"Innate pattern?" Su Zimo frowned, thoughtfully.
The old man continued: "On the black gold silk armor, the pieces that are broken into several pieces are innate patterns. Since they are innate patterns, acquired weapon refiners cannot condense them, no matter how powerful they are."
Su Zimo gradually recovered, and was shocked. He couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you mean that this black gold silk armor is an innate spiritual weapon?"
"Originally."
The old man looked reminiscing and said slowly: "It is said that thousands of years ago, this black gold silk armor was one of the most powerful defensive weapons and was famous in the world of cultivation. Unfortunately, this thing was destroyed After the destruction, all the five acquired spiritual patterns collapsed, and only one innate pattern remained, which was broken into several pieces."
"Since the innate spiritual weapon is so powerful, what destroyed it?" Su Zimo couldn't help but ask.
"This is too much."
The old man said with a smile: "Innate spiritual weapons are just spiritual weapons after all. You have to know that on top of spiritual weapons, there are magical weapons. Innate spiritual weapons are the best weapons for Jindan Master, and they are rare. Please. When your cultivation reaches the Nascent Soul realm, you will naturally be able to refine magic weapons and will no longer be able to use spiritual weapons."
"A powerful magical weapon is enough to destroy the innate spiritual weapon! The two sides are not on the same level at all."
Su Zimo probably understood.
No matter how sharp the weapons in the mortal world are, if they encounter the spiritual weapons used by cultivators, they can be easily destroyed.
"Then why is this black gold silk armor in the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion at Weapon Peak?"
In Su Zimo's view, this inner armor was once an innate spiritual weapon after all. Even if it was destroyed, it was still stronger than other spiritual weapons.
The old man shook his head and said: "There is only a broken innate pattern on this black gold silk armor, which is equivalent to a pseudo-spiritual weapon. Although it can resist sharp weapons, it cannot resist the power of spiritual arts because there is no spiritual pattern. "
In other words, if a cultivator stabs with a sword, although it will not pierce the mysterious golden silk armor, the power contained in the flying sword will still kill the physical body through the mysterious golden silk armor!
If the opponent is a foundation-building monk and attacks with a burst of spiritual magic, the black gold silk armor will have no blocking effect.
The old man said again: "What's more, although this black gold silk armor is broken and destroyed, it still weighs ten thousand kilograms! Which cultivator can bear it? So no one has touched it in the past thousand years. This is almost a useless spiritual weapon."
"It weighs ten thousand kilograms. Even back then, there were only a few golden elixir masters who had the ability and qualifications to wear it."
The bad old man seemed to have thought of something again, and looked a little emotional.
Su Zimo naturally knew the weight of the black gold silk armor. Without using the power of blood, he would not be able to lift this seemingly thin inner armor!
Su Zimo's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Since this mysterious gold silk armor is in the sect, that means that someone in the sect wore it back then?"
The old man was silent.
"Who is this person? Is he still in the sect now?" Su Zimo was curious and asked again.
There was a palpitation deep in the eyes of the old man. After a long time, he sighed softly and shook his head: "This man is no longer in the sect. I have not seen him. I have only heard some rumors about him. It is said that, This person is a strong man from the sect thousands of years ago. He was invincible in the realm of foundation building and golden elixir in the wild northern region, and no one can challenge him!"
Su Zimo was shocked.
How terrifying is it to be invincible in a realm
"What happens next?" Su Zimo asked.
"I don't know, there are no more rumors about him."
"Falled?"
Su Zimo frowned and then thought: "Such a strong man cannot fall easily. But why is this person not in the sect now, and it seems that the old man doesn't want to mention it? What is he avoiding?"
After a moment of silence, the old man said again: "Since the sect set up the Eight Sufferings Formation, only two people have survived, one is you, and the other is him."
Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly.
The old man waved his hand, seemingly a little upset, and said, "Send the black gold silk armor back and choose another one. You won't be able to use this spiritual weapon either."
Given Su Zimo's current situation, black gold silk armor is not suitable for him.
But for some reason, Su Zimo always felt that he might be able to use it in the future.
After a moment's hesitation, Su Zimo said in a deep voice: "Thank you Master, but I still decided to choose this black gold silk armor."
The bad old man frowned, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "It's up to you, but in the battle with Feng Haoyu, you should be more careful. If you see that you are losing, you will have to admit defeat. Don't hold on."
Su Zimo heard the old man's concern and responded with a smile.
"By the way, Master, I have a doubt about weapon refining."
Su Zimo changed the topic and said: "To be honest with you, Master, I have successfully refined a low-grade spiritual weapon before I competed at the Artifact Peak. But for some unknown reason, I have never been able to condense the second spiritual pattern. Why?" ?”
"Ha ha!"
The old man couldn't help but laugh and said: "You kid, you hid it well enough. It turns out that you have already refined a low-grade spiritual weapon. Not bad, not bad."
The old man subconsciously thought that Su Zimo had just refined a low-grade spiritual weapon.
After laughing, Old Man Zao said: "In fact, in the art of refining weapons, the most difficult thing is gathering spirits, but the core step is tempering. This step is too technical, and the sects in the world of cultivation who are good at refining weapons Each door has its own unique tempering technique.”
"There are many impurities in the spiritual ore, and spiritual fire alone is not enough to refine it. This requires superb tempering skills to remove the impurities."
"The tempering is not done properly, there are too many impurities remaining, and the second spiritual pattern is forcibly condensed. The forged spiritual weapon cannot withstand it, so the spirit gathering fails and the spiritual weapon explodes."
Su Zimo suddenly realized.
He was unable to condense the second spirit pattern, not because the method of gathering the spirit was wrong, nor because the level of the spirit mine was not high enough, but because the tempering technique was not clever enough.
The old man said: "The sect doesn't have very good tempering skills yet, but don't be anxious or worry, just leave these things to me."
"Um."
Su Zimo could clearly feel that Old Man Zao valued and cared for him, and this couldn't be faked.
Su Zimo bowed deeply before leaving with his sword.
Looking at Su Zimo's back, Old Man Zao frowned.
In fact, as early as after Su Zimo cultivated the third-level spiritual fire, he began to search for clever tempering techniques outside, hoping to help Su Zimo improve his weapon refining realm.
It's a pity that the art of tempering has always been a secret that is not passed down by the sect and is too difficult to obtain.
"Oh, it's a pity that the pearl is covered in dust." Old Man Zao sighed secretly, thinking in his mind that after Wufeng competes with his skills, he can go outside to see if he can get a copy of the tempering technique for Su Zimo.
Sudden!
The bad old man's expression changed, and he remembered an almost ignored detail.
The black gold silk armor weighs ten thousand kilograms. How did Su Zimo, an eighth-level qigong practitioner, put it into a storage bag
The more the old man thought about it, the more something was wrong. He lingered in the same place for a long time, but gave up the idea of going to ask.
"It seems that my disciple is not simple either."