"I think this kind of physique may involve a big secret. ”

Zhao Yanran said it seriously, Ling Zheng was puzzled in his heart, but on the surface, he said with some self-deprecation: "A waste physique that can only stay in the third order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, what great secret can there be?"

Zhao Yanran shook her head: "I'm just guessing, as for what the secret is, I don't know." ”

Ling Zheng got an answer that wasn't an answer, and then asked, "Then regarding the attributeless spirit vein, does Senior Sister Yanran have anything else to sue me?"

"I think junior brother, you should also know that when you cultivate, the meridians in your body will absorb spiritual power far beyond that of the dantian. Zhao Yanran said: "This is a major feature of the non-attribute spirit vein, if your cultivation is high enough, your physical strength will far exceed that of cultivators of the same realm." ”

Zhao Yanran paused for a moment, and then said, "It is precisely because of this characteristic that the physique of the non-attribute spirit vein, after cultivating high enough, will have some special abilities that cultivators of other attribute spirit veins cannot match. ”

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to ask, "Senior sister, then why didn't I feel any special abilities appearing?"

Zhao Yanran's iceberg-like pretty face once again revealed regret: "Maybe it's because your cultivation is too low, junior brother." ”

Ling Zheng didn't care, and continued: "Then Senior Sister, do you know what these abilities are and what their effects are? Although it is impossible for me to achieve that kind of cultivation, it is good to have a hope. ”

Zhao Yanran shook her head and said, "I'm really sorry, junior brother, because the non-attribute spirit vein has long been broken off, and I only know this about the non-attribute spirit vein." ”

Seeing that Ling Zheng was a little stunned, Zhao Yanran smiled and said, "However, junior brother can ask one more question." ”

Zhao Yanran smiled, and Ling Zheng was stunned for a while.

No matter how mature Ling Zheng is, he is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. It is already very rare to meet a beautiful woman like Zhao Yanran, who is like a fairy, and can remain calm and not lose her temper.

This woman, even if she doesn't have any cultivation, I'm afraid there will be a large number of people who will play for her in order to get her favor......

Ling Zheng was thinking so in his heart, but he was also thinking about another question, what to ask.

Ling Zheng suddenly thought of the two spiritual weapons he had gotten, the Dancing Wind Sword and the Phantom Demon Bead.

Looking at this area, except for the rich Red Pink Palace, it is estimated that the elders of the Foundation Realm under the other cultivation forces may not be able to have two spiritual weapons by their side. It can be said that today's Ling Zheng, even if he doesn't care about pills, his net worth is quite strong.

And Ling Zheng had already made up his mind to go to the Hidden Dragon Stream to find medicinal herb seeds, that place was mixed with fish and dragons, and demon beasts inhabited, it was not a fun place, and if he was not careful, he might be able to play with his life.

Therefore, if you want to go to the Hidden Dragon Stream, you must rely on those talismans alone to be bottomless, and you must give full play to the power of these two spiritual weapons. But now, Ling Zheng couldn't bring out the maximum power of the two spirit weapons at all. Because he doesn't know anything about the Imperial Weapon.

The knowledge of imperial weapons must at least be cultivated to the foundation building realm, and the spiritual power in the body can be derived into a true element before it can be initially contacted. Ling Zheng's current cultivation of the seventh order of the Spirit Condensation Realm, unlike that Du Fei swallowing the Blood Agitation Pill and destroying his own foundation, could only hold the Dancing Wind Sword to slash people, control the Demon Bead to smash people, and no matter how high-level the means, it was not something he could think of at all.

After thinking carefully for a while, Ling Zheng asked, "In that case, Senior Sister Yanran, I would like to ask, how can I maximize the power of the magic weapon?"

Seeing a hint of surprise on Zhao Yanran's face, Ling Zheng said naturally: "Of course I didn't ask. That Senior Brother Wang An and I just now have a very good relationship, and he may not be far from stepping into the Foundation Building Realm. Once he stepped into the Foundation Building Realm and cultivated for a few years, the door would definitely give him a spiritual weapon. I'm probably going to be his cousin-in-law in the future, so I'd like to ask him about it first. In this way, even if I go to the mortal world in the future, he will remember my favor, which is a good thing to kiss and kiss. Are you right?"

Ling Zheng lied very naturally, true and false, after Zhao Yanran heard it, she didn't feel inappropriate, but she secretly felt sorry for Ling Zheng who had no attribute spirit vein physique in her heart.

With Ling Zheng's superhuman perseverance, in ancient times, the achievements were absolutely limitless. You must know that in the ancient years, among all the owners of the non-attribute spiritual veins, which one was not powerful and made the entire cultivation realm lose its voice?

Born ahead of one's time.

Zhao Yanran can only comment on Ling Zheng like this.

But it's a pity, Zhao Yanran has a lot of kung fu to nourish her qi, but she didn't show it on her face, but nodded and said, "Senior Brother Ling Zheng's mentality is really good. In that case, I might as well talk to you. ”

"The power of magic weapons of the same grade is different, mainly determined by the level of the imperial weapon. But the knowledge of imperial weapons can only be accessed by at least those who build the foundation realm cultivators, and you should know this. ”

"But in today's cultivation realm, there are not a few people who have already mastered the magic weapon when they are cultivating in the Spirit Condensing Realm. Zhao Yanran said with a somewhat strange expression: "I have once seen a person, the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation Realm, can control the eighteen spirit weapon swords to form a sword formation, and against the cultivators of the eighth order of the Foundation Realm, after cutting off one of the opponent's arms, the whole body retreats. ”

"What?"

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment, feeling that what Zhao Yanran said had subverted his cognition.

You must know that there is a big difference between the Spirit Condensation Realm and the Foundation Building Realm. The gap between the great realms is not an exaggeration, no matter how many people in the lower realm come, they can be shot to death by the high realm, which is common sense that everyone knows in the cultivation realm.

A Condensing Realm Great Perfection not only cut off an arm of a cultivator of the Eighth Order of the Foundation Realm, but also was able to retreat with his whole body?

Not to mention this, just the fact that Zhao Yanran said that the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm could control the eighteen spirit weapon swords, in Ling Zheng's opinion, was no different from the Arabian Nights.

"Senior brother doesn't believe it?" Zhao Yanran smiled and said, "Actually, improving the level of imperial weapons in the Spirit Condensation Realm is all smashed with resources. Like the person I just mentioned, the resources that his family spent in order to make him proficient in the Spirit Condensation Realm were enough to cultivate five or six masters of the Golden Pill Realm. ”

Ling Zheng was stunned for a while, only to feel that this money burning was really unbelievable.

Seeing that Ling Zheng didn't speak, Zhao Yanran poured him a cup of tea and said, "This kind of thing is difficult to say, and simple is simple." ”

"The level of the imperial weapon can also be divided according to the realm, that is, the five realms of Yuwei, Mingfa, Xuannian, Juexian, and Zhangtian. Nowadays, in the cultivation realm, most cultivators are staying in the imperial micro stage, and those who can raise the level of the imperial weapon to the realm of the Ming Law are already rare. As for the three realms of Xuanbao, Absolute Immortal, and Zhangtian, they only appeared in ancient times. ”

"And it's very easy to enter the Imperial Micro Level, as long as you can successfully enter the Foundation Building Realm and refine your soul with True Yuan. As for the cultivation of the Spirit Condensing Realm, it can only rely on burning money. ”

"How do you burn money?" Ling Zheng hurriedly asked.

Zhao Yanran didn't hide it, and said: "The level of the imperial weapon's ability, strictly speaking, depends on the strength of the soul. Therefore, if you want to improve the ability of the imperial weapon, it is fundamental to improve the soul power. ”

"This method is called burning pill and shaping the spirit**, which is to sit in the flames and put thousands of pills around, or medicinal materials, spiritual jade and other things with aura. Of course, pills are the best choice. Then, the surrounding area was sealed with a formation ban. As long as you can endure that kind of pain, after consuming a certain amount of wealth, your spiritual sense will be thoroughly refined, and your imperial weapon ability will be able to step into the imperial level. ”

Ling Zheng asked tentatively, "What does Senior Sister mean by 'a certain amount of wealth'?"

"At least 20,000 pills. ”

Zhao Yanran said a number that made Ling Zheng almost faint, and then chatted with Ling Zheng about the specific steps of the burning pill sculpting spirit**.

Ling Zheng thanked Zhao Yanran while calculating how many pills he still had in his storage ring, and then walked down the Cuizhu Peak with Wang An, who was watching from a distance.

On the empty Cuizhu Peak, Zhao Yanran, who was sitting quietly in the pavilion, had a cold face on her face, and was replaced by a faint loneliness.

She looked at Ling Zheng's departing back and sighed faintly:

"Sympathy......"