To be precise, it wasn't Mu Zi who brewed it. Mu Zi buried a wine jar at the border with some wine-making ingredients in it. He just needed to dig it out. After being baptized by the law of reincarnation energy in this strange place, the Samsara wine would be produced.
Mu Zi dug out a big jar. "This should be good. The others are not mature enough."
Wang Zhong was dumbfounded. "How did you think of this?"
Mu Zi smiled, revealing his white teeth. "I like to bury things in familiar places. The first time I buried it here, it turned into wine when I opened it. After a few adjustments, it became what it is now."
Wang Zhong couldn't smile. Burying food was probably something that only the loneliest and most insecure people would do.
"Haha, thanks to this sudden idea, I will become a rich man. Okay, I will take this big jar with me." Wang Zhong didn't stand on ceremony with Mu Zi.
Mu Zi shook his head. "Let's settle it first. I still have to deal with it." As he spoke, Mu Zi placed the big wine jar into the Life and Death Coffin.
"The things here are not suitable for living beings. Even if they look beautiful, they are essentially dead," said Mu Zi.
Wang Zhong was dumbfounded. He turned around to look at the lively little creatures. He poured Soul Power into his eyes, and the beautiful scene disappeared in an instant. What was left was a dry and pitch-black land. There were also some lively skeletons and rotten zombies moving with the support of the power of death.
"Actually, sometimes I really want to not see anything. From a certain perspective, disguise and deception are also the advantages of humans."
"Are you talking about white lies?" Wang Zhong smiled bitterly. Mu Zi was gifted, and his ability to see through illusions was even stronger. Therefore, he only looked at the essence of everything. This made life less interesting. Others saw beauties as beauties, but when he saw beauties, he saw them as rosy skeletons. This was too boring.
"It's almost done. It'll be good to get rid of the death aura. When things reach an extreme, they will move in the opposite direction. This jar will feel good," said Mu Zi.
Wang Zhong smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but take a deep breath. "Mu Zi, you're great!"
Mu Zi smiled brightly. His smile was a little silly, but it was very cute. Gradually, he felt like he was a human, but not a human.
After returning to the Holy Land, he went to Lan Daier's place as usual. Lan Daier was used to him disappearing from time to time. Even the descendants of the great families would basically abide by the old rules in the first year they arrived in the Holy Land. This kid, on the other hand, would disappear every other day. He was so bold that he could fly. However, the quality of the wine this time was better!
"All of them were sold out last time. I'll give you another 5,000 Holy Coins. We don't have a lot of supplies, so I plan to change our sales strategy." Lan Daier explained. The popularity of the Samsara wine in the Holy Land was beyond imagination. At present, it had not spread to the public yet. When the word of mouth spread, there would definitely be a demand from the big shots. Lan Daier had to make certain preparations. There were some people in the Holy Land that she could not afford to offend.
"Sister Dai 'er can make the decision." At Lan Daier's request, Wang Zhong changed the way he addressed her. He could only call her teacher when there were outsiders around. "Can you turn my part into a gourmet meal that can increase my Soul Power? I want to advance to the Peak Heroic Soul Stage as soon as possible."
Lan Daier smiled. "You've finally realized it. Leave it to me, but in order to reduce the side effects, I need to prepare the ingredients!"
At this time, the two of them were working together. It would be a joke to mention the tasting fee. To Lan Daier, she had never seen someone who did not care about Holy Coins like Wang Zhong did. Furthermore, he trusted others so much. Holy Disciples nowadays were all cunning and were afraid that their teachers would deceive them.
In fact, to Wang Zhong, he did not care. Secondly, it was too easy for a teacher to deal with a student. When he found someone he could trust, why would he play tricks?
In the past few days, other than practicing Cellular Cosmology as usual, there were no shortcuts. Although his Soul Power had increased, he had to take it one step at a time if he wanted to build a Soul Core. Most of the time, he spent his time in the library, reading books about wards, alchemy, and so on. He was not picky, nor did he have the right to be picky. Anyway, he would learn about anything he was interested in. At least, he could build a foundation for himself. He was not from an aristocratic family, so he did not have much accumulation and knowledge in this area.
It could be said that after the CHF, what he had accumulated with Simba was basically outdated. Simba seemed to have a better understanding of things related to the old civilization, but he did not understand things related to the Holy Land. Some of his ideas were also very different.
In an open place like the library, Wang Zhong had always been the center of attention.
Of course, gossip was inevitable, and there were all kinds of rumors. It was fine that he was a brainless supporter of Cellular Cosmology. After all, it was not that no one in the Tyrants had been fooled, but a guy from the Tyrants' Tempering Faculty actually went to study wards? This was really going too far.
What was he going to study with? It was not that the Tyrants were 'stupid', but the key was that they were all different. It was like a person who studied Olympiad mathematics insisted on studying archaeology after graduation, and a person who studied history insisted on studying spaceships after graduation. Was he going to study the calligraphy engraved on the buttons on spaceships?
But it seemed that this had nothing to do with them. Why did it become a 'point'?
Because of inferiority and pressure!
All the newcomers, apprentices, and people of other levels who came in were seeking to become Holy Disciples. Belittling Wang Zhong would increase one's confidence, happiness, and sense of superiority. It would also make cultivation slightly easier.
Every time someone talked about something, it seemed that they were one step ahead. Of course, those strong people did not have the time to care about this.
Wang Zhong did not care about these gossip and the contemptuous gazes. He was already numb to it, and he had more and more things to learn. He did not have the time to care about it at all.
After a few days of obsession, Wang Zhong had a detailed understanding of wards masters. The history of wards masters was not too long. Although the concept of wards had been around since the arrival of the Fifth Dimension, and people often came into contact with various kinds of wards in the Fifth Dimension, the specific system of wards masters was formed after the Holy Saint Teacher discovered the Holy City and stationed there.
Almost all wards masters trained in the system came from the Holy City, which was also the origin of modern wards masters. Generally speaking, wards were divided into two major categories: elemental wards masters and runic wards masters.
The former were relatively rare and mostly relied on talent. For example, Heaven Bearers like Mo Xingchen were elemental wards masters. Their wards did not have specific specifications or routines, and the power to build wards often came from the elemental power between heaven and earth. They could build wards out of thin air. Elemental wards masters could not be cultivated; they could only be found by chance and could not be sought. Without absolute talent, it was impossible to even think about it.
On the other hand, most wards masters in the Holy City belonged to the latter category. They used crystals, Soul Power, or other energy bodies as energy sources, then used runes as the specifications and carriers of the wards to build a complete ward. Unlike elemental wards masters, runic wards masters could be cultivated with a complete knowledge system, and the threshold for entry was relatively low. Every year, many Holy Disciples who showed good talent in runic wards would emerge in the Holy City, and these Holy Disciples would almost always become the targets of great teachers and exploration teams …
However, Wang Zhong was a little unable to define which category he belonged to.
If he was a runic wards master, he had the ability to build wards out of thin air. At first, he learned this ability from Aiolos, and he thought it was very normal. However, after reading the detailed classification of wards masters, Wang Zhong realized that not everyone could build runes out of thin air, just like when he and Grai created the Subwoofer Cannon. In fact, they did not hide it during the creation process, but other than Wang Zhong and Grai, no one else in the Tianjing Squadron could learn it at all. At that time, he thought that the others just did not have enough understanding of runes and did not have enough control over their own Soul Power. However, from the looks of it now, it was not just a matter of fine control over Soul Power and a lack of understanding of runes, but also many other aspects.
For example, Mr. Du, whom Wang Zhong had met in the Headless World, was considered to have a rather high standard in the field of wards, but when he wanted to set up wards, he still needed some props, such as crystals that provided a source of power, rune pens that were used to build runes, and so on. From this point of view, Wang Zhong seemed to be considered an elemental wards master.
However, on the other hand, he was using runes as the carrier of his boundaries. His interest in being a ward master and his confidence in learning how to be a ward master were built from his own understanding of runes at the beginning. He was not as unconstrained and random as the Elemental Ward Masters when they were building their boundaries.
Perhaps, he was considered to be in the middle? Or a combination of the two?
Wang Zhong felt that this was an insignificant question … Regardless of whether it was a white or black cat, as long as it could catch mice, it was a good cat!
In front of Wang Zhong were a rune pen, golden powder, three energy crystals, and a simple sacrificial bowl. As a beginner, it was better to follow the prescribed order.
Summoning wards was a technique that almost all newcomers in the Holy City would come into contact with sooner or later. Whether you learned it yourself or asked for help, it was necessary to summon a dimensional creature for yourself. Just some ordinary materials would allow you to summon a creature and become a Soul Beast Summoner that everyone on Earth envied. Only a fool would not do it.
The creature summoned by a Soul Beast Summoner would immediately have a very high affinity with it, making it very convenient to command and control it. Of course, this was only limited to the beginner level. In the Dimensional World, everything was dangerous. Many people would be eaten by the summoned creature if they summoned it carelessly, and there were even disgusting cases where their bodies were directly taken over. Legend had it that there were even beautiful Soul Beast Summoners who summoned their own bodies … Of course, this might just be the bad taste of the guys who were in the secondary profession of Soul Beast Summoners.
However, those were at least intermediate summoning wards or higher. The one Wang Zhong was preparing was at the beginner level. It was only his first time practicing it, so it was better to start with something simpler and build up some confidence. After studying it, Wang Zhong was still very confident in this technique. After all, he had a foundation, which was much more advantageous than alchemy and gourmet food.
Frankly speaking, this beginner summoning technique was useless. It would be an exaggeration to call it a beginner summoning technique. The so-called 32 beginner summoning wards were actually some reduced versions. They only had the foundation of a formation and were specially used for beginner wards masters to practice with. For a beginner summoning technique like this, not to mention summoning a powerful soul beast, it would be considered a success if one could summon a rank 1 or 2 mutated mouse.
First, he constructed the basic rune system. This was something that Wang Zhong was very familiar with. The runes for beginner summoning wards might be very complicated in the eyes of a beginner, but in Wang Zhong's eyes, the word 'complicated' wasn't a problem at all. It was only at the level of a Subwoofer Cannon. Even if it was slightly more complicated, it was still extremely limited. Wang Zhong only took a few casual glances to completely engrave it in his mind.
The rune pen was something similar to a soul tool. Just like the alchemy hammer, it could draw out the soul power in one's body or the energy from the crystal ball. The harmonizing gold powder contained a certain amount of soul power and had the effect of stabilizing wards. These were all relatively basic and could only be used for practice. Once one was familiar with it, there was basically no need for it.
Not long after, a blue rune chain in the shape of a six-pointed star appeared on the table, supporting the sacrificial bowl in the middle.
Next, the Boundary Grass, Vines Immortal, and Communication Stone were crushed and placed at the bottom of the sacrificial bowl. These were all materials with the characteristics of a spirit medium. They were the basic materials used to communicate between the two worlds. Finally, there was the so-called 'sacrifice'.
The beginner summoning ward only established a passage between the two worlds. However, the specific world that was connected to was determined by the sacrifice. Whichever world the sacrifice came from would follow the aura of the sacrifice and be connected to that world. Furthermore, the sacrifice was also the key to attracting dimensional lifeforms. Such a simple beginner summoning technique didn't have the ability to forcefully contract dimensional lifeforms. It could only be used to attract dimensional lifeforms from another world through the sacrifice.
It was said that the person who summoned the mutated mouse only put a piece of red braised meat on it. Wang Zhong hadn't decided what to summon since he didn't have any red braised meat with him. After walking around the dormitory, he found a piece of broken bone in his pocket. It should have been broken during the battle in the Life and Death Realm.
It should be quite interesting to summon a little skeleton.
At this moment, he placed the broken bone into the sacrificial bowl, cut his finger, and dripped a few drops of his blood on it. Finally, he chanted an incantation to activate the entire runic array. Not only was Wang Zhong a little excited, even Simba was looking forward to it. This thing was fun. Who knew, he might be able to summon an interesting pet.
"If Wang Zhong succeeds this time, we can summon something interesting. There are many magical lifeforms in the Dimensional World."
Wang Zhong rolled his eyes. "Do you think I'm a super wards master?!"
The blue six-pointed star array flashed and shone on the sacrificial bowl in the middle. The crushed spiritual substances immediately ignited.
Wisps of smoke rose up, and there was a faint fragrance in the air. The runes on the table seemed to have come to life, and were slowly curling up, forming a cube shape. The runes were the knot, and the smoke was the boundary. An extremely small spatial hole slowly opened up above the rune boundary.
It's done.
Wang Zhong chuckled. Although he had absolute confidence in his skills and what he had learned, it was still his first time tinkering with a ward, so he was still pleasantly surprised.
However, this small surprise only lasted for two seconds before the power of the ward suddenly dissipated. Wang Zhong was dumbfounded, and his confident face fell. Simba, on the other hand, was rolling on the floor with laughter.
"Wang Zhong, is this your honeyed confidence?"
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