The overall length of the black iron sword is 1.3 meters, and the overall shape is very simple. However, the hilt is not the ordinary slender one, but forms a snake shape.

Chen Mo held the snake-shaped sword hilt and weighed the black iron sword in his hand. It weighed about 8 kilograms, which was relatively ordinary among sword weapons.

"Hey!" Chen Mo held the hilt of the sword and let out a low cry. He transferred the true energy to the black iron sword. If it were an ordinary weapon, it would not be able to withstand the blessing of true energy unless Chen Mo intentionally blessed it.

If you let the blessing of true energy go unchecked, a desert eagle will turn into a puddle of soft mud in an instant, and a cement pipe will burst into slag in an instant.

The black iron sword looked very ordinary on the surface, and could even be said to be shabby, but Chen Mo's heavenly eye could not see its blade. Chen Mo wanted to test it with his true energy.

Zheng!

Like the strings of a piano being played, the black iron sword cracked instantly, and the copper odor on the sword cracked, then turned into ashes with a clang and dissipated in the room.

Zhengzhengzheng!!!

A powerful momentum surged out from the black iron sword, and the sound was harsh and unpleasant, but it gave people a joyful cry, as if a prisoner who had been trapped for more than ten years had been rescued.

"This is a magical weapon!" After Chen Mo input the true energy into the sword, it took almost a thousandth of a second to cut off the flow of true energy into it. The sword shook and almost broke away from his hand.

Come, look at the black ink, the hilt is no longer as old as before, it seems to be coated with new paint, shiny, the carved snake head opens its fangs, very lifelike. It seems to come alive in an instant.

After a while, the black iron sword stopped trembling. It was because the trace of true energy that Chen Mo input into it was gone. It returned to calmness. The sword body was no longer shiny. Although there was no rust, it looked gray.

The fluttering look is like a layer of dust falling on it.

Chen Mo held the black iron sword in his hand, carefully identified it, and finally sighed. "I thought I found a treasure. I didn't expect it was just a magic weapon without its soul, but it's worth it!"

The treasure-eating rat once told Chen Mo that the weapons of cultivators are divided into two levels, magic weapons and magic weapons.

Magical weapons must be controlled by others. For example, the wooden fish in the hands of the old monk Wu Chan. However, it is only a low-level magic weapon. Its power is limited and can only amplify the mental power of the fourth-level warrior dozens of times. It seems that

It's very powerful. It's really nothing among magic weapons, because if it is stretched to death, it can only make people launch attacks equivalent to those of innate warriors, but innate warriors can't even be counted among cultivators.

This was also an important reason why Chen Mo didn't take the idea of ​​the wooden fish. That thing was of little use to him, so it would be better to leave it to the old monk Wu Chan and let him be grateful.

The one level higher than the magic weapon is the magic weapon. Although it only changes one word, the gap between the magic weapon and the magic weapon is really too big, almost equivalent to the gap between ordinary warriors and innate warriors.

The magic weapon has a soul. It does not need to be controlled by the owner. It only needs a thought from the owner to attack the target independently. It is very convenient in actual combat. It is conceivable that if you do not bring the magic weapon with you, it will be ten meters away from you.

The distance is 10 meters. If you want to control the magic weapon, you need to go ten meters away to get it.

This requires a short process, but if your opponent's strength is equal to yours, but a person has a magic weapon, and his magic weapon is also ten meters away from the body, then the result will naturally be that the magic weapon wins, because the time of a thought is really long.

It is too short, far beyond the distance a person can move ten meters.

Regarding weapon refining, Zhang Yuanyang's Taoist book does not focus on the description. His Taoist book mainly writes about the cultivation of cultivation techniques. Cultivators aim to become immortals through their own efforts, not to gain powerful power through cultivation and then bully them.

Others, but between heaven and earth, there are

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. In ancient times, cultivators were no exception. For example, the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, such as the elixir of immortality, the legal system restricts ordinary people, and even some rich and powerful people among ordinary people cannot restrict it.

Not to mention what role it plays among cultivators.

Therefore, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Occasionally, there will be fights between cultivators due to competition for some resources, and weapons will naturally come into being. Moreover, cultivators fight against the heavens and defy the heavens.

However, you must have one or two good magic weapons for self-defense, otherwise God may not be happy one day, and a lightning will strike down and chop you into pieces.

Master Yuanyang must have his own magic weapon for self-protection. After all, after he passed away, those things became ownerless. But at that time, apart from the Taoist book, there was only one spiritual beast ring around him that could be considered a magic weapon.

, but the role of the spirit beast ring is not to attack, but to control spirit beasts, such as treasure-eating rats.

According to the previous inferences of Treasure-eating Rat and Chen Mo, Master Yuanyang’s magical weapons and other belongings were placed in his storage bracelet, but the whereabouts of the bracelet is most likely in the natural formation in Shennongjia.

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Chen Mo once went to Shennongjia to search and walked more than 600 miles of mountain roads. However, the natural maze was too unpredictable. Chen Mo did not dare to go deep, so he backed down. According to Kurian, that

It takes seventy-seven years for the natural maze to open once, and there are still four years until the next opening. However, Master Yuanyang hopes that his descendants must be in the golden elixir stage before they can enter Shennongjia to look for his storage bracelet.

For this reason, Chen Mo was helpless. He knew that there was a treasure mountain, but he couldn't take out what belonged to him.

There are four types of magic weapons: low-level, intermediate, high-level, and top-level.

Magic weapons are also divided into four levels.

The higher the level of the magic weapon, the more powerful it is and the more power it consumes.

Chen Mo followed what the Treasure-eating Rat told him about the identification of magic weapons and magic weapons, and he was certain that the Black Iron Sword was once a magic weapon.

However, that was only in the past. Today's black iron sword is not even a magical weapon. The formation on the sword has been damaged, and the soul of the weapon in the sword has also dissipated, leaving only an empty shell.

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The formation can enhance the power of the magic weapon, and the soul of the weapon can control the magic weapon for the owner at a thought.

There is no internal power in Chen Mo's body. He tested it with his mental power and found that the black iron sword did not react at all. It can be seen that this black iron sword cannot be activated with mental power, so the internal power equal to the mental power is probably

It couldn't be activated either. After all, the Black Iron Sword had been auctioned at an underground auction for two years and had changed many owners, including some warriors. However, it was still listed in the auction house in the end. Obviously its owners did not

Find out what's strange about it.

Magical weapons can be controlled with both mental power and internal force, but the higher the level of the magic weapon, the greater the energy required. With the fourth level of spiritual power of the old monk Wu Zen, he is equivalent to the realm of acquired Dzogchen warriors, and activates

The low-level magic weapon Wooden Fish can only be activated once, and then the mental energy will be drained.

So in theory, an innate warrior can only activate an intermediate magic weapon once.

Innate warriors are divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Dzogchen. Theoretically speaking, an innate Dzogchen warrior can only activate high-level magic weapons. Even if a top-quality magic weapon is placed in front of him, he will not be able to use it.

Not to mention magic weapons of a higher level than magic weapons.

"This material is somewhat similar to the Thousand-Year Dark Iron that is under thousands of meters of sea water, but it is not. Thousand-Year Dark Iron is very heavy. A fingernail as big as a fingernail would weigh a hundred kilograms. This sword only weighs about eight kilograms!" Chen Mo thought for a moment and looked.

The material of the black iron sword could not be determined, so I thought that the grandson of the treasure-eating rat was well-informed, so he might be able to recognize it if I showed it to him later.

"Anyway, it's not worth buying a broken magic weapon for 50 million. Let's try the power of this sword!" Chen Mo's heart moved, and he input one thousandth of the true energy in his body into Black Iron again.

In the sword, in an instant, the black iron sword's dusty blade suddenly lit up, and Chen Mo stabbed the sword towards the ground.

puff!

Just like being inserted into a pile of tofu, the hard marble floor could not block the power of the sword at all. It was pierced directly and penetrated deeply into the ground, leaving only the hilt exposed.

"Nima, what kind of material is this black iron sword made of? After the real energy was input, it actually became a lot heavier, and it was extremely sharp. Such a hard ground was worse than tofu in front of it." Chen Mo felt that the input was a thousand points.

After a trace of true energy, the black iron sword weighed about fifty kilograms. If it weren't for the amazing strength of his arms, he would not be able to hold it. But as that trace of true essence dissipated, the black iron sword regained its weight of about eight kilograms.

weight.

"A magic weapon is a magic weapon. Even a damaged magic weapon is still very strange!" Chen Mo saw that the black iron sword had returned to its dusty appearance. He did not use his true energy, but relied on the strength of his hand to swing it and stab it.

Towards the ground, this time, there was a clanging sound, and the black iron sword only pierced a white mark on the hard marble.

"I'll try the power of the real energy itself again!" Chen Mo moved the real energy onto an index finger, and with a whoosh, the invisible real energy flew out through the index finger and hit the ground directly. The thickness of the index finger appeared on the marble.

There was a broken hole, but there were cracks at least one foot away around the break.

"When did the power of true energy become so weak?" Chen Mo frowned and pondered.

In fact, it’s not that Chen Mo’s true energy is weak, but this is the Wang family. The decoration of the Wang family is beyond the comparison of ordinary people. For safety, extremely special metals are added to the marble floors of each room, especially on the first floor.

marble, in order to prevent someone from digging tunnels and sneaking into the Wang family villa

On the other side, the marble floor on the first floor is so hard that even armor-piercing bullets may not be able to penetrate it. In theory, even an innate warrior cannot break the marble floor. At the moment, Chen Mo just casually punched a hole with his true energy. He also

I feel weak. If outsiders find out about this, I will be depressed to death.

"No wonder, this marble seems to be mixed with some kind of metal!" Chen Mo broke off a small piece of marble at the cracked area with his hand, observed it, and couldn't help but look at the black iron sword in his hand, and smiled softly to himself:

"Even if this sword doesn't have the blessing of a formation, it won't

The weapon spirit, but this sword blade alone can amplify the power of the true essence more than three times, 50 million, haha, it is 500 million, no, 1 billion is not a loss, not a loss, it is not a loss!" Chen Moyi
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