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 the Great Asura, so he inherited this subtle ability?

Yang Ji was shocked in his heart.

"No, it's impossible! Subtlety is spiritual perception, and it has nothing to do with blood and blood. It must be because I absorbed the consciousness of the Great Asura, and my spiritual power has increased greatly, and I have reached the spiritual level of the Martial Eightfold Dà Martial Sect, so I feel this. ”

Yang Ji 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 Martial Arts Eightfold Dà Martial Sect is not something that everyone can do.

Yang Xuanlan is a martial artist, but he also does not have the realm of the Great Martial Sect.

Anyway, for Yang Ji, this is obviously good news. With the sixfold realm of martial arts reaching the spiritual strength of the eightfold dà martial arts, what happened to Yang Ji 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. ”

Yang Jipan sat on the ground, thinking to himself in his heart. However, Yang Ji 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, below the eightfold martial arts, I am afraid that no one has reached a similar realm to himself at present. Subtle perception, combined with your own analysis and computing skills, can definitely exert unexpected power.

As long as he doesn't meet the Great Martial Sect, I'm afraid few people will be his opponents.

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

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

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

But now it seems that it is necessary to copy more Buddhist scriptures to further improve spiritual power. The "subtle" process dù is related to mental power.

The higher the mental power, the greater the intensity, and the more powerful the meticulous Cheng dù becomes.

In the Han Dynasty, martial arts were respected, and Buddhism and Buddhism were not the mainstream. Yang Ji's mind was mainly on cultivation. After about an hour, Yang Ji finally finished his cultivation and opened his 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.

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the mustard bottle.

The mustard bottle was obtained by himself from the Skeleton Ghost King, and it was probably the most important treasure collected by the Skeleton Ghost King under the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge.

After Yang Ji got this treasure, he has been running around in the underworld and the human world, and he has time to study it carefully. But now it's different, Pingchuan City has a large army from the imperial court to take over, and there is no need to worry about it yourself.

Now I have time.

Yang Jipan sat on the ground, stretched his right hand into his arms, and at the bottom of the place, he touched a hard thing and took it out.

Under the starlight, the mustard bottle lay in Yang Ji'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 are shining brightly and are more conspicuous.

"It's such a small thing, the Skeleton Ghost King harvested it closely, and I don't know what it is?"

Yang Ji was secretly curious in his heart.

The Skeleton Ghost King's wrist reached the sky, and with the help of the evil spirit relics he had snatched, he could even reach the realm of the Eightfold Martial Sect of the Beginner Martial Dao. It's a pity that the spiritual power is a hard injury, and even if the power reaches the eightfold martial arts with the help of the evil spirit relic, it can't make up for it.

So this thing was hidden in its hand and never opened. Even to death, Yang Ji never saw it used.

Yang Ji had originally tried, but he couldn't test anything at all. I can't figure out what this mustard bottle is. However, at this time and that time, now his spiritual power has reached the eightfold martial arts, and his strength has also reached the limit, and he has almost the same level of strength as Yang Xuanlan, and even wins.

Try it again now, hopefully the greatest. If there is no way to do this, then this magic weapon is afraid that only Wuzun can use it.

Looking at the eastern Taiyuan Continent, this kind of character is probably only a handful. At least at the level of the legend of the Red Eyebrow Ancestor.

If that's the case, Yang Ji will really be dead.

That's not what you can achieve in a short period of time.

"Buzz!"

In the dark, Yang Ji 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 Yang Ji looked at the mustard bottle with a look of hope. However, unexpectedly, the mustard bottle did not move at all, and the blood qi that Yang Ji input into it seemed to touch a wall, and it quickly folded back, emitting into the air.

"Isn't that right? This isn't a magic weapon at all?"

Yang Ji 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 sense, and he cannot accept a blood weapon.

However, Yang Ji soon realized that not all of the mixed energy of blood and spirit injected by Yang Ji 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, Yang Ji will definitely not feel it. But now after reaching the realm of half-step "fine and nuanced", Yang Ji quickly felt these differences.

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

Yang Ji 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?

Spiritual artifacts?

Yang Ji 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 in the martial arts realm, spiritual power is not too useful for actual combat at all. The Skeleton Ghost King must have his own reasons for being so precious to it. ”

Yang Jipan sat on it, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. He remembered the scene with the Skeleton Ghost King in his mind. It's absolutely impossible for the Skeleton Ghost King to carry a piece of waste with him.

Yang Ji speculated that it either knew what this thing was, or that the place where the Skeleton Ghost King discovered it was very special. So at a glance you know it's a treasure and carry it with you.

"Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge is the battlefield of all dynasties, and even before this era, it was also the battlefield of those vanishing civilizations. I don't know how many people are buried in it. There must be some big names in it. Could it be that this Skeleton Ghost King was excavated from the tomb of some big man?"

Yang Ji secretly doubted in his heart.

Pre-epoch things are generally difficult to preserve, but this is not absolute. If this mustard bottle was really something from a certain era before the era, then it was understandable that the Skeleton Ghost King was so precious to it when he didn't even know what it was doing.

"Anyway, just try it. ”

Yang Ji 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 Yang Ji's imagination did not appear. A stream of spiritual power poured in, and nearly ninety percent of the spiritual power poured out again.

The reaction is almost the same as that of the flesh.

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

Under the starlight, Yang Ji looked at the mustard bottle in his palm, and his heart was suspicious. After a moment of silence, Yang Ji 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 take a look. ”

Yang Ji suddenly switched perspectives, like a strange intruder, and poured into the mustard bottle along the gossamer of consciousness, trying to look at the reality of this thing in this way.

"It's dark. ”

Yang Ji looked around curiously, but the world of consciousness was pitch black, like the vast universe, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Yang Ji 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 of flesh and spirit that should be useful?"

Yang Ji stared at the mustard bottle, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan shape.

This mustard bottle is like a difficult stone, no matter how Yang Ji tastes it, he is unmoved. Yang Ji finally understood the feeling of the Skeleton Ghost King now.

The strength of the Skeleton Ghost King far surpassed that of the Evil Dao Prince and Yang Xuanlan, and with that mysterious ghost mansion as its backing, 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 wind blew through the air, making it look particularly empty. Yang Ji withdrew all his blood and spiritual power, sat cross-legged in 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.

Yang Ji hoped that it was the latter, and he didn't want this to be the last time the Skeleton Ghost King would put him together before he died.

"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. ”

Yang Ji'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!"

Yang Ji did not hesitate to continue to improve the output of mental power. The input mental power strength has been increased all the way from the martial arts triple to the martial arts fourfold, the martial arts fivefold, and the martial arts sixfold!

But the mustard bottle still didn't respond.

Yang Ji gradually felt a little unconfident in his heart. He originally thought that with his current huge spiritual power, he would definitely be able to open the mystery of the mustard bottle, but now it seems that the reality is obviously a little different.

"No matter, if that doesn't work. Then I can only put this mustard bottle on the shelf. Wait until you reach the Ninefold Martial Dao in the future, or when you achieve the Martial Saint, and then try again. ”

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