He muttered to himself, but his eyes were shining.
This treasure is one of the top magic weapons in the world of cultivation today. Ordinary cultivators can only have a better ordinary weapon. After building the foundation, they may be able to obtain a magic weapon.
But even if it is a magic weapon, it is only a low-grade magic weapon, a better mid-grade magic weapon. Even if it is a high-grade or top-grade magic weapon, it is only a rare magic weapon in the world of cultivation today.
As the name suggests, ordinary weapons can be used by prisoners. Magical weapons are weapons that can enhance the attack power of monks. The most common one is the flying sword, which can carry the magic power of monks.
You can fly the sword in the air and take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away. This is a magic weapon.
However, the treasure weapon is very different. It has spirituality. It can not only enhance the attack power of the user, but also evolve the attack power on its own. The most important thing is that it is equivalent to the eternal giant among the cultivators who have reached the golden elixir realm and can exert extremely powerful power.
The Dragon Prince killed by Feng Qingyang was actually the son of the current Dragon King of the Endless Sea. Fortunately, Feng Qingyang did not destroy his soul, otherwise, as long as the Dragon King of the Endless Sea sensed it, no one would be able to save him even if he escaped to the ends of the earth.
On that day, the evil dragon flew away with the essence of his inner elixir. Now he must be hiding somewhere to sleep and practice. Otherwise, if he flew back to the Endless Sea, he would be shot down by the major cultivators while still in mid-air, and become a elixir to help others practice.
Therefore, this is why so much time has passed and there is still no shocking news.
Feng Qingyang put the Fire Cloud Whip back into the ring, feeling a little excited, thinking that at least he did not lose face. He was worried that a doubt would arise in his mind.
So he asked in surprise: "Senior, if that's the case, a magical weapon with consciousness is called a treasure. Then what level is the Moon Sorrow Bow you gave me?"
Hearing this, Xiangnan's face flashed with pain, and he said, "It is neither a magic weapon nor a treasure weapon, but an ordinary weapon."
"An ordinary weapon? Can an ordinary weapon be so powerful?"
Feng Qingyang was stunned. He loved the Yueshang Bow very much. He was invincible in close combat, but he had no skills for long-range attack. The Yueshang Bow made up for this only flaw.
In this way, you can attack from far and near! However, there are some flaws. If you become stronger in the future, this bow will not be very useful.
"Little brother, you don't know that if you nurture this bow in your Dantian, it may develop consciousness and directly skip the stage of magic weapon, becoming one of the top magic weapons in one fell swoop."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang was delighted, but he didn't know how to nourish it, so he asked, "How can I store it in my Dantian?"
"Recognize the master, use your own blood to nourish it. Could it be that you have used it for so long and still haven't recognized the master with your blood?"
As soon as Xiang Nan heard his question, he understood everything clearly. If it could unleash such powerful force without dripping blood to acknowledge its master, then wouldn't it be even more powerful if it absorbed his essence and blood
Thinking of this, the pain on his face became more obvious, but unfortunately, he was just an ordinary cultivator. Although he had reached the half-step golden elixir realm, he still couldn't pull the bowstring at all.
As the saying goes, a good jade goes with a beauty, and a good bow goes with a hero!
Then he explained to Feng Qingyang what it meant to recognize the master by dropping blood, as well as how to use magic weapons and treasure weapons. Only then did Feng Qingyang completely understand.
It turned out that he had been caught in a misunderstanding before, which was why he could not figure it out. When fighting with the enemy, after destroying his magic weapon, he would find that the opponent would also be affected, or even seriously injured.
“If you want the magic weapon to recognize its master, it’s very simple. All you have to do is feed it with your own essence and blood!” Xiang Nan said in a serious tone.
brush…
Then, Feng Qingyang took out the Yueshang Bow from the storage ring. Suddenly, a dull feeling came from the attic, which was the feeling brought by the heavy object.
He casually picked it up in his hand and played with it, which made Xiangnan, who was sitting next to him, secretly call him a pervert.
He said, "Cut your finger and let a drop of blood drip out."
Looking at Feng Qingyang standing aside, Xiang Nan wiped his sweat. It turned out that it had not recognized its master for such a long time, yet it could still burst out with such powerful power. It really opened his eyes.
Thinking back to that day outside the City Lord's Mansion, when he bent his bow and shot Lu Xun, the powerful momentum that erupted in that instant even moved him slightly!
So Feng Qingyang stretched out his hands with the sound of his fingernails brushing, trying to break his defense, so he had to do it himself.
His sharp nails scratched the fingers of his other hand, and suddenly, a faint trace of blood appeared.
"Essence blood is different from fresh blood!" Xiang Nan on the side hurriedly reminded. Contractor Zhu can only do it once, so he can't be careless.
His mind moved, and suddenly, a force of magic power surged from his heart, and then was forced out of his fingers.
Tick!
The blood flowed out from the fingertips and fell onto the Yueshang Bow with a plop.
It slowly sank into the Yueshang Bow, and then disappeared like a stone in the sea. Feng Qingyang did not feel any reaction from it.
Confused, he looked at Xiangnan in surprise and said, "Why is there no reaction? Could it be that it doesn't buy this?"
Xiangnan was embarrassed and wanted to take the Yueshang bow from his hand, but suddenly he remembered that the bow weighed 54,000 gold. If he couldn't hold it firmly, he would be in big trouble.
So he said, "Try again. Is it because you don't have enough blood and essence? If not, add a few more drops!"
Feng Qingyang was speechless, thinking to himself, could this essence and blood be just boiled water? If it was lost like this, it would be strange if his cultivation did not regress. However, in order to develop the Yueshang Bow to its full potential, he had to do it.
So, his heart moved slightly, and several drops of blood dripped out in succession, a total of six drops, but there was still no reaction.
"I don't believe I can't feed you!"
Feng Qingyang was furious, but he started to get serious. His heart moved, and another drop of blood dripped out. At this moment, his body shook slightly, and his face became extremely pale, as if he had suffered some severe trauma.
But even so, Yue Shang Gong still didn't react at all.
Eight drops, nine drops!
"The tenth drop!"
boom!
Suddenly, the Yue Shang Bow, which had originally not reacted at all, suddenly opened and emitted a brilliant light. The originally pitch-black bow body suddenly became somewhat strange. It was no longer pure black, but turned dark red, but this dark red was not too obvious, like a blood line running through the Yue Shang Bow.
Feng Qingyang's heart moved slightly. When he took the Yueshang Bow in his hand again, he felt that he had a vague connection with it.
He tried to pull the bowstring, and immediately, the attic began to tremble.
Xiangnan on the side hurriedly exclaimed: "Little brother, no, my attic can't withstand your destruction!" As he said that, he raised his hand and a golden light curtain covered the entire third floor of the attic.
If not, the powerful energy of heaven and earth would surely tear the entire attic to pieces.
“Is this what it means to recognize the Lord?”