Chapter 478 Magic weapon, bone-sucking and marrow-sucking!
Chapter 478 Magic weapon, sucking bones and marrow! [Please subscribe]
Author: Fei Le
Chapter 478 Magic weapon, sucking bones and marrow! [Please subscribe]
It is not difficult to refine a magic weapon
The difficult thing is how to make it give birth to good wisdom!
Whether the weapon spirit is strong or not is directly related to the strength of the magic weapon. This is the most critical and important step. The weapon refiners of various major sects often choose to bury semi-finished magic weapons into the spiritual veins, and use the spiritual energy of the spiritual veins to flush them.
Cultivate it and let it give birth to the weapon spirit.
However, this method has many disadvantages!
First of all, it takes too long, ranging from three to five years to decades, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford to wait.
Secondly, there is a lot of spiritual energy that needs to be absorbed in the process of cultivating weapon spirits. The spiritual veins of ordinary sects are simply not enough to cultivate them. Only truly large sects have the background to do so, so the price of magic weapons remains high.
Of course, many demonic monks also found other ways!
They have developed many bloody magic weapons. They only need to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of people to give birth to weapon spirits, but the method is a bit cruel.
The White Bone Psychic Shield is also a magic weapon for the defense of the devil!
It's just that it doesn't need to sacrifice other people's flesh and blood, it only devours the owner's bone marrow, essence, and blood.
"Marrow essence and blood, right? Come on, I want to see how much you can swallow!"
Wei Han sneered, decisively controlled the shield magic weapon and began to devour it.
"Cuckoo!"
Waves of strange suction force came from the central Dantian.
Not only was a large amount of spiritual energy devoured by the shield magic weapon, but even the bones and flesh on his left arm quickly withered away, and a large amount of bone marrow essence and blood was sucked away.
"hiss!"
Wei Han gasped in pain.
But before he could react, the Immortal System had already repaired his left arm as before!
The magic shield continues to devour, and the system continues to be repaired.
As time goes by, the White Bone Psychic Shield becomes more and more excited, and it is unknown how much powerful energy and blood power has been accumulated inside it. This energy begins to gradually transform under the conversion of runes.
In the past, it took ten or eight years for the weapon spirit to evolve in the warmth of the spiritual veins!
At this moment, the evolution time has been shortened by more than a thousand times and a hundred times.
In less than an hour, Wei Han had already sensed a strange wave.
It was born from the center of the formation hidden in the deepest part of the White Bone Psychic Shield, where the power of energy and blood gathered, as if it were an egg gestating life.
"How could the weapon spirit be born like this? It's truly amazing!"
Wei Han couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and at the same time he became more and more motivated.
He frantically activated the White Bone Psychic Shield to suck out his own bone marrow and blood essence, and even though his arms shriveled up again and again, he never showed any signs of movement.
If someone else wanted to use this magic weapon to give birth to a weapon spirit, they would have to swallow countless pills to replenish blood and essence without sacrificing decades of life. However, Wei Han collected the system wool at zero cost, which was simply unnecessary.
So delicious!
Half a day passed by in a flash.
It wasn't until Wei Han was drained hundreds of times that the white bone psychic shield finally gave out a confused and satisfied response, like a baby that had had its fill of milk, and the power exuded from the shield was more powerful than before.
Several times more.
"Third level elementary, not bad, not bad!"
Wei Han immediately laughed when he saw this.
At this time, my natural defense weapon finally took shape.
From now on, as long as you continue to supply it with spiritual energy, bone marrow and blood, and continue to incorporate some powerful ore spiritual materials, it will continue to become stronger and upgraded.
Moreover, the magic weapons cultivated in this way are connected with his mind, and their power is often several times that of magic weapons of the same level. They are definitely very cost-effective.
Of course, everything has advantages and disadvantages!
Although it is powerful, it has a major flaw in being able to connect with its master's mind.
Once the natal magic weapon is destroyed or severely damaged, the owner will be implicated, causing the monk's mind to be damaged. This is why many people would rather sell the magic weapon than to refine the natal magic weapon.
"call!"
Wei Han was content and allowed the shield to take root in his middle dantian.
He casually put away the Water Moon Cave Heaven Formation he had arranged.
Xiaoqing and Xiaozi were still waiting by the side. Seeing that he came out of seclusion and was obviously in a good mood, they both couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master!" Xiao Qing bowed and reported: "Jian Chengye and Lu Yan are outside the hospital. Do you want to see them?"
"oh?"
Wei Han's consciousness suddenly glanced out.
The two people waiting at the entrance of the small courtyard suddenly trembled.
The two of them had changed a lot after not seeing each other for several years. Jian Chengye was wearing a light green robe, and his cultivation level had reached the early stage of the Golden Elixir without even realizing it. It was obvious that he gained a lot of money during his migration and spent a lot of resources to achieve this breakthrough.
As for Lu Yan, he also broke through to the foundation building stage and joined Qingnan Sect Changsheng Peak as an outer deacon!
His cultivation is a bit impetuous, and he has also practiced the art of body training. It seems that his aura is several times stronger than before, which shows that he has been doing quite well in the past few years.
But how terrifying is Wei Han's consciousness?
He swept over with an momentum that was far more than a hundred times greater than that of Jian Chengye. In an instant, the two of them were stiff and their eyes were blank. For a moment, it seemed as if they had lost control of their bodies. It was as if they had encountered a Nascent Soul stage boss. The two of them were frightened.
People couldn't help but tremble.
"come in!"
Wei Han's gentle and jade-like voice sounded.
The domineering aura slowly dissipated, and the two of them returned to their senses as if they were awakening from a dream. A look of awe appeared on their faces, and they walked towards the small courtyard with low eyebrows.
"Meet the Holy Son!"
Jian Chengye had already bowed respectfully before he arrived.
Wei Han stopped him with a soft hand and said: "Now that I am no longer the Holy Son, I don't need to be so polite!"
"You're welcome, Holy Son." Jian Chengye expressed his loyalty loudly: "You will always be the Holy Son in the eyes of us, and no one can shake your position in our hearts."
"Haha!" Wei Han laughed dumbly and joked slightly: "You are also a real person in the Jindan stage now, why are you so humble?"
"This disciple is impressed by the saint's demeanor and temperament, and it has nothing to do with his strength." Jian Chengye argued again, but he was very clear-headed in his heart.
He is just an ordinary golden elixir monk. At most, he is a little better than the average golden elixir cultivator. Compared with the golden elixir from a sect like Wei Han, who was born as a saint son of a sect, there is a huge difference!
The two of them started fighting, and one blow from the other was enough to knock him out of his wits!
Therefore, even though he seems to be of the same level, he does not dare to be arrogant or arrogant in the slightest.
"Okay, everyone, sit down!" Wei Han waved his hand nonchalantly, gesturing for Xiaoqing and Xiaozi to serve tea. The three of them sitting in the small courtyard pavilion drinking tea was inevitably embarrassing.
There is no sun and moon to cultivate immortality!
It’s been years since you felt so relaxed and at ease, right?
"Why did you come here? Just tell me!" Wei Han put down his tea cup and looked at Lu Yan. This guy has a bad temper and has a gloomy look on his face since he came here. He obviously encountered something.
Lu Yan opened his mouth and hesitated, but finally couldn't help complaining: "It's not like Lei Xiuming, this bastard, is so damn unlucky!"
"Oh? Lei Xiuming?"
Wei Han narrowed his eyes and thought of this person. Isn't he the Third Holy Son who survived the migration?