Chapter 695: The Method of Sacrificing and Refining Magical Treasures
"Genotype bag..."
Stretching out his hand to take the famous Ming Dynasty's imperial weapon, Wang Mu's will was activated and he watched intently.
Faintly, I just feel that there is a hole in it, looking at it is like looking at the sea. Even if I try my best to push it, I can't reach the edge.
"This human race bag should have a corresponding sacrificial method. If you don't know the method, it will be difficult to open it even if you hold it..."
Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
He turned over and looked at the humanoid bag many times, and with his deep vision and clairvoyance, he could even vaguely see some of the scenes inside.
Just, seeing it doesn’t mean it can be opened.
Just like the golden dragon scissors, there is also a unique way to promote hair growth. If he doesn't tell others, even if others take it, they can only use it as a pair of Zeng Tong's scissors.
"call!"
Not long after, Wang Muzhi's forehead was already beaded with sweat, and his will was pushed to the limit, so he had to stop temporarily.
"There is indeed a corresponding method for refining and promoting rituals. I learned seven of them from the Daozang Buddhist scriptures, but I don't know if they are successful..."
Magical weapons are rare, but Zhang Yuanzhu has not been the only one to refine them over the years.
However, anyone who obtains a magic weapon will keep it secret and pass it on to men rather than women, so few people will be exposed.
It is difficult to judge whether the several methods he knows are true or false.
"Seven ways?"
Yang Yu's eyes brightened slightly and he humbly asked for advice.
Wang Muzhi naturally did not hide anything, and told him all the various traditional refining methods he knew;
"Although there are seven ways of seeing, there are probably only four that are really effective. The first and simplest is the 'Personal Sacrifice Method'.
As long as it is washed with breath every day, any magic weapon may be refined. However, the time required may be very long, at least, longer than the previous owner..."
Yang Yu wrote this down but automatically ignored it.
This human race bag was made by Zhang Yuanzhu, and it has been passed down to this day for more than four hundred years. Even if the previous owner refers to Emperor Qianheng, it has been thirty years since the latter succeeded to the throne...
"The second type is the 'sacred sacrifice'. As the name suggests, it is to build an altar and mobilize the power of ghosts and gods from heaven and earth to forcibly wash away the traces of the predecessors.
Generally speaking, most people are those who attract thunder and lightning..."
"Sacrifice to God."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
He remembered that within the territory of Dali, there seemed to be a strange place called 'Thousand Thunder Mountain' that was constantly struck by thunder and lightning for many years.
When he was practicing Weapon Fusion and Body Refining, he almost chose one of the specialties, the 'Xuan Lei Stone'.
"The third type is blood sacrifice. The first is to use one's own blood. This is similar to the portable sacrifice method and may take a long time. The second is to use the blood of others..."
At this point, Wang Muzhi just skipped it and talked about the fourth type:
"The last one, and the most reliable one, is the 'spiritual sacrifice'——"
"Spiritual sacrifice? Yes, Lingqi?"
"Yes, it's Lingxi! Lingxi is the foundation of Taoism. Whether it's a magical weapon or a magic weapon, or even the spiritual treasures in ancient myths, they all feed on Lingqi--"
Wang Muzhi described this method in detail and concluded:
"This spiritual sacrifice is like fishing, using the spirit as bait to lure the magic weapon. Once it swallows the spirit, it can take the opportunity to enter and imprint its own breath into it."
"It seems feasible."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.
There is plenty of spiritual knowledge in the Blue Water Cold Pond picture. At least for now, he can take three lines from the middle level every day...
Compared with Shenfan and Xuefan, it requires more spectrum.
"But whether it can be caught and when it can be caught is still unknown. The refining and sacrificing of magic weapons are too troublesome and trivial. However, compared with the practice and mastery of a magical power, this price is not a big deal.
What’s the big deal-…-…
Wang Muzhi handed the human race bag back casually, with a subtle expression on his face;
"Master Xu has compiled great books and read through the royal collection. He may have other methods, but he may not be willing to see you.
"If it weren't for that, I would have gone to see you long ago."
Yang Prison sighed.
The Ming Dynasty had been raising scholars for more than four hundred years. Even though Qianheng acted recklessly, there were still many people who were loyal to the court. Along the way, he often encountered cowards who had no martial arts skills and dared to assassinate.
Just like when he was chased by the six gates before he occupied the northwest Daocheng, Yan Xiaoer, one of the six elites of the Jinyi Guard, would still show mercy because he had served Qianhu of the Jinyi Guard.
But after he captured the northwest Daocheng, his attitude changed drastically...
Being dissatisfied with the emperor does not mean that they are not loyal to the Ming Dynasty. The same is true for Yan Xiaoer and the same is true for Xu Wenji.
They usually criticize the government and even dare to write letters directly criticizing the emperor, but this shows that they have integrity in their hearts.
Would such a person just bow to him and give his full support just because he, Yang Yu, was the one who rebelled?
"He has walked this road for most of his life. He cannot and will not look back..."
Wang Mu's heart is clear.
Father and son can still turn against each other when they have different political views, so what exception is master and disciple?
For more than two years, apart from the first day, Xu Wenji never spoke to him at all...
"After all, it's a different path..."
Yang Yu remained silent.
He respects and is grateful to Xu Wenji, but it is absolutely impossible for him to go back and serve the imperial court again.
He himself didn’t want to, and conversely, Xu Wenji didn’t want to either
Therefore, he would not mention it at all...
"This is a question. I will stay in Longyuan for the time being."
Wang Muzhi calmed down
"The remaining scenery along the northwest path is enough, but Longyuan will face the Sirius army directly, so I need to stay..."
"If you need help, just send a message."
Naturally, Yang Yu would not object.
Putting aside everything else, Longyuan is adjacent to the northwest, and he can understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.
After acquiring the method of sacrificing and refining the magic weapon, Yang Yu took leave and went to a deserted wilderness. He summoned the goshawk and the white dog, and sent out five ghosts to warn him. He then closed his eyes and prepared to try to sacrifice the magic weapon.
"Is this a human race bag? I heard that this bag is a world of its own. This small bag can hold a large mountain, and can even accommodate tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people to live in it?"
Qin Si was quite curious.
She had also heard a little bit about the Ming Dynasty's imperial weapon, but it was only limited to legends.
The magical artifacts are extremely precious, and there is not even one in Jade Dragon Temple...-——
"The legend may be exaggerated, but Emperor Qianheng brought 200,000 troops here with this thing, and countless people witnessed it-...-——
Caressing the cold cloth bag, Yang Yu calmed down
There was no rush to do it, he first thought about it silently in his heart and chewed the method taught by Wang Muzhi many times. After confirming that it was correct, he stirred up the Zhen Gang and forced out the spiritual knowledge that was bound deep in the body bit by bit.
Lingqi, also known as the foundation of Taoism in ancient times, is an existence that immortals, Buddhas, demons, magical weapons, and even divine passages and fruits cannot escape from.…
Any trace of it is beyond the reach of anyone. Even he must be careful. If he goes crazy, he may cough up a mouthful of blood, or even get hurt in severe cases.
Woo~
The moment Lingxi left the body, Zuo Si felt that the airflow around him became very active, as if there were signs of converging towards this place.
She was keenly aware that the vegetation around her was also squirming, and if it wasn't for the pulling of roots, it would probably come close to her.
"Is this Reiwu?"
She looked at it carefully
Within the overflowing Zhen Gang, the colorless and odorless energy is vibrating like a living thing, appearing very active. Hum~
When the Sui Ling suddenly approached, Yang Yu clearly felt that the humanoid bag trembled slightly, and the Sui Ling disappeared instantly.
And under his intense concentration, Tongyou finally caught a glimpse of something.
[Acquired Human Seed Bag (Middle Grade Magic Weapon)]
[Nurtured by spiritual energy, it can accommodate all things in the void. When humans and animals enter, they will lose their strength. When water enters, they will not be retained. When fire enters, they will not burn.——]
[Status: Warm and maintained]
【Lingqi:1951/48693】
"Mid-grade magic weapon!"
Yang Yu's eyes lit up.
The upper limit of the warmth and nourishment of a lower-grade magic weapon is nine thousand Sui Lingxi. For example, the upper limit of the warmth and nourishment of his golden dragon scissors is nine hundred threads, and the upper limit of the warmth and nourishment of this human seed bag is actually close to fifty thousand!
After being startled, my next thought was,
"Then Emperor Qianheng was too much of a waste, wasting such a treasure..."
Yang Prison shook his head heartily.
Judging from the power of the Golden Dragon Scissors, it is enough to hold nearly 50,000 Sui Lingxi human race bags. Its power is so powerful that even the Martial Saints would retreat.
But he was beaten so hard that he was unable to fight back...
[Among them are 2,321 people, 143 horses, more than 74.3 million catties of gold, silver, and iron, and 38.4 million stones of grain and grass...-]
What is extremely rich?
After glancing at the list of things stored inside, Yang Prison couldn't help but take a breath. The wealth in the entire Northwest Road might not be as good as what is contained in this bag!
It’s nothing more than gold and silver. Carrying 38 million stones of food with you is simply terrifying when used on the battlefield!
Three or four years of rations for a million-strong army are packed in this palm-sized cloth bag!
It's so terrifying!
The black armor comes to an end, the Overlord dies, the Heavenly Wolf breaks the barrier, and the emperor is kidnapped!
The news that came out one after another was like the most violent hurricane in the world. With unimaginable admonishment, Xi looked at the entire world.
, temple.
Not only the Ming Dynasty, but also the two foreign countries, overseas islands, and all those who were closely involved in the war, all learned of the news as time went by.
The undercurrent of questioning is surging for a while, and even the most foolish person has already sensed that a storm is coming.
The Way of Ten Thousand Dragons, the Capital of Gods, the sky filled with stars,
In the dark of night, the whole city is very quiet, except for the flickering lights on the flower towers, accompanied by people drinking wine and drinking wine.
The air is diffused.
In a certain wing, a lazy young man crawled out from the pile of makeup, leaning on the window and looking out at the city.
His vision and perception were very good, he could clearly see the fire rising in the imperial city, and he could also hear the faint shouts of killing.
"It doesn't seem quite right..."
Feeling the unusual aura, Yu Liu felt a little uneasy. He couldn't help but fiddle with his fingers and mutter something.
"No, no. The imperial city is on fire, and the earth dragon ascends to the sky. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so fast, so early..."
The more he fiddled with his fingers, the more uneasy he became. In the end, his brows were twisted into knots:
"It doesn't make sense. How dare Su Dilong do that? How dare he? Has something happened to the overlord of the old Zhang family?!