There is a great advantage in using one's own cultivation to conceive and nurture a magic weapon, that is, the spiritual compassion between the practitioner and the magic weapon can become an incomparable tacit understanding.
Most of these people appear in sword cultivation, and some sword cultivators will use their own cultivation to often breed magical weapons.
However, this method also has a fatal flaw, that is, when the practitioner uses his own cultivation to conceive and nurture the magical weapon, he will inevitably deplete his own cultivation.
To put it bluntly, this is a way to use your own cultivation level to exchange for magic weapons to improve.
You know, a practitioner's lifespan is not enough to ascend to godhood. Who would be willing to use the hard-earned cultivation to conceive and raise a magical weapon?
What if the power of the magical weapon raised during pregnancy only increases a little?
What if this magical weapon was destroyed during a battle with the enemy?
Is all your previous hard work in vain?
Therefore, even if they are sword cultivators, there are not many people who can use their own cultivation to breed magical weapons in order to improve their strength. What's more, people like Qingsu, who spent a thousand years of cultivation to breed a sword
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But he thinks so because he doesn't understand the situation.
In fact, the reason why Qingsu has become one of the famous Jiusu of the Holy Star Alliance is that he is extremely talented and intelligent. Qingsu is actually not very old. When he reaches the peak of the world, he is just that.
Over 20,000 years old, for her, ascending to godhood is a certainty.
And when Qingsu had a daughter named Meng Ling, she devoted all her efforts to cultivating Meng Ling. To this end, she did not hesitate to waste thousands of years of cultivation and took out her favorite Miao'a sword and nurtured it until she let it go.
After the sword looked like a second-rate god-bearing treasure but had the power of a first-rate god-bearing treasure, he removed the mark of recognition and gave it to his daughter, letting Meng Ling take it out for self-defense.
It is precisely because of this front-end provision that Miaoa Sword is unusual.
But no matter what, Feng Jueyu still admired this behavior very much, secretly thinking that Qingsu was a talented and beautiful person who was different from ordinary people.
In fact, Feng Jueyu had also considered the method of cultivating flying swords by cultivating them when he was in Bicong Garden. His own lifespan was enough to ascend to godhood, so it was not impossible to take out some nurturing sky falling swords.
It's just that he doesn't have such free time for the time being. If he does have free time in the future, the Sky Falling Sword will definitely become his main weapon for improvement.
As for cultivation, just practice again after it is worn out.
Feng Jueyu held the Heavenly Falling Sword, and Meng Ling held three magical weapons beside him. The two of them rushed out of the attic. Such an attitude of being armed to the teeth, it was obvious that they had a little respect for the Temple of Granting Heaven.
After the two left the attic, Meng Ling took out the jade slip map. This map clearly marked the overview of the entire Jiying Palace. If you look closely, it can be said that it is extremely large.
It includes the overall layout of Jiying Hall, several entrances and exits, the place where disciples of the Heavenly Clan are taught to practice their magical powers, some places where resources are stored, the accommodation place for mentor disciples, the solitary residence of those in power... and so on.
It even covers the activation and deactivation of certain barrier formations, all of which are vividly reflected.
However, all the buildings and areas marked on it were very clear, except that there was no explanation of whether the pattern would change after the Fire God Ceremony Array was opened, which made it more difficult for the two of them to find the direction.
However, when the two came out, they walked around the attic in a circle, roughly memorizing the entire attic, and then compared it with the map. Sure enough, they found a place similar to this attic.
Meng Ling attached his jade palm to the jade slip map, and used his spiritual consciousness to create a spiritual light, activating the jade slip map. The map was enlarged in front of their eyes. "According to the map, there are a total of four such lofts in Jiying Hall."
There are, one is Lihuo Garden, one is Zhenjin Palace, one is Qiling Tower, and the other one is Yandu Palace, where do you think this place is?"
Feng Jueyu looked at the jade slip map and suddenly discovered that there was a terrain with molds for refining weapons in the upper right corner of the map. Looking at the other places, there were no molds. He immediately thought of the large stone molds he encountered.
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He pointed at the attic group on the lower right and marked it, "Zhenjin Palace, this must be it. I found some molds for refining nearby earlier. There are dozens of large and small ones. We should be in Zhenjin Palace."
…But what do these red spots mean?”
After confirming the location, Meng Ling explained, "I didn't know it before, but based on my experience before being poisoned by fire, these red spots should refer to the trap barrier, because I have encountered this twice.
The situation is dangerous every time."
Feng Jueyu thought for a moment, held his chin and said, "After the Fire God Ceremony Formation in the Granting Heaven Hall was opened, the heavy fog of Beiyang's scorching fire shrouded the inside and outside. The deeper it went, the thicker the fog became."
The fog is thick, and there are many demons and demons like fire bugs. We can compare it with the map and identify the direction according to the density of the fog. It is not difficult to find the entrance, but we need to be careful. The further we go in, the more likely we will get.
Danger."
Meng Ling glanced at the map and said, "Then according to the map, we should go in this direction."
"Directly opposite the attic door? That's almost it. There's that kind of gray whirlwind in front of you that can make people poisoned. Stay away..."
"You don't need to remind me, I have suffered losses before." Meng Ling put away the map, and the two hemispheres on his chest undulated twice, and said, "Through this area, there should be a large building, like a library, it should be
It is the core of Jiying Hall, and it is said that there are many magic weapons refined by the disciples of the Shitian Clan stored there, as well as some materials."
Feng Jueyu hummed, but still reminded, "The treasures are not important for the moment. The treasures in Jiying Palace were made by the disciples of the Tianzhuo Clan. There shouldn't be anything good, but there are some records, scrolls, and materials."
It’s all you have to pay attention to. If you have it, take it. If you don’t have it, let it go. In short, just rush to the entrance of the Foundry Hall first."
"The entrance is in the center of Jiying Hall, and it seems to be a circular staircase."
The two of them asked and answered questions and analyzed them at the same time, which indeed saved a lot of time and effort.
After chatting for a while, Meng Ling nodded and said solemnly, "Let's go, you take the lead, and I'll follow you."
Feng Jueyu was stunned and thought to himself, you are really rude, are we so familiar with each other?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Feng Jueyu didn't take matters seriously with Meng Ling. He gripped the Sky Falling Sword tightly and rushed into the thick fog.
Meng Ling followed closely behind, speeding up, and Feng Jueyu did not see it. During this period, the girl reached out to take the fairy lamp and held it in her palm.
The two of them galloped along, flying close to each other for a certain distance in the predetermined direction. Suddenly, balls of red-yellow flames flew towards them.
Feeling the unusual smell and taste of the red mist orange smoke, Feng Jueyu immediately slowed down and shouted sternly, "Be careful, there is an ambush."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jueyu first made a seal with his left hand, and then struck it out from the air. The seal turned into a curved colorful beam of light, swinging sideways in the air, sometimes bumping left and right, sometimes jumping up and down, and sometimes
It flew into the thick fog and disappeared, and flew back after a while.
Feng Jueyu ignored it anyway, holding the vertical sword in his right hand, and swung the sword towards the open flame of unknown origin on the right.
boom!
Magma splashed everywhere, and before the two obese fire-salivating bugs could fully reveal their heads, they were cut down by the Sky Falling Sword, and their bodies exploded.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
After the sword was slashed out, more sounds of piercing the air came one after another, and each fat fire insect, with its mouth full of fangs, rushed towards the two of them.
But the two people who had prepared in advance did not panic too much this time. The Miao'a sword at Meng Ling's feet turned into a stream of light and flew out, quickly circling around the two people. Countless sword lights flashed past, one after another.
Fireworms died one after another.
Feng Jueyu's sword swept across and smashed wildly, bringing up bursts of sinister wind and violent thunder. Gray lightning filled the two people's front, back, left, and right sides. Wherever the violent sword energy passed, the Fire Salivator could not get close at all.
The origin of this kind of fire salivary insect is a very special origin. If it sticks to the body, it is difficult to extinguish. However, if you prepare to kill it in advance, it will not be a threat to the two powerful Dao Wu Chujingjing. This is also
Characteristics of the Temple of Granting Heaven.
In fact, the attacks of fire salivation bugs are not severe. What is troublesome is their origin.
"Don't fight, you provide the direction, I will take the lead and rush over as soon as possible. Once we reach the core of Jiying Hall, it will be easier. We can just find a place to stay, so we don't have to fight endlessly. This consumes too much real energy." Feng Jueyu
While wielding the sword, arrange the strategy.
Meng Ling looked at Feng Jueyu with a solemn expression. She became obedient inexplicably and stopped arguing with Feng Jueyu. She did not have the slightest doubt about his words, and even showed some unexpected expressions.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sword light dances, and the sky is full of madness...
Feng Jueyu used Xie Yijian to the extreme. After the huge sword light, it was met with overwhelming sword energy. Now he can transform a thousand swords with one sword. The power of a thousand swords. Each sword is comparable to a secret technique and is extremely powerful.
, and it is particularly labor-saving to kill the fire spirit beasts that appear in these groups, and one sword can often kill a bloody path.
After half a stick of incense, the two rushed out far away, but behind them were a large number of fire saliva insects, and even the dark blue flame beast they first encountered. Except for the front, there were sprays of magma everywhere on the left and right sides behind them.
Streaming arrows and strange blue flames.
Feng Jueyu and Meng Ling had no choice but to speed up, running at lightning speed to escape from the siege. However, as they were flying, a wild whirlwind suddenly blew over from Meng Ling's right side.
Because he had had such experience before, when Feng Jueyu saw that the whirlwind was gray, he immediately shouted, "Be careful, come closer to me."
In fact, Meng Ling has already seen the appearance of the gray whirlwind. The last time, not far from here, she was swept away by the whirlwind due to a mistake. She finally escaped from the whirlwind and was poisoned by fire. She was almost eaten by fire salivary insects.
, Meng Ling was shocked when she saw this, and quickly raised the fairy magic lamp in her hand. With a burst of inner energy, the fairy magic lamp flashed a light blue light from the bottom of the bowl, and then a fierce suction force poured out from the mouth of the bowl.
I saw the gray whirlwind immediately shrinking and being sucked into the bottom of the bowl by the fairy magic lamp. .