The overall length of the black iron sword is one meter three, and the whole shape is very simple, but the hilt is not the ordinary slender, but creates a serpentine shape. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Chen Mo held the snake-shaped hilt, put the black iron sword in his hand and checked it, the weight was about 8 catties, which was relatively ordinary among the sword weapons.

"Hey!" Chen Mo held the hilt of the sword, let out a low cry in his mouth, and ran the true yuan to this black iron sword, if it was an ordinary weapon, it would not be able to withstand the blessing of the true yuan power at all, unless it was Chen Mo's intentional blessing, if the blessing of the true yuan was laid, a desert eagle would instantly turn into a puddle of soft mud, and a cement pipe would burst into slag in an instant.

The black iron sword was very unremarkable on the surface, and it could even be said to be dilapidated, but Chen Mo's heavenly eye could not see its sword body, and Chen Mo wanted to test it with the true yuan.

Zheng!

As if the strings were stirring, I saw that the black iron sword body cracked in an instant, and the copper stench on the sword body cracked open, and then turned into ashes with a bang, dissipating in the room.

Zheng Zheng Zheng !!

A powerful momentum poured out from the black iron sword, the sound was harsh and ugly, but it gave people a joyful roar, as if a prisoner who had been trapped and suppressed for more than ten years had been saved.

"It's a magic weapon!" After Chen Mo entered the true yuan into the sword body, almost a thousandth of a second, he cut off the delivery of the true yuan into it, the sword body shook, and almost broke free from his hand, looking at the black as ink, the hilt of the sword was no longer as old as before, as if it was plated with new paint, it was shiny, and the depicted snake head opened its fangs, which was very realistic. It was as if it came to life in an instant.

After a while, the black iron sword stopped trembling, because the trace of true yuan that Chen Mo had input to it was gone, and it regained its calm, and the sword body was no longer shiny, although there was no rust, it looked like it was dusty, as if a layer of dust had fallen.

Chen Mo held the black iron sword in his hand, carefully identified it, and finally sighed. "I thought I had found a baby. I didn't expect this to be just a magic weapon without a soul, but it's worth it! ”

The Treasure Devouring Rat once told Chen Mo about the weapons of the cultivators, which were divided into two levels, magic weapons and magic weapons.

Ritual weapons are meant to be manipulated. For example, the wooden fish in the hands of the old monk Wuzen. But it was only a low-level magic weapon. The power is limited, and it can only amplify the spiritual power of the fourth-layer martial artist dozens of times, which looks very powerful. It's really nothing in the magic weapon, because it can only make people launch an attack equivalent to an innate martial artist, but an innate martial artist is not even a starting point among cultivators.

This is also an important reason why Chen Mo didn't fight the idea of that wooden fish, that thing is of little use to him, it is better to leave it to the old monk Wuzen, so that he can be grateful.

One level higher than the magic weapon is the magic weapon, although it is only a word changed, but the gap between the magic weapon and the magic weapon is too big, almost equivalent to the gap between ordinary martial artists and innate martial artists.

The magic weapon has a soul, it does not need to be controlled by the owner's own hands, only the master needs a thought, you can attack the target independently, it is very convenient to fight, you can imagine, suppose your magic weapon is not with you, there is a distance of ten meters from your side, you want to control the magic weapon, you need to go ten meters away to get it, this requires a short process, but if your opponent's strength is comparable to you, but a person with a magic weapon, his magic weapon is also at a distance of ten meters from the body, then the result is naturally a magic weapon win, Because the time for a thought is simply too short and too short, far more than a person can move a distance of ten meters.

Regarding refining weapons, Zhang Yuanyang's Taoist book does not focus on the description, his Taoist book is mainly written about the cultivation of the true exercises, the cultivator is to become an immortal through his own efforts, not to cultivate to gain strong strength and then bully others, but between heaven and earth, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and in ancient times, there were no exceptions between cultivators, such as the cave heaven and blessed land, such as the immortal elixir, the legal system is to restrict ordinary people, and even some rich and powerful people among ordinary people can't restrain it. Not to mention what role it plays among cultivators.

Therefore, the heart of harming people must not be had, the heart of defense is indispensable, and there will be fights between cultivators occasionally because of the competition for some resources, and weapons will naturally come into being, and cultivators are fighting with the sky, going against the sky, and there must be one or two good magic weapons to defend themselves, otherwise one day God may not be happy, a thunderbolt will split down, and you will be directly split into scum.

Yuanyang Zhenren must have his talisman magic weapon, after all, after he sat down, those things became ownerless, but at that time, in addition to the Taoist book, there was only one spirit beast ring around him that was considered a magic weapon, but the role of the spirit beast ring was not used to attack, but to control the spirit beast, such as the treasure devouring mouse.

According to the previous inferences of the Treasure Devouring Mouse and Chen Mo, Yuanyang Zhenren's magic weapons and other belongings were all placed in his storage bracelet, but the whereabouts of the bracelet were most likely in the natural array in Shennongjia.

Chen Mo had been to Shennongjia to look for it, and walked more than 600 miles of mountain roads, but the natural maze was too high and unfathomable, Chen Mo didn't dare to go deeper, so he retreated, according to Currian, the natural maze took seventy-seven years to open once, and there were still four years before the next opening, and Yuanyang Zhenren hoped that his descendants must be in the Jindan period before they could enter Shennongjia to find his storage bracelet.

For this reason, Chen Mo was quite helpless, knowing that there was a treasure mountain, but he couldn't take out what belonged to him.

There are four types of ritual weapons: low-level, intermediate-level, high-level, and superb.

There are also four levels of magic weapons.

The higher the level of the artifact, the more powerful it is, and the more power it consumes.

According to what Chen Mo told him about magic weapons and magic weapons, he could be sure that the Black Iron Sword was once a magic weapon.

However, that was only in the past, and now the black iron sword is not even a magic weapon, the formation on the sword body has been damaged, and the soul in the sword body has also dissipated, leaving only an empty shell.

The formation can bless the power of the magic weapon, and the soul can control the magic weapon for the master under the master's thought.

Chen Mo did not have internal force in his body, he tested it with his spiritual power, and found that the black iron sword did not react at half, so it can be seen that this black iron sword cannot be urged by spiritual power, so the internal force equal to the spiritual power is afraid that it will not be able to be urged, after all, the black iron sword has been auctioned in the underground auction for two years, and many masters have been converted, among which there are no martial artists, but it is still hung in the auction house in the end, obviously its owners did not find it strange.

The magic weapon can be controlled with both spiritual power and internal force, but the higher the level of the magic weapon, the greater the energy required, with the fourth layer of the spiritual power of the old monk Wu Chan, which is equivalent to the realm of the Great Perfection of the Martial Artist of the Day After Tomorrow, he can only launch the low-level magic weapon Muyu once, and then the spiritual power will be emptied.

Then the innate martial artist can theoretically only activate the intermediate magic weapon once.

Innate martial artists are divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Great Perfection, theoretically speaking, a congenital Great Perfection martial artist can only urge high-level magic weapons, even if a superb magic weapon is placed in front of him, it will not be used.

Not to mention a magic weapon that is higher than a magic weapon.

"This material is a bit similar to the thousand-year-old black iron under the sea of thousands of meters, but it's not, the thousand-year-old black iron is very heavy, the nails are so big that they weigh a hundred catties, and this sword only weighs about eight catties!" Chen Mo thought about it, he couldn't see the material of the black iron sword, and thought that the grandson of the treasure devouring mouse was well-informed, and he might be able to recognize it when he showed it later.

"Anyway, 50 million to buy a broken magic weapon, it's still a little not worth it, try the power of this sword body!" Chen Mo's heart moved, and once again input one-thousandth of the true yuan in his body into the black iron sword, and in an instant, the gray sword body of the black iron sword suddenly lit up, and Chen Mo stabbed the sword towards the ground.

Burst!

As if inserted into a pile of tofu, the hard marble floor, unable to stop the power of this sword in the slightest, was directly pierced, and at the same time deeply inserted into the ground, leaving only a sword hilt exposed.

"Nima, what kind of material is this black iron sword made of, after Zhenyuan entered it, it actually sank a lot, and it was extremely sharp, such a hard ground was more tofu than tofu in front of it." Chen Mo felt that after inputting one-thousandth of the true yuan, the weight of the black iron sword reached about fifty catties, if it weren't for the amazing strength of his arm, he couldn't hold it at all, but with the dissipation of that trace of true yuan, the black iron sword regained its weight of about eight catties.

"A magic weapon is a magic weapon, even a broken magic weapon is still very strange!" Chen Mo saw that the black iron sword had returned to its gray appearance, and did not use the true yuan, but relied on the strength in his hand to swing it and stab it to the ground, this time, with the sound of the iron intersecting, he saw that the black iron sword only stabbed a white mark on the hard marble.

"I'll try the power of Zhenyuan again!" Chen Mo ran the true yuan to an index finger, and with a bang, the invisible true yuan flew out through the index finger and hit the ground directly, and there was a hole in the marble with the thickness of the index finger, but there were cracks around the crack at least a foot away.

"When did Zhenyuan's power become so weak?" Chen Mo frowned and pondered.

In fact, it's not that Chen Mo's true yuan is weak, and this is the Wang family, the decoration of the Wang family is not comparable to ordinary people, for safety, the marble floor in each room is added with extremely special metals, especially the marble on the first floor, in order to prevent someone from digging a tunnel to sneak into the Wang family villa, the marble floor on the first floor is so hard that even armor-piercing bullets may not be able to penetrate it, theoretically even a congenital martial artist can't break this marble floor, and now Chen Mo just casually used Zhenyuan to break through a hole, He is still too weak, and if this is known to outsiders, he will have to die of depression.

"No wonder, this marble seems to be doped with some kind of metal!" Chen Mo broke a small piece of marble in the cracked place with his hand, observed it, couldn't help but look at the black iron sword in his hand, and said with a soft smile: "Even if this sword doesn't have the blessing of the formation and the spirit of the weapon, but with this sword body alone, it can amplify the power of the true yuan more than three times, 50 million, haha, it's 500 million, no, 1 billion is not a loss, no loss, no loss!" Chen Mo was quite disappointed at first, but now he smiled with his eyebrows open. (To be continued.) )