Ordinary magic weapons, as long as they are injected with aura, they can urge the envoy.

Some special magic weapons require special techniques or bloodlines to be activated.

It's like you need to unlock your phone before using it, the difference is that the former doesn't have a password, and anyone who presses it can open it, while the latter must be unlocked with a password or fingerprint.

"Could it be that the poor road has not been obtained?" Xuan Wei thought to himself.

But after thinking about it, Xuanwei didn't feel like that.

Even if it takes a special technique to activate the Ten Thousand Law Seal, there is no reason why there is no reaction after the aura is injected into it, and no matter how bad it is, there should be some contradictory feedback.

When he injected his aura, it felt as if he was holding an ordinary stubborn stone in his hand!

"System, do you know what the situation is? as long as you can help the poor Dao urge the Ten Thousand Law Seals, you can do as much incense money as you want!" Xuan Wei had no choice but to ask the system for help.

The incense money can be earned again when it is gone, but the Ten Thousand Law Seals are different, and for the view of heaven and earth, this treasure of inheritance is of great significance!

Besides, anyway, so much incense money this time was picked up and sold, and it was too easy, even if it was used up, Xuanwei would not feel a lot of pain.

After waiting for a while, there was still no reply.

"System, don't you come out to make money!" Xuan Wei said with a slight surprise.

It is said that as long as Xuanwei has a trace of consumption intention, the system will have already flickered upside down, and it is called a positive performance, for fear that he will make 100 million less if he is slow.

It's rare that Xuanwei is ready for heavy bleeding this time, who would have thought that the system has not moved for a long time.

"Could it be that this Ten Thousand Law Seals are too peculiar and even the system is not well understood, so they are silent?" Xuan Wei guessed.

Just when Xuan Wei didn't know what to do, the voice of the system sounded in his head.

"If this Ten Thousand Law Seal is devoid of the machine spirit, will it become a dead thing?"

In the slightly muffled voice, there was a bit of gloom and resentment.

Xuan Wei didn't notice the abnormality in the system's tone, and he eagerly asked, "Machine Spirit, why is the Machine Spirit of the Ten Thousand Law Seals gone?"

It is no wonder that after the mysterious aura was injected into the Ten Thousand Law Seal, there was no response, if the spirit in the Law Seal no longer existed, there was no way to drive this magic weapon.

"Why? You should know best!" the system sighed and whispered coldly.

The complex sigh of the system kept echoing in his head, and Xuanwei couldn't help but see old memories in front of his eyes.

……

Towering above the Temple of Heaven.

The Daoist with the sword box on his back sat cross-legged in the center, and in front of him was a table with a boxy black magic seal.

"The humanitarian catastrophe is coming, everything is determined by heaven's will!" the Taoist closed his eyes slightly, and sighed in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, a childish child's voice sounded next to him.

"That's our destiny, isn't it?"

The Taoist opened his eyes, looked at the Dharma seal on the table, and said quietly: "It's a pity, you have finally given birth to spiritual wisdom, and in time, you may not be able to become a top-level spiritual treasure!

"There are no more Nuwa stones in the world, and there are only a few divine stones that can make up for that small hole in the sky. My body just meets this condition, and I am very lucky!"

The child's voice is crisp and childish, but his words are like a vicissitudes of life.

"If it weren't for the fact that your time as a machine spirit is still short, once you are separated from the ontological magic weapon, you will become extremely fragile, and the slightest carelessness will completely disappear, otherwise Poor Dao can find a way to let you stay on top of other magic weapons. "The Taoist is not without pity.

"It's better to be freed from being stuck in the void and dissipating after thousands of years of loneliness. The child's voice replied quite freely.

The Taoist sighed, and his eyes lit up and said: "There is still a way to do the poor Dao, and it is not feasible yet. Maybe you can get rid of the identity of the machine spirit and live in this Dao Palace as its guardian spirit! Relying on the Dao Palace's incense power to maintain it, even if you can't condense the body, you don't need to worry that it will dissipate!"

"Guardian Spirit? Sounds pretty good! What about yourself, driving the Three Altars of Heaven and Earth and Man, with the help of the land of Heaven and Earth, I'm afraid that the price will not be light, right?" Tong Sheng asked worriedly.

The Taoist smiled gently: "You help the poor Dao guard the Dao Palace, and the poor Dao will return one day!"

"Well, I'm waiting for you here, and I hope to see you again one day!" Tong Sheng said very seriously.

The Taoist pointed to his forehead, but did not say anything more.

……

Rumble!

A large amount of information poured out of his brain, and while countless memory fragments flashed one by one, Xuanwei only felt a splitting headache.

But on Xuanwei's forehead, a purple cloud mark was burning and shining, which was very eye-catching.

It lasted for a few minutes, and the mark gradually faded, and the pain in Xuanwei's brain lessened.

Xuanwei was sweating profusely, and even his clothes seemed to be soaked, and the pain of Fang Cai was a little worse than the torture of wearing the heart lock in the past.

When he opened his eyes again, the brilliance in Xuanwei's eyes became more and more restrained, as deep as the stars of the universe.

"Looks like you remembered!" the voice of the system sounded in his head again, and there was a hint of arrogance in his cold tone.

A complicated look flashed in Xuanwei's eyes, and then he said calmly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I've kept you waiting!"

"Hmph~~~" The system snorted angrily.

Xuan Wei pursed her lips and smiled disappreciatively, and said slowly: "By the way, should I continue to call you the system, or Wanfa?"

At this point, Xuanwei's previous many doubts about the system have finally cleared the clouds.

No wonder a system popped up for no reason to help him revitalize the Daomen!

No wonder the system first appeared with such a bad attitude, from time to time to ridicule and squeeze itself!

It's no wonder that the system contains all kinds of rare treasures, and you can learn many magical powers, but you must exchange them with incense money!

No wonder this system will look like a money fan, and even the festival can be eaten for the sake of incense money!

No wonder the host chosen by the system is not other Taoist priests, but he is mysterious!

"Ding! The progress of the side quest [Memories of the Past] has been updated, the current progress (99999/99999), the task has been successfully completed!Congratulations to the host for obtaining the task reward: Reincarnation Dao Body (Golden Quality)!" The prompt sound of the system sounded again.

Xuanwei shook his head and said rather speechlessly, "Are you still angry?"

Just now, the soul imprint imprinted in Xuanwei's soul awakened, and the memories of his previous life were all revived, and the reincarnation Dao body became self-contained.

Take Xuanwei's own things as a task reward, I have to say, this kind of saucy operation is also done by the system.

Wait, if you think about it this way, it seems that from the very beginning, Xuanwei has been planted in the routine of the system to do tasks and get rewards?

(PS: At this point, the biggest hole in the book has been filled.) Next, it's time to end slowly, and Ye Zi feels that his body can't hold it anymore, hoping to finish the book before the year. ）