"Are you saying that there may be a large-scale restriction underground in Luoxia Ridge, covering up the possible spiritual material veins below, which is why his previous exploration for more than a month has yielded nothing?"
Yang Junshan's expression was very strange, and Lin Chengsi couldn't understand his unbelievable thoughts. Whether the young man under twenty years old in front of him believed it or not, he had to bite the bullet and said: "Yes, formations, large-scale restrictions , talisman formations, great magical powers, spiritual weapons, and even higher-quality treasure seals, etc., can all cover up the veins of spiritual materials existing underground.”
Seeing that Yang Junshan was listening, Lin Chengsi simply continued: "According to my guess, it seems that the cave was born at that time, which triggered a large-scale restriction underground, allowing me to capture the spiritual materials existing underground in that moment. The traces of the mineral veins disappeared once again as the earthquake stopped and the underground restrictions returned to their original state."
Yang Junshan nodded and said: "Senior Lin's words are indeed very reasonable, but what makes me a little puzzled is that since there is a forbidden cover underground, how can the people of Shaking Sky Sect be sure that there are veins of spiritual materials underneath?"
Lin Chengsi smiled bitterly and said: "If my spirit-seeking skills reached the level of a second-class spirit-seeker, I would be able to discover the veins of spiritual materials covered by the ban. However, even a second-class spirit-seeker would not be able to find the mines hidden by the ban. I’m afraid it would be extremely difficult to find a vein of spiritual material.”
"I see!"
After leaving Xishan Village, when Yang Junshan came to Shatian Village, people were coming and going. It seemed more lively than before, and the monks who came and went often saw injured and injured people. Businesses such as utensil rooms and futang halls are also more prosperous, and the entire Shatin Village looks like a huge market.
Yang Junshan did not go to the third team immediately to find out the news about the Luoxialing cave. Instead, he went to the vessel room and found Ouyang Xulin who was busy and enthusiastic.
When the two met, they suddenly discovered that Yang Junshan had advanced in cultivation. Ouyang Xulin was inevitably surprised and shocked again. After greetings, Ouyang Xulin said: "You are here to get back the magic weapon of your destiny, right?"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Of course, but besides that, there are some other things I want to get verified from you."
"Is it about the Luoxialing cave?" Ouyang Xulin seemed to have expected it and said with a smile.
"I can't hide anything from you. During this period of time, I have been practicing in seclusion in Xishan Village, but I am very closed to the news from the outside!"
Ouyang Xulin said with a smile: "Of course there is no problem, but before I tell you what I know, you have to clear up my confusion first!"
Yang Junshan was stunned and said seriously: "I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything!"
After saying that, Ouyang Xulin turned around and took down a long square wooden box from the wooden frame behind him. After opening it, there were twelve two-foot-long feather arrows inside, and the arrows of the feather arrows But it was carved from bones, and there were traces of tiny runes carved on the arrows, which looked extremely delicate.
Ouyang Xulin pushed the square wooden box in front of Yang Junshan and said: "These twelve feather arrows are made of the bones made of bones that you asked Senior Brother Liu Zhifei to bring. They are made of the bones of some ferocious and desolate beasts. There is no precedent for making weapons. Just like the snake-kissed bow in your hand, it is made of the vertebrae of the mud snake beast. However, the bones used for these bone arrows are clumsy. It is still unclear what kind of wild beast they are. , and those bone tools seemed to have their own secrets at that time, but we didn’t know how to use them in our hands. Now that you have made bone arrows, is it possible that you have a way to activate these tools yourself
secret? "
Yang Junshan looked slightly startled, smiled bitterly, and said in deep thought: "I do know some techniques to stimulate the special power contained in these bone tools, but the origin of these bone tools is not clear to me. It's just I know that these bone weapons come from a weird race called the 'barbarians', and these bone weapons are their weapons. The magical effects of the bone weapons can only be displayed in the hands of these barbarian monks."
"Barbarians?" Ouyang Xulin had a strange look on his face and said, "Brother Yang, I am so ignorant that I don't know that there is a race of barbarians in the world of cultivation."
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Ouyang, I only know about the barbarian race. Presumably you also know the situation of the barbarian people from senior brother Liu Zhifei and others. As for the origin and history of this barbarian race, I will tell you It’s also unknown.”
Ouyang Xulin seemed to have heard the implication of Yang Junshan's words. He smiled and stopped asking. Instead, he turned around and came to a wall in the equipment room, and then stretched out his fingers to press a few times on the wall. , a dark drawer stretched out on the wall, and the rich Wutu Yuanqi escaped from it.
Yang Junshan instantly felt a throbbing originating from his blood, and the Wutu spiritual power in his body immediately echoed the thing in the dark. Yang Junshan's spirit was lifted, and there was even a hint of excitement in his expression, and his eyes were tight. Staring at the dark side where Wutu Yuanqi emanates.
Ouyang Xulin seemed to have understood Yang Junshan's mood. He did not take out the things in the dark drawer with his own hands, but signaled to him from afar to take them out himself.
Yang Junshan nodded slightly, knowing that Ouyang Xulin was showing him that after the improvement of the magic weapon, the quality of the natal magic weapon has not been affected. This is a manifestation of the weapon refiner's confidence in his own weapon refining skills.
Driven by Yang Junshan's thoughts, the spiritual power in his body began to dissipate out of thin air, and in the dark room on the other side, the Wutu spiritual power that escaped became increasingly rich.
However, Yang Junshan's physical and spiritual energy disappeared more and more, and the Wutu spiritual energy dissipated in the darkness also became stronger and stronger, but Shan Junxi was still not raised by him.
Yang Junshan was not surprised but overjoyed. After the natal magic weapon was upgraded from low-grade to medium-grade, although it was still connected to the monk's own destiny, the magic weapon still needed to be nurtured again, and the monk's natal spiritual power contained in the magic weapon was empty. , if you want to use the magic weapon again, you need to re-nurturing the monk's own spiritual power to fullness. Therefore, the more spiritual power Yang Junshan consumes at this time, the higher the quality of the improved natal magic weapon.
After a full stick of incense, nearly a quarter of the spiritual power in Yang Junshan's body was consumed at this time. Yang Junshan looked happy, and the Wutu spiritual power that had escaped from the darkness suddenly retreated. A three-inch square golden seal slowly rose from the darkness.
You must know that Yang Junshan's cultivation has now reached the third level of the martial arts realm. Now, a quarter of the spiritual power in his body is compared to when he was at the second level of cultivation. He must reach at least half before he can be promoted to the middle level. The high-quality Tiger Seal has been nurtured to fullness, which shows that the quality of the Tiger Seal has reached the ultimate level of a medium-grade magical instrument.
The re-dissipated Wutu spiritual power turned into a hazy golden color in mid-air, and then gradually condensed into strips of magnetic spiritual light that swept around. Even Ouyang Xulin on the side had to dodge quickly when he saw this.
After about another cup of tea, Yang Junshan had become familiar with it again and used it to make things perfect. The spiritual light belt around the tiger's seal suddenly closed, and the entire magic weapon returned to its previous simplicity.