One person transforms the gods into the heavens

Lu Zhen said frankly: "In the two levels of magic weapon and magic weapon, the power and quality of the weapon itself are looked at, and the levels are divided based on this."

"But when it comes to the level of spiritual weapons, it's completely different. The determination of its level is certainly linked to the power of magical powers."

"But the most influential thing is the spiritual judgment of the spirit of the weapon. Those with high spirituality are mostly high-grade spiritual weapons. Those with low spirituality are basically low-grade spiritual weapons. The level of spirituality is related to the quality of the materials."

Zhang Chulan rubbed his chin, as if he understood the meaning of Lu Zhen's words.

He murmured to himself: "In other words, regarding the rating of spiritual weapons, those that can become high-grade spiritual weapons are those with high spirituality, but those with low spirituality have no chance of becoming high-grade spiritual weapons."

Lu Zhen nodded and said, "It's pretty good, almost without exception!"

Lu Zhen then introduced: "Among them, the spirit of the top-grade spiritual weapon has an intelligence roughly equivalent to that of a seven or eight-year-old child. It can understand multiple instructions, change according to the owner's wishes, and display all kinds of magic.

The intelligence of a low-grade spiritual weapon is equivalent to that of a three- or four-year-old child. It has some intelligence, but not much, and cannot be used as it pleases. "

"But whether it is a high-grade spiritual weapon or a low-grade spiritual weapon, it has the effect of automatically protecting the master. This is the difference between a spiritual weapon and a magic weapon."

Zhang Chulan thought thoughtfully and finally understood, then asked curiously: "What about the Lingbao?"

Lu Zhen said with a smile: "When you reach the level of Lingbao, you have complete spiritual intelligence. The lowest one has the intelligence of a twelve or thirteen-year-old."

"Lingbao is not only extremely powerful, it can also learn everything on its own, and has a certain ability to think and judge on its own. It no longer just follows orders."

"When each Lingbao is born, it is like a blank piece of paper, waiting for the master of the Lingbao to render and color it. After a long period of running-in and influence with the owner, its temperament becomes closer and closer to the owner of the Lingbao."

"The one who is close to vermilion is red, the one who is close to ink is black, that's how it should be!"

"Lingbao will regard that person as his biological parents and the master of his life. He will be loyal and will never betray."

"Of course, the magic is far more than that. These spiritual treasures can also be transformed into different prototypes according to the different refining materials!"

"The original form?"

Zhang Chulan was a little surprised and confused.

Lu Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, if I have a low-grade spiritual treasure White Tiger Killing God Sword in my hand, then this spiritual treasure will transform into a God-Slaying White Tiger and will always be by my side."

"This body is not an illusion, but a real existence. It involves the derivation of flesh and blood and the transformation of nature. I can't reveal the details of it."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands and asked excitedly: "I said, Lao Lu, do you have any spiritual treasures on your body that I can take a look at to open my eyes?"

Lu Zhen was a little embarrassed for a moment: "Yes, there are, and there are more than one, but now I have placed them in various places in the Netherworld to practice separately. I'm afraid you won't see them for a while."

Zhang Chulan said curiously: "No?!!"

"Can Lingbao still practice on his own?!!"

Lu Zhen nodded matter-of-factly and said: "At the stage of Lingbao, after the transformation, it is equivalent to a living being. You can think of it as an artifact that has become a monster."

"Of course it can be cultivated. For example, my young master's seal transforms into a prison-suppressing ghost tiger. He often practices in the eighteenth level of hell. He is responsible for suppressing the netherworld and feeding on sinful evil spirits."

"And my Nine Nether Pendant. After its transformation, it turns into a gilded flame cloud-stepping golden mastiff, also known as the Nine Nether Mastiff. It is responsible for guarding the gate of hell."

"Another example is my Beiyin Soul-Suppressing Bell. After it transforms into a three-legged mysterious crow, it often practices on the black sun of Xuantian in the Netherworld, and is in charge of the sunrise and sunset in the Netherworld."

"Have you not noticed it after being in the Netherworld for so many days?"

"The sun in the Yang world rises in the east and sets in the west, but in this underworld, it rises in the south and sets in the north. It rises in the south and sets in the north."

"I won't describe my other spiritual treasures one by one. Anyway, they all have their own duties in the underworld and can't get away from them at all." "Otherwise, why do you think I can play in the Yang world so easily?"

"Why don't you leave all the work to them!"

Zhang Chulan couldn't help crying silently when he saw Lu Zhen giving up.

There are so many spiritual treasures that make Zhang Chulan so envious, so he should give himself one or two!
I also want such a loyal, mature and sensible dog, the kind that can help me complete various tasks.

Zhang Chulan shook his head, helplessly put his thoughts in order, and returned to reality. Looking at the portable cave that was being violently robbed again, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Now he understood.

The real good things are actually in the hands of a small group of top people like Lu Zhen.

Some leftover garbage, things that people don't want, will be fought over by strangers when taken outside, and everyone is after them.

This may be the so-called gap!
Zhang Chulan lay on the railing, sighing for a moment. Seeing the quotations on the field rising continuously, it was even a crazy scene, and he didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan asked:

"Hey, Lao Lu, let me ask you a question. Regarding this portable cave, didn't you say before that you used a material that can be used to refine spiritual treasures?"

"What exactly are you using?"

When Lu Zhen heard this question, he couldn't help but feel a little darker, but there was nothing bad to say.

Then he revealed: "Actually, it's nothing. The shell of a mountain-bearing turtle is used as the main material, as well as its Yuan Shen soul, as well as various other materials such as Jin Ying and Ling Jade."

"But it is a pity that when the Hutian Taoist inscriptions were inscribed, the power of space contained in those Taoist inscriptions completely shattered the soul of the negative mountain spin turtle."

"Furthermore, the aura in the turtle shell has also been destroyed a lot, causing the spirituality of all the materials to be greatly reduced, and the retained aura is not even one-sixth of the original."

"However, some of the characteristics of the Negative Mountain Turtle are reflected in this portable cave, such as constant indoor temperature, stable construction, gathering spiritual energy, suppressing areas, etc."

"It can only be said that this material was completely wasted. Originally, I was thinking of refining it and transforming it into a small spin turtle, which can be used as a spiritual treasure to carry sundries."

"Besides, turtles are not as eye-catching as crows and tigers, and they will not scare ordinary people when they are taken out. But no one expected that they would be useless because they were not good enough in refining the weapon!"

Lu Zhen felt extremely regretful and upset. If he said he didn't feel bad, he would be lying. After all, it was a piece of spiritual treasure material!
But now that the artifact was in ruins, even his father didn't know what kind of runes and seals it was made from. He was dizzy just looking at it and couldn't save it at all.

Now, with the idea of ​​getting back the money, I can still get some incense and ingots at the auction, so it can only be said that it is not a loss.

Zhang Chulan heard Lu Zhen's words from Versailles, "Good guy, you need a special Lingbao to pack sundries." He really couldn't imagine how rich Lu Zhen was.

Looking at the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in my hand, I liked it at first, but now it seems that I dislike it no matter how I look at it.

So Zhang Chulan couldn't help but put on a shy face and said with a bad smile: "Lao Lu, we have been friends for more than a year and have slept together. Are we good brothers?"

"That's it!"

Lu Zhen nodded slightly and looked at Zhang Chulan warily. He smiled like that before, and it was definitely up to him.

Zhang Chulan rubbed his hands and smiled: "Since we are good brothers, can you get me a spiritual treasure for my brother?"

(End of this chapter)