Chapter 320: Bell, Sword, Axe, Pot Tower, Qin, Tripod, Seal, Mirror, Stone

"Heaven and earth return to peace, and thousands of dragons appear."

Zhong Lin sat cross-legged in the treasure house and shouted loudly. Suddenly, the vitality of the heaven and earth around him was boiling. Under the influence of a strange force, thousands of dragon-shaped phantoms appeared above and below Zhong Lin. All the flying dragons bared their teeth and claws and roared to the sky.

"Qi returns to the acupoints, dragons return to their nests, and thousands of dragons enter the acupoints..."

Zhong Lin shouted again, and thousands of dragons roared in the void, and then all rushed into the acupoints around him.

After a long while, Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, feeling the dragon-shaped energy flowing in the acupoints, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What a great "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique", it is really mysterious and unpredictable. It draws the vitality of heaven and earth into the ten thousand acupoints. After practicing, each acupoint hides a divine dragon. When needed, the power is twisted into a stream and sprayed out, and it can turn into a real dragon. It is not only secretive but also powerful.

No wonder the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique" must be based on the "Dragon Elephant Golden Body". If the "Dragon Elephant Golden Body" cannot be practiced to perfection, the acupoints cannot withstand the domineering dragon-shaped energy.

I am only practicing the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique" at the beginning. The dragon-shaped energy in the acupoints is still relatively weak, and the real dragon spewed out is just a form. When it reaches the realm of great success, the Fenglan Sword Lord does not need so many moves at all. One palm can beat him into a meat paste."

Zhong Lin is very satisfied with the power of the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Acupoints Technique", and at the same time, he is more looking forward to the other two protective magic skills of the Zhenhai Sect mentioned by Long Zhao.

After all, the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Aperture Technique" alone is so powerful, what about the "Blue Dragon Eight Styles" that is good at attacking and the "Eight Desolate Dragon God Body Protection Technique" that is mainly for defense?

Zhong Lin did not continue to practice. After entering the "Great Zhoutian Ten Thousand Dragons Entering the Aperture Technique", the spiritual essence will automatically nourish and strengthen the "Ten Thousand Dragons". Of course, the active sacrifice will be faster.

But now Zhong Lin has a more important thing to do, that is, to sacrifice and refine his natal spiritual weapon.

He got up and walked out of the door to the location of the Gengjin ore vein.

The Gengjin ore vein in front of him is the best material for creating spiritual energy. At most, it is more troublesome to mine, but Zhong Lin does not plan to ask others for help. After all, this is his secret base.

The only thing to think about now is what kind of spiritual weapon to create.

Logically speaking, the most suitable natal spiritual weapon for Zhong Lin is the "sword". After all, he has comprehended the sword meaning to 80% and reached the realm of "practicing sword into silk".

It's just that Zhong Lin is not a pure swordsman, otherwise he wouldn't continue to comprehend the meaning of fists. If it weren't for the mutual restraint and interference of various thoughts, he would definitely try to comprehend as many as possible, and would not miss any of the sword and spear thoughts.

"The natal weapon is the second extension of the warrior, which can accommodate the comprehension of artistic conception and grow together. If I refine a spiritual sword as my natal weapon, it would be too wasteful for me who has a cheat. So for me, the best choice is to integrate many artistic conceptions into one furnace." Zhong Lin thought.

Zhong Lin is different from other warriors. Other warriors have no choice but to be pure, but he can comprehend thousands of things with the help of the system panel. If he gave up the whole forest because of a tree, he would lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds.

"The natal weapon is the second extension of a warrior. Since the human body is limited, what if I imprint other artistic conceptions on the natal weapon? The physical body still focuses on the sword, and then I can control all the ways with one way and rule all the ways with one method. Maybe when I become stronger in the future, I can find a solution, and the physical body can melt all the ways and walk my own way to the strongest."

The more Zhong Lin thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he felt that this method was feasible.

"So what kind of natal weapon should I create? Since I am not obsessed with swords, there are more choices."

While thinking, Zhong Lin couldn't help but think of some things in his previous life that were given special meanings, especially the imaginary spiritual treasures in prehistoric novels.

"Donghuang Bell, Xuanyuan Sword, Pangu Axe, Demon Refining Pot... Bell, Sword, Axe, Pot Tower, Qin, Ding, Yin, Mirror Stone.

Damn it, Qidian really doesn't respect me. Why do I insist on swords, spears, swords and halberds? If I use these things as my life weapons, as I grow up, I may really cultivate them into legendary spiritual treasures."

Zhong Lin's body trembled with excitement. He couldn't help but recall the innate spiritual treasure that moved him the most when he first read the prehistoric novels in his previous life.

In the past, the universe was first split, and the world was not clear. Chaos was one Qi, giving birth to the beginningless. Donghuang Taiyi controlled the sun and the moon, and the universe was waiting for order. At the place where the Qi of Hunyuan converged, he took the essence of the sun and the moon, the light of the stars, and cast a nine-layer bell, named Donghuang. When the bell was completed, the sky shook and the earth roared, and the gods were silent, knowing that this thing was extraordinary.

The body of the bell was as big as a mountain, round and heavy. The surface was full of light and color, engraved with the creatures of heaven and earth and the sea of ​​stars, inlaid with gold and jade, and flashing with cold light. Between the pendulums, it seems that there is a river hanging upside down, and the stars are flowing.

One bell rings, and it shuttles through the eight wastelands and six directions, making all creatures bow down.

Two bell rings, yin and yang trade, life and death are determined, and all things are silent.

Vibrating the heaven and earth, it can be born or destroyed, and transform everything into a circle.

The bell echoes, day and night are reversed, the stars change positions, and time and space flow.

Immortal for all eternity, forever, and indestructible through catastrophes.

"Damn, this is it. Whether it is strong or not is just a matter of one version, but whether it is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime. Besides, what can be stronger than the Donghuang Bell?"

"Besides, my last name is Zhong, and it is the most suitable to make a bell as my life weapon. It is a perfect match."

At this moment, Zhong Lin seemed to have his Ren and Du meridians opened, and the middle school fantasy that was once hidden in his heart broke out again.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

Since the decision has been made, there is no need to change it.

With his right hand, he grabbed the void and took out the Black Dragon Sword from the storage bracelet, and then he started digging directly at the Gengjin ore vein.

At this time, Zhong Lin's mind was full of the three words "Donghuang Bell". Even mining was exciting, and there was no boredom at all.

After digging out a pile of ore, he took out the spiritual furnace, ignited the spiritual fire, and used the furnace to refine the ore, quench the impurities, and refine pieces of Gengjin iron ingots.

When he was tired, he sat in meditation to rest, and when he was hungry, he swallowed a pill of fasting pill. This took more than a month, and he fired a hundred thousand pounds of Gengjin iron ingots.

At this time, Zhong Lin's hair was a little messy, and his clothes were torn. There was no trace of his usual romantic appearance, but his eyes were extremely bright, like stars in the night.

"There is enough Gengjin, let's start refining the weapon next."

There is no such thing as refining weapons in this world. Ordinary people rely on forging to forge weapons, while warriors find ways to create embryos and then introduce them into the soul palace for nurturing.

Zhong Lin did not think of getting along with others. After all, this is the future "Donghuang Bell", so of course he has to make it himself.

With his right hand, he grabbed the void, and all the Gengjin iron ingots were wrapped by his spiritual essence and thrown into the spiritual weapon furnace.

One hundred thousand jin of Gengjin sounds like a lot, but this metal has a very high density, and one hundred thousand jin is just the size of a large iron ball.

The vitality gathered, and the spiritual fires under the furnace ignited, and the rolling heat waves swept the entire cave.