Qin Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a sledgehammer with a broken handle, carefully observing inch by inch.

This sledgehammer with a broken handle, which was pointed out by Wu Yuyi, was eroded and impacted by the dead air, but now it is still the same as before, with some traces of friction on it, like a broken wound that has been forcibly broken, and there is not even a trace of stubble.

The knowledge about the identification of magic weapons involuntarily comes to mind, and it corresponds to everything you see in front of you.

All the materials of the sledgehammer are indeed as the master said, they are the star god steel that can occasionally be refined from the meteorites falling from the sky, this material is extremely hard, more precisely, this material has a peculiar characteristic, which can make it difficult to be changed by external forces, like stars, eternal and immortal.

Among the general magic weapons, adding a handful of the divine sand transformed by the star god steel can increase the stability and hardness of the magic weapon by three grades.

Moreover, it is slightly easier to refine the addition of Dianxing Shengang as an auxiliary material, and if it is used as the main ingredient and integrated into it with other materials, the difficulty will rise sharply.

This sledgehammer is integrated, no inlay, no attachment, it must be the perfect integration of all the materials, this difficulty is really high and terrible, at least the entire pot beam, can not find a master who can complete this step.

Looking at the runes and dao patterns on it that had lost their power, the more Qin Yang looked at it, the more surprised he became, this sledgehammer with a broken handle, when it was intact, was at least a treasure!

It's just that no matter how you look at it and how you test it, it's still the original magic weapon shell, except for the hardness, it's not wonderful at all.

What happened to that glimmer of divine power that erupted before?

Although that wisp of divine power is weak, its essence is outrageously high, tearing through the dead air like black ink, and encountering no obstacles at all, it can be said that it is overwhelming.

Suddenly, Qin Yang's expression moved, and he remembered that there was a record in the knowledge of magic weapon identification.

The magic weapon grade, from bottom to top, the four major grades of law, spirit, treasure, and Tao, the magic weapon is only rubbed with the Dao pattern and inscribed runes, and after the sacrifice and forging, the magic weapon is forged, and the prohibition is born, so that the magic weapon has a lot of power manifestation.

If the demon soul is sealed in it, after the spirit weapon is transformed, it is possible to have the magic power of the demon soul before its death, not to mention the power of many wonderful uses, whether it is vertical or horizontal comparison, it is far beyond the magic weapon.

The treasure is the magic weapon that has passed through the monks, day and night, for a long time, sacrificed and cultivated, and will give birth to the supernatural, sealed into the demon soul, or the magic weapon itself awakens the complete spiritual wisdom, turns into the original fetus, and gives birth to the original spirit!

The element is the beginning of all things, since nothing came into being, naturalized in the primordial womb, and the spirit is the spirituality, the spiritual wisdom, the soul, and the greatest difference between the living soul and other dead things.

After the Yuan Ling is conceived, it is like the soul of the magic weapon, even if no one controls it, the Yuan Ling itself can control the treasure weapon, and exert its divine power and mystery, and even some special treasures, the Yuan Ling control, not only the control is more perfect, but the power of the mystery is far beyond the control of the monk.

Just like the previous Duobao Heavenly Wheel, there must be Yuan Ling in control.

It's just that this kind of treasure has gone through thousands of years and has been continuously cultivated and nurtured by generations of monks before it can give birth to a true primordial spirit, not just a primordial fetus.

These records are all the things recorded on the appraisal of the magic weapon that I touched, but they were obtained by Steward Qiu from reading the book, and there is no way to judge the appraisal and how to do it specifically.

Qin Yang's eyes flickered, he gently touched the sledgehammer with a broken handle, felt the lines on it, and guessed in his heart that only the magic weapon body was left, and it could still burst out with a trace of divine might, and as far as he learned so far, he could only think of this one possibility.

There is a Yuan Spirit in the Broken Handle Sledgehammer!

"Hey, come out, I know you're in there. Qin Yang knocked on the sledgehammer with a broken handle, lowered his voice, and was serious.

The sledgehammer with a broken handle does not react......

"Come out, don't hide, don't hide, I know you must be there, I've figured it out, why so many people flew to me at the beginning, and almost killed Lao Tzu, you must have done it on purpose!"

Qin Yang's face was attached to the sledgehammer with a broken handle, his ears attached, and he lied to himself, pretending to be able to hear the sound inside......

However, the sledgehammer with a broken handle has not changed at all......

Qin Yang's face turned dark, and he felt embarrassed, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and continued to mumble to himself at the severed sledgehammer.

"It must have been you deliberately, and then my unreliable master has been there, you are afraid of being discovered, you have been hiding, in the sect, how many strong people are hidden, I don't know myself, you continue to hide and pretend to be dead, and now it is finally out, no one can find you, you are threatened again, and finally can't help it, come out quickly, Lao Tzu has already seen through you!"

The breeze blew, and Qin Yang's face stiffened......

Tineema was embarrassed......

The sledgehammer still doesn't respond!

Qin Yang was a little entangled, and finally had a flash of inspiration, coupled with the newly learned things, he deduced the only possibility that could be thought of, and he would not admit that it was conjecture.

"You don't come out, right! Okay, you wait for Lao Tzu, you almost hit me to death at the beginning, and now you are pretending to be dead with me, waiting for me to go out, immediately find the toilet with the most people, and throw you in the bath! I'll give you another chance, I'll count three times, you don't come out again, don't blame me for being ruthless and unsympathetic, you have been with me for so long, you must know that I do what I say!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"The last sound, you've figured it out!" The sledgehammer still didn't react, but Qin Yang was a little unrelenting......

"One!"

After counting three times, the sledgehammer with a broken handle still didn't respond.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, it seemed that he was thinking too much, after all, the severed handle sledgehammer was sprayed out of the Duobao Heavenly Wheel, and it had been ruined for I don't know how many years, even if there was a primordial spirit inside, it might have already left, or it had been sleeping in the magic weapon for a long time, and it had completely died.

The severed sledgehammer erupted with a hint of divine power before, and it couldn't be the reason why he couldn't guess.

Thinking that he had been chatting awkwardly about a magic weapon for so long, Qin Yang himself felt extremely embarrassed, and he was inexplicably a little annoyed and angry.

"Okay! If you don't come out, do you, you wait for me, and I'll take you to suppress the pit when I go out!"

Angrily putting the sledgehammer with a broken handle into the storage bag, Qin Yang looked left and right, and found that he was indeed the only one here, and he was inexplicably relieved.

Looking up at the sky again, the Li Xu Yin River, which was hanging in mid-air, was still turbulent, flowing out of the void, flowing through Li Xu, and then sinking into the void again.

Emperor Ping's White Snake still has no shadow......

"Uncle Bai, if you really forget me, don't think about eating my roasted meat in the future, let alone stew!" Qin Yang was a little distressed, he was trapped here like this?

It's good to die, the disciples of the Demon Stone Holy Sect are dead, and they can't follow it, and it's even better to die without dying, the corpses, magic weapons, and storage bags of these guys all turned into powder when the death gas impacted.

I want to fight for luck and see if I can find a way to get out, but there is no hope.

Qin Yang sat on the ground, propped his head, and pondered what to do......

And in his storage bag, on the surface of the sledgehammer with a broken handle, a trace of red light floated, and he saw a bare, extremely ugly chicken head, which came out of it, his small eyes were dripping and turning, and he looked around with his eyebrows, and then opened his mouth to suck, and more than a dozen spirit stones in the storage bag immediately flew out automatically and did not enter the chicken's mouth.

"Little turtle cub, your brain is spinning quite fast, but it's useful! The ancestor has eaten more spirit stones than you've ever seen, and you want to scare me......?"