"Taiyin Lianxing Miscellaneous Pian" contains various records about the recognition of the master of the magic weapon, and even the knowledge of tempering the magic weapon. Zhang Yang is not ignorant of this aspect.
"Looking at old man Fang's battle, after inputting mana, the eight-direction seal grows in the wind, reaching a width of more than ten feet at the largest. This kind of power should be a magic weapon, not a magic weapon."
The weapons used by cultivators are different from the common iron used by mortals, but are divided into several levels: magic weapon, magic weapon, fairy weapon, and divine weapon.
For example, the soul-eating banner captured by Zhang Yang first, and the flying sword used by the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect during the foundation period, all belong to the category of magic weapons.
One level higher than the magic weapon is a magic weapon.
Immortal Artifacts are no longer something that can be refined by means in the current cultivation world. Most of them have been handed down from ancient times, and the number is very small, and they are basically occupied by various sects.
As for the artifact, it is a legendary existence. Even if it is one of the best sects in the cultivation world, if they can get a divine weapon, it is enough to be the treasure of the town sect.
Those belonging to the same category of magic weapons have different powers because of the different materials used and different refining methods.
Zhang Yang was really a little excited when he came into contact with the magic weapon for the first time.
After the death of Mr. Fang, the Eight Directions Seal has become a thing without an owner, and there will be no resistance if he recognizes the owner.
Zhang Yang cut open his wrist, a drop of natal essence and blood overflowed while the mana was running, dripped on the Bafang seal, and immediately penetrated into it.
Zhang Yang felt a little weak, but he didn't dare to hesitate. Immediately, his spiritual consciousness invaded, and the soul power in his natal essence and blood spread accordingly.
Soon, Zhang Yang felt that he and this Bafang seal were connected by flesh and blood, and had a feeling of perfect fit.
A line of golden text emerged, but it was the method of using the Bafang Seal.
A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, but there was also some regret in his heart.
For general magic weapons, the higher the level, the higher the requirements for recognizing the master. The minimum threshold is that the monk level reaches the foundation building stage, and the spiritual consciousness is released.
Zhang Yang's spiritual consciousness is special. It can be said that he has just reached the threshold of recognizing the master, and he can recognize the master so easily. It can be seen that the Eight Directions Seal is really not a high-quality thing.
Of course, as long as it is a magic weapon, even the lowest one, it is enough for the current Zhang Yang to improve his strength by a large margin.
Zhang Yang calmed down, read the line of text attentively, and after mastering it silently, he waved his hand.
call!
Accompanied by the sound of the wind, the Eight Directions Seal rotated and floated in front of him.
Zhang Yang let out a low voice, outputting mana, and the Bafang Seal immediately rose against the wind, getting bigger and bigger.
In an instant, Zhang Yang's expression changed.
Because the mana in his body seemed to be breaking a bank, frantically pouring it into the Eight Directions Seal.
And this eight-direction seal, like a bottomless pit, shows no sign of bottoming out.
Hurrah!
Bafangyin was spinning rapidly, and its volume was getting bigger and bigger, reaching more than one foot wide in a blink of an eye, and the mana in Zhang Yang's body was already showing signs of being exhausted.
He didn't dare to continue at the moment, so he could only recite the formula, stretch out his hand, and urge the Bafang Seal to attack.
call!
The Bafang Seal, which is more than one foot wide, smashed hard towards a large rock at the target.
boom!
With a loud noise, the huge rock with a width of more than ten zhang was instantly shattered, and a big pit was smashed out together with the ground below.
And after this blow, Zhang Yang's magic power was completely exhausted, and he could no longer hold on.
The size of the Bafang Seal shrank rapidly, and within seconds, it returned to the size of a thumb, and it was retracted into Zhang Yang's arm.
Perhaps because of the connection with the soul, after the Eight Directions Seal was integrated into the arm, Zhang Yang himself did not feel the weight at all.
Waving his arms, he was very satisfied with the effect of this attack.
It's just that the speed at which mana is consumed is terrifying.
Zhang Yang thinks that his skills are special, and his whole body's mana is much stronger than that of monks of the same level, but it is still far from enough to support Bafangyin's full blow. This is really the top "oil tiger" series. At that time, Mr. Fang had such a big killer, so he didn't use it easily.
Zhang Yang's mana was almost exhausted, but fortunately, his physical strength was still there, so he wasn't as embarrassed as a human monk.
Zombies are different from ordinary human monks. Their most powerful is physical strength, supplemented by mana; zombies like Zhang Yang who have actively cultivated mana since the stage of jumping corpses can be said to be wonderful.
Zhang Yang took out a Yin Condensation Bead, held it in his mouth and began to recover mana.
The condensed yin beads in the mouth, the strong yin qi around, and the metamorphosis of the "Taiyin Lianxing" exercise, the effect is very good.
After just half an hour, Zhang Yang's mana felt surging again.
Shu breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.
Looking to the side, the ghost servant and the blood slave had already buried Old Man Fang's body according to their own requirements, and they were protecting the law for themselves in a vigilant state.
Can't help but smile, having these two helpers really saves people a lot of worry.
It's time to get out of here.
The place Mr. Fang chose was relatively secret, and the surrounding yin energy was not strong enough, so it was not suitable for zombies to live and practice for a long time.
Zhang Yang scanned with his spiritual sense and noticed several dark objects around him.
Reaching out to pick up one, the dense mist-like Yin Qi around immediately began to slowly dissipate.
Zhang Yang's heart moved, it seems that the effect of the Yin Gathering Array that this old man put up is really good!
Looking at the black thing in his hand, the quality is not very good. Compared with the Yin Ningzhu, it is more than a little worse. However, after being placed in a formation, it can gather such a strong Yin Qi, and it has been a few hours. Does not dissipate.
This is obviously using Yin objects as an introduction to attract and gather all the Yin energy in the surrounding world. It can be said that with a little material power, it has exerted a 100% effect.
Zhang Yang put the unknown yin thing back, and the yin energy around him stopped dissipating immediately, and began to gather again.
With a slight smile, he scanned with his mind, and clearly wrote down the positions of these yin objects.
Then, put away all these ordinary Yin objects, replace them with a few Yin Condensation Beads, and put them in their original positions.
Under Zhang Yang's nervous gaze, puffs of faint mist rose up, and the surrounding Yin Qi began to gather slowly.
call!
Zhang Yang immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had been expected to be like this for a long time, it was not completely relieved until it was actually realized.
However, Zhang Yang frowned quickly again.
"Huh? The speed at which Yin Qi gathers now is much slower than before. Could it be that the effect of the Yin Condensation Beads is not as good as those ordinary Yin objects? In other words, those Yin objects are better at gathering Yin Qi Have special effects?"
Thinking in his heart, Zhang Yang took out those Yin objects again and replaced the Yin Ningzhu.
Soon, he was even more disappointed.
The speed of this gathering is not only not as good as at the beginning, but even the effect of the Yin Condensation Bead is much worse.
Zhang Yang frowned in thought, scanned carefully with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there was no mistake in the placement, he was completely speechless.
"It seems that this Yin Gathering Formation is not as simple as it seems on the surface, or it may have some kind of blessing."
"When I was moving, I destroyed the blessing of the arrangement, so the effect was greatly reduced. Don't say that Mr. Fang is dead. Even if he is alive, he won't tell me the trick..."
"Fortunately, this is not bad. At least after forming a large formation, the utilization effect of Yin Ningzhu has increased by more than ten times."
Zhang Yang was originally an optimistic person, thinking of this, he gradually let go.
After packing up the things, he hesitated for a while, and paid a few respects in front of Old Fang's grave: "Old Fang, Old Fang! Although you have always had bad intentions, in fact, you have helped me a lot. Not only did I advance to the ninth level of the wandering corpse, but I also learned a lot... There are also Bafangyin, Nawujie, etc., and I also want to thank you."
"You wanted to kill me, and you gave me a lot of things; you saved me, and I gave you a place to die in the end... We have canceled all grievances. I hope you will be reincarnated as a good person as soon as possible!"
However, Zhang Yang himself felt a little ashamed when he said this. It seems that Fang Laoer's soul has been wiped out under the light of "Taiyin Refining Shape", right? I don't know if there is any chance of reincarnation.
Feeling deeply, he stood up, greeted the blood slaves and ghost servants, and fled towards the depths of the dense forest.
The master and the servant have three zombies, and they started a carefree career in a hundred thousand mountains.