Chapter 21: The Great Harvest

"Hey, what is this?"

Lin Shan, who was just about to search for antiques everywhere, found that there was still a black thing left on the altar, and before he could take a closer look at it, the strengthening panel automatically appeared:

【Soul Fish】(Damaged)

Quality: High-level magic weapon

Introduction: It is made of two hundred years of soul wood, which is an auxiliary magic weapon that integrates the collection of yin qi, the gathering of souls, and the auxiliary fighting method.

Enhanced: 32 (cannot be enhanced while damaged)

……

“!!!”

Lin Shan turned over and touched the broken wooden fish, although the whole was charred but still smooth, only half of the remnants remained, and there were still some thunder crackling sounds left on the section, which felt like a short circuit.

The damage state mentioned in the introduction of the reinforcement panel,I'm afraid it's a bit of a lift.。

Lin Shan estimated that the wooden fish in his hand was the magic weapon knocked by the old man of the Black Lotus Sect just now, and it was directly destroyed by Lei Zhenzi's reckless man.

He still remembers the effect at that time, the yin qi around the square converged like a whirlpool, and his head directly became muddy when he knocked it, and he was still outside the battlefield at that time.

Put yourself in your shoes and think that if this magic sound is aimed at you in the battlefield, I'm afraid that your head will explode directly!

Even such a high-level magic weapon was directly split by Lei Zhenzi with a hand of thunder. How strong is that thunder shock!

Lin Shan was secretly frightened, this old man in black should be the envoy of the Black Lotus Sect in Taoyuan Village under the mountain. Even having a corpse king and a high-level magic weapon should not be an ordinary thing.

But he was directly captured alive by Lei Zhenzi.

Lei Zhenzi is probably a great master among immortal cultivators!

Even if this treasure is scrapped, it is a terrible tatters.

Lin Shan is happy to take it into his own baggage. What's wrong with not being able to strengthen it, can't you just find a way to fix it later? Can't you sell Lao Tzu for money if you can't fix it?

Immediately, it occurred to me that high-level magic weapons, enhancement requires 32 points.

Lin Shan immediately began to calculate in his mind, ordinary reinforcement to the day after tomorrow is 2 points, the day after tomorrow to the congenital is 4 points, he remembered that Changchun Gong needs 8 points to strengthen again.

In this way, Changchun Gong is equivalent to two levels lower than a high-level magic weapon.

Low-level magic weapons!

If the ring head knife in his hand is strengthened twice and reaches the innate level of Changchun Gong, it is a low-level magic weapon!

Lin Shan's heart fluttered, this was a magic weapon used by immortal cultivators!

But he wasn't sure that he wasn't an immortal cultivator, and it was unknown whether he could use magic weapons. After all, he also tried the wooden fish just now with his true qi, but there was no reaction at all.

I don't know if it's because the wooden fish is broken, or if the true qi of Changchun Gong and the mana of the immortal cultivator are not the same power.

But according to the previous calculation, the innate level of Changchun Gong is equivalent to a low-level magic weapon, so isn't Changchun Gong equivalent to a low-level immortal cultivation method?

However, Changchun Gong does not have the miracle of cultivating immortal exercises, and he has not heard of the rumors that the innate masters on the rivers and lakes are immortal cultivators.

Lin Shan frowned and thought for a long time, maybe the innate realm is equivalent to a buffer, mixed between the acquired martial artists and immortal cultivators, an independent and transitional realm?

"If the Changchun Gong is strengthened again, can the exercises obtained be able to cultivate immortals?"

Lin Shan's mind was now full of all kinds of speculations.

Ever since he saw the Immortal Cultivator's fighting method, Lin Shan instantly felt that practicing martial arts was not fragrant.

What kind of martial arts can you practice as an immortal?

In the past, the vision pattern was not enough, but now that I see a higher one, I naturally have to find a way to give it a go!

"Let's find the ancient rhyme first."

……

In the ruined square, Lin Shan took advantage of the remnants of the ghost fire in the square to scavenge inch by inch.

About a quarter of an hour later, an incense burner was found under a falling rock, and sure enough, the reinforcement panel popped out:

【Incense burner】

Antiquity: 1 point

Does it absorb it?

……

Lin Shan excitedly chose "yes", and the incense burner turned into a mess of sand after absorbing the ancient rhyme.

This is the first time he has absorbed the ancient rhyme again after the Nightingale token, and now he has two more points, at least he can strengthen a divine weapon!

Packing up his mood, Lin Shan continued to search.

After a while, I found another one:

【Futon】

Antiquity: 1 point

Does it absorb it?

"Absorb!"

……

And not long after,

【Spittoon】

Antiquity: 1 point

Does it absorb it?

"Uhhhh Suck... Absorption..."

For the sake of the ancient rhyme, I endured it!

……

【Night Pot】

Antiquity: 1 point

Does it absorb it?

“???”

……

Lin Shan finally knew why the five younger brothers outside Wu Yuanwai were unscathed when they entered the ancient tomb, and the corpse king ignored them, but when they came out, they wanted to chase them.

You stole all the spittoon urinals that people used before they died, who can bear it? It's too TM!

The corpse king couldn't help but open the coffin board to trouble them!

Later, I really don't know how these five boys escaped. The corpse king, who had nowhere to be angry, naturally took his anger out on the three waves of people who followed.

Then because the five people outside spread the news everywhere, they attracted Lei Zhenzi, who was tracking the Black Lotus Sect, and then the Black Lotus Sect's envoy, the owner of the Corpse King, fell into bad luck......

Lin Shan had already made up all the pictures perfectly, mourned silently for the Black Lotus Sect envoy, and hid in the deep mountains and old forests, so inexplicably he was pitted by five tomb robbers!

……

After carefully searching all the squares, Lin Shan got a total of more than 30 antiques, and put aside the useless, he got a total of 15 points of antiques. Counting the 1 point obtained from the Nightingale Token before, there are now 16 points of antiquity!

In addition to absorbing the ancient charm of sand, there are more than a dozen antiques left, which are all money!

"It's done! Sure enough, wealth is in danger! ”

……

After smirking for a while, Lin Shan found several burial chambers around the square, but apparently the contents had already been looted.

The Black Lotus Buddha statue that Lin Shan had been paying attention to didn't have one.

"The villagers of Taoyuan Village said that the Black Lotus Messenger collects a batch of Buddha statues every 20 years, why not?"

Lin Shan couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, could it be that those things were taken away by Lei Zhenzi? Or was the Black Lotus Sect's envoy handed over to a higher level? After all, just listening to the title of "messenger", there may be a bigger one on it.

But when the nobles of the capital bought the one-zhang tall giant Black Lotus Buddha statue, Lin Shan was almost 100% sure that it had ancient rhyme, and the number was huge!

"When you have the strength, you must recover it." Lin Shan secretly wrote it down.

That's right, that thing has long belonged to someone Lin in his mind.

……

"But why do daily necessities such as spittoons and night pots have ancient charm?"

How can this kind of thing have anything to do with human luck and faith incense? Am I wrong in my reasoning?

Lin Shan pondered and meditated for a while, and could only attribute the reason to the fact that these things had been in contact with the Black Lotus Buddha statue for hundreds of years, and they were contaminated with a little incense.

So there's only one or two antique rhymes...

"Actually, it's easy to prove this, just find an old temple and verify it when you go out."

Lin Shan now feels that he seems to have gradually figured out the law of ancient rhyme...