Chapter 462

Yang Junshan thought it would take less than a month to refine a medium-grade spirit weapon. Unexpectedly, three months passed at once. The broken stone mace was like a bottomless hole, and the real yuan of Yang Junshan never filled it.

A magic weapon has not been refined for three months. Even a top-grade spirit weapon is not so powerful. Is this magic weapon really a treasure?

Yang Junshan was excited. The fatigue caused by concentrating on refining this magic weapon for three months was cleared away. He continued to refine this treasure by meditating and practicing Qi.

Yang Junshan once heard Ouyang Xulin tell him about the detailed division of the level of magic weapons. Usually, magic weapons will form a spirit only when they reach the spirit level. Of course, this is not absolute. Some high-quality magic weapons can often form a virtual shadow of the spirit, but it is only a virtual shadow. Their blessing on the power of magic weapons is limited.

However, the spirit formed by the spirit tool often has the instinct to protect the master. When the imperial envoy of the spirit tool loses the ability to control the spirit tool, the spirit tool often protects the master with the spirit tool body under the control of the spirit tool, but the spirit of the spirit tool often has only instinct.

As like as two peas in the Yang Junshan's hand, the knife in the hand was in the middle of his Dan Tian, and was kept by nine tough and genuine gang. This machine was exactly the same as the split knife, but the shape was greatly reduced, only the inch was long.

However, when the product level of the magic weapon reaches the treasure, the weapon will undergo another transformation, have some intelligence, and even be able to simply communicate with the owner of the treasure. When the treasure is out of control, it can temporarily replace the owner to control the treasure itself, and even use magic powers to attack the opponent.

However, the intelligence of the tool spirit often depends on the driver of the treasure. It can be regarded as a distraction of the driver. Therefore, when the treasure is refined by different drivers, the intelligence formed by the tool spirit is also different.

That is to say, when the former owner of a treasure was refining, the spirit of the broken mountain spirit was sealed. However, when his owner was replaced and refined by another monk, the spirit may still have the same shape, but the spirit has nothing to do with the previous spirit, and the sealed broken mountain spirit in the treasure will also fail by itself, The new owner of the treasure needs to seal a new magic power in it again.

On top of the treasure is the legendary Taoist instrument. Ouyang Xulin himself doesn't know what the spirit of the Taoist instrument will be. However, he once guessed that the spirit of the Taoist instrument may still retain some memory after the fall of its master, and even have complete communication ability with the master, although it is still controlled by the master's spiritual consciousness, But he may have the ability to think independently.

Of course, this is just Ouyang Xulin's guess.

In the blink of an eye, three months later, when Yang Junshan was looking forward to whether the broken stone mace would be a Taoist weapon, a feeling of saturation suddenly came from the spiritual consciousness, and then the jiuren Zhenyuan injected into the stone mace began to flow back into the body. Yang Junshan finally realized that the treasure had finally reached the critical point of refining.

Yang Junshan looked happy and quickly focused on observing the change of this half stone mace. You know, it is very likely to be a treasure. Yang Junshan saw such a high-level magic weapon for the first time in his previous life and this life.

A group of spiritual light slowly condensed on half of the stone mace. Gradually, a half foot long and vivid pangolin lay on the stone mace. A pair of small eyes opened vaguely. At the moment of seeing Yang Junshan, he suddenly raised his two forelimbs. A surprised expression appeared on his face and said, "ah, change the master!"

Yang Junshan was really surprised. The spirit of the instrument at this time was just a pangolin, but the key is what it meant. Can it remember who the owner was last time?

Yang Junshan hurriedly asked, "how do you know that you have changed your master? Do you remember who was the master who refined your noumenon before?"

The little pangolin's small eyes were suddenly full of confusion. He shook his head and said, "ah, I seem to remember, but I don't seem to remember. A lot of things are blurred and broken up, but now the master is you."

The little pangolin chased his tail and skillfully turned half a circle on the stone mace. Then he suddenly saw the broken cross section of the stone mace behind him and shouted: "ah, how did it break? How did my body break? Eh, why did I still exist after my body was broken? Alas, did I lose a lot of memory because my body was damaged?"

Yang Junshan was stunned and stunned by the little guy's exclamation. He couldn't help but say, "do you remember what kind of magic weapon you are, lower grade treasure, middle grade treasure, or top grade?"

"Treasure?"

The little pangolin shook his head. When Yang Junshan was about to break through his head, he heard the little pangolin say, "I don't know!"

"Then how did your noumenon break and how did it break, remember?"

"Eh, yes, oh, how did my body break? Wow, of course it was broken! But what broke it? Well, I can't remember. It seems that it was the former master who was inferior to his opponent that broke it!"

Yang Junshan felt that he had no place to spread his breath in his heart. He had to say, "tell me about yourself. What do you remember?"

A tail and two hind legs of the little pangolin easily propped up the upper body. Two front paws were placed in front of the chest. A pair of eyes were confused for a while and said clearly: "Oh, I can't remember. Many things clearly have an impression, but I just can't remember. Otherwise, you can help me find the lost body fragments. Maybe I can think of more things!"

Yang Junshan asked, "can you sense where the other parts of the noumenon are?"

The little pangolin looked withered and shook his head, but soon the little guy seemed to think of something. He soon cheered up and said, "ha, by the way, the Zhenyuan you cultivated is very suitable for me to recover. It seems that the origin you cultivated is consistent with the origin I formed."

Yang Junshan narrowed his eyes and asked, "do you think the real yuan cultivated by your former master doesn't fit you?"

The little pangolin nodded and said, "well, there are few matches, so my strength can rarely be fully played out. Alas, but now it's impossible to fully play out. My body has lost two-thirds!"

Yang Junshan said again, "you have lost two-thirds of your noumenon, so how can you stay on the only one-third of your noumenon."

The little pangolin turned his eyes and listened to it: "Hey, it's not simple. The lost two-thirds of the body must have broken into several sections. In this way, the third body is the largest. Of course, I have to stay here with it."

Yang Junshan also wanted to try to ask some news to see if it could trigger the vague memory of the little pangolin. However, the little guy yawned and looked more and more depressed. He said vaguely on the stone mace: "Ouch, I just woke up from my deep sleep. Can I have a rest first? It's too sleepy. You know, I wouldn't wake up so soon if it weren't for your true yuan attraction!"

Yang Junshan couldn't help but stretch out his hand. The little pangolin immediately jumped into his hand, and then gradually disappeared into his palm, and the half of the stone mace originally suspended in front of him also disappeared.

Yang Junshan closed his eyes and sank his spiritual consciousness in the Dantian. However, he saw that this half of the stone mace actually fell overbearing on the black mountain peak condensed by his origin Zhengang, while the small pangolin broke away from the body of the stone mace, condensed under the stone mace and slept on the Black Mountain peak.

This should have been a place where only Yang Junshan's original magic weapon, the mountain king seal, could exist. Even though the quality of the mountain splitting knife is higher than that of the mountain king seal, it can only be bred by jiuren Zhengang on the periphery of the original Zhengang. If Yang Junshan hadn't actively mobilized the original Zhengang to nurture the mountain splitting knife, otherwise once the mountain splitting knife moves closer to the original Zhengang, it will be attacked by the mountain king seal Expel, but the mountain cleaving knife is really not the opponent of the half spirit tool Mountain King seal.

This half of the stone mace fell into the original Zhengang, but Shan Junxi didn't show any hostility. Let the stone mace start to absorb the original Zhengang to recover. You know, the weapon spirit of Shan Junxi is a mountain tiger. This object has a trace of overbearing attribute, and it can't allow other things to occupy the territory of original Zhengang.

Shit, this guy is not afraid. It seems that this half stone mace is really not simple!

However, when the stone mace falls into the original Zhengang, it is not occupied by the dove nest bird. It seems to understand the advantage of Shanjun seal as the magic weapon of this life. As long as Shanjun seal allows it to absorb the original Zhengang to recover, it will not show hostility to Shanjun seal.

As for the mountain cleaving knife, it was originally wandering around the periphery of Dantian. This time, the stone mace came, but the mountain cleaving knife spontaneously moved away from the core of Dantian, and seemed to feel the unpredictable breath of the stone mace.

Yang Junshan smiled bitterly. He thought that after opening the treasure wrapped in glass, he would know the truth of the treasure, but he didn't expect to get more mysteries after getting the half stone mace and a confused pangolin.

The stone mace of refining and chemical industry, which is still unclear up to now, consumed Yang Junshan for half a year. Although Yang Junshan couldn't put all his experience on the stone mace of refining and chemical industry in half a year, there were a lot of other things delayed.

One of the most important things is the inheritance bead that can be photographed obtained on the same night as the stone mace, and this inheritance bead that Yang Tiangang couldn't open at the beginning was easily opened again when he met the jiuren Zhenyuan in Yang Junshan's hand.

Previously, he was distracted from refining the stone mace, so he did not continue to check the contents recorded after he found that it could be opened. However, Yang Junshan was very excited when he only saw the title of the contents recorded in the inheritance beads.

The formula of shaking the heaven, is it, is it difficult to record it, is it the magic power of Taoism?