As long as it is a magic weapon, unless it has just been refined and has not yet recognized its owner, or it has its own artifact spirit like the Human Emperor's Pen and the Earth Emperor's Book, and it has gone through a long time without its owner, the magic weapon will remain on it. Has the original owner's blood, or mind, or only recognizes the original owner's spirit.
Even if the original owner of this magic weapon is dead, it is the same.
No matter who gets this kind of magic weapon, if he wants to turn it into his own, he must first erase the blood essence or thoughts left by the original owner, completely refine it, or be able to get the approval of the weapon spirit, otherwise No one else can use it.
This is what Ling Yun is doing now.
His realm is not enough to refine on a large scale, so he can only do it one by one slowly. This is a time-consuming process.
Also, after coming out of the capital, through the two battles of the Fumo Conference and Tianshan Saving Mother, he got too many trophies. There are many high-level magic weapons that he likes. Refining them is of course extremely time-consuming.
The higher the level of magic weapon, the more difficult it is to refine, and the more time and energy it consumes, naturally.
Fortunately, what Ling Yun lacks most is patience. Not only is he patient, but he is also extremely focused in doing things.
Soon another two days and two nights passed.
The morning of the fourth day of Lingyun's closed-door refinement.
Now, he is holding a crimson flying sword in his hand, which is exactly the one owned by Di Heyi, who is at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and it is actually a low-grade treasure.
Among all the trophies Ling Yun obtained, apart from Kunlun's Gangfeng Banner, the highest rank was Di Heyi's crimson flying sword, so Ling Yun put it last.
"I beg the immortal elder to spare my life."
In Ling Yun's hand, the crimson flying sword was trembling violently, and a faint idea came out. It was the scarlet flying sword's weapon spirit, begging Ling Yun.
"Although you have spiritual knowledge, it's a pity that it's too rough. I will erase your spiritual knowledge now and refine it again. Your new master will definitely make you shine."
Ling Yun was not moved at all. After he sent out a thought, he immediately spewed Yin-Yang Five-element Fire, wrapped the red flying sword body, and began to refine it.
After five full hours, Ling Yun finally refined the scarlet flying sword completely.
"Huh... Finally, you're done!"
Ling Yun got up, and performed a set of Tiangang Fumo Fist, and a set of Sky Nirvana Palm, stretching his muscles and bones, and moving his whole body.
Then he sat down cross-legged again, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and practiced the Yin-Yang Art for four hours at a stretch.
At around eight o'clock in the evening, Ling Yun stopped practicing, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Xian'er, we are about to start refining weapons again, come and help."
In the past three days, Ling Yun's refinement of those magic weapons was just the preparation work for the refiner, just to obtain the materials needed for the refiner.
Now, everything was fully prepared, and he finally started large-scale refining.
The first thing Ling Yun refined was, of course, Ye Xingchen's Heavenly Demon Double Slash.
Just like refining his own Qingying Flying Sword, Ling Yun worked very hard. He did not hesitate to spend his divine energy, and he also let the Heavenly Demon Double Slash fuse an innate sword fetus, which also absorbed the sword energy of the Heavenly Sword, and finally refined it for Ye Xingchen. A pair of brand-new Heavenly Demon Shuangshuang came out.
"As expected of the same raw material as Gan Jiang Moxie, it is actually another pair of high-grade treasures."
Ling Yun is very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Next, without stopping, Ling Yun began to refine magic weapons for Qin Dongxue, Tie Xiaohu, Wang Chongxiao and the others one by one according to their expectations.
Time passed, and after another day and night, one after another, magic weapons were refined by Ling Yun, not only those of the people in front of him, but also Ling Lie of the Ling family, Ling Xiao and the others, as well as Cao Shanshan, Zhuang Meifeng and so on. Those who have practiced Qi for more than three levels, there are not many of them, and everyone has a share.
However, due to material limitations, these magic weapons are all top-grade or top-grade spirit weapons, and it is impossible to reach the level of treasure weapons.
Finally, Ling Yun smiled and asked Xian'er, "Xian'er, what kind of magic weapon do you want?"
Bai Xian'er shyly shook her head: "Brother Ling Yun has been busy for five days and is already very tired. Xian'er doesn't want it."
"I am not tired."
Ling Yun shook his head and said with a smile: "You have been busy with me for five days, and you must not be burdened in vain, so no matter what magic weapon, at least one must be given to you."
Seeing Ling Yun's unquestionable expression, Bai Xian'er had no choice but to think seriously: "Then, I want to be like Brother Ling Yun, Fei Jian!"
"good!"
Ling Yun immediately agreed, and with a movement of his divine sense, he took out the ownerless crimson flying sword again.
He had guessed what Bai Xian'er was thinking a long time ago, this top-quality flying sword was specially reserved for her.
In the end, the two of them worked together to refine this flying sword again, turning it into a brand new flying sword, and its grade was even upgraded two levels in a row, turning it into a top-grade treasure.
"Xian'er, let's recognize the Lord directly with a drop of blood."
Since Bai Xian'er was right in front of him, Ling Yun didn't delay, so he directly let Bai Xian'er recognize the master with a drop of blood.
After Bai Xian'er finished recognizing the master with a drop of blood, Ling Yun said with a smile: "Xian'er will meet masters below the middle stage of foundation establishment in the future, so you don't have to be afraid of them. As long as you sacrifice this flying sword, the opponent will be fine if you don't run away." die."
"Thank you Brother Lingyun!"
Bai Xian'er's pretty face was flushed with excitement, and she was controlling her flying sword to shuttle back and forth rapidly, playing non-stop.
Ling Yun's retreat to refine weapons this time started on the morning of September 28th, and it took a total of five days and five nights, and it is already late at night on October 2nd.
So far, Lingyun Artifact Refining has been successfully completed.
However, that night, Ling Yun didn't leave the test immediately, because his energy and spiritual energy were consumed too much in this crazy weapon refining, and he needed to adjust his breath to make up for it.
As for Bai Xian'er, although she was actually only busy for two days and two nights, her realm was lower than Ling Yun's, and she was constantly consuming mana, so she could no longer hold on.
Therefore, after some activities, the two of them began to practice seriously, sitting cross-legged in meditation, with no other distractions, and regained their physical condition.
Nothing to say all night.
At six o'clock in the morning on October 3rd, Ling Yun woke up from the state of cultivation, opened his eyes, and the exhaustion of his body had been swept away.
The next moment, he disappeared directly.
brush!
Ling Yun rose directly from the cloudy sky maze to an altitude of 20,000 meters, and began to practice the Da Yan Ju Xing Jue.
Three hours later, Ling Yun finished his cultivation and returned to the formation at the top of Difeng.
"No, we still have to remove this mountain guard formation."
Ling Yun's eyes flickered, and after a little thought, he decided to take the initiative to destroy the mountain protection formation again.
He repaired the mountain protection array to absorb the sword energy to refine the weapon. Now that he is about to leave the level, of course he doesn't need it.
boom!
The three peaks of Heaven, Earth and Man trembled again, Ling Yun pulled out the blue giant sword, and put it back into the Taixu ring.
brush!
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun put away the cloudy sky maze again, and the white mist that had covered the top of Difeng for six days and nights suddenly disappeared, and finally the place saw the light of day again.
"Xian'er, go to your elder sister Xingchen and tell her carefully about our refining situation in the past few days."
Bathed in the sunshine, Ling Yun exhorted Bai Xian'er.
"good!"
Bai Xian'er agreed and flew away.
After Ling Yun sent Bai Xian'er away, he pondered for a while, then flew straight to Tianfeng to meet Qin Qiuyue first.
brush!
Ling Yun appeared on the Tianfeng cliff, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he found out all the situation here.
It was already past nine o'clock in the morning.
Qin Qiuyue and Ning Lingyu are naturally here, but they are not in the mourning hall, but in the stone house next to the mourning hall.
Apart from the two of them, Qin Dongxue, Qin Chunfeng from the Qin family, and Ning Boping from the Ning family were also inside. They gathered together and were discussing matters.
Today happened to be Ning Tianya's first seven days, and it was also the last day Qin Qiuyue would guard his spirit.
These people gathered here were obviously discussing the issue of Ning Tianya's burial.
In the mourning hall, there is already an extra coffin, which is naturally Ning Tianya's body.
Outside the mourning hall, on the edge of the cliff, Di Xiaozhen has been tortured beyond human form. Her body is covered with mud, mixed with her own blood, which has been frozen into ice balls. Now she is dying, lingering on her last breath.
"You deserve it!"
Ling Yun couldn't be bothered to pay attention to a dead person, he strode away and went straight to the stone house.
"mom!"
"Yun'er, have you left the customs?"
Seeing Ling Yun coming, led by Qin Qiuyue, the others stood up from the house and came out to greet him.
Ling Yun entered the room, after exchanging pleasantries.
"Yun'er, we were discussing how to bury your Uncle Ning just now."
Qin Chunfeng said, "What your mother means is that fallen leaves return to their roots. She intends to ask Senior Ning to bring your Uncle Ning's body back to the Ning family for burial, so that other members of the Ning family can take a last look at him."
"Uncle Qin, Uncle Ning's funeral, it's all up to my mother to decide."
Ling Yun knew that what Qin Chunfeng said was just to tell him the result of a negotiation, and he didn't need to make up his mind about these things.
He turned to look at Qin Qiuyue: "Mom, are you still going?"
This is what Ling Yun really cares about. If Qin Qiuyue also goes to Ning's house in Kunlun Mountain, he is worried and has to go there.
"I won't go."
Qin Qiuyue shook her head and said, "It's not appropriate."
She glanced at Ning Lingyu beside her, and continued: "But Tian Ya is Ling Yu's father, and if he wants to be buried, Ling Yu has to go there."
"oh."
Ling Yun responded, and was hesitating in his heart whether to accompany Ning Lingyu, but Qin Qiuyue said again: "Yun'er, you don't have to go, Lingyu is going back to Ning's house, there are all relatives there, you don't have to." Fearing for her safety."
"Also."
Ling Yun knew that in the past few days, Qin Qiuyue had thought everything through, so he didn't say much.
This morning, everyone started to get busy, especially the people from the Ning family, who packed up everything and waited to leave in the afternoon.
After lunch, at 2:30 in the afternoon, four members of the Ning family carried Ning Tianya's coffin out of the mourning hall.
"Wake up!"
Someone from the Ning family shouted mournfully.
"Di Xiaozhen, send you on your way! Pay homage to my father's spirit in heaven!"
Ning Lingyu stood in front of the coffin, she put two fingers together, pinched the sword formula, let out a groan, and slashed suddenly!
Di Xiaoren's head fell to the ground!
She was tortured and tortured in the world, and after suffering for seven days, she was finally beheaded by Ning Lingyu herself!
The Ning family and the Qin family have their revenge!
Before leaving, Ning Boping specially came to Ling Yun and gave him a deep salute.
"Ling Yun, my Ning family has received your great kindness, and I can't repay you. If there is a mission in the future, the Ning family will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate!"
Ling Yun hurriedly returned the salute: "Grandpa Ning, this is all a junior's job, and as a matter of kindness, don't mention it again in the future."
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