The spiritual jade is indeed hidden in the stone body.
After watching the container where Turcolando was crushed into stone chips, Zhang Xuezhou finally came to a conclusion, and concluded that the spiritual jade was closely related to caves such as stalactites.
This type of extremely special jade absorbs the essence of heaven and earth and is not produced from a mine. It is rarely stored underground like iron ore.
He was thinking about the relationship between Ling Yu and couldn't help but look at the complicated inscription picture that Ren Anran finally drew.
According to Huang's description, this is somewhat similar to the way the talisman is used, and it is more luxurious than the raw materials used to make the talisman.
This requires carving inscriptions on the spiritual jade to be able to guide the power.
However, Huang lacks a systematic approach to his own practice, and it is extremely difficult to teach others through description.
Without Ren Sheng's spiritual communication with Huang, it would be difficult to find a translator who was proficient in the ancient Tu'er language.
Even so, Huang was limited in what he could explain after being beaten repeatedly.
It is even difficult to know whether this entrustment can be effectively used by Ren Anran and others.
"Is it worth it?" Ren Anran asked in a low voice.
"You still have to give it a try!"
Zhang Xuezhou does not lack the cultivation skills in another field, but he lacks the magical skills to resist the demons outside the field.
Even if there is a slight possibility, he feels that he is willing to try it, and he can bear it even if a piece of spiritual jade is broken.
They found the best carver from the Tour tribe and quietly waited for the other party to complete the carving.
Ling jade stone chips were flying, and the fragrance was constantly wafting. Zhang Xuezhou stared closely at every move of the carver's knife.
Whether he pursues being an official, becoming a teaching assistant, or studying luck techniques, the ultimate goal is to save his life.
This possibility made Zhang Xuezhou willing to try.
But whenever he thinks about his mediocre luck, Zhang Xuezhou can't help but feel a little uneasy.
"Fulfill the mission!"
The drawings drawn by Ren Anran are flat, and it is indeed a huge test to complete the entire carving on an irregular jade without leaving any gaps.
After measurements with instruments and careful calculations by mathematicians, this piece of spiritual jade finally took on the state of the inscription on the drawing.
"Did he say how to use it?" Zhang Xuezhou asked in a low voice as he took the spirit jade.
"It should be instilling power into the inscription," Ren Anran said: "You can feel the effect after activating the inscription!"
In addition to the sculptors and mathematicians beside them, Turcalando also took a piece of soul jade and looked back and forth at the inscriptions on it.
They carved the inscriptions year after year, but few of them understood the inscriptions of the god Tur. They just repeated these things and placed the soul jade with the inscriptions carved in it for worship in the temple.
"It shouldn't be physical force." Turcalando added: "I have tried it many times with physical force."
"This will definitely not use physical power," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.
"I tried to use my spiritual power to no avail!"
When Turcalando described his attempt again, Zhang Xuezhou's fingers contracted slightly.
What he and Huang have in common is that they can also use spiritual power. If the spiritual power cannot work, this kind of inscription is just a piece of waste paper.
Zhang Xuezhou focused his eyes on the spirit jade for dozens of seconds, only to feel that the spirit jade did not change in his hands, and the inscription never exerted any influence.
"Do you want the professor to use this?"
Zhang Xuezhou's purpose of using the inscription was just to get a chance to fight against the extraterrestrial demons. If this kind of inscription could only be used under special physical conditions, it would be useless to him.
He focused several times to gather his spiritual power to no avail, so he inevitably began to switch powers.
The methods involving physical strength such as holding, pinching, and throwing did not bring any use, but when Zhang Xuezhou used his magic power, he felt a little more in his heart.
"rise!"
The mana surged out and poured into the spirit jade, causing faint mana ripples on the surface of the spirit jade, and the spirit jade began to bulge like an expired battery.
"Looks like it's going to explode!"
Ren Anran's urgent reminder came, and Turcalanduo was about to run away, but after reacting, he quickly grabbed the spiritual jade in Zhang Xuezhou's hand and threw it away.
"Don't!"
Ren Anran knew the impact of the backlash of mana and chose to give a quick reminder, but Turkarando had no such concept in his head.
There was a sense of interruption in the infusion of mana, and Zhang Xuezhou felt a tightness in his chest.
This spiritual jade crossed a long parabola and then landed more than fifty meters away.
"No? Don't thank me, this is what I should do!"
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou looking at him, Turkalando stumbled back.
"I thought that thing was going to explode," Turcalando explained in a low voice.
"You did the right thing, but I hope you won't do it again next time. It's better to just run away!"
Zhang Xuezhou breathed back, and he couldn't help but cover his chest and rub it.
The backlash of being forcibly interrupted during a procedure is worse than being suddenly checked by the police when a man is having sex with a woman. Some people experience backlash and vomit blood, and in more serious cases, the procedure may even be broken.
Zhang Xuezhou was also glad that he only continued to output mana and did not use any heavy skills.
He took a deep breath and let down the turbulence in his chest.
"You help..."
Zhang Xuezhou was just about to ask Turcarando to pick up the spiritual jade. When he pointed with his finger, he felt an extra sense of sensitivity.
This made him hook his fingers, and when the mana was thrown into the distance, Zhang Xuezhou saw the spiritual jade that had been thrown out fly into the air and fall back into his palm.
"The bulge in the spirit jade seems to change form only due to the combination of mana and inscription!"
Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Lingyu that bulged and shrank from time to time in his palm, and he couldn't help but reach out and squeeze it.
It felt like rubbing crystal mud, and the piece of spiritual jade slowly changed its shape in his palm.
By the time his magic power stopped, the spiritual jade had returned to its rock-hard form again.
Zhang Xuezhou once again tried to instill mana and stretched out his finger, only to see the spiritual jade drill out like a locust stone.
"What kind of ability is this?"
How great is the hope, how great is the disappointment.
The inscription was activated by mana, but the activated inscription did not bring Zhang Xuezhou the abilities he imagined.
He doesn't need a piece of spiritual jade to control flying around.
This inscription ability really disappointed Zhang Xuezhou.
"You said that the deserted stone ax has a piece of spiritual jade embedded in it. How about we also use this spiritual jade to coat a sharp edge?"
"No matter how many sharp knives you have, they can't beat the guns!"
"The effective range of a firearm is only a few hundred meters, and the extension of your mana will be more than a few hundred meters in the future!"
"Extension of mana?"
Ren Anran's reminder reminded Zhang Xuezhou of the rumors about Daojun.
Daojun kills enemies with a magic flying knife, and his power from both long and short distances is top-notch, making it difficult for people to guard against him, and no one dares to provoke Daojun.
After Ren Anran's reminder, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but notice the birth of the flying knife ability similar to Dao Lord's spell.
As long as this piece of kneadable spiritual jade is inlaid with an external sharp blade, it will inevitably become a growing blade, which will exert stronger and stronger striking power as the power of mana and extended distance fly.
If one continues to improve with practice, it is not surprising that the effective range and striking power of this treasure exceed that of firearms.
"So this is the rough embryo of the magic weapon!"
If there were no similar practitioners of realm art, Zhang Xuezhou felt that they would probably have the first real magic weapon in this world in their hands.
(End of chapter)
