Of course, Feng Yi was not the only one who was happy, but the other younger siblings were also happy for her.

Now, in terms of comprehensive combat power, Ling'er and Dugu are naturally the most important. With their improved spiritual sense, they are more than enough to fight against the tenth-level cultivators, and they can even defeat each other.

But if Feng Yi's spiritual energy is really transformed into true energy, I'm afraid that with her strong body, the two of them will not be able to do anything to each other, and they will even lose after a long time.

But if Feng Yi faces a top ten cultivator, she will lose in a very short time. Without it, her entire energy is transformed into true energy. With her current cultivation level, she will not be able to avoid it and cannot resist the attacks of the ten cultivator.

The reason why Dugu and Ling'er are sure to defeat the tenth level is because they can effectively avoid the opponent's attacks and the attack strength is strong enough.

The old man smiled and handed a fire-type immortal stone to Feng Yi.

"Is there only one? Why is the master so stingy?" Feng Yi looked at the fiery red fairy stone in her hand and said unrestrainedly with her little mouth pouted.

"Haha, you girl, what do you think this is? The spiritual power contained in the immortal stone is not comparable to that of ordinary spirit stones? Although this immortal stone is so small, if you want to absorb and refine all the true spiritual power in it, you may not be able to do it without three months." The old man smiled and shouted.

The old man spoiled a few female disciples very much and didn't care about the rudeness in his words. In fact, this was not rude, but it was more like the daughter's infatuation towards her father.

The female disciples of the old man Fuxi's feelings for him were closer to his father, and the awe of his master was extremely indifferent, which made the old man enjoy it very much.

"Ah, is that? I didn't expect that the spiritual power contained in this fairy stone was so abundant." Feng Yi smiled and put away the fairy stone.

"Oh, master, Xiaolong's body is also a monster, and his bloodline is also extremely strong. Can't he absorb the power of this immortal stone?" Xu Zhiruo asked.

"Xiaolong, haha, although Xiaolong's bloodline is extremely high, he is a body of fetal egg breeding, and it is not much different from you. I am afraid that it will take until the seventh level to refine and absorb the power of the immortal stone bit by bit like them." The old man shook his head and said.

"Sister Ling'er is not a body that produces fetal eggs. He is a body of spiritual wood chaotic, so can't he absorb it? There are also Brother Zhuo Bing and Brother Zhuo Lin. One of them is a body of spiritual wood and the other is a body of a giant beast in the void. To put it in comparison with Sister Yi's true phoenix body, it is not bad. Can't they absorb the power of refining the immortal stone?" Ying'er asked on the side.

"Oh, absorbing the power of the immortal stone, the requirements for the monks are not only physical, but also spiritual, Ling'er and others.

Hey, what you said is really because of prejudice. Speaking of souls, Ling'er and his friends are all against the will of heaven. Maybe they can really absorb the power of the immortal stones. "The old man suddenly realized it and said.

The so-called mistake of the wise man. Although the old man is a true god and has extensive knowledge, the situations that appear in Dugu and others are almost all things that he, the true god, has never encountered or heard before. Therefore, his experiences are sometimes very different from actual things. When encountering many things, he has to use his own experience to reason and experiment.

However, if the true spiritual energy in this immortal stone is absorbed and refined, it is not something that monks below the Golden Pill can try at will. Without the blessing of the Golden Pill, ordinary monks absorb the true spiritual energy, even if it is a slightest, the result will inevitably be annihilation.

It’s okay to say that Ling'er is at least she has the ability to cultivate the Golden Pill, so she can try it little by little, and Zhuo Lin and Zhuo Bing and others are undoubtedly taking risks with their lives.

"I think Zhuo Lin and Zhuo Bing are not in a hurry to try it. Anyway, they are not far from the condensed pill, so it's not too late to try it after they condensed pills, so that's safer." Ling'er said.

"This is the best." The old man nodded. Zhuo Lin and Zhuo Bing had no objection. They were not afraid of taking risks, but they were not worth it.

The immortal stones and a bunch of five elements of true extreme objects were put away by old man Fuxi, while Dugu and others picked up one of the other real objects to appreciate them.

Not to mention, none of these real tools are ordinary items, each of which is exquisitely crafted and of good taste. If placed outside, each item is a priceless treasure that makes quasi-god-level powerhouses jealous. Unfortunately, none of them is something that possesses the soul of the instrument and the space inside the instrument.

Dugu and others do not need these real weapons. Although they can also inject the soul of the instrument and open up space based on the abilities of Dugu and others, Ying'er and others already have their own natal magic weapons. Moreover, those natal magic weapons are carefully refined based on the primordial power and their own characteristics, which are most in line with themselves. Moreover, the materials used to refine weapons are of excellent quality. Those natal magic weapons grow together with their masters, and their development prospects are broader than these real weapons.

However, these real tools are excellent in both the working materials, and it is a pity to destroy them.

"These real tools are for Chiyou and the others." The old man picked up a double-edged battle axe in his hand, and used his fingers to test the sharpness of the blade, and said with a smile.

"After that ancient war, most of Chiyou and his friends were damaged, because there was no war in the Qiankun world. It has never been refined for the master for them. These weapons are just right for them."

Now, although Chi You and the others have regained their bodies, due to the suppression of Dugu's realm, they are only at the sixth level of cultivation, but their bodies and souls are all at the level of quasi-gods, and it is just right to use these real weapons as their natal magic weapons.

Before, the reason why the old man did not refine his natal magic weapons for his subordinates was that he did not have appropriate materials.

These real devices have excellent quality, including many of which are refined with excellent treasure materials as the main materials, which are exactly the same as those quasi-god identities.

"I didn't expect that the master in this cave had collected so many good things. He knew people when he saw things. I thought that master was not an ordinary person." Ling'er grabbed a short black dagger in her hand and waved it lightly.

"Yes, this person was a true god in his lifetime. I am afraid that his cultivation level will be the same as my master." The old man smiled and put down the battle axe in his hand.

"True God? In this way, the man in white who died with him is also a true God." Dugu put down a folding fan-like treasure in his hand and asked in surprise.

"Of course, if it weren't for a true god, the other true god who could force him to fight to death. However, seeing that the man in the green robe seemed to have been seriously injured during his lifetime, this aroused the covetousness of the true god in the white robe. He thought that he could take advantage of his serious injury and destroy the opponent under the sword, but he did not expect that he was dragged by the opponent's defeat and both sides of the opponent, and he was dragged together." The old man shook his head and sighed.

In fact, if these two people are in terms of their cultivation, the old man is probably higher than the man in white. However, after he was injured, his cultivation and combat power were greatly lost. The real god in white thought he had an opportunity to take advantage of it, but he suddenly attacked him, but he didn't expect that the old man was not an easy person. He knew that he was not lucky, but did not know what method he used to attract the other party to the rush, and finally dragged the other party to fall together.

No wonder Dugu looked at the man in white before, and there was endless shock and unwillingness in his eyes, but the old man's eyes were full of pleasure.

The two true gods had long been separated by Old Fuxi. The man in white still held the long sword in his hand. His sword body was as green as a pool of autumn water. On the old man's right hand, he was wearing a golden claw cover, and the golden light flashed, which seemed to be not an ordinary person.

Before, the old man's right hand was completely penetrated into the white-clothed man's chest, so Dugu did not find the thing he was wearing.

"Guess what level of weapons are these two people in their hands." Old Man Fuxi was very interested. He looked at the corpses of the two true gods lying on the ground, and asked Dugu and others with a smile.

Dugu looked at the weapons in his hands and shook his head in confusion. With his current level of refining weapons, he could recognize the magic weapon below the artifact at a glance. Even the artifact had been seen many, and according to reason, he could still identify them.

However, this time, he really couldn't see that the level of the magic weapon in the hands of these two people was as brilliant as the one at the level of the real weapon, but there was no breath of the real weapon-level magic weapon. In terms of that aura, in fact, it was not as good as a treasure of the spiritual weapon-level.

"Son, you have already achieved success in practicing that instrument, but you have been a little immersed in the sky." The old man said with a smile.

"In this chaos, there are countless worlds, and there are many higher realms, among which the chariots are loaded with a chariot, and there are countless schools of skilled people. The same is true for this weapon refining method. The magic weapon in their hands and the method of refining weapon refining have their own advantages compared to the method of refining you practiced." The old man smiled and taught his disciples.

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand and the sword held in the white man flew into his hand. With a buzzing sound, the sword was full of spirituality, and a blue light suddenly rose, and he was about to struggle to escape from the old man's control.

"Hehe, even a masterless person dares to be arrogant." The old man laughed and shouted, his hands tightened, and a yellow light flashed, covering the sword. After a while, the sword calmed down and had already obeyed.

"Although this sword has no soul and no space in the weapon, it is full of spirituality and a rare treasure." The old man removed his Yuanli, gently stroked the sword's spine with his left hand, and said quietly.

When objects are spiritual, there is a great chance that the spirit of the weapon will be born. Not to mention a true god, even a main god, the god king, it is extremely difficult and extremely difficult to own a soul treasure.
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