The "nuanced" strong are completely different from ordinary people, they can feel things that ordinary people can't feel. Could it be that he inherited the bloodline of a foreign powerhouse, so he inherited this nuanced ability?

Liu Ben was shocked in his heart.

"No, it can't be! Subtlety is spiritual perception, and has nothing to do with blood and blood. It must be because I have absorbed the consciousness of the powerhouse of the foreign land, and my spiritual power has greatly increased, reaching the spiritual level of the late stage of the Immortal Monarch, so I feel this. ”

Liu Ben said secretly in his heart.

If that's the case, then it's no wonder that the ability to "go down to detail" is hard to see. The realm of the late stage of the Immortal Monarch is not something that everyone can do.

Even if Luo Jia had reached the pinnacle of the entire cultivation realm, and even cultivated to surpass the former thunder beast master, he did not have the realm of the late stage of the Immortal Monarch.

Anyway, this is obviously good news for Liu Ben. With the realm of the Mahayana period to reach the spiritual strength of the late stage of the Immortal Monarch, what happened to Liu Ben can be regarded as unprecedented.

"I didn't feel it before, it should be that my mental power has not yet been reached. It must be these days that copying Buddhist scriptures has increased a lot of spiritual power to reach this state. ”

Liu Ben sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking to himself. However, Liu Ben also found that his "meticulousness" was not complete.

The top powerhouse who is truly meticulous can even count the particles in the air. Obviously, I haven't reached this state yet, but have only touched the threshold.

Still, it's pretty impressive.

In the current realm, I am afraid that no one has reached a similar realm to himself at present. Subtle perception, with their own analysis and computing capabilities. It can definitely exert unexpected power.

As long as they don't encounter the Venerable Realm, I'm afraid few people will be their opponents.

"Great. It was a bonus. It turns out that the growth of mental power can still have this effect. ”

Liu Ben said secretly in his heart.

Mental power cannot be turned into actual combat effectiveness, but "subtlety" is a special case. Liu Ben originally felt that with his current realm, his spiritual power was strong enough.

But now it seems. It is necessary to copy and transcribe more Buddhist scriptures to further improve spiritual strength. The degree of "subtlety" is related to mental power.

The higher the mental power. The more intense, the more subtle it is.

In today's world, cultivation is respected, and Buddhism and Buddhism are not the mainstream. Liu Ben's mind was mainly on cultivation. About an hour later, Liu Ben finally finished his cultivation. Open your eyes.

Deep in the mountains, there is a lot of silence, and the sound of cicadas is everywhere. When I looked up, the sky was full of stars, and before I knew it, it was already midnight.

Liu Ben's heart moved. I suddenly remembered the mustard bottle.

The mustard bottle was obtained by himself from the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon, and it was probably the most important treasure collected by the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon in the underground of the Heavenly Demon's forbidden land.

After Liu Ben got this treasure, he has been traveling around in foreign lands and human worlds, and he has time to study it carefully. But now it's different, there is a large army of Greedy Wolf Island in the Western Continent to take over. I don't have to worry about it anymore.

Now I have time.

Liu Ben sat cross-legged on the ground, his right hand stretched into his arms. At the bottom of the floor, you come across something hard. Took it out.

Under the starlight, the mustard bottle was lying in Liu Ben's palm, heavy. Something the size of a fingernail, miniature, refracted a dull lead-gray metallic sheen in the starlight.

To be honest, I can't look carefully in the dark. Only the words of the mustard bottle shone brightly. More conspicuous.

"What a small thing. The Great Freedom Heavenly Demon is close to the harvest, and I don't know what it is? ”

Liu Ben was secretly curious.

Great freedom in the heavenly demon wrist to the sky. With the help of the black stone he snatched, he could even reach the realm of a beginner immortal monarch. It's a pity that the spiritual power is a hard injury, even if the strength reaches the Immortal Monarch with the help of that black stone, it can't make up for it.

So this thing. Hidden in its hands, it has never been opened. Even to death, Liu Ben never saw it used.

Liu Ben had originally tried, but he couldn't test anything at all. I can't figure out what this mustard bottle is. But. At this time and at that time, now his spiritual power has reached the realm of the Immortal Monarch, and his strength has also reached the limit, and he has almost the same level of strength as Luo Jia, and even wins.

Try it again now. Hope is the greatest. If there is no way to do this, then the origin of this thing is really terrible.

Looking at the entire cultivation realm, it is absolutely impossible to find a second person comparable to oneself. If that's the case, Liu Ben will really be dead.

"Buzz!"

In the dark, Liu Ben carefully looked at it for a moment, and with a flick of his fingers, a stream of blood mixed with huge spiritual power was injected into this nail-sized mustard bottle without hesitation.

The void was silent, and Liu Ben looked at the mustard bottle with a look of hope. However, unexpectedly, the mustard bottle did not move at all, and the vitality that Liu Ben input into it seemed to have touched a wall, and it quickly folded back, emitting air.

"Isn't that right? Isn't this a magic weapon at all? ”

Liu Ben was stunned. Last time, I was in a hurry, and I didn't double-check it myself at all. Could it be that he is wrong, this thing is not a magic weapon at all, or it is not a magic weapon in his own meaning, and he cannot accept the vitality.

However, Liu Ben soon realized that not all the mixed energy of blood and spirit injected by Liu Ben had come back. Instead, a little bit of mental power disappeared inside.

This kind of disappearance is very small, there may only be a few spiritual particles, if it is changed before, Liu Ben will definitely not feel it. But now after reaching the realm of half-step "meticulousness", Liu Ben quickly felt these differences.

"This mustard bottle is only sensitive to mental power?"

Liu Ben was a little surprised. As much blood and qi is exported from this magic weapon, as much blood and qi comes out, it seems that it can't hold anything at all. But it doesn't react to blood qi, but it reacts to spiritual power, what kind of magic weapon is this?

Is it a spiritual magic weapon?

Liu Ben frowned, feeling that this magic weapon was probably very different from the magic weapon he had encountered before.

"What the hell is this? It shouldn't be a simple so-called spiritual power magic weapon, because it's in the cultivation realm. Mental power doesn't have much use for actual combat at all. The Great Freedom Heavenly Demon must have his own reasons for being so precious to it. ”

Liu Ben sat cross-legged on it, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. In his mind, he recalled the scene of being at ease with the Heavenly Demon. It is absolutely impossible for the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon to carry a piece of waste with him.

Liu Ben speculated that it either knew what this thing was, or that the place where the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon discovered it was very special. So at a glance you know it's a treasure and carry it with you.

"I don't know how many people are buried in the Heavenly Demon Forbidden Land. There must be some big names in it. Could it be that this thing was excavated from the tomb of a certain big person? ”

Liu Ben secretly doubted in his heart.

Pre-epoch things are generally difficult to preserve. But this is not absolute. If this mustard bottle is really a thing from a certain era, then it is understandable that the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon is so precious to it when he doesn't even know what it does.

"Anyway, just try it and you'll know."

Liu Ben said in his heart.

This time he changed his approach, spreading his palms flat and holding a mustard bottle the size of his fingernails. Then a wisp of spiritual power ran down his wrist and tentatively poured into the mustard bottle.

Spiritual power poured in and out, and the vibration of the magic weapon in Liu Ben's imagination did not appear. A stream of spiritual power poured in, and nearly ninety percent of the spiritual power poured out again.

This reaction is almost the same as that of the vitality.

"A part of the spiritual power disappeared inside and was absorbed. This proves that my conjecture is correct. But why is there no response? Vitality is not good. If the spiritual power is not good, then there is no way to refine this magic weapon! ”

Under the starlight, Liu Ben looked at the mustard bottle in his palm, and he was suspicious in his heart. After a moment of silence, Liu Ben suddenly changed his thinking, his mind was introverted, and he poured into the small mustard bottle along the gossamer of spiritual power.

"Go inside and have a look."

Liu Ben suddenly switched perspectives, like a strange intruder. Flowing along the gossamer into the mustard bottle, trying to gauge the reality of this thing in this way.

"It's dark."

Liu Ben looked around curiously. But the world of consciousness is pitch black, like the vastness of the universe, and nothing can be seen at all.

Liu Ben tried various methods, but none of them worked. In the end, I had to reluctantly retreat.

"What the hell is going on? It stands to reason that there is always one kind of vitality and spirit that should be useful, right? ”

Liu Ben stared at the mustard bottle, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape.

This mustard bottle is like a tough stone. No matter how Liu Ben tasted it, he was unmoved. Liu Ben finally understood the feeling of being at ease with the Heavenly Demon now.

The strength of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon far surpassed Cai Hongxi and Luo Jia, and with that mysterious ghost mansion as its backrest, the methods it had tried at the beginning must be no less than its own. But in the end, there was no surprise, and they should all have been disappointed one by one.

"Whew!"

In the dark. The night breeze blows through the air, making it look particularly empty. Liu Ben withdrew all his blood and spiritual power, sat cross-legged among the fallen leaves, raised his head to the sky, and meditated in his heart.

This mustard bottle is either a penniless waste or something extremely powerful. The more difficult and troublesome it is to refine it, the more powerful it will be in the end.

Liu Ben hoped that it was the latter, and he didn't want this to be the last time that Dazi Heavenly Demon would put him together.

"There should be nothing wrong with the mustard bottle having a sense of spiritual power. Or, should I do it the other way, the other way I knock in. ”

Liu Ben's heart moved, boom, and suddenly there was a roar in his mind, and a much larger spiritual force than before rolled into this small mustard bottle.

The mustard bottle is like a smelly, hard stone, without the slightest reaction.

"Bigger!"

Liu Ben did not hesitate to continue to improve the mental power of the output. The input of spiritual power strength all the way from the Mahayana period, mortal immortals, heavenly immortals, and golden immortals. (To be continued......)