"Doesn't that mean that with my current strength, I cannot exert the power of the treasure." Lu Jing said with a hint of regret.
"No."
The mysterious voice continued: "Since the Taoist soldiers are the Taoist soldiers of the Venerable, it is an extravagant hope to try to show their full power in the golden elixir realm."
"With your strength, you should be able to exert some power."
"And these powers are enough to make you invincible in the same realm."
Lu Jing suddenly realized, took two steps closer, took off the storage ring and the rusty iron ring, and put the scattered storage bags and storage talisman bags back on his back. After searching for a circle of loot, he looked at Ling Jing.
Boat cabin.
These ‘witnesses’ were not killed.
He needs these people to survive and assume the identity of real domain thief.
Then he took away the small boat and the bronze lamp, turned over and left the large spiritual boat, and landed steadily on the small boat hidden under the large spiritual boat.
He took out a simple talisman from his arms and put it on the boat.
The small boat hidden at the bottom of the large spiritual boat sank quickly. In just the blink of an eye, it had sunk into the dark barrier, leaving not even a trace of light behind.
The monks who stayed in the large spirit boat breathed a sigh of relief at this time. At least the domain bandit did not kill them in order to block the news.
Maybe the domain thieves don't have much fighting power left, but they still don't dare to take action.
The gap between the Foundation Establishment monk and the Golden Core Master is really too big, and he might die the moment he takes action.
Even if the young master of the Xingjin Chamber of Commerce dies, they may not be in an easy situation. At least that will be something they need to deal with later, unlike now when they face Master Jindan directly.
…
Depart from the boat.
Lu Jing, who was riding on it, opened the storage ring and saw a mountain.
Lingshi Mountain.
At a glance.
It's impossible to tell how many spiritual stones there are inside.
"Ouch!"
Lu Jing exclaimed: "No wonder Boss Zhao turned against us for this ring. This is simply a moving treasure house."
In addition to the mountains where spiritual stones are accumulated, there are also various materials used for alchemy, as well as a dazzling array of finished elixirs.
He didn't know the value of these elixirs at all, not to mention that he didn't know many of them. It would be better to say that he knew very few elixirs.
Now he was just the storage ring. He used his spiritual consciousness to probe into it, and he had the idea in his heart to refine it and make it his own.
It can make a Jindan master who understands the true meaning tempted, you can imagine the temptation he faces.
He even had the idea to go back and kill the large spirit boat monk.
Gudu.
Throat rolling.
His face gradually became serious, and he stared blankly at the storage ring.
This unexpected windfall is definitely more generous than what was plundered from the large spiritual boat.
He never questioned his judgment.
The cloak was flying in the air, and a voice came: "Quick, look at that soldier."
"Please take a look at this first." Lu Jing raised the storage ring in his hand. He did not use his spiritual consciousness to refine it.
As a strange spiritual consciousness swept past, the man in the cloak flying beside Lu Jing exclaimed: "This... is simply unbelievable. What kind of monk can accumulate such a fortune?"
The old voice was full of shock.
Back then, with his level of cultivation, he didn't have such a rich family background. He even had to lick blood for the spirit treasure, but he didn't expect that the storage ring he picked up for free would have such huge resources.
With such resources, how can you still worry about elixirs, let alone worry about damage to your own treasures.
In fact, the two of them didn't know that this storage ring was just one of three rings, and the remaining two had long been untied and left behind.
"Is that person the Venerable?" Lu Jing couldn't help but ask.
Perhaps in his eyes, only the Venerable has such a huge resource base, apart from spiritual stones and elixirs, as well as this Taoist weapon with a similar shape.
Obviously, Dao Bing is not as simple as a ring.
The cloak fluttered beside Lu Jing, and the old voice sounded again: "Probably not."
"The body of the venerable will not decay so easily. Some powerful venerable bodies will not turn into powder after thousands of years."
"Just now the rude man touched the black jade body, and the skeleton body immediately turned into powder. Either the time was too long, or it was not enough to be called immortal." Mr. Wu did not continue. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the boat and the copper lamp
There are not many signs of weathering, which eliminates the option of leaving it for too long.
"Even if that person is not a Venerable, I'm afraid he is not far from a Venerable."
"quick."
"Look at this Taoist soldier." Elder Wu urged.
Lu Jing, who recovered from the trembling of the huge amount of resources, held the rusty ring.
After looking carefully, he still couldn't see anything interesting.
It seemed that this was just a ring made of black iron. It had been soaked by something, and it had become pitted. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the ring itself.
This ring is stronger than ordinary magical weapons.
It even gives people the feeling that it cannot be damaged at all.
Just like Mr. Zhao, if Mr. Wu hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have been able to recognize the ring.
He may feel that it is extraordinary. After all, this ring came from that senior. A person who can accumulate such a fortune will definitely not wear a useless ring on his hand.
Divine consciousness swept away.
There was only chaos, and nothing else.
"Is this really a Taoist soldier?" A thought came to Lu Jing's mind.
His consciousness swept over it easily, and the ring was still a ring. There was no fluctuation of the treasure, let alone the sharpness and flicker of an ordinary treasure, which was like a lump of iron.
Bring up mana.
Still like a mud cow sinking into the sea, the black iron ring in his hand is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much mana he has, it disappears in it.
"No response, what's the use of just a ring? It doesn't have any magic power, it's not as practical as a knife."
"At least when I kill people, the weapon..." Before he could finish his words, Lu Jing was surprised to find that the black iron ring in his hand had turned into a short knife. It was only as long as his forearm. There was no pattern carving, only black gold and dark red color.
Intertwined and gathered together, they are as one.
"I……!"
Lu Jing jumped up suddenly, and the dagger fell onto the boat with a clatter.
He stared at the dagger as if he had seen a ghost.
"This is?" The voice in the cloak also had a puzzled look. He also didn't expect that, just after Lu Jing muttered it, the black iron ring really turned into something else.
"Is this Dao soldier itself a sword?"
Lu Jing suddenly felt that he was making a fuss and walked over, picked up the dagger, and took out his magic weapon from his sleeve robe, which was also a dagger. He turned to look at the cloak: "Mr. Wu, do you think I should give it a try?"
, Dao soldiers should not be damaged that easily, right?"
"try?"
"Haha, the Taoist weapons will not be damaged, but the magic weapon you refined may not be able to withstand it."
Lu Jing waved his hands very grandly and said: "There is only one magic weapon left and right."
Then he raised his hands.
Keng.
The sound of gold and stone clashing sounded.
Half of the blade fell down, and the fracture seemed to be cut neatly.
The black-gold dark red iron sword was unscathed, and the bumps on the sword were not caused by his magic weapon at all, but were there when the ring was originally there.
"What a baby!" Lu Jing exclaimed.
Not to mention anything else, his two iron swords were high-quality magic weapons forged from the finest cold iron. They were easily cut off by the Taoist soldiers. In front of the Taoist soldiers, the rotten silver-like daggers were like tofu paste.
, not even remotely threatening.
Mr. Wu quickly asked: "Maybe it can activate magical powers?"
Lu Jing closed his eyes and used his magic power.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, shook his head regretfully and said, "No, I don't know any magic powers at all."
"It's a pity that the Taoist soldiers seem to be injured." Mr. Wu sighed.
He had already seen that the bumps and bumps were the wounds on Tao Bing's body.
Because of this, it is uncertain whether Tao soldiers can still show their power.
Money and silk are certainly attractive, but in the world of spiritual practice, strength is the criterion for measuring everything.
Without enough strength, even if you have a huge amount of resources, you will be killed.
So when he saw the contents of the storage ring, he was certainly shocked, but he was not carried away. Instead, he was the first to care about whether the Taoist soldiers could use it.
Lu Jing couldn't put down the black gold dagger in his hand. What would happen if a weapon made by a Taoist soldier was struck on a person's body?
"It would be nice if it could be disguised as a ring again."
The moment the thought flashed through.
The black gold dagger once again returned to its original appearance as the black iron ring.
"this!"
This time, Lu Jing didn't make a fuss, but he seemed to have discovered a problem.
It seems that as long as you activate your thoughts and pour in your magic power, you can transform the Taoist soldiers in your hands into other forms.
"stick."
"sword."
"monument."
"..."
"bell."
Looking at the palm-sized Xuanxue Black Bell in his hand, Lu Jing's eyes widened and he murmured softly: "A!"
The bronze bell quickly turned into armor, and the armor remained the same color.
Until it finally turned into a black iron ring and appeared in Lu Jing's hand. He looked at the cloak and said, "Mr. Wu, is this really a Taoist soldier?"
The cloak floating aside seemed to be silent for a moment: "Tao soldiers, it seems that they don't have such magical powers."
"This is a good thing. A Taoist weapon can be used as a variety of weapons."
"Then what was it supposed to be?" Lu Jing asked curiously.
Mr. Wu was at a loss for words. He couldn't tell what kind of treasure this weapon was originally, so he muttered: "We can only know this after it is repaired."
"Repair?" Lu Jing sighed immediately.
He got an unexpected fortune, but with his strength, he would be robbed the moment he took out the Taoist weapon. How dare he find someone else to repair the Taoist weapon.
Even if you really want to search, you have to find someone you can trust.
For example, the monks of the ‘Great Instrument Sect’.
The reputation of the Great Weapon Sect is well known in the Eastern Wasteland. If we contact them, we should be able to repair this Taoist weapon.
But as the saying goes, know people, know faces, but don’t know hearts.
"Forget it, let's go back and hand in the task first, and we'll see when the time comes." Lu Jing classified the things into categories, then put the black iron ring on his hand, and the floating cloak fell on Lu Jing's back again, and then he drove the boat
Pass through a place of shining light.
‘Bata’
A black eyeball with scarlet white eyes opened on the ring.