Become a demon king, sign in and develop for 300 years

Chapter 2
There is no magic weapon for sacrifice and refining, which means there is no magic weapon.

This sentence is widely circulated in the practice world, not only because it comes from the former No.1 in the world, Immortal Yunlan.

It is because of the countless years of practice, monks from all walks of life have repeatedly verified with their lives that the authority of this sentence has been established.

Regardless of whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, if it is thrown out like a fire stick without being sacrificed, it is not as good as the monk's own supernatural powers.

Zuijin
臂使
distracted
Psychic
incarnation
Middle-grade spiritual weapons can only be sacrificed to the point of being portable.

A top-grade spiritual weapon can be sacrificed to the arm, and it can already be teleported. Among the spiritual weapons of this quality, the flying sword is the most representative and the most widely known.

The best spirit weapon can be refined to the point of distraction, but this is already the limit of the spirit weapon.

Psychics can only be achieved by magic weapons. There will be early warning, induction, self-obscuration... many wonderful functions.

The incarnation is limited by the magic weapon itself, and only a few special magic weapons can sacrifice the god-defying supernatural power of incarnation outside the birth.

The Bone Heart Locking Hammer is undoubtedly a magic weapon, but where is the upper limit, Jiang Moshu's previous practice experience at the second rank of Ningzhen can't give Jiang Moshu an answer.

But even if it is a magic weapon with only one level of restriction, it is definitely not something that an ordinary outer disciple like him can use, or dare to use.

Before Qifeng fights, he has to refine this sledgehammer to a psychic level, so that he can disguise it as a spiritual weapon.

Jiang Moshu put the white bone heart-locking hammer in front of his body, and circulated the energy in his body, and an illusory epiphyllum gradually appeared in front of his eyebrows,
It is Mingtan Sect's unique method of sacrificial refining "Xiran Youtan Zhenbao Jue".

The illusionary flowers dance slowly in the bright light, elegant and free from dust, their color is pure white, just like the eternal ice and snow on the mountain.

The moment Youtan opens up,

duh!
Jiang Moshu pinched the true treasure formula, and a ray of light shot out from between his brows, hitting You Tan's stamen,
Immediately, he controlled the illusory flower to slowly fall towards the bone lockhammer.

As You Tan gets closer and closer to the body of the hammer, the petals of illusion and reality are gradually closing,

Big beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Moshu's forehead, but his eyes became sharper.

Fortunately, before the final petals closed, You Epiphyllum fell into the bone lock hammer smoothly,
laugh!
A rune in the shape of an epiphyllum appeared on the body of the hammer, and then disappeared.

The bone-locking hammer was suspended out of thin air, and the body of the hammer trembled lightly.

The first step of the sacrifice is done!

Even without touching, Jiang Moshu still felt that there was already a subtle induction between himself and the bone lock hammer.

As the sacrifice continues, the spiritual weapon or magic weapon will become more and more handy in the hands of the monk.

It's a pity that "The True Treasure of Washing and Dying Youtan" not only consumes a lot of energy, but also consumes a lot of mind. After the seven Youtans are submerged in the hammer body, Jiang Mo feels a little unsustainable with the second turn of Shu Ningzhen.

Slight dizziness appeared, Jiang Moshu's eyes went dark, and his mind suddenly appeared in a trance. After all, the eighth Youtan did not succeed in drawing.

The petals closed, You Tan turned into broken light spots, and disappeared into the void.

Is this his current limit? Jiang Moshu sighed, then smiled in relief.

Come again!

[Inject practice time, magic weapon sacrificial refining!]

A palm-sized phantom in the shape of a human suddenly appeared on top of the bone lock hammer, hanging cross-legged in the air, exactly the same as Jiang Moshu's figure and posture at this time.

And with the appearance of this little phantom, You Tan reappeared in the void, and threw it straight at the trembling white bone lock hammer.

One after another, like a meteor falling to the ground.

After a stick of incense, the slap man returned to the illusory interface, and continued to sit cross-legged and breathe. Above his head, the background of the sun and the moon continued to rotate.

At this time, the appearance of the bone-locking hammer has changed a little.

On the five skulls of the hammer head, a jade bead appeared on the forehead between the brows, the size of a grain of rice, but it was as red as blood.

The teeth in the skull's mouth turned into sharp fangs.

With a thought in Jiang Moshu's mind, the half-human tall hammer immediately flew over and landed gently in his hand.

Holding the handle of the hammer, the thin pattern on it, continuously transmits clear perception, as if flesh and blood are connected.

hidden!
The huge white bone lock and heart lock disappeared immediately,

But Jiang Moshu clearly felt that this magic weapon was floating up and down in his sea of ​​qi.

Sure enough, it has been sacrificed to the point of being portable.

At this moment, Jiang Moshu's heart is considered to be a little more stable, and there is also a glimmer of hope for the Qifeng Fighting Technique three months later.

The Bone Heart Lock Hammer itself is a first-class magic weapon of the Demon Cult, if it is sacrificed to the psychic,

The magic fire is mysterious, and it is a range attack, so it is the least afraid of melee.

And once the magic weapon is psychic, it can greatly make up for the lack of experience in fighting skills.

Maybe, can live!
……

two months later.

In a small courtyard in Baigufeng Mountain, green bamboos are weeping, and the mountain breeze is cool, making people feel very comfortable.

Under the eaves, Jiang Moshu calmly held a cup of hot tea, feeling the heart-warming fragrance of the tea, and took a small sip.

"Measure the world with one foot in your heart, and laugh at Yan Luo before the game of life and death."

Feeling the thin as hair on the tea leaves, and at the same time the crooked burnt writing, Jiang Moshu let out a long breath of sullenness in his chest.

Words are ugly!
However, the Bone Heart Locking Hammer is already psychic, and just now is the limit of the second turn of Ningzhen's ability to control the magic fire.

Jiang Moshu slowly spread his right palm forward,
A delicate hammer the size of a palm immediately appeared above the palm, floating there just so lightly.

If you sign in every day, you will get three to six months of training time, all of which he will devote to the sacrifice of the bone lock hammer.

The emperor lived up to it, and after two months, he finally refined this magic weapon to the point of being psychic.

If the time invested in rewarding practice is converted into actual practice, it is equivalent to cultivating this magic weapon day and night without sleep or rest for more than [-] years.

Jiang Moshu calmed down and looked carefully at his only magic weapon,
The whole body of the hammer exudes bone white light, and countless tiny magic fire runes appear and disappear in it.

The five skeletons have already grown bony facial features, beards and hair, just like real people. They are a baby, a beautiful girl, a young Taoist priest, a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and an elderly nun.

The bony head's expression was ferocious and distorted, he couldn't help struggling and let out a silent roar, and from time to time, there was a flash of magic fire in his eyes.

The jade beads on his forehead have evolved into runes, which are:

blame

憎

hate

evil

厌

"Boom!", Jiang Moshu flicked the hammer lightly with his right fingers.

The bone white light disappeared, and the mysterious pattern on the hammer handle also disappeared.

Hammerhead's five bony faces instantly collapsed and turned back into a skeleton.

The rune on the skull's forehead did not disappear, but was twisted like a reptile, and finally changed into one word, "Tan".

The aura exposed by the bone-locking hammer kept falling, from a magic weapon to a top-grade spiritual weapon, and then continued to fall to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The length has also changed back to the height of half a person,

Just as the sharp edge collects the color, the dragon sings in the box.

The more Jiang Moshu looked at it, the more he felt more at ease, holding the heart-locking hammer and hitting the ground lightly, suddenly there seemed to be a fierce ghost screaming.

Recalling the information sent by the peak master one after another, Jiang Moshu calculated the methods of other seeds, nodded secretly,
"Finally, I'm somewhat sure. In this seven-peak fight, it's a matter of life and death."

"Since the magic weapon sacrifice has been successfully completed, the remaining 28 days should be used to strengthen sword energy or escape methods."

In the quiet room, looking at the two exercises in front of him, Jiang Moshu was a little tangled.

Bone Lingchi sword qi, the predecessor has cultivated from Qi Accumulation Realm to Condensation Realm Level [-]. Although it is the most refined and pure, the realm is far from perfect.

Liu Gu Ta You Shu Shu Jue, as soon as he practiced it, his predecessor went mad, and his soul flew away, which really made him feel a little lingering.

The training memory left by the predecessor has a lot of experience in making talismans, but the experience in fighting skills is very little, and the reference value is really not great.

There is not much time left, is he specializing in sword energy?

Or learn one more escape technique.

Jiang Moshu fell into long thoughts.

In the end, his gaze still stopped on the secret book of Bone Lingchi Sword Qi.

The foundation of the Jiang family's inheritance is the Yin Gusha, and after worshiping at the Bone Peak, he switched to the Bone Lingchi Sword Qi, which fits very well.

This sword qi is based on the true meaning of refining the sword into silk and then dividing it into a sword array.

Condensing bone sword energy into one strand, nine strands entangled into one blade, six blades entangled into one blade, three blades entangled into one sword,
A white bone sword contains 160 and two wisps of white bone sword energy. It is extremely spicy to peel bones and flesh.

When the white bone sword divides into 36 celestial gangs, it can form a sword array,

White Bone Slashing Gang——Breaking Thief.

In Baigufeng's records about this supernatural power, there was a senior who sacrificed a sword array when he was besieged by the demon clan.
Bone Slashing Gang-Breaking Outer Thieves, 36 bone swords crashed down with the power of the formation, and the digital body-refining demon was instantly blasted by the sword energy, leaving only the white bones.

Jiang Moshu raised his Xuan Gong, pointed forward, and the nineteen bone swords jumped out like silver fish.

These bone swords seem to have a shape and quality, but they are actually condensed by the sword energy. The predecessor has devoted himself to cultivating this supernatural power for more than a hundred years, and only cultivated these nineteen bone swords.

Jiang Moshu's heart moved,
[Pour into practice time, practice bone Lingchi sword energy! 】

The phantom villain appeared in front of the bone sword out of thin air, pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and began to gesture.

The silver bone sword in the air revolved around the phantom villain, and slowly began to rotate according to the mysterious trajectory, and it flew up and down after a little more than ten breaths, with abnormal agility.

And the villain's right hand is pinching the qi formula and working hard at the same time.

Strands of white bone sword energy slowly converged and condensed into the blade. From time to time, Dao runes appeared in the void and disappeared on the blade.

Countless perceptions about the White Bone Qi Sword were introduced into Jiang Moshu's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the endless darkness, a demon god of white bones raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, the bones all over his body turned into one hundred and eight flying swords, rushing straight towards the pitch-black sky.

Wherever the flying sword passed, only determination and destruction remained.

Is this the true meaning of Baigu Lingchi's sword energy?
The thief in the mountain.

Heartbroken thief.

Thief in the way.

In an instant, Jiang Moshu had seen clearly the way ahead for the sword energy of Bone Ling Chi.

It's no longer just clumsy grinding of bone swords and random bursts of sword energy.

A hint of enlightenment flashed in his heart, he pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and moved according to the mysterious trajectory.

The loss of mind is getting bigger and bigger with the passage of time,
But the smile on Jiang Moshu's face became more and more obvious.

On the right track!
Although it was slow, the attacking swordsmanship he used gradually approached the movement of the phantom villain,

Even for a few moments,
Coincidence!
(End of this chapter)