The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Inside the Baiyun Boat.

Zhan Nianchuan slowly opened his eyes, looking extremely calm.

Nourished by many treasures of heaven and earth, coupled with his amazing physical recovery ability, after half a month of convalescence, he once again returned to his peak condition.

What surprised him the most was his God Refining Technique. Under the pressure of this disaster, his fate continued to change, and he had vaguely touched the threshold of the third level.

Once he reaches the third level, his consciousness will be twice as powerful again!

At that time, compared with monks of the same level, his spiritual consciousness will be sixteen times stronger than theirs! And their toughness is not something they can compare to.

This level of spiritual consciousness is stronger than that of monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Once Zhan Nianchuan steps into the Foundation Establishment Realm, his spiritual consciousness will be comparable to that of a monk in the Core Formation Realm, and his life-saving ability will be even stronger. Go up a bit.

Not to mention that refining alchemy, refining weapons, making talismans, formations, etc. are particularly closely related to spiritual consciousness, and his already excellent abilities in these aspects will become even more powerful by then.

After pondering for a moment, Zhan Nianchuan took out the golden alms bowl from the storage bag.

"You bastard! You damn guy! You actually dare to abuse me. It's better for you! You have been targeted by the devil. Without my help in the future, you have to live and dream!" On the golden alms bowl The shadow of a sickly tree appeared, shouting excitedly at Zhan Nianchuan.

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes flashed, and he ignored the grumpy guy. Instead, he made himself a cup of spiritual tea, took out a classic, and started reading slowly.

An hour later, this guy who had been furious and chattering finally felt tired and closed his mouth.

"It's not impossible for me to take out these three crystal stones." Zhan Nianchuan slowly closed the jade slip in his hand and looked at the Bodhi tree with a look of dissatisfaction and resentment on his face, "But you always Tell me what this is."

Bodhi Tree snorted coldly, looked at Zhan Nianchuan's handsome face that seemed harmless to humans and animals, and said bitterly:

"Good luck to you kid, tsk tsk! I didn't expect that under the influence of this monster's tens of thousands of years of pure demonic energy, a rare material like the magic marrow crystal would actually be formed here. This is something that countless demonic monks dream of, and it only takes one piece , can make those monks in the Demon Infant Realm break their heads."

"Really? Is this thing really so rare? What is its use?" Zhan Nianchuan grabbed the empty space, fixed a crystal in the alms bowl in front of his eyes, and looked at it intently.

The crystal is completely black, without any light emitted. The blackness is so pure and deep that it gives people an evil feeling that sucks in one's soul.

At this time, Zhan Nianchuan's head felt dizzy and his eyes stung. This made him feel shuddered and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Seeing Zhan Nianchuan's lingering fear, the Bodhi tree was secretly shocked. If it hadn't seen it with its own eyes, it would never have believed that a Qi Condensation monk could maintain his sanity while looking directly at the magic marrow crystal for so long.

But when I thought that this guy could withstand the impact of the devil's hands and thoughts in a short period of time, I felt relieved.

This is a monster and cannot be deduced using common sense.

Although it was extremely shocked in its heart, on the surface it still laughed and mocked:

"You are really stupid. You dare to look directly at this thing without fear of blindness or madness! Hehe, you are lucky. As for this magic marrow crystal, I would like to tell you the effectiveness of this thing. But why should I tell you?"

Zhan Nianchuan smiled faintly, took out the formation platform that carried and sealed the magic hand, and then placed the magic marrow crystal on it.

As expected, the highly corrosive magic marrow crystal had no effect on the formation. A quarter of an hour later, the formation was still flat and smooth, without even a trace.

"You damn boy, you obviously have heavenly and earthly spiritual materials like Nine Heavens Sapphire that can be used to store the Demonic Marrow Crystals, but you insist on putting these three disgusting things in my place. You deserve to die!" Bodhi Seeing this, the tree roared again.

Unable to communicate with this hot-headed guy, Zhan Nianchuan put it aside, took out several classics and started to read it.

Half an hour later, the Bodhi tree, which had never received a response, finally became discouraged. It looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who was concentrating on reading the classics, and said bitterly:

"Don't look at it. How can your shabby books record such rare heaven and earth spiritual objects? I will tell you everything you want to know, but you have to remove these annoying things from me first."

Zhan Nianchuan smiled slightly when he heard the words, closed the book in his hand, then took out the remaining two pieces of magic marrow crystals from the alms bowl, placed them on the demon sealing array, and looked at the Bodhi tree with a helpless face:

"If my guess is correct, you should be the weapon spirit of this golden alms bowl, right?"

He has obtained and consulted a lot of various classics, especially the weapon refining classics left by the monk in the valley. He has a deep understanding of all levels of magical weapons. The so-called weapon spirit is refining. When magic weapons are used by monks in the realm of gods, each magic weapon has a chance to seal the soul of all living creatures, such as monsters, monsters, plants, trees, bamboos, and rocks, into its interior.

Once successful, the power of the magic weapon will immediately increase sharply, and it can even transform into the form of the soul before death, possessing various magical powers that the soul had before death. At the same time, the magic weapon will be more agile, and it will even actively drive the magic weapon to attack the enemy. .

However, it is not that difficult to seal the soul of the soul into a magic weapon. First of all, the level of the magic weapon itself cannot be low, at least it must be of middle grade. Secondly, all magic weapons can only seal the weapon spirit once. Once it fails, not only will the weapon spirit no longer be available, but the magic weapon is also very likely to be damaged. In addition, it is very rare to have a master who can seal the spirit of a weapon into a magic weapon. The price to pay for refining it is extremely high, and ordinary monks simply cannot afford it.

Moreover, the probability of success in sealing the weapon spirit is really very low. If the soul of the sealed soul is relatively powerful, the probability of success will be even more unacceptable. However, the weapon spirit that is too weak can only increase the power of the magic weapon very much.

Such many restrictions make magic weapons with weapon spirits extremely rare. It is not easy for many monks to refine a magic weapon that satisfies them. They will not take risks easily. If they are not eager to improve the power of the magic weapon or have great confidence, , would not choose to rashly seal the soul of the soul into a magic weapon.

This is also the reason why although there are many powerful people in the realm of gods in the world, there are very few magic weapons that have weapon spirits.

According to classic records, there are spiritual treasures, real treasures, and fairy treasures on top of magic treasures. In his opinion, the golden bowl in front of him is at least a real treasure level holy object. Otherwise, it cannot be explained that it can suppress the devil's hand for tens of thousands of years. A miracle without losing its power. And since this sickly-looking bodhi tree can be valued by the great master who refines golden alms bowls, and with the name bodhi tree that sounds very bluffing at first glance, it should be very difficult.

But even though he thought so in his heart, on the surface he was still very calm and didn't show any signs of strangeness.

These words surprised the Bodhi tree. It stared at Zhan Nianchuan with its small eyes and asked in confusion:

"Now that you know that I am the weapon spirit of the Chaos Bowl, how can you be so calm? Do you still dare to bully me?"