Four hundred and fiftieth IX refining magic weapon
If Mu Yi knew how much the two women relied on him, he didn't know how he would feel. Unfortunately, he didn't know that in his opinion, he should be cold and inhumane in the hearts of the two women.
Chong A and B opened another room for Mu Yi early on. After returning to the room, Mu Yi did not rest. Instead, he took out the Immortal Cord and studied it carefully. As long as he refined the Immortal Cord, he would have another trump card.
The Xin Leng has both offensive and defensive capabilities, while the Immortal Rope can tie people up and is more flexible.
In that underground palace, the ancient beings in the depths have unlocked the seal of the Immortal Cord. Mu Yi's mind can go directly into it. As expected, he did not find any obstacles. It's just that the instinct stemming from the Immortal Cord still repels him, but this does not matter.
No matter what, as long as Mu Yi is given enough time, he can completely refine the Immortal Cable.
Putting the Immortal Cord in his hands, Mu Yi gradually closed his eyes. At the same time, a huge amount of mental power directly blasted into the Immortal Cord. Suddenly, a mist-like space appeared in Mu Yi's mind.
For the eyes, you can see life.
This foggy space was somewhat similar to the internal space of the lamp. When Mu Yi's mental power came in, a body also condensed here, and then a roar sounded in his ears.
"Groan!"
Roaring like a dragon, in fact, even Mu Yi didn't know why he had such an idea. He knew it almost instinctively, but of course Mu Yi didn't think there would really be a dragon here, but it can be seen from this that,
The materials used to refine the Immortal Cord must be extraordinary.
"Is it Dragon Jin?" Mu Yi thought instinctively.
Finally, the fog slowly dispersed on both sides, and a huge creature appeared in front of him. After seeing this existence, Mu Yi was relieved, but also a little regretful, because the thing in front of him was not the legendary real dragon, but a dragon.
A huge snake, but this snake has a single horn on its head and two front claws protruding from its belly, but it has no hind legs.
"Jiao!"
Mu Yi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the ancient existence asked him to search for the soul of a dragon. In this way, it would undoubtedly be more consistent with the Immortal Cable and would definitely greatly increase the power of this magic weapon.
"Defeat you?" Mu Yi looked at the slowly swimming dragon, and his fighting spirit suddenly became high. This was the first time he really started refining a magic weapon.
As for the lamp, although it is also a magic weapon, when the old way was passed to him, he had already lost the fire, which is the most important thing. And he was able to start refining it with his strength at the time. I think the old way also contributed to it. Now I think about it.
Thinking about how naive he was at the time.
Later, he found Nanming Lihuo and allowed Xindeng to possess the fire again. Because at that time, he had completed the sacrifice of the Xindeng body, so even if the fire settled in later, under the Xindeng body, Nanmingli could easily be removed.
The refining of fire, of course, is also related to the memory of when he absorbed Nanming Lihuo.
It was not until the repair of the Xinglan rune was completed that it completely integrated with him and became his magic weapon. Due to various reasons, Mu Yi did not undergo the so-called test.
However, the Immortal Cord is different. This is a complete magic weapon. Although the quality is not as good as the Xin Lan, it is definitely not much worse, because it will undoubtedly be much more difficult for Mu Yi to refine it.
At this moment, he has understood that the first step to refine the Immortal Cable is to defeat the dragon in front of him. This dragon does not represent the strength in life, but it has barely reached the perfection level. Only in this way can all the gods and humans be conquered.
There is no way to escape.
"bring it on."
Here, there were no fire lamps and no time bamboos. The only thing Mu Yi could rely on was the power of his mind and his own will. However, he was not afraid at all.
"roar!"
The dragon roared again, but it was different from the previous one. It was a voice that only belonged to it, and it was obviously angry at Mu Yi's provocation, and it wanted to devour Mu Yi.
Jiaolong Yukong twisted his body and appeared in front of Mu Yi with a big mouth, trying to swallow him in one gulp.
"Bah!"
Mu Yi also shouted loudly and punched at the same time. This punch was a punch of pure will. Here, the strength is as strong as the will. And Mu Yi's will at this moment, even if it has not reached the perfection level,
, which is almost the same.
"boom!"
This punch hit Jiaolong's chin directly, and the big mouth closed directly in front of Mu Yi, and a strong wind blew on Mu Yi's face.
The dragon's head flew high, and a claw comparable to Mu Yi's body suddenly fell down. Although the dragon's body was huge, it moved like the wind and was incredibly flexible.
Mu Yi swayed and dodged the claw, and at the same time punched Jiaolong's body.
It's just that the dragon's body is so huge that the power of Mu Yi's attack is reduced a lot after it lands on it. But even so, with Mu Yi's current strength, it's enough for the dragon to suffer.
"Bang!"
Just when Mu Yi was feeling proud, the dragon suddenly swung its tail. Mu Yi couldn't dodge, and was hit directly by the tail on his body. A sharp pain suddenly came, and then Mu Yi's body disappeared into nothing in this space.
"roar!"
In the space, only the roar of the dragon was left.
"Um."
Outside, Mu Yi opened his eyes, a flash of pain evident on his face.
"I was careless." Mu Yi said softly. Although he had long known that Jiaolong was very strong, he thought that there was no danger to his life because he was in that space, so he instinctively looked down upon it. However, he did not expect that he would be taught a lesson in the blink of an eye.
If that was a real battle, even if Mu Yi didn't die after suffering that blow, he would at least be seriously injured.
"No wonder the number of magic weapons is rare, and only half-step perfection, or even true perfection, can we fully control the magic weapon and bring out the power of the magic weapon." Mu Yi thought silently in his heart, the magic weapon, to a certain extent, is equivalent to
A perfect existence.
If you want to completely refine the magic weapon and integrate it with yourself, you need to defeat the original consciousness formed in the magic weapon. In other words, without enough strength, you can never let the magic weapon truly recognize its owner.
Of course, the origin of the magic weapon is limited after all. Even a senior level expert may be able to successfully refine it if he fights again and again at any cost, but this time will take several years, or even longer.
Mu Yi obviously did not have such a long time, and even without the help of Xin Deng, his own strength was equivalent to a half-step perfection. However, although the Immortal Cable was not as good as Xin Deng, it was obviously superior to ordinary magic weapons.
"From this point of view, it is really a great luck for me to be able to refine the lamp. Is it possible that there is no fire in the lamp? Is this something that the veteran has arranged for a long time? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence? I just found the Xuan Ming Palm.
Flag envoy, then he rushed to open the tomb of King Xian? And no one else could subdue the fire of Nanming, but I subdued it." Mu Yi couldn't help but think in his heart.
"But no matter what, it is a rare opportunity for me right now. I can just hone my boxing and combat skills there. As long as I can defeat that dragon, my strength will definitely reach a higher level."
After all, Mu Yi's breakthrough time was too short. In one year, he had traveled the path that others had taken for decades. Although his power was very strong, his subtle control over power was still not as good as those of the old monsters. It's a pity, I think.
It is not easy to find a being of the same level to fight.
But now, Mu Yi saw an opportunity. Although every time he failed, he would lose a little mental strength, but for him, it was completely affordable.
Thinking of this, Mu Yi did not hesitate, and the power of his mind poured into the Immortal Cord again. Although he failed that time, his spiritual power did not disappear directly, but slowly integrated into the Immortal Cord. Therefore, even if he failed before
, there is also a faint connection between him and Shenxiansuo.
As for Zhu Xianglan being able to use the Immortal Cord before, it was because most of the Immortal Cord's power was sealed, so it was easier for her to refine it. Of course, her so-called refining was actually just an illusion, but because of her mind
The power is integrated into it, and he also has some control over the fairy rope.
As soon as Mu Yi appeared, the dragon rushed towards him. Immediately, a battle broke out again, but this time, Mu Yi took it seriously, so he persisted longer, but in the end, he still failed.
, this time, his body was scratched to pieces by the dragon's claws.
After coming out, Mu Yi did not continue to enter, but went directly into concentration. While recovering his mental strength, he summarized the previous battles and constantly absorbed things that were useful to him.
Even the lantern appeared directly, shrouded in light, allowing his mental strength to quickly recover.
Half an hour later, Mu Yi entered again and started a battle with Jiaolong. This time, Mu Yi undoubtedly lasted longer, and his boxing skills became more domineering and powerful.
In one day, Mu Yi entered ten times in a row. This was because the salary lamp restored the mental power. If it were anyone else, I am afraid that being able to persist two or three times would be the limit. After all, losing too much mental power at once would shake the foundation.
Even with the pay lantern, persisting ten times is almost the limit for Mu Yi.
After ten battles, Mu Yi's whole temperament changed a little bit. He looked a little more sharp. This was because there were too many battles and it was difficult to adapt to it for a while. However, after Mu Yi adapted, he would also slow down.
Disappear slowly.
After ten battles, Mu Yi clearly felt that his strength had improved a lot. In fact, his strength had not increased at all, only his strength had improved.
Next, Mu Yi did not fight anymore, but with a thought in his mind, the fairy cord suddenly began to shrink, and finally turned into a belt tied around his waist. With simple control, this was Mu Yi's additional gain from ten battles.
, but it will take a few days for the gods to bind people with ropes.
Zhen Ping'er slept for a whole day and night before waking up, and when she woke up, she was often dazed and unwilling to speak. For this reason, Yan Wushuang could only ask Mu Yi to come here again.
"If you want to die, I can make it happen for you."
When he came to Zhen Ping'er's room, Mu Yi could tell at a glance her current state. In other words, she was mourning more than her heart would never die. Although she was still alive, she was like a walking corpse.
Perhaps Mu Yi's words stimulated her, Zhen Ping'er raised her head and glanced at Mu Yi, her mouth squirmed, and finally said: "No need."
"Sometimes people don't live just for themselves, but if they lose themselves, then life has no meaning, so people always have to find a goal for themselves." Mu Yi was not polite and sat aside.
Hey, although he is not very old, as long as he stands there, no one will care about his age.
"Then what is your goal? To dominate the world?" Zhen Ping'er's eyes slowly gained a sparkle.
"No, dominating the world is too troublesome. My goal is just to survive." Mu Yi said calmly.
"Survive?" Zhen Ping'er looked at Mu Yi in surprise, and looking at her expression, she seemed to be in disbelief.
"Yes, let's live on." Mu Yi nodded and said. He could not wait to improve his strength now in order to cope with the catastrophe that would come at any time. And to deal with the catastrophe, in the final analysis, he still wanted to stay alive.
"This world is very big, much bigger than you think, and the water in this river and lake is very deep, much deeper than you think. Even I will be drowned in it if I don't pay attention."
Mu Yi repeated to Zhen Ping'er what the old beggar had said to him before.
Zhen Ping'er was silent, as if she didn't know how to answer.
"Do you know what I saw under that ancient tomb last night?" Mu Yi said to himself, regardless of Zhen Ping'er's reaction.
Zhen Ping'er raised her head and looked at Mu Yi, as if waiting for him to continue.
"I saw death there, thousands of sarcophagi. The people in there may have died a long time ago, or they may live in the future. That place is called the resting place." Mu Yi said, but his words made Zhen Ping confused.
I don’t understand why I’m still alive even though I’m dead? Will the person who survives like that be my former self?
In fact, even Mu Yi doesn't have an answer to this question. Maybe that ancient being knows.
"Do you know why your master became like this?" Mu Yi asked again.
"Because of a man." Zhen Ping'er hesitated for a moment before replying.
"That's right, because of a man. That man's name was Nian Weiyi. He was supposed to become a heavenly being. Unfortunately, he died because of his arrogance." Mu Yi continued.
Zhen Ping'er listened attentively, and the stiffness on her face slowly melted away, and her body became more energetic, no longer as dead as before.
"What are you living for?" Mu Yi suddenly asked.
"For what?" Zhen Ping'er was a little confused. Even she herself didn't know what she was living for. Perhaps it was for this reason that she had the intention to die before.
"Do you want to see this river and lake?" Mu Yi asked.
"Can I go and see it?" Zhen Ping'er was a little hesitant. She knew that the Jianghu mentioned by Mu Yi was different from the Jianghu seen by others, and even different from the Jianghu she had known before. However, her strength was too low.
Although it has reached four wheels, it is still too low.
(Ten thousand words on the tenth day, thank you all for your support! Kunkun continues to work hard.) (To be continued)