Without sacrifice and refining magic weapons, it means that there is no magic weapon.

This sentence is widely circulated in the world of cultivation, not only because it comes from the former number one person in the world, the Immortal Lord Yunlan.

It is also because over countless years of practice, monks from all walks of life have repeatedly verified their lives that the authority of this sentence was established.

Whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, if it is thrown out like a fire stick without sacrifice, it is better than the magical powers of the monk himself.

Follow your body

Arm

Distracted

Spiritual communication

Incarnation

A medium-grade spiritual weapon can only be sacrificed to the point where it can be carried by itself.

The top-grade spiritual weapon can be sacrificed and refined to the arm, and can be reached by chanting. Among this quality spiritual weapon, the flying sword is the most representative and well-known.

The best spiritual weapon can be sacrificed to the point of distraction, but this is already the limit of the spiritual weapon.

Only magic weapons can achieve spiritual enlightenment, and there will be warnings, inductions, self-obscurity... many wonderful uses.

Incarnation is limited by the magic weapon itself, and only a few special magic weapons can be sacrificed and refined such a magical power as an external incarnation.

The White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer is undoubtedly at the level of magic weapon, but where is the upper limit? The previous practice experience of Ning Zhen's second turn cannot give Jiang Moshu the answer.

But even if it is a magic weapon with only one level of ban, it is definitely not something he, an ordinary outer disciple, can take it out or dare to take it out.

Before fighting the seven peaks, you must sacrifice this big hammer to the point of spiritual communication before you can disguise it as a spiritual weapon.

Jiang Moshu placed the white bone heart-locking hammer in front of him, circulating the Gangyuan in his body, and a illusory cereus gradually appeared in front of his eyebrows.

It is the unique method of sacrifice and refining in the Mingtan Sect, "The Art of Washing and Desoling Youtan Zhen Treasure".

The true and false flowers slowly fly in the bright light, floating away from the dust, and their color is pure and white, like the ice and snow that have not melted for thousands of years on the ridge.

The moment when the Youtan is opened,

Duh!

Jiang Moshu pinched the true treasure technique, and a ray of light shot out from his eyebrows, and the flower stamen in the middle of Youtan,

Immediately, the illusory flower slowly fell towards the bone heart-locking hammer.

As Youtan gets closer and closer to the hammer body, the changing petals of Xuzhen are gradually closing.

Large beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Moshu's forehead, but his eyes became sharper.

Fortunately, before the petals finally closed, the Epiphyllum fell into the bone-locking hammer.

laugh!

A rune in the shape of a cerebral cereus appeared on the hammer body and disappeared immediately.

The bone heart-locking hammer hangs out of thin air, and the hammer body appears light and tremble.

The first step in sacrifice and refining is done!

Even without touching it, Jiang Moshu still felt that there was a vague sense between him and the bone-locking hammer.

As the subsequent sacrifices continue, spiritual weapons or magic weapons will become more and more convenient in the hands of monks.

Unfortunately, "The Art of Washing and Desoling Youtan Zhen Treasure" not only consumes extremely Gangyuan, but also consumes a lot of energy. When the seven Youtans are buried in the hammer body, Jiang Moshu's realm of the second turn of the realm of Jiang Moshu's transformation, he felt a little unsustainable.

A slight dizziness appeared, Jiang Moshu's eyes turned dark, and his mind immediately became a little dazed. The eighth Youtan was not successfully pulled.

The petals close together, and the Youtan turns into broken light spots and disappears into the void.

Is this his current limit? Jiang Moshu sighed and then smiled relievedly.

Come again!

[Injected into practice time, sacrifice and refinement of magic weapons!]

A human figure as big as a palm suddenly appeared on the white bone heart-locking hammer, hanging cross-legged in the air, exactly the same as Jiang Moshu's body and posture at this time.

And with the appearance of this small phantom, You Tan appeared again in the void, and threw it straight towards the trembling white bone heart-locking hammer.

One after another, just like a meteor falling to the ground.

After a stick of incense, the slap villain returned to the illusory interface and continued to sit cross-legged and breathe. Above the head, the sun and moon background kept rotating.

At this time, the appearance of the white bone heart-locking hammer has changed.

The five skeletons with hammerheads appeared on the forehead and eyebrows, and the size of rice grains was as red as blood.

The teeth in the skeleton's mouth turned into sharp fangs.

Jiang Moshu thought about it, and the half-human-high hammer immediately flew over and gently landed in his hand.

Holding the hammer handle, the fine patterns on it kept coming with clear perception, as if flesh and blood were connected.

hidden!

The huge white bone heart lock disappeared immediately,

However, Jiang Moshu clearly felt that this magic weapon was floating and rising in his own qi sea.

Sure enough, he has already sacrificed to the point of accompanying him.

Jiang Moshu's heart was calmer at this time, and a glimmer of hope for the battle against Qifeng three months later.

The White Bone Lock Heart Hammer itself is a first-class magic weapon of the Demon Sect. If it is refined to the spiritual world,

The magic fire is mysterious, and it is also a range attack, so it is least afraid of melee.

Once the magic weapon is spiritual, it can greatly make up for the shortcomings of your own combat experience.

Maybe, I can live!

...

Two months later.

A small monastery courtyard in Baigufeng Mountain, with green bamboos sobbing and the mountain wind is cool, making people feel so comfortable.

Under the eaves, Jiang Moshu calmly held a cup of hot tea, felt the fragrance of tea that was heart-wrenching, and took a sip.

"I have a foot in my heart to measure the world, and laugh at the King of Hell in front of the life and death."

Sensing the thin hair on the tea leaves and the crooked burning words on the crooked and slanted, Jiang Moshu exhaled a long period of stuffy breath in his chest.

The word is so ugly!

However, the White Bone Heart Lock Hammer has already been spiritual, and it is just now the limit of Ning Zhen's second turn that can control the magic fire.

Jiang Moshu slowly spread his right palm forward.

A delicate little hammer the size of a palm immediately appeared above the palm, just floating there gently.

If you sign in every day, you will gain three to six months of cultivation time, and you will be devoted to the sacrifice of the bone-locking hammer.

The emperor will never let go. After two months, he finally refined this magic weapon to the point of spiritual enlightenment.

If the time of the investment reward practice is converted into actual practice, it is equivalent to the fact that this magic weapon will be sacrificed and refined day and night for more than twenty years.

Jiang Moshu calmed down and looked at his only magic weapon carefully.

The hammer body emits bone white light, and countless subtle magic fire runes are illusioned and illusioned.

The five skeletons had already grown bone-like facial features and hair, just like real people, namely babies, beautiful girls, young Taoist priests, middle-aged Confucian scholars and elderly nuns.

The expression of the bone-headed head was ferocious and distorted, and he kept struggling and letting out a silent roar, with magic fire flashing in his eyes from time to time.

The jade beads on his forehead have evolved into runes, respectively:

blame

Abomination

hatred

evil

Disgusted

"Dong!" Jiang Moshu leaned his finger and gently bounced the hammer.

The white light of bone disappeared, and the mysterious patterns on the hammer handle were also disappeared.

The five boned human faces on the hammerhead collapsed instantly and turned back into the appearance of a skeleton.

The runes on the skeleton's forehead did not disappear, but were constantly twisted like a crawler, and eventually changed into one word, "Tan".

The exposed aura of the White Bone Heart Hammer continued to fall, from magic weapons to top-grade spiritual weapons, and then continued to fall into top-grade spiritual weapons.

The length has also changed back to half a person's height.

Just like the divine sharp edge, the dragon roars in the box.

The more Jiang Moshu looked, the more comfortable he felt. He held the locking hammer and slapped on the ground, and suddenly there seemed to be a fierce ghost roaring in it.
To be continued...