Eight hundred and fortieth chapters pipe magic weapon
At this time, the old man named Li was extremely shocked.
The seemingly harmless young monk opposite him actually knew so clearly that there were two magic weapons in his Dantian. This undoubtedly showed that this young monk must have used his spiritual consciousness to explore his Dantian.
A monk at the early stage of becoming an elixir could actually put his spiritual consciousness deep into the body of a monk at the peak of becoming an elixir. This was the first time that the old man surnamed Li had heard of this in his four to five hundred years of cultivation.
"You...what method did you use to explore the situation inside my body?"
With such an impossible thing in front of him, even the old man surnamed Li, whose mind was already extremely tough, found it difficult to accept it, and his words seemed extremely urgent.
Even if he falls into a coma, the spiritual consciousness in his body can resist any detection of external spiritual consciousness that enters it. On this point, the old man surnamed Li is certain.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Li, please forgive Qin for having difficulty telling me about this matter."
Looking at the extremely young face in front of him, the old man named Li suddenly felt fear in his heart.
When he fought with him head-on, he was just scared that the other party had several ancient treasures in his possession. However, the old man surnamed Li was not afraid at all.
Although the opponent later used four extremely powerful talismans, even in the face of those four attacks, the old man surnamed Li was convinced that as long as he had not used that secret technique at that time, he would have been able to avoid them safely.
But at this time, he was extremely frightened. The young man opposite could clearly understand the two magic weapons that were being refined in his body using the means that he had just advanced to the realm of becoming an elixir. This was not something that ordinary people could do.
At this time, the old man surnamed Li no longer had any thoughts of luck.
"Young Master Qin's methods are amazing, and I am deeply impressed. At this time, I can only tell the truth. The two magic weapons in my body, the round mirror, are the soul-forbidden things used to refine corpses.
.As for the pipe, I got a treasure. It's a pity that I have been refining it with elixir fire in my body for hundreds of years, but I still can't completely refine it. Otherwise, with this treasure, I want to capture Young Master Qin.
It’s not that difficult.”
The old man surnamed Li was talking everywhere, and his originally gloomy complexion suddenly became radiant, as if the pipe-shaped magic weapon had infinite power.
"Oh, it is not common for a treasure that has been able to be refined by fellow Taoist Li for hundreds of years but has still not been refined. Qin wants to see such a magic weapon."
Hearing this, Qin Fengming was also shocked. For a cultivator at the peak of Chengdan to swear so confidently is enough to prove that the power of this magic weapon is definitely not small.
Just when the old man surnamed Li was still about to say something, Qin Fengming continued:
"Fellow Daoist Li, Mr. Qin has not asked any questions about fellow Taoist at this time. Qin said that he is true to his word, so this is a pleasure for fellow Taoist. If fellow Taoist has deep blessings, in that netherworld, even if he has achieved success in cultivation, he will have great potential."
Possible things.”
Qin Fengming said, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual sword light shot out from his fingertips. With a flash on the neck of the old man surnamed Li, a big head rolled down.
Then there was a flash of cold light, and the spiritual sword light struck the old man surnamed Li's Dantian again. Qin Fengming reached out with his big hand, and when he retracted it, a small pipe and a black round mirror appeared in his palm.
.Then a fire bomb flew out of his hand and landed on the body of the old man surnamed Li. A moment later, a pile of ashes appeared in front of Qin Fengming, and disappeared one after another with a puff of anger.
Looking at the two treasures in his hands, Qin Fengming took them closer and looked at them carefully.
I saw that the small pipe was now wrapped in a layer of purple light, and runes were looming in the purple light, as if they were alive.
There are many dense patterns on the surface of the pipe hidden by the purple light. At a glance, Qin Fengming was shocked. Judging from his decades of experience in refining weapons, this pipe magic weapon is extraordinary.
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Because the pattern on the pipe is undoubtedly some kind of weapon refining rune that has been lost for countless thousands of years.
When Qin Fengming took a complete look at the pipe, an even more surprised expression appeared on his face.
Inside the belly of the pipe, there was a mass of turbid purple viscous substance. This turbid purple substance looked like gas but not gas, like liquid but not liquid, but it looked extremely mysterious.
Looking at this sticky thing, Qin Fengming felt a sense of déjà vu. After thinking for a moment, his hand shook, and a small wine cup appeared in his hand. This wine cup was exactly the Chaos Purple Qi
There is no doubt about it.
I saw that there seemed to be a cloud of turbid purple gas in the wine cup. Looking at the things contained in the two magic weapons, they looked extremely similar. It was just that the purple thing in the pipe seemed obviously different.
The one in Qin Fengming's wine cup magic weapon is much denser.
"Could it be that what is contained in this pipe is also made of chaotic purple energy?"
Looking at the pipe in his hand, Qin Fengming was extremely excited.
Although the chaotic purple gas in this pipe must be mixed with impurities, but with so much chaotic purple gas, you don’t need to think about it, you also know that the power of this ancient treasure of the pipe will definitely exceed Qin Fengming’s imagination.
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No wonder the old man named Li failed to refine this ancient treasure of a pipe after spending hundreds of years.
Holding this magic weapon in his hand, Qin Fengming felt very worried. If the old man surnamed Li had really refined this magic weapon, the outcome of the fight between the two would have been very likely to be reversed.
Just when Qin Fengming wanted to put the pipe magic weapon into the storage ring, he suddenly saw four ancient characters at the bottom of the pipe magic weapon, wrapped in purple light.
Based on Qin Fengming's knowledge, he did not know the meaning of these four ancient characters. This undoubtedly shows that this pipe magic weapon is an ancient treasure that is older than the Chaos Purple Qi Cup.
After looking at the pipe magic weapon for a long time, Qin Fengming put it away. Then he put the black round mirror in his hand.
Regarding this round mirror, Qin Fengming knew that it was not an ancient object, but something that the monk surnamed Li had refined himself according to a certain secret method. It was only used to control the soul-forbidden weapon for refining corpses.
As for how to use this kind of forbidden weapon, Qin Fengming does not need to ask others. As long as he erases the mark of the old man named Li on the forbidden weapon and then completely refines it, he will have complete control over the refined corpse.
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Sitting in the circle, Qin Fengming opened his hand, and a ball of hot flame with a hint of blue appeared in his palm. With a snap of his fingers, he placed the round mirror on top of the hot flame.
, with the continuous operation of the magic formula in the body, Qin Fengming began to refine this forbidden weapon.
Although Qin Fengming's cultivation level at this time was far lower than that of the old man named Li from the Evil God Sect who was killed by him, it only took him more than a month to completely refine the black round mirror.
The magic weapon of a cultivator at the peak of becoming an elixir can be refined so quickly, but this is related to Qin Fengming's soul-eating ghost fire. In terms of its hotness, the soul-eating ghost fire at this time is as hot as the baby fire of the infant transforming monk.
In comparison, it has not fallen behind at all.
After refining this round mirror into his body, Qin Fengming immediately felt that the mental connection between himself and the tall corpse had become extremely smooth.
With a wave of his hand, the silk cloth magic weapon that wrapped the refined corpse disappeared. With a movement of his mind, the refined corpse suddenly moved like an arm and a finger. Following the thought, it immediately began to move flexibly.