Three days passed in the blink of an eye. The night before the selection day was about to come, Shen Chen came to Wanbao Pavilion alone under the cover of night.
Wanbao Pavilion, underground secret room.
"Jie Jie... little guy, come and see this spiritual weapon that I have refined for you," Master Yan had a look of pride on his ugly old face and was fiddling with a long black sword in his hand with a strange smile, " It is indeed a black crystal shell. Apart from my natal spiritual treasure, this high-level spiritual weapon can be regarded as the pinnacle of my life!"
"Hey, Master Yan's craftsmanship is of course nothing to say!" Shen Chen was smiling from ear to ear, laughing wildly. With his character, he was sincerely flattering him at this moment.
The long sword in the old man's hand looks obviously a few inches shorter than before, and its color has also changed from the original bright red and white to as black as ink. On the sword's blade, there are a few smoother edges than the original round edge. The edges and bifurcations make it look more domineering and bold.
If you take a closer look, you will see that there are many dense lines on the long sword. Shen Chen has seen that thing on Tantai Wan Ning's amethyst sword. It is said that it is the weapon refiner. When turning mortal objects into spiritual weapons, the complex runes are engraved on them!
"Haha, you kid has got a terrifying trump card this time. In order to help you refine this high-level spiritual weapon, according to Master Yan's request, I collected countless treasure materials, which cost us ten thousand treasures. "There are more than 4,000 Spirit-Gathering Pills in the pavilion," said the old man Gu Yan, who was also standing aside with envy at this time. "Including your bag of black crystal shells, the cost of this item is already close to 10,000 Spirit-Gathering Pills. Even if you are a city lord, At most, I can only produce one or two spiritual weapons of this level at home for you, a boy in the Blood Melting Realm, to use. It’s such an extravagant and infuriating thing!”
"Ahem...babies are originally used to strengthen one's body..." Hearing this, Shen Chen was already happy, but on the surface, he had to pretend to be more reserved and calm.
"Okay, brat, let's continue. This sword has been channeled, and it is a top-notch high-end spiritual weapon. There is a high chance that it will reach the level of a spiritual treasure in the future. You have to keep it. If you encounter something that you really can't defeat, You monk, try not to expose it, so as not to attract the jealousy of others!" Master Yan finally admired his proud work, handed it over, and seriously warned Shen Chen.
"Well." Shen Chen took the Black Spirit Sword and was overjoyed. When he was about to exit, he suddenly thought of something. He turned his head, blushing and murmuring with hope: "Master Yan, this sword... Can you help this junior to make further progress and refine it into a spiritual treasure..."
"Hmph! You brat, you really are like a cabbage!"
Master Yan glared at him angrily, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and said: "With my skill in refining weapons, I can at most refine one spiritual treasure for myself. That thing cannot be passed on to others. If you want to refine a spiritual treasure, You must be at least a fourth-grade weapon refiner, so stop dreaming, kid!"
"oh."
Shen Chen responded, a little regretful, but also satisfied. Although the high-level spiritual weapon in his hand has not yet been spirit-melted, he can already feel the extraordinaryness of this object. Because of the addition of the black crystal shell, this spiritual sword Its power is much more powerful than Xiao Nizi's amethyst sword.
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"Dong dong dong..." After leaving Wanbao Pavilion and returning to the post house, Shen Chen immediately knocked on Shi Lao's door.
"come in!"
Mr. Shi slowly opened the door and let Shen Chen into the house. When the old man learned of Shen Chen's intention, his expression immediately froze slightly.
"Do you want me to help you melt your spirit?" After the old man Shi Xuan regained consciousness, his face was full of surprise.
With the old man's status in the Beifeng Hou Mansion, he naturally owns the spiritual weapon, but the old man is also well aware of the preciousness of such treasures. Now this boy from Shen Yifeng's family has actually obtained a spiritual weapon. This somewhat surprised the old man.
"Well, this is the spiritual sword. It's still warm. Mr. Shi, please help me!" Shen Chen looked very anxious and couldn't wait to hand the black spiritual sword in his hand to the old man.
"This..." The moment he saw the long black sword in his hand, the old man's expression changed again, and he was so surprised that he was speechless.
With Shi Xuan's terrifying cultivation level, the grade of this spiritual weapon can naturally be seen at a glance.
"You brat, where did you get such a treasure?" The fluctuations emanating from the black sword made even Shi Xuan feel palpitations, and then a pair of old eyes were filled with fiery color.
Advanced spiritual weapon!
The old man was sure that this was definitely a superior high-level spiritual weapon. It even seemed to be the best among high-level spiritual weapons. There seemed to be an abyss-like whirlpool sleeping in the black sword. It was obviously added during the refining process. Some kind of powerful spiritual being.
Such treasures are rare even in the Beifeng Hou Mansion! The old man's eyes were straightened, and he couldn't look away. Compared with the intermediate spiritual weapon in his Qiankun bag, it suddenly fell by more than one level. , there is simply no comparison!
"Hehehehe... I can't tell you the origin of this thing. Anyway, it wasn't stolen..." Seeing that even this old man with terrifying cultivation level had his eyes straightened, Shen Chen suddenly smiled excitedly. Come on, this time, I really got a trump card!
With this item, Shen Chen suddenly felt a little more confident about the next selection of Luo Yunzong.
"Ahem... You want me to help you melt your soul, right?" After his eyes widened, Shi Xuan quickly realized his gaffe, coughed twice, licked his face and said in a deep voice.
"Well, Mr. Shi, just do it, okay? I can't use this treasure while I'm holding it. I'm almost dying of hunger!" Shen Chen quickly responded.
"This... Okay!" Shi Xuan pondered for a moment and sighed: "Helping the monks in the blood-melting realm to fuse souls is a hard job, but considering that I have some connections with your father Shen Yifeng and that For Nizi's sake, I will help you..."
"Old Shi, did you really agree? Haha, great!" Shen Chen almost jumped up with excitement. He had already guessed that integrating spirits would not be an easy task. Otherwise, when they were in Wanbao Pavilion, the two old men would The guy had already helped him solve the problem.
"Hmph! See how happy you are..."
Old man Shi Xuan laughed and cursed angrily, and then reminded him lightly: "Integrating the spirit requires consuming a large number of spirit gathering pills. With your qualifications for this spirit sword, I'm afraid you will need at least three thousand spirit gathering pills." Only the magic pill can make things happen!"
"Pfft..." When Shen Chen heard this, his chest felt tight and he almost vomited blood.
It takes three thousand spirit-gathering pills to complete a mere spirit-melting process?
Damn it! It's not such a trick. Shen Chen's heart was broken. At this moment, he finally understood why only a very small number of monks could afford the spiritual weapon. Every aspect of it was just a waste of money!
"Haha! What, isn't it very meaty?" Old Shi Xuan joked: "But don't look at me, kid. I didn't bring so many spirit-gathering pills with me on this trip. You can borrow them from Wan Ning. You can also solve it yourself!”
"You're cruel!" Shen Chen raised his black sword and cursed fiercely. He completely gave in. This treasure is really a bottomless pit. It's not easy to use it for your own use!
Naturally, it is impossible for him to really borrow something from Tantai Wan Ning, a little girl. Although the girl will most likely give him three thousand spirit-gathering pills without hesitation, but a grown man can't find someone to borrow something from. A little girl reaches out and asks for something. What does it sound like?
Immediately, Shen Chen reached out and took it out, reluctantly handing over the low-level Qiankun bag in his sleeve. The five thousand spirit-gathering pills he had obtained from selling the black crystal shell before were basically used after this bloodletting. Bottomed out.
"Huh? I didn't expect you to be quite rich." Old Shi Xuan took the low-level Qiankun bag and looked inside. A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he smiled and shook his head, "It seems Your boy really encountered some great opportunities before..."
However, the old man knew what was going on, so he didn't ask any more questions at the moment. He pointed to the wooden bed not far away and said calmly: "Okay, sit on it. Later, I will use your essence and blood to activate this spiritual weapon. When you draw the talisman, no matter how much impact your mind suffers, your thoughts must always be focused on the spirit sword, otherwise, you may fail at any time!"
"Yes." Shen Chen nodded seriously, full of expectation.
Immediately, without thinking much, he strode to the wooden bed, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed.
"Haha, you are just at the sixth level of the Blood Fusion Realm and you have to sacrifice a high-level spiritual weapon. I really don't know if your soul can bear it..." Seeing Shen Chen already in place, old man Shi Xuan smiled helplessly and shook his head. He shook his head and sighed.
Then, the old man's eyes narrowed, and he began to prepare for the soul fusion.
"drink!"
The old man waved his sleeves and robe, and then with a low shout, he froze the black sword he threw out in the air.
At the same time, an aura that was so powerful that it made Shen Chen's heart palpitate suddenly emitted from the old man's originally simple and ordinary body. In the eyes of the old couple, there were also two almost substantial golden lights shooting out, firmly locked on Above the black sword.
The black sword was floating quietly not far in front of Shen Chen, as if the scene had been frozen, which was quite mysterious.
Shen Chen knew very well in his heart that the black sword was not floating there out of thin air. It must have been supported by the old man's aura. A strong man in the Condensation Gang Realm was indeed so terrifying. Just the aura emitted could immobilize a physical object in the air!
"go!"
While Shen Chen was thinking, the old man Shi Xuan moved again. The old man flicked his finger, and the spirit-gathering pill in the low-level Qiankun bag immediately poured out, like raindrops.
However, those snow-white round elixirs that poured out did not fall naturally. Instead, like black swords, they were fixed in the void more than three feet above the ground by the old man's breath, surrounding the black swords in a snow-white atmosphere. !
After doing this, the old man himself sat cross-legged on the spot, and then quickly formed complex seals. The aura emanating from his body suddenly surged again, and wisps of strong energy emanated from the hand seals.
Those Gang Qi are quite soft, like green smoke, drifting along a wonderful trajectory towards the densely packed Spirit Gathering Pills around the black sword. In the blink of an eye, the black sword is surrounded by white Qi, making it misty and trance-like.
"change!"
As the soft aura emanating from the old man's handprints increased, the Spirit Gathering Pill suspended in mid-air suddenly glowed faintly and was crystal clear and visible to the naked eye.
Later, under the influence of the soft Gang Qi, the entire round, snow-white elixir began to slowly melt like ice particles exposed to the sun.
As the Spirit Gathering Pill melted in the air, drops of milky white liquid melted out, and then turned into wisps of white light mist, pouring into the black sword.
After about a thousand spirit-gathering pills were consumed, fine lines gradually began to brighten on the surface of the black sword, which was as dark as ink. The runes on the spiritual weapon had been activated, sparkling and growing rapidly. Consume rich spiritual energy.
"go!"
At this time, the old man also accelerated his squandering of Spirit Gathering Pills.
This time, he swung out more than two thousand spirit-gathering pills in one breath. At the same time, he began to activate the majestic energy in his body to refine those spirit-gathering pills with all his strength!
I don't know how long it took, but about two thousand spirit-gathering pills were integrated into the black sword again. The black sword floating in the void was like a huge bottomless pit, absorbing the rich spiritual energy from the surrounding spirit-gathering pills. , devoured it cleanly.
But at this time, the runes on the surface of the black sword were already so bright that they sparkled, and the whole room was illuminated with a bright light!
"Boy, cut your finger and spit out ten drops of blood!"
Seeing that the time was ripe, old man Shi Xuan opened his mouth slightly and passed a sound line into Shen Chen's ears.
All the runes on the spiritual weapon have been activated and reached their peak state. As long as Shen Chen's essence and blood are integrated into the black sword without interrupting his thoughts, the soul-melting process will be complete!
Of course, the old man knew very well that this most critical last step was full of variables. Once Shen Chen's soul could not withstand the impact of the spiritual weapon and his mind was disconnected, all the previous efforts would be wasted...