Half an hour later, Lin Yun walked out of the room with a disappointed face, he tried three battle swords in the room in a row, once the true qi was injected, they shattered into several sections, as if the spirit form was completely lost, and it became a pile of scrap metal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Warriors need treasures to increase attack power, treasures also need warriors to be conceived, the two complement each other, the strength of warriors to reach the realm of Xuandan, often can use the Yin Yang Dan fire in Xuandan to refine treasures, these treasures made of Yin Yang Dan fire and martial arts are connected to the mind of the warrior, can be used as the martial artist's natal treasure.

These natal treasures can be included in the body of the warrior, completely integrated with the warrior, after the warrior's long-term training, they can become more and more powerful, and even increase the grade of the treasure, so that the treasure is more and more spiritual.

But once these treasures leave the martial arts, they will slowly lose their spirituality if they are not used for a long time, of course, these are ordinary treasures, if they are made of high-quality materials, or mixed with rare refining and casting treasures, then even if they are stored for a long time, they are still full of spirituality, but this kind of treasures are too few, and the treasures stored in this room obviously do not reach this level.

Lin Yun pushed open several rooms in a row, and after entering, they were all a little disappointed, because the treasures stored in them had lost their spirituality, even if some of the treasures could still be used, but the power was greatly inferior to before, and it would take a lot of time to restore to the peak level, and they were all given up by Lin Yun.

"No, if it is an ordinary treasure, perhaps because there is no martial artist to use it all year round, it lacks true yuan and becomes scrap iron, but if it is a treasure above the ground level, there is no such situation. Lin Yun returned to the room again, and when he saw the sword all over the room, his heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the biggest abnormality here.

When the treasure reaches the ground level or above, even if it is stored for thousands of years, there will be no injection of true yuan and immediate breakage, at most the spirituality will be greatly reduced, and there will definitely be no injection of true yuan and it will collapse immediately.

Especially the treasures above the Heavenly Rank, even if they are stored for 10,000 years, the edge is still there, and the Sword Pavilion is the important place of the Sword Gate, and the treasures stored in it are likely to be the Heavenly Rank Treasures.

Only the lowest-level human-level treasures in the treasures, because the materials used are almost all mortal iron, will not be able to withstand the wear and tear of the years, and after thousands of years, they will be spiritually lost, completely scrapped, injected with true yuan, and immediately shattered.

"How could I be so stupid, I didn't even think of such an obvious question. Lin Yun patted the back of his head lightly, and his face showed a hint of abruptness.

In fact, it wasn't that Lin Yun was stupid, it was just that almost all of the treasures he came into contact with were human-level treasures, and there were at least a dozen or more war swords hanging in each room, so he naturally subconsciously thought that they were human-level treasures, and it was an incredible thing that such earth-level treasures and even heaven-level treasures were gathered together.

However, this is the Sword Pavilion, the core of a holy land that has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the treasures stored in it naturally cannot be the lowest human-level treasures, at least above the ground level.

It's like a person suddenly coming to a street paved with yellow metal, even the garbage cans and toilets are gold, and naturally subconsciously think that they are just gold-plated.

"What caused these treasures to become a pile of scrap metal?" Now that he understood that this was the Sword Pavilion, and the treasures stored in it were extremely extraordinary, a question appeared in Lin Yun's mind.

This question, no matter how Lin Yun thinks, he doesn't have a clue, while Lin Yun is thinking, he also opens the doors on both sides of the road, the situation inside is exactly the same, all the treasures have become scrap metal, injected into the true yuan, and immediately shattered.

Just when Lin Yun was puzzled, he came to the last door of Yongdao, this door was different from other rooms, it was not a wooden material, but a dark black steel door, where the rungs were, giving people a heavy and cold feeling.

Stretching out his palm, he pressed against the iron door, and suddenly felt a cold feeling coming from his palm, as if touching a piece of ice, cold and piercing.

"It's actually a thousand-year-old ice and dark iron casting!" Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he blurted out.

Cold Ice Dark Iron is the best material for refining treasures, although it is not a precious anomaly, but it is also a rare material, the sword gate is really generous, such a rare material, not to refine the treasure, but cast into an iron gate.

Although Lin Yun was surprised, the movements in his hands were not slow at all, the force of his waist was transmitted to his right arm, and with a hard push, the cold iron gate slowly opened in the sound of "creaking", and with the slow opening of this heavy gate, it seemed to turn over the end of one era and the beginning of another.

With all his strength, under the blessing of Zhenyuan, when Lin Yun slowly pushed open the cold iron gate, suddenly, bursts of aura rushed to his face, making people feel refreshed, and bursts of dragon groans came from inside.

Pushing open the heavy iron door, Lin Yun walked into the room, his face showed surprise, this room was completely different from other rooms, there was no sword frame in this room, there was no chain to hang the war sword, and there was not even a war sword.

The room was also very clean, one floor was spotless, and at the end of the room, there was a small altar with a cyan scabbard suspended on it, and bursts of light radiated from the scabbard and circulated around this altar.

"Huh!" A burst of dragon groans sounded slowly, as if traveling through space, against time, sounded here.

Hearing this faint sound of the dragon's groan, Lin Yun's gaze towards the scabbard became strange, because this vague sound of the dragon's groan actually came from the dragon-shaped graphic on the scabbard.

The cyan scabbard was quietly suspended in the center of the altar, emitting a nine-colored glow, with the help of the soft nine-colored glow, Lin Yun could clearly see the dragon patterns engraved on the scabbard, these dragon-shaped patterns were very realistic, and the engravings were vivid, like a divine dragon entrenched on the scabbard.

"There are actually nine dragons!" Lin Yun looked at the scabbard carefully for a moment, and found that on the scabbard, there were a total of nine divine dragons engraved, each of which had a different demeanor, and its appearance was slightly different.

"Huh!" another sound of a dragon's groan sounded, this time the color of the dragon's groan was slightly different from the last time, like two different dragons, which made the color of doubt on Lin Yun's face even stronger.

In order to explore the source of the dragon chant, Lin Yun took a step forward and slowly walked towards the altar, as he walked, he was careful and vigilant, his consciousness was fully opened, he scanned the surroundings, and if there was a slight movement, he could respond immediately.

Just as Lin Yun walked forward a distance, his complexion suddenly changed, and an extremely powerful coercion suddenly descended on the entire room, this coercion was so powerful, Lin Yun also felt such a powerful coercion for the first time.