Chapter 478: Magical weapon, sucking marrow from bones! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 478: Magical weapon, sucking marrow from bones! 【Subscribe】
It is not difficult to refine a magic weapon
The difficulty lies in how to make it develop extraordinary intelligence!
The strength of the weapon spirit is directly related to the strength of the magic weapon. This is the most critical and important step. The weapon refiners of the major sects often choose to bury the semi-finished magic weapon in the spirit vein, using the spiritual energy of the spirit vein to flush and nourish it to give birth to the weapon spirit.
However, this method has many disadvantages!
Firstly, it takes too long, ranging from three to five years to several decades, which is not something most people can afford to wait.
Secondly, a lot of spiritual energy needs to be absorbed during the process of nurturing a magic weapon spirit, and the spiritual veins of ordinary sects are simply not enough to cultivate them. Only real large sects have the foundation to do so, which also leads to the high prices of magic weapons.
Of course, many magic practitioners also found other ways because of this!
They created many bloody magic weapons, which could give birth to weapon spirits by sacrificing hundreds of thousands or millions of people, but their methods were somewhat cruel.
The Bone Psychic Shield is also a magical weapon for the devil to defend himself!
But it does not need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of others, it only devours the bone marrow and blood of its master.
"Bone marrow essence and blood, huh? Come, I want to see how much you can swallow!"
Wei Han sneered and decisively controlled the shield magic weapon to start devouring.
"Coo, coo, coo!"
Waves of strange suction came from the middle 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, and a large amount of bone marrow and blood were sucked away.
"hiss!"
Wei Han gasped in pain.
But before he could react, the Immortal System had already restored his left arm to its original state!
The magic shield continued to devour and the system continued to repair itself.
As the process went on, the Bone Psychic Shield became more and more excited. No one knew how much powerful energy and blood force had accumulated inside it. These energies began to gradually transform under the conversion of runes.
In the past, it took ten to eight years of nurturing in the spiritual veins for a weapon spirit to evolve!
At this moment, the evolution time is shortened by more than a thousand times.
In less than an hour, Wei Han had already sensed a strange fluctuation.
It was born from the center of the formation hidden in the deepest part of the White Bone Psychic Shield. Groups of qi and blood gathered there, and it seemed as if an egg was nurturing life in the dark.
"Is this how a weapon spirit is nurtured? It's truly miraculous!"
Wei Han couldn't help but feel deeply moved, and at the same time he became more motivated.
He frantically urged the white bone spiritual shield to absorb his own bone marrow and blood, and even though his arms shrank again and again, he remained unmoved.
If anyone else wanted to make the magic weapon give birth to a spirit, they would have to swallow countless pills to replenish their blood and essence, even if they didn't sacrifice decades of life. However, Wei Han was able to take advantage of the system at no cost. He was so happy!
Half a day passed in a flash.
It was not until Wei Han had been drained of energy for hundreds of times that the white bone spiritual shield finally gave a sense of satisfaction, just like a baby that had drunk its fill of milk. The power emanating from the shield was several times stronger than before.
"Level 3, elementary level. Not bad!"
Wei Han laughed when he saw this.
At this time, his own life-defending magic weapon was finally formed.
From then on, you only need to continuously supply it with spiritual energy, bone marrow, and blood, and then continuously integrate some powerful mineral spiritual materials, and it will continue to become stronger and upgrade.
Moreover, the magic weapons cultivated in this way are in tune with his mind, and their power is often several times that of magic weapons of the same level, which is definitely very cost-effective.
Of course, everything has its pros and cons!
Although it is powerful, its major flaw is that it cannot communicate with its owner's mind.
Once the natal magic weapon is destroyed or severely damaged, it will implicate the owner and cause damage to the cultivator's mind. This is why many people would rather sell their magic weapons than refine their own magic weapons.
"call!"
Wei Han contentedly let the shield take root in his middle dantian.
He casually put away the Water Moon Cave Heaven Formation that he had set up.
Xiaoqing and Xiaozi were still serving by his side. When they saw that he had come out and was obviously in a good mood, they both couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Young Master!" Xiao Qing bowed and reported: "Jian Chengye and Lu Yan are outside the courtyard. Do you want to see them?"
"oh?"
Wei Han's spiritual sense swept out suddenly.
The two people who were waiting at the gate of the courtyard trembled suddenly.
The two have changed a lot after not seeing each other for a few years. Jian Chengye is wearing a light green robe, and his cultivation has unexpectedly broken through to the early stage of Golden Core without anyone noticing. It is obvious that he made a lot of money during the migration and invested a lot of resources to achieve this breakthrough.
As for Lu Yan, he also broke through to the foundation-building stage, and joined the Changsheng Peak of Qingnan Sect as an outer sect deacon!
His cultivation was a bit impetuous, and he also practiced the art of body refining. It seemed that his aura was several times stronger than before, which showed that he had lived quite well in recent years.
But how terrifying is Wei Han’s spiritual awareness?
He swept over with a momentum that was a hundred times greater than Jian Chengye's, and in an instant the two men became stiff and dazed. For a moment, they seemed to have lost control of their bodies. It was as terrifying as if they had met a Nascent Soul stage boss. The two men couldn't help but tremble.
"Come in!"
Wei Han's voice, as gentle as jade, rang out.
The domineering aura slowly dissipated, and the two men came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream. A trace of awe appeared on their faces, and they lowered their heads and walked towards the courtyard.
"Meet the Holy Son!"
Jian Chengye had already bowed respectfully before he arrived.
Wei Han stopped him with a light support and said, "I am no longer the Holy Son, so there is no need to be so polite!"
"You're welcome, Holy Son." Jian Chengye loudly expressed his loyalty: "In the eyes of us, you will always be the Holy Son. It will be difficult for anyone to shake your position in our hearts."
"Haha!" Wei Han laughed dumbly and said jokingly, "You are also a Jindan-stage real person now, why are you so humble?"
"The disciple was impressed by the Saint Son's demeanor and temperament. It has nothing to do with strength." Jian Chengye argued again, but his heart was very clear.
He was just an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator, at most slightly stronger than the average Jindan cultivator. Compared with Wei Han, who was the son of a sect's saint, there was a world of difference between them!
The two men fought fiercely, and one blow from the other was enough to scare him to death!
Therefore, although he seemed to be at the same level as his peers, he did not dare to be presumptuous or arrogant in the slightest.
"Okay, everyone, sit down!" Wei Han waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling Xiaoqing and Xiaozi to serve tea. It was inevitable that people would sigh as the three of them sat in the pavilion in the courtyard and drank tea.
There is no sun and moon in cultivating immortals!
It’s been years since I felt so relaxed, right?
"What are you doing here? Just tell me!" Wei Han put down his teacup and looked at Lu Yan. This guy is the kind of person who can't hide things. He has had a gloomy face since he came here. It is obvious that he has encountered some problems.
Lu Yan opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help but complain: "It's all because of that bastard Lei Xiuming, it's so damn unlucky!"
"Oh? Lei Xiuming?"
Wei Han narrowed his eyes and thought of this person. Wasn't he the third holy son who survived the migration?
(End of this chapter)
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