out a grain to throw in.

  After the dust fell into the pile of powder, it was seen that the powder pile suddenly surged three to five zhang high, and a thread of earthy aura emanated from it. Then, every time he threw away one-sixth of the mountain stone essence, Wang Guang would throw in a grain of dust.

  When the last grain of dust was thrown in, the dust heap in front of him had already risen to over ten zhang high, and a large amount of Wutu aura continued to emanate from it. The surrounding black mountain rocks were suddenly rolled up by this Wutu aura and merged into it. For a moment, many people present, including Wang Guang, were secretly shocked.

  None of them had expected that the refined treasure would have such a powerful force. With just that wu tu aura, everyone unanimously believed that the treasure was of lower quality, only they didn't know what rank it was.

  "Infinite Heaven's Will! The seal of prohibition on the treasure is quite ordinary and shouldn't have increased its rank. Could it be due to that Dusty Sand's cause? Infinite Heaven's Will, I truly miscalculated. I thought using a different method to refine the treasure would weaken its power, but unexpectedly, its power far exceeds my imagination."

  Not to mention Wang Guang's shock at the power of the treasure, let alone the other worshippers. These few worshippers saw that Wang Guang had refined such a good treasure and suddenly became extremely happy. The vigilance in their hearts dissipated by more than half, and several worshippers' goodwill towards Wang Guang also increased significantly.

  Several of the worshipers each took out a leather pouch, opened it, and sprayed out golden Xigong gas from inside. The Xigong gas drilled into the tens of meters high treasure, causing it to shrink bit by bit.

  Wang Guang saw the opportunity and didn't bother to think carefully, directly grabbing out eighteen iron flags to surround this treasure and insert them. A burst of green smoke activated the flag array, and suddenly a large amount of Western Qingjin gas emerged from the void and the earth, being drawn into the mountain-like treasure in a frenzy.

  The mountain peak treasure wobbled and shook, absorbing about half an hour of Western Void Golden Energy, before it could no longer absorb any more. At this time, the mountain peak treasure had transformed into a small, exquisite mountain peak over half a foot tall.

  The mountain peak was swaying back and forth in the flag array, wanting to break through the air and fly away. But Wang Guang and the others from the imperial court were not about to let it fly away. One of them threw out a rope to entangle it, another cast a fishing net to capture it, and with all sorts of chaotic methods, they managed to forcibly restrain the small mountain peak.

  "This is a grain of black sand, considered as the reward for the Daoist friend's refined treasure." After seeing the treasure being sealed, the cultivator with an iron umbrella on his back thought for a moment and then struck the mountain wall in the valley again. He searched through the broken stones and handed over a grain of black sand the size of a rice grain to Wang Guang. "This black sand was hidden by us here. In the past, we promised that if someone could refine a low-grade treasure for us, this grain of black sand would be our reward. Today, it has fulfilled the promise of the past and also fulfilled our wish."

  The other followers who heard this were somewhat astonished and perplexed. They had obtained many good things, but they had never said anything like this before. However, the followers were not seventeen or eighteen years old children, so they knew that their companion's words had a purpose. After being surprised and perplexed for a moment, they did not refute him, but instead squatted on the ground, drawing circles and cursing the follower who had obtained the treasure, while secretly paying attention to Wang Guang's conversation with his companion.