With his right hand swaying in the air, the three magic weapons turned into crystal lights and fell on Wang Lin's palm.
The quality of these three magic weapons is incomparable to real immortal treasures, even lower grades, but they can also be driven by immortal powers and elicit the magical powers contained in them.
Even if there is no immortal power, the monks below the infant transformation stage can use their own spiritual power to drive this treasure, but the power will be much weaker.
"Pseudo fairy treasure!"
Wang Lin said softly.
This is the highest rank among the magic weapons he can make. After all, Wang Lin only has a rough understanding of refining, not very detailed. Most of his understanding comes from the refining jade that Suzaku star was on fire. simple.
Ordinarily, he could not have produced such a magic weapon, but Wang Lin possessed his own Daoism, his cultivation level reached the aspiration, and more importantly. His mastery of prohibition.
Looking back from the three magic weapons, Wang Lin was not satisfied with these three magic weapons. He pondered for a while, picked up the bronze mirror alone, flashing lights of prohibition and deduction in his eyes.
"If this magic weapon can be inherited, its price will definitely increase a lot."
Wang Lin closed his eyes and continued to reason inside.
Ordinary magic weapons are nothing more than divine consciousness printed on it, which allows the user to manipulate it freely, but once the magic weapon is stolen and the divine knowledge is erased, it will become the object of the opponent.
Only that kind of inheritance treasure is that besides one's own spiritual knowledge, there must also be an inheritance technique. In this way, outsiders can obtain it and cannot control it.
Therefore, the magic weapon with the effect of inheritance is far higher than the same level in value.
Wang Lin's soul-respecting flags, god shooting vehicles and other objects are such magical artifacts. He closed his eyes, thinking about the secrets of his inheritance. It's just that the refining methods of the treasures of inheritance can only be possessed by the great masters on the refining tools. Such methods will not easily be passed on, let alone refining, so this kind of treasure is rare.
Not long after, Wang Lin opened his eyes, his brows frowned, and he murmured: "Inheritance... I can't understand it. Maybe I think this question is wrong. I don't think about how to inherit it, but add a magic weapon to it. Special seals, and then put the seal to open the seal in the jade slip to sell together, so, although it is not a real inheritance, but it also has the effect of inheritance."
Wang Lin's eyes flashed. The focus of this pseudo-inheritance is the strength of the special seal. If he can achieve the strength of the seal and no one can crack it, then, although it is not a true inheritance, it also has a true inheritance. The role of.
The light of prohibition and deduction quickly flowed in Wang Lin's eyes. He pinched his left hand and hit a prohibition on the bronze mirror. After that, the left hand did not stop, and the prohibition was continuously played. These prohibitions combined with each other to form a flashing black glow. Complex runes.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Lin looked at the room, and finally his gaze fell on one of the candlesticks. He pointed his left hand and the candlestick was lit immediately. The cigarette on it was misty and was about to be sucked by the beads on the roof. Once caught, the smoke was immediately taken by him and pressed on the prohibition rune.
The rune immediately melted strangely, turning into a strand of black tobacco, and got into the copper mirror. Then he tapped the storage bag and took out a jade slip. With a movement of his mind, he immediately cracked the forbidden seal. Remain in it.
After receiving the bronze mirror, Wang Lin did not set up such a pseudo-inheritance on the other two magic weapons. At this moment, the sky was getting bright outside, and Wang Lin closed his eyes and meditated intently.
The first sun enveloped the earth and dispelled the darkness a little bit. Wang Lin opened his eyes, got up and pushed the door and walked out. The sun was shining on his body, and a warm feeling immediately penetrated from the skin into his mind. The spiritual power between the heaven and the earth, at this moment It's extremely rich and pervasive. Makes people feel refreshed.
A feeling of tranquility filled his heart, Wang Lin moved slightly and walked forward. When he passed the exit, the young man under the rock was still meditating, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.
Until Wang Lin's figure disappeared, the young man opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with contempt.
"Those foreign monks who came here didn’t meditate all day and absorb as much spiritual energy as possible. This person is just ordinary. The moment of concentration is really sad. I can say that he will definitely not be able to give birth to babies in his entire life!"
The young man retracted his gaze, closed his eyes and vomited again, his speed seemed to be a bit faster than before, as if the spiritual power absorbed at this moment was robbed from others.
When Wang Lin came yesterday, he saw some Freedom Square markets in the west of the city, where there were many monks trading magic weapons and materials.
"In this class, there are not many monks above Yingbian, and it is not the best place to sell."
Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the young man under the rock not far away, and walked towards him.
"This fellow Taoist, I don't know where there is a place for high-level magic weapon exchange in this city?"
Wang Lin said with a gentle expression.
The young man opened his eyelids, his face still showing impatience with contempt, and said coldly: "Chengdong Baohe Building!"
Finished. He stopped going to see Wang Lin.
Wang Lin smiled slightly, turned and left.
"Brief summary Dan monk, he also tried to exchange for a high-level magic weapon, that treasure building, this person is afraid that he is not even qualified to step into the threshold!"
The youth sneered.
Walking out of the north of the city, Wang Lin walked towards the east of the city without any rush. There were not many mortals in the east of the city. Most of them were monks. The shops here were also more atmospheric, lined with carved railings and jade.
In addition to some shops, perhaps because of the customs of this place, there was a huge spiritual stone as high as a person. This spiritual stone was not refined and still maintained its original shape, and the spiritual energy inside it was very rich.
Wang Lin showed interest in his eyes, and the furnishings outside the shop were also naked|naked to tell everyone about the strength of this shop.
One must know that it is impossible for ordinary monks to dig out these spirit stones from within their spirit veins.
The size of the spirit stone is also related to the shop. Outside of some shops, the spirit stone is even about two feet high, like a small hill, which makes people look so majestic.
There was even a spiritual stone outside the shop that was actually top-quality. This discovery immediately made Wang Lin interested in this shop.
He took a close look at the shop. The shop is not big, with only the second floor. Although it does not seem to be majestic, it is extremely elegant. On the plaque, a few large characters "green bamboo pavilion" are written on the plaque. Wang Lin did not go in. It is to retract his gaze and move forward, at the end of the east of the city. A huge attic of natural origin stands, and there are also spiritual stones outside this attic, but there are still eight, eight three-meter-sized high-grade original spiritual stones that seem to be arranged in a formation, revealing a strong spiritual power.
This pavilion seems to be fused with the surroundings. Upon a glance, there is a sense of emptiness. On it, a long piece of spiritual stone is engraved with three large characters "Baohelou", which is overwhelmingly overwhelming. Inside the building, there was a layer of hidden protection to prevent the divine sense from penetrating into it. Wang Lin didn't forcefully explore it. He didn't have much interest in this treasure building.
Wang Lin stepped in, but immediately frowned, and saw a middle-aged man walking out of this Baohe Building. This man stopped Wang Lin's path, looked up and down, and said flatly, "Does fellow Taoist do not know The rules of my Baohe Building?"
"Oh? I don't know what the rules are."
Wang Lin looked as usual and said flatly.
The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Wang Lin’s calm expression. He had seen too many monks. Except for some old monsters with advanced cultivation skills, few monks were under the pressure of the Baohelou formation. Can be so calm.
"There are two in my Baohe Building that do not enter and the other does not exit. Those whose cultivation level is lower than Yuan Ying will not enter. Those who do not have one hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones will not enter. Those who have no trading income will not enter!"
Wang Lin frowned slightly.
As soon as the middle-aged man saw Wang Lin's expression, he understood in his heart, and said, "Does the Daoist have a hundred thousand spiritual stones?"
There are not many spirit stones in Wang Lin's storage bag. After all, since his cultivation base has been transformed into a god, he has mainly used immortal jade.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "The Daoist does not conform to the rules of my Baohe Building and cannot enter. Even if he does enter, I am afraid that he will not be able to meet the conditions for coming out. Please go back."
"Can you accept this treasure?"
Wang Lin's eyes were calm, he glanced at the man, patted his storage bag, and immediately the refined flying sword appeared.
The middle-aged man swept his eyes on the flying sword, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes. At a glance, he saw that the flying sword was refined by extremely inferior methods, and there was nothing surprising. Even the sword light on it was dim. He didn't even need to check with his divine sense, he could see with his naked eyes that this flying sword was extremely inferior, and he was afraid that it would not even be a low-grade magic weapon.
He has been in charge of verifying those who entered the Baohe Building for many years, and he has natural vision. Moreover, in his opinion, like the person in front of him, he thinks he has a good magic weapon, and then there are too many low-level monks who have obtained the Baohe Building to trade. Wang Lin, he has been classified as such a person.
This flying sword magic weapon must have its magical powers, but this magical power, the middle-aged man did not dare to be interested, he smiled and shook his head and said, "No, please go back!"
Wang Lin gave the middle-aged man a cold look, then turned and left.
A look before he left fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but it made him immediately seem to be empowered by cold water, his whole body trembled suddenly, and the other's gaze was like ten thousand years of ice, which made him feel like it. After a meal, it almost collapsed.
Under the horror, the man stepped back a few steps, his face was extremely pale, staring blankly at Wang Lin's away back, he couldn't speak, he vaguely felt that the flying sword seemed a little unusual.
At this moment, an old voice came from Baohe Building.
"Lu Feng, what's the matter?"
The middle-aged man quickly turned his head and bowed and said, "Old Sun, a monk came here to sell magic weapons."
An old man walked out of the Baohe Building. This man was hunched and looked very old. His face was full of traces of time. His eyes did not have much expression. He looked at the middle-aged man and said flatly: "What? magic weapon?"