"Whoosh" was indeed unexpected. Before the sound of the divine consciousness dissipated, a spiritual light like a frightened bird suddenly sprang out, trying to escape into the distance.
The difference in the form of spiritual light is also one of the most obvious features that distinguishes spiritual weapons from semi-spiritual weapons. The form of spiritual light will also undergo a process of continuous evolution as the cultivation level increases.
The aura of second-order low-grade spiritual weapons is generally consistent with the state of the spiritual weapon, the aura of second-order mid-grade spiritual weapons is mainly plant-based, and the aura of second-order high-grade spiritual weapons is mainly based on various animal images. This is a continuous process.
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Because the lancet is in a special position between a magic weapon and a spiritual weapon, its aura has never evolved into any effective form. What appeared in front of Zhao Shoushou was this thin string-like aura.
This spiritual light is not powerful, but some nature is indispensable. It has a natural resistance and escape from the refining from the monks.
However, these efforts were useless in front of Zhao Shoushou, who had already laid out a dragnet. His magic power and consciousness had been waiting in the direction of his escape for a long time, just like a perfect invitation to enter the urn.
"How can a spiritual light that has not yet grown up escape from someone's hands? Wouldn't it be better to just surrender and capture him?" Zhao Shoushou sneered, and his magic power surged forward.
Before the spiritual light had time to resist, more than half of it had already been dyed sky blue. After about a stick of incense, the intensity of its struggle became smaller and smaller.
After the lancet's spiritual light was completely lost, the ubiquitous resistance instantly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
The remaining corner that had not yet been refined, with the support of sufficient mana, almost surged forward and instantly became firmly marked with his mark.
At this point, the refining of the lancet, which lasted for nearly three months, was finally completed. Although there were many twists and turns and difficulties, everything went smoothly despite the cultivation during the foundation building period.
From this refining process, we can clearly see how difficult it is to refining a spiritual weapon. If the lancet was not a semi-spiritual weapon, it might last longer.
"Using the second-order low-grade tough edge stone as the main material, supplemented by three or five kinds of first-grade high-grade spiritual materials, it was originally supposed to be the second-order low-grade spiritual weapon as the target, but I don't know what kind of accident happened in the middle, but it turned out to be an advantage for Zhao."
In the instant of transformation, some information related to the Lancet suddenly appeared in my mind.
The second-level low-grade tough edge stone is a spiritual material with dual attributes of earth and metal. It is a relatively common main material for second-level low-grade spiritual weapons. Of course, this does not mean that its value is low.
Although the attributes of the Lancet are not very consistent, it can still exert more than 80% of its combat effectiveness, which meets the requirements as a transitional stage.
"I wonder where the ancestor of the Jin family got such a treasure? Did he really sacrifice it to the foundation-building monks in a special way?" New questions flashed in his mind.
Originally, before his death, the Jin clan leader had told the Jin family that they had successfully sacrificed two foundation-building monks and that they had some precious second-level spiritual materials hidden in some secret locations. Unfortunately, Zhao Shoushou didn't take it to heart at the time.
Now, considering the material of the lancet itself, what he said is probably correct. Thinking of this, I actually regret my decision at that time.
"The path of cultivation is thorny and thorny, and there is no room for carelessness. If someone were not careful, he might have become the third foundation-building monk successfully sacrificed by the Jin family." Zhao Shoushou's heart was filled with waves, and he was constantly alerting himself.
However, every time he looks inside his Dantian and feels the mana constantly swirling around his Dantian, slowly improving his quality, he can't help but feel a satisfied smile on his face.
Compared with the magical weapons used during the Qi refining period, the biggest feature of the spiritual weapons is that they can be cultivated in the Dantian. The lancet has some inherent shortcomings, but it still has the most basic functions.
In the future, it can also be used as an arm to command in battle. Once an enemy is encountered, it can respond immediately. If it is a real spiritual weapon, it will even have an early warning function when encountering danger.
"I wonder who will be the one who cuts the lancet." When he said this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
Then Zhao Shoushou began to close his eyes to calm the turmoil in his heart, and slowly entered a state of cultivation, trying hard to absorb the spiritual power scattered around him and improve his own cultivation, although most of the time he could not detect the improvement in cultivation.
In fact, this is the normal state of monks. Some intrigues and dangerous struggles seem magnificent, but they have never been able to occupy the mainstream of their spiritual life.
After promotion to foundation building, the time required to improve the cultivation level at each small level increases exponentially, and time passes faster for monks in seclusion.
Three months, half a year, one year, two years, this is the duration of an unconscious retreat. If there were no external forces to disturb Zhao Shoushou, he would definitely continue to practice.
"All the trophies have been given away, and the Blood Oath has been discovered to be willing to keep the secret. Why are you still unwilling to let it go? Are we really going to fight to the death?" A roar came from a location not far from the oasis. After a closer look, just now
It turned out to be a fight between monks.
The person being surrounded was a late-stage Qi-refining monk, and the ones being attacked were also three late-stage Qi-refining monks who cooperated tacitly. This turned out to be a classic murder and treasure hunt.
"Although this first-grade top-grade thousand-leaf flower is precious, it is not worthy of the three brothers and I chasing each other thousands of miles. It is just a matter of loyalty entrusted by others. That person's money is only used to eliminate disasters for others. I, the Buddha, are merciful."
A bald man in monk's robes looked compassionate, but he had the heart of a devil.
"Poor Lao Shui has been hiding his name for twenty years, but he can't escape this disaster after all. He has inherited the family business and is successful in cultivation. He has a lovely wife and children, so why bother getting entangled with a living person?" It seemed like he suddenly thought.
Understanding the key point, the monks surrounded in the middle seemed to have lost all their energy and spirit in an instant.
"Now that you understand the secret, you won't have to talk nonsense in front of the Lord of Hell in the future, and rest assured that the three brothers and I will definitely choose a Feng Shui treasure for you to bury in the ground." A clear and sweet voice appeared in the mouth of a muscular man,
It's so uncomfortable.
"Shui is not willing to give in. How can you let your wishful thinking come true if you are forced to do so? The revenge of the family's destruction twenty years ago has not been avenged. You must not die here. You are just one death away, so what is there to fear?" Shui
The monk roared angrily, waving the magic weapon in his hand and attacking as if to risk his life.
If you observe carefully, you can find that the water monks who seem to have fallen into madness and attack everywhere actually have a trace of rationality. The real goal is to break out of the encirclement. More than half of the attacks fell on one of the monks.
"You're just making an attack in the east, trying to confuse right and wrong with a little trick to break out? It's just a dream, let's kill him as soon as possible." The monk in monk's robe sneered, waving the Buddhist staff in his hand and rushing forward.