The moon's shadow slanted to the west, and the soft moonlight fell quietly on the Sun and Moon Island, outlining a vague outline.
Just when the moon was dark and the wind was high, a golden ray of light suddenly bloomed in the dark night above Sun Moon Island, completely illuminating the island in darkness, shining like daylight.
However, this golden light only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared like a shadow in the clear sky in the blink of an eye, as if everything was just an illusion.
But the monks with advanced cultivation levels on Sun Moon Island all felt the huge fluctuations of spiritual power that surged out of Sun Moon Island at that moment.
In the center of Sun Moon Island, the Meng family on Sun Moon Lake. Several figures involuntarily opened their eyes. In the dark night, in the Meng family's house, which was still as bright as the stars, many sleepless children looked up to the sky, looking at each other in shock and confusion.
Until a steady voice spread throughout the Meng family.
"Don't panic, it's just a fellow Taoist who is in the golden elixir realm who is refining the magic weapon of his own life." The elder of the clan spoke, and the Meng family disciples all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the past when the seniors in the clan who were in the golden elixir realm were refining magic weapons. The situation of the life magic weapon was also extremely vast, and I immediately felt much more at ease.
However, there are also some disciples who think more and are still wondering, why did the movement of refining the magic weapon of this life appear for just a moment?
"It seems that this golden elixir monk is either proficient in formations or rich and powerful. If he wants to cover up the movement of his natal magic weapon, the formations required are not simple." There are many knowledgeable monks on Sun Moon Island. It is impossible to have only one. The monks of the Meng family recognized the reason for this movement.
However, everyone's focus is different.
"Isn't this natal magic weapon that was made extraordinary, but it actually has to be covered up? It's interesting." All kinds of thoughts were rising and falling in this deep night.
But no one has ever wanted to find out. The reason is that this is Sun Moon Island, the Meng family's Sun Moon Island.
Lingchu sat cross-legged on the futon, with a hint of fatigue in his eyebrows, but looking at the light ball in front of him with great excitement.
This light group is about the size of half a person, and it is as bright as a hot little sun. Endless spiritual power is fluctuating in it. It wants to overflow outside this stone room, but it is blocked by a series of faint spiritual lights. The formation was firmly locked in this space.
The entire space is like a sea of light, with golden light everywhere you look. And among the golden light, there was a slender and straight shadow slowly rising and falling in mid-air, surrounded by strange shadows.
Sometimes it is as black as ink, with enchanting blood-red flowers blooming in it, like the flowers of the other side growing by the River Styx, coquettish, eye-catching and dangerous.
Sometimes it is clear broken gold, among which bloom one after another, either budding or swaying, with jade-green petals gently swaying in the void. The color is transparent and elegant.
Two colors, two flowers, intertwined and intertwined in a golden light, and finally slowly transformed into a huge blood-colored Bianhua flower and a huge blue jade lotus. Separated by the slender and straight shadow, they each occupied Each volume turned into a rainbow light and swept into the suspended slender shadow.
With a swish sound, as the two rainbow lights returned, the slender and straight shadow suddenly swayed slightly, as if shaking hard, and the entire shadow was like a blooming flower, slowly blooming into a round bud. shape.
As the buds bloomed, the golden light and vigorous spiritual power surging around them were sucked in like a dragon sucking water.
Within a moment, all the bright and scorching golden light in the stone chamber was absorbed, and everything returned to normal.
And it was at this time that we could truly see clearly the true appearance of this shadow. In the void, an oil-paper umbrella that was larger than ordinary oil-paper umbrellas was quietly suspended. This umbrella was the magic weapon that Lingchu spent more than three years refining. Extreme umbrella.
The Weiji umbrella is 33 inches wide and 33 inches long. Compared with ordinary oil-paper umbrellas, it is larger, but it looks very different.
The handle of the Weiji umbrella is made of a keel wrapped with evergreen thunder bamboo. Both the keel and the evergreen thunder bamboo have joints and bamboo joints. The handle of the Weiji umbrella is similar to that of ordinary oil-paper umbrellas. Smooth and without any knots, it has nine knots of even length and equal thickness. The color is green, like fresh and crisp bamboo knots, full of vitality.
Looking carefully, this piece of emerald green seems to be wrapped in a layer of warm jade ooze. The tentacles are warm and delicate. If you look closely, it seems that there is chalcedony inside, glowing with a faint soft light.
Above the open umbrella, it is now a piece of flawless pure white, empty, like spotless white snow, extremely clean, but there is a faint layer of colored light, as if the clouds are dimmed in the clouds and snow, quietly Flowing under this pure white.
Lingchu looked at his natal magic weapon, the Weiji Umbrella, and felt the warmth coming from deep within his heart. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the Weiji Umbrella hanging in the air with his bright eyes.
Reaching out and spreading his palms, the Weiji Umbrella that was originally suspended in the air seemed to have been summoned. With a slight sway, the figure disappeared like water, and in the next breath, it appeared in Lingchu's palm.
Holding the green bamboo and jade-like handle of the Weiji umbrella, Lingchu raised his eyes and glanced at the umbrella, and his mind moved slightly.
I saw that the somewhat translucent umbrella surface was still a pure white color, and the colorful rays of sunlight still slowly flowed and smudged under the umbrella surface, but it was much less eye-catching.
After closing his eyes and sensing it for a moment, Lingchu raised his lips and smiled, then flexibly turned the umbrella handle with his fingertips, and the Weiji umbrella turned very lightly in his hand.
With this rotation, the Weiji umbrella, which was originally larger than an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, became slightly smaller, and in the blink of an eye it became the same as an ordinary umbrella.
Looking at the blank umbrella surface, Lingchu thought carefully for a moment, and finally turned the Weiji umbrella again.
Above the umbrella, a burst of spiritual light suddenly appeared. Within a few breaths, the aura slowly dissipated, and after the aura dissipated, a pattern suddenly appeared on the originally white and flawless umbrella.
Lingchu looked at the pattern carefully for a moment, and finally nodded with satisfaction. Although the pure white umbrella surface is only illuminated by the brilliance of the colorful clouds, which is also extremely beautiful, but that look is really too conspicuous when it is taken out. If it were in the world of cultivation, it would be fine, it would be more exaggerated and conspicuous. There are not many of them, but if you walk in the secular world in the future, the appearance of this Weiji umbrella will be really eye-catching.
