Chapter 265: Refining Magical Weapons

Ye Chunyang was unable to determine the origin of this blue bird for the time being, so he could only put it in the spirit beast bag for the time being, and try to refine pills for it in the future to see what changes this beast will have after it advances.

This beast can absorb demonic energy, which shows that it is different from ordinary spirit beasts. If it is an ancient relic like Ling Kun and inherits the blood of the true spirit, I wonder what kind of magical powers it will have?

Ye Chunyang secretly looked forward to it.

However, the pill that gathers demonic energy is not an ordinary ancient pill. It is extremely difficult to refine and requires the collection of countless materials. Ye Chunyang dare not guarantee that he will succeed in refining it.

Just as the previous refining of the marrow cleansing pill did not wake up Ling Kun, Ye Chunyang still couldn't figure out what went wrong. So when he saw Ling Kun still sleeping peacefully in the spirit beast bag, he was helpless.

After entering the spirit beast bag, the blue bird saw the huge Ling Kun, and a bit of surprise flashed across his eyes. It seemed that he was a little afraid of the pressure emanating from Ling Kun, and he didn't dare to step forward for a while.

But after hesitating for a while, the blue bird flapped its wings again, slowly flew to the top of Ling Kun's head, and scratched its forehead with its claws, as if it was extremely happy.

Ling Kun is an ancient strange beast. Most spiritual beasts are afraid of its majesty, but the blue bird does not seem to be afraid. It hesitated just now, perhaps just because it was a little unfamiliar.

Ye Chunyang was very surprised. Seeing the blue bird so intimate at this time, it seemed to want to wake up Ling Kun to play with it, but Ling Kun was always like a dead fish. Except for the faint breath, there was no other abnormality.

Seeing this, the blue bird tilted its head and looked at Ye Chunyang as if asking.

Ye Chunyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect this beast to be so spiritual. Unfortunately, he didn't know why Ling Kun had been sleeping for so long, so he had to spread his hands helplessly.

Seeing this, the blue bird lowered its head and scratched Ling Kun's head a few more times. After seeing that the other party was indeed not moving, it lay depressed on Ling Kun and closed its eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Chunyang opened his mouth, and was shocked. With this spiritual bird, he would not be lonely in the future.

He smiled and shook his head, and then he stopped struggling. His consciousness withdrew from the spirit beast bag, and then he sat there, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He had been in the mortal world for a few days, and he didn't know what the news was in the world of immortal cultivation. With the difficulty of Master Zhuge Yu and his nephew, they would never let him escape. Maybe they were looking for him all over the world at this moment, and even the entire Qiankun Sword Sect was looking for him. If he went back rashly, he would definitely fall into the trap.

After thinking about it, he spread his hands and summoned the demon spirit.

He thought that this spirit would take some time to purify, but he didn't expect that the demon spirit was absorbed by the blue bird. This saved him a lot of effort, and he could open the cauldron to refine the weapon now.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang immediately set up a forbidden method in the cave, and then opened his mouth and sprayed, and the Liuwu Hanyuan Cauldron slowly circulated in front of him.

A spell was activated, and the cauldron swelled in the wind, and there was a faint heat inside. It was the boundless wild fire that spread with it.

Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

The boundless wild fire is a strange fire from heaven and earth, which is not comparable to the three true fires transformed by the spiritual energy of cultivators. Using this fire to open the cauldron, whether it is alchemy or refining, once successful, the effect will be doubled.

However, this boundless wild fire is extremely destructive, and he cannot control it now. If there is a slight mistake, not only will the magic weapon be destroyed, but he will also be attacked by the wild fire, and his body and soul will be destroyed.

Looking at this fire, Ye Chunyang's expression was a little gloomy and uncertain. If he had not practiced the Blood Transformation Treasure Book, he would never have had this idea. Now that he has tasted the mystery of this method and the Soul Refining Technique, and the power of the Yuanshen has been strengthened, he thinks he should not be attacked.

After thinking it over again, Ye Chunyang immediately made up his mind to activate the two methods.

However, the boundless wildfire was extraordinary. When he was controlling it, his consciousness was unprecedentedly concentrated, and he protected himself with the golden spirit armor, and finally he probed his consciousness into the wildfire.

A fierce breath suddenly attacked, and Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised, but he was not afraid. He drew several forbidden spells to suppress the fire. Under the dual suppression of consciousness and spiritual power, the boundless wildfire was indeed restrained and forced back into the cold cauldron.

Ye Chunyang was delighted to see this, and carefully drew out a wisp of flame and left it in the cauldron, and then waved his hand to sacrifice the golden mace and dropped it into the cauldron.

There were a few muffled "puffs". When it came into contact with a tangible object, the boundless wildfire was like a prehistoric beast, and immediately rolled towards the golden mace.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang did not dare to be careless. His consciousness probed into the wildfire and tried his best to control it until the fire gradually stabilized, and then he threw several materials such as the demon spirit and the essence of black iron into the cauldron one after another.

Seeing that the wildfire was no longer spreading, Ye Chunyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to activate the spirit-raising technique to refine the magic weapon.

The soul-raising technique is called a spell, but it is actually a weapon-refining method. It aims to smelt magic weapons with spiritual consciousness and refine spiritual objects into them. The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the smoother the spellcasting.

With his extraordinary spiritual consciousness, Ye Chunyang performed this technique naturally like flowing clouds and water. In addition, he had rich experience in alchemy, so he had no obstacles even in his first weapon-refining.

Moreover, the smelting power of the infinite wild fire was unexpected. In just a moment, many materials were refined.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang was overjoyed in his heart, and he cast several spells again, including the essence of black iron and the demon spirit, and the materials were integrated into the golden mace one by one.

With a muffled "hum", the treasure suddenly trembled, the lead on the surface of the body fell off, and a dazzling brilliance burst out, and there were layers of spiritual power colliding endlessly, as if it was about to break out of the cauldron.

Seeing this, Ye Chunyang's heart suddenly condensed, knowing that the magic weapon had been smelted at this time, and the next step was to refine the spirituality to upgrade the grade of the golden mace.

However, this is also the most dangerous time. If the fusion fails, not only will the magic weapon be destroyed, but he himself will also suffer the backlash of the wild fire. He cannot afford to be careless at all.

Immediately, Ye Chunyang returned to his original state, his spiritual power continued to flow at its peak, and his consciousness forced towards the demon spirit.

Without the demonic aura, this spirit no longer has the power to resist. After being controlled by Ye Chunyang's spiritual consciousness, it became a stream of light and penetrated into the golden mace.

But at this time, the treasure suddenly shook wildly, and bursts of golden light swept across like waves, continuously releasing within the Liuwu Han Yuan Cauldron, and it seemed to be out of control.

Ye Chunyang's face showed solemnity, and he used his spiritual power to hold up the golden mace and slowly lifted it into the air.

At the same time, a magic formula was introduced into it, and the surrounding brilliance suddenly disappeared. After a few "buzzings" of clarity, the fluctuations of the golden mace gradually stabilized, lingering around his body, appearing to be extremely spiritual.

Feeling that the golden mace was connected with his own mind, Ye Chunyang was overjoyed.

With this sign, it is obvious that the spiritual weapon has been completed.

Once a magic weapon becomes a spiritual weapon, it can attack on its own without spiritual power. This is the difference between a spiritual weapon and a magic weapon.

There are even defensive spiritual weapons. If the owner encounters a crisis, he can protect himself, and the speed is several times faster than spiritual power.

Summoning with his mind, the golden mace immediately stopped in front of him. Ye Chunyang looked at it for a moment and then suddenly flew up into the air and softly uttered the word "go".

With a "swish" sound, this weapon's spiritual light exploded like lightning, instantly piercing for several miles under the three-foot yellow spring. The entire underground of Changjun City was swept away, and its power was countless times greater than before.

The golden mace's spiritual power was astonishing at this time. If he hadn't set up a forbidden method here, the fluctuation would have spread out long ago.

With the current power of this treasure, I am afraid that this mortal city will become a ruin in an instant.

Looking back on the spiritual weapons I have seen in the past, I am afraid that only Luo Qingcheng's Yu Ruyi can rival them.

Ye Chunyang was very satisfied. After taking back the golden mace, he took out the thunder and wind cone. Now that he had tasted the power of the spiritual weapon, he naturally wanted to improve this magic weapon with wind and thunder attributes.

The sharp golden energy of the golden mace can break through all kinds of magic, and the thunder and wind cone has special restraint on evil spirits. With both in hand, Ye Chunyang has a better chance of winning against others.

However, refining the gold mace consumes a lot of energy. He is not in a hurry to refine the thunder cone. Instead, he meditates on the spot and reopens the cauldron after recovering his energy.

Day after day, January has passed in the blink of an eye. No one in the Yuan Mansion noticed Ye Chunyang, a "little servant". On the contrary, Yuan Qingyi often came to the villa of "Shangxian Sufeng" in recent days. Practice Taoism.

In fact, with Yuan Qingyi's qualifications, if he meets a good teacher, he can feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth even without practicing Qi.

However, the half-baked skills of "Sufeng Immortal" mislead the disciples. Unfortunately, Yuan Qingyi had great talent. After practicing for several days, he was still studying the Taoist canon and could not master the Qi refining method.

Even so, everyone in the Yuan family was still filled with envy. Even the news that the eldest daughter of the Yuan family had followed an expert outside Fang to cultivate immortality had spread like wildfire throughout Changjun City, causing fluctuations in several martial arts families around Changdi.

Several rival forces of the Yuan family have made many overt and covert investigations, and the results are all that the Yuan family is favored by gods, allowing the head of the original family to recover, and Yuan Qingyi to enter the immortal gate.

Since then, the Yuan family has reached the sky in one step, and its power is unparalleled for a while.

With this verification, some forces hostile to the original family could not suppress their jealousy. After all, an immortal was definitely not something they could offend.

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The weather is getting colder, Changjun is located in the north, and the dew and fog are particularly heavy in the middle of the night. After another night of practicing Taoism, Yuan Qingyi stood up and said goodbye to "Shangxian Sufeng" and walked out of the courtyard with a happy expression.

The ten days of practicing Taoism were more than ten years of studying martial arts for her. All kinds of fairy tales and wonders made her fascinated. She thought that if one day she could practice Taoism, she would be able to step out of this small country and enter the world of immortality.

With infinite longing, she walked to the door of the other courtyard.

At this time, she suddenly paused and looked at the woodshed in the corner with a look of hesitation on her face.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked towards the woodshed with lotus steps.

There was a young man in the room, his clothes were ragged and his body was thin. He did not look like an ordinary servant who did heavy work, but he looked extremely thin.

"It's cold in the late autumn, why are you dressed so thinly? If you get cold, wouldn't there be no one to go to the immortal furnace to make elixirs?"

Yuan Qingyi recognized at a glance that this was the chore servant chosen by the Immortal that day.

Born in a martial arts family, Yuan Qingyi has the righteousness and pride of martial arts people, and has always been very kind to his servants. Seeing this man in such a cold weather, and still wearing thin clothes, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.

This young man is Ye Chunyang's spiritual puppet substitute transformed into a talisman. Qingyi's mortal eyes can't recognize it, and this body also has the spiritual consciousness left by Ye Chunyang, so he should be able to adapt to changes.

He said softly: "Reporting to the eldest lady, I was hired by the original family just when the lady was collecting medicine. After that, I was selected by the immortal to come to another hospital. I am not qualified enough to receive the reward, so I only have this The clothes are too thin.”

"Ye Chunyang" is not a lie, but his immortal body is not afraid of the wind and cold of the world at all. Moreover, this body is transformed from a talisman, so he doesn't care.

Yuan Qingyi frowned, looked at "Ye Chunyang" and said: "You are just a servant, you don't know martial arts, your body is inferior to others, that's all. My Yuan family, the Yangyang family, will never treat my servants badly. I will send someone to make some new clothes for you tomorrow, you should take care of them yourself."

After saying that, Yuan Qingyi left.

She has always been tolerant to her servants, and the blessing she gave this young man today was just a random act. After that, she didn't care about it, and she even forgot about it a long time later.