Qin Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a sledgehammer with a broken handle in his hand, carefully observing inch by inch.
This sledgehammer with a broken handle was pointed by Wu Yu and then eroded and impacted by the death energy. Now it is still in its original appearance. There are some traces of friction on it, as if it was broken by someone forcibly. There is not even a trace of stubble.
Not the slightest change.
The knowledge about the identification of magic weapons came to mind involuntarily, corresponding to everything I saw in front of me.
All the materials used in the sledgehammer are indeed what the master said. They are point-star Kobelco that can occasionally be extracted from meteorites that fall from the sky. This material is extremely hard. To be more precise, this material has its own
A unique characteristic that makes it difficult to be changed by external forces, like a star, eternal.
Among ordinary magic weapons, adding a handful of divine sand made of Dot Star Kobelco can increase the stability and hardness of the magic weapon by three levels. Not to mention that this sledgehammer is entirely made of Dot Star Kobelco, at least it has
More than 80% of the material is Point Star Kobelco.
Moreover, if you add Point Star Kobelco as an auxiliary material, it will be slightly easier to refine. If it is used as the main material and other materials are incorporated into it, the difficulty will rise sharply.
This sledgehammer is completely integrated, with no inlays or attachments. It must be that all the materials are perfectly integrated into one. The difficulty is really terrible. At least in the entire pot beam, there is no master who can complete this step.
Looking at the runes and Taoist patterns that had lost their power, Qin Yang became more and more surprised as he looked at it. When this broken-handled sledgehammer was intact, it was at least a treasure!
However, no matter how you look at it or test it, it is still the original body of the magic weapon. Apart from being hard, there is nothing magical about it.
So what happened to that trace of divine power that burst out earlier?
Although that ray of divine power was weak, its essence was ridiculously high. It tore through the death energy like black ink without encountering any obstacles at all. It could be said to be overwhelming.
Suddenly, Qin Yang's expression changed, and he remembered that there was a record in the knowledge of magic weapon identification.
There are four levels of magic weapon grades, from bottom to top: law, spirit, treasure, and Tao. The magic weapon can only imprint the Tao pattern. After the runes are engraved on it, it is forged through sacrifice. Within the magic weapon, there are restrictions, allowing the magic weapon to have
Many powers are manifested.
A spiritual weapon is a magic weapon that emits a trace of spirituality and can be transformed into a shape. If a demon soul is sealed inside it, after the spiritual weapon is transformed, it may still have the supernatural powers of the demon soul during its lifetime. Not only will its power be greatly increased, but it will also have many magical effects.
, regardless of vertical or horizontal comparison, it far exceeds the magic weapon.
As for the treasure, it is a magic weapon that has been refined and nourished by monks day and night, over many years, and will naturally give birth to supernatural powers, the demon soul sealed in it, or the magic weapon itself awakens its complete spiritual wisdom, turns into a Yuan Fei, and gives birth to the Yuan.
spirit!
Yuan is the beginning of all things, born from nothing, and transformed into the Yuan embryo, while spirit is spirituality, wisdom, and soul, which is the biggest difference between living things and other dead things.
After the Yuan Ling is conceived, it is like the soul of a magic weapon. Even if no one controls it, the Yuan Ling itself can control the treasure and exert its divine power and mystery. There are even some special treasures that the Yuan Ling can control not only more perfectly.
, the mysterious power is far beyond the control of monks.
Just like the previous multi-treasure heavenly wheel, there must be Yuanling controlling it.
However, this kind of treasure has to go through thousands of years and be continuously refined and nurtured by generations of monks before it can give birth to a real Yuan Spirit, not just a Yuan Fei.
These records are all recorded in the magic weapon appraisal book that I touched. They were obtained by Qiu Guanshi from reading the book. There is no specific information on how to judge the appraisal.
Qin Yang's eyes flickered, and he gently touched the broken-handled sledgehammer, feeling the lines on it, and guessed in his heart that only the body of the magic weapon was left, but it could still emit a trace of divine power. Based on the knowledge he had learned so far, he could only think of this possibility.
.
There is a Yuanling inside the broken-handled sledgehammer! The Yuanling is formed and possesses complete spiritual intelligence!
"Hey, come out, I know you're in there." Qin Yang knocked on the broken-handled sledgehammer, lowered his voice and sounded serious.
The broken-handled sledgehammer didn't respond...
"Come out, stop hiding, stop hiding. I know you must be here. I have figured out why there were so many people there and you flew to me and almost killed me. You must have done it on purpose!"
Qin Yang put his face on the broken-handled sledgehammer and attached his ears, deceiving himself and pretending that he could hear the sound inside...
However, the broken-handled sledgehammer still hasn’t changed at all...
Qin Yang's face darkened, and he felt embarrassed, but the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and he continued to mutter to himself to the broken-handled sledgehammer.
"You must have done it on purpose. Later on, my unreliable master was always there. You were afraid of being discovered, so you kept hiding. I don't even know how many powerful people are hiding in the sect, so you continued to hide and pretend
Die, now you are finally out, no one can find you, and you are threatened again, so you can't help it anymore, come out quickly, I have seen through you long ago!"
The breeze blew by, and Qin Yang's expression froze...
So embarrassing...
The broken-handled sledgehammer still didn’t respond!
Qin Yang was a little tangled, but finally he had an idea, and with the newly learned things, he concluded that this was the only possibility he could think of, and he would not admit it was just a conjecture.
"You're not coming out, are you? Okay, just wait for me. You almost hit me to death, and now you're pretending to be dead with me. After I go out, I'll immediately find the toilet with the most people and throw you in for a bath! I'll do it again
I’ll give you a chance. I’ll count to three. If you don’t come out again, don’t blame me for being ruthless and unkind. You’ve been with me for so long, you must know that I do what I say!”
"three!"
"two!"
"That's the last call. You have made up your mind!" The broken-handled sledgehammer still didn't respond, but Qin Yang was a little unwilling to give up...
"one!"
After counting three times, the sledgehammer still didn't respond.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Qin Yang's eyes. It seemed that he had overthought it. After all, the broken-handled sledgehammer was ejected from the Duobao Heavenly Wheel and had been destroyed for who knows how many years. Even if there was a Yuanling inside, it might have already been destroyed.
Leaving, or sleeping in the magic weapon for a long time, it has completely died.
The broken-handled sledgehammer had erupted with a hint of divine power before, and it was probably because of a reason that he couldn't guess.
Thinking that he had been chatting awkwardly with a magic weapon body for so long, Qin Yang himself felt extremely embarrassed and inexplicably a little angry.
"Okay! You're not going to come out, right? Just wait for me, and I'll take you to the pit to suppress you when I get out!"
Angrily, he put the broken-handled sledgehammer into his storage bag. Qin Yang looked around and found that he was indeed the only one here, and he was inexplicably relieved.
Looking up at the sky again, the Lixu Yin River hanging in mid-air is still flowing turbulently, flowing out of the void, flowing through Lixu, and then submerging into the void again.
There is still no trace of Pingdi White Snake...
"Uncle Bai, if you really forget me, you will never want to eat my roasted meat, let alone stew soup!" Qin Yang was a little distressed, he was trapped here like this?
They were so immortal that the disciples of the Holy Demonic Stone Sect died so cleanly that they couldn't follow them out. What's more, they were so immortal that their corpses, magic weapons, and storage bags were all turned into powder when the death energy hit them.
I tried my luck to see if I could find a way out, but there was no hope.
Qin Yang sat on the ground, holding his head, thinking hard about what to do...
In his storage bag, a trace of red light floated on the surface of the broken-handled sledgehammer, and a bare and extremely ugly chicken head emerged from it. His small eyes were wandering around, and he looked around with a sly look.
Then he opened his mouth and sucked in, and a dozen of the spiritual stones in the storage bag immediately flew out automatically and fell into the chicken's mouth.
"Little turtle, your mind works very fast, but it's useless! My ancestor has eaten more spirit stones than you have ever seen. You want to scare me? Haha..."