When the runes are thrown into the sea, there is no movement at all.
Wang Zijia, who had been prepared for a long time, was not surprised at all. He continued to condense the bloody runes with spiritual ink, put them into the iron plate, and refined the runes.
In this way, time passed by unconsciously.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed quietly.
Wang Zijia had already consumed three of the basketball-sized spiritual ink balls, and his abyss of mana had also been exhausted several times.
Fortunately, there is a body that controls the fourth-grade spiritual veins, which can be continuously transported and invested, so there is no need to worry about consumption.
The mottled mysterious iron sign has now turned blood red, and it looks like a carving with countless runes flashing on it.
"stretch!"
Suddenly a slight vibration came from the iron plate. After half a month of refining, the iron plate finally softened a little.
When Wang Zijia saw this, his eyes flashed.
He finally figured out that the original level of this thing should be very terrifying.
After all, it was completely damaged, leaving only a 'corpse' with no special abilities, which was equivalent to a little mixed material. It took him half a month to react before he could react. Even the corpse of a sixth-grade magic weapon could not do it!
At this moment, Wang Zijia's hands appeared as phantoms.
"rise!"
With a sound of "Lihe", a small half of the spiritual ink left in front of him suddenly exploded and turned into countless runes, forming a rune ball and surrounding the iron plate in the center.
As the blood runes flashed, they stopped for a moment.
"melt!"
As Wang Zijia applied force again, all the runes penetrated into the iron plate like lightning.
The iron plate began to vibrate, and the hard surface softened slightly, just like a piece of wax began to half-melt when exposed to high temperatures.
And it gradually expanded until it turned into a gel and could no longer soften.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia decisively changed the method and started the second stage of the hundred-refined steel method.
The blood-colored book and iron piece suspended in front of him vibrated and moved closer to each other.
A little bit of fearful and ignorant emotions came out from the bloody book. Wang Zijia was distracted and comforted, and his movements did not stop at all.
The magic power is like money, it penetrates into it.
The two things finally came together, and the silicone-like iron piece, squeezed by Wang Zijia's magic power, merged in little by little with difficulty.
In the area where the two objects come into contact, the iron plaque melts away like a piece of wax and spreads around the book.
I sensed it for a moment, but it couldn't go on like this. It couldn't reach the lowest fusion critical point!
Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly.
Opening his mouth, three bright blood beads were suddenly spat out.
"The value of cultivation is -300,000!"
Daoxing: five hundred years (20.6 million/40 million)
The blood droplets turned into blood-colored aura and blessed the hundred-refined steel technique, and the effect of the technique instantly multiplied several times.
The already softened iron piece accelerated the integration process again.
The bloody book began to vibrate continuously. Gradually, cracks appeared on the cover of the book, and painful emotional fluctuations came from the book.
Wang Zijia's complexion changed slightly, the fusion was about to fail!
Opening his mouth again, three more droplets of blood were spat out.
"The value of cultivation is -300,000!"
Daoxing: five hundred years (20.3 million/40 million)
It was beaten into books and iron pieces by Wang Zijia, and turned into the last resource.
"Crack!"
With the final burst of spiritual light, the iron plate and the book completely merged together and became a whole.
After the inspiration, the bloody book was covered with cracks, and an iron piece seemed to be welded to the cover.
In the adhesion area, there is a small amount of molten iron, which is like a gelatinous wax oil, spreading to the surroundings, as if it is forced to stick together.
Wang Zijia smiled when he saw in front of him that his spirituality was not rising but was declining, and that it looked extremely ugly and had turned into a piece of rubbish.
For orthodox weapon refiners, this weapon refinement can simply become a classic case of failure.
The standard is to lose your wife and lose your troops!
But... this is an artifact, no longer a book or an iron piece. This is the fundamental difference.
Wang Zijia's mind moved and she started the exchange.
All the messy things that were integrated into the bloody book were exchanged for the value of the artifact itself.
"Value +46.76 million!"
"Weng!"
At this moment, the spiritual intelligence of the book, which had been extremely dim and would disappear the next moment, suddenly became active as if it had been injected with chicken blood.
When the book shook, the iron piece half embedded in the cover of the book quickly merged into the book and disappeared.
Also disappearing were the dense cracks on the book.
The book returned to its beautiful appearance like blood-colored jade, and at the same time burst out with bright spiritual light.
The next moment, the book soared into the sky and exploded in front of Wang Zijia's eyes.
It turned into an endless bloody sunset, filling the entire gray sky of the Strange Territory.
At this moment, the entire strange space began to shake slightly.
At the same time, Wang Zijia, who was sitting cross-legged, floated upward uncontrollably and flew into the boundless glow of the sky.
At this moment, Wang Zijia seemed to sense the entire treacherous realm. He was like the incarnation of heaven in the treacherous realm, and could knead this space at will.
With a subconscious thought, I saw that in the center of the strange domain below, the originally strange Nanfeifang City, the strangeness subsided, the buildings were renovated, and in the blink of an eye it changed into what it looked like thousands of years ago, as if it had just been built.
Several meat field areas in Fang City are sinking rapidly and have become several underground spaces.
There was no time to do anything else. The next moment, the rays of light in the sky began to fall downwards.
It turns into a colorful light rain all over the world and blends into every part of the Demonic Domain.
Wang Zijia also froze.
"Cultivation value +100,000!"
"Cultivation value +100,000!"
"·······"
After being completely refined by him and no doubt different from his natal magic weapon, the promotion of the book also led to the promotion of his cultivation level.
This kind of opportunity is almost a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
A sea of spiritual power was sucked into the entire treacherous realm. The endless spiritual power was like the sea water rolling back, forming a whirlpool sea eye with Wang Zijia as the center, converging towards him.
Wang Zijia also fell into crazy absorption.
······
At this moment, earth-shaking changes took place in the strange realm.
The Shenhong Realm, the unknown realm, an unknown space.
This entire space is filled with endless flesh and blood, like a world of flesh and blood.
The squirming flesh and blood suddenly stopped for a moment, and a human face emerged.
"Is this... the era of evil finally coming?"
"I've waited for you nine thousand Huiyuan, but it's here!"
·······
Shenhong Realm, Central Immortal Realm, unknown space.
This is a place as perfect as the legendary fairyland!
Fairy spirit fills the whole world.
Cranes are flying, deer are singing, and magical fairy fish are swimming in the water.
Numerous spiritual plants and fairy grass grow wantonly under the nourishment of the fairy spirit.
Fairy treasures and wonderful flowers compete with each other, just like a dream.
The amazing thing is that in such a privileged world, there should be immortals everywhere, but in fact not a single monk is born.
Not even half intelligent life exists!
Of course, there is no half-monster or pollution.
Perfect yet abnormal, like a paradise no one has ever discovered.
At the very center of the world, there is a pillar of light that reaches the sky, supporting the world like a sky pillar.
The rich fairy spirit penetrated downwards from the sky of the light pillar, and overflowed out in strands, creating a grand scene for the entire world.
Under the beam of light, the target of the infusion of endless fairy spirit energy was a huge magical altar. In the altar, an old man with fairy spirit suddenly opened his eyes.
At that moment, two divine lights pierced the entire world.
The bright eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, as if they had experienced endless years.
"How can the aura of orthodox spiritual cultivators be revived?"
"We should have banned it back then. What went wrong?"
The old man frowned slightly and began to pinch his fingers.
The next moment, boundless golden light and overwhelming blood filled Lao Dao's eyes, making one eye red gold and the other blood red.
The whole world is dyed in two colors because of this.
The old Taoist's aura fluctuated for a while, and the light beam reaching the sky became unstable for a moment. He immediately stopped his calculations and returned to normal after a while.
He frowned and remained silent for a long time.
······
In the Demon Realm, the sunset glow turns into endless light rain, blending into any corner of the Demon Realm.
Wang Zijia was floating in the air, and the center of the sea-eye-like spiritual vortex was constantly absorbing spiritual power and transporting it towards the main body.
Wanyuzong, in the underground base of Baitaofeng.
Wang Zijia's body was also floating in the room in the same posture, with a strong suction force that also absorbed the spiritual power of the spiritual veins.
At the same time, the skin demon clones are also constantly sending spiritual power over. Under the double blessing, his cultivation level improved rapidly.
In his mind, the golden light of the golden scale filled the entire sea of consciousness and swayed violently. For the first time, Wang Zijia sensed that the equivalent scale was so active.
"Cultivation value +5.67 million!"
Daoxing: five hundred years (25.97 million/40 million)
After a long time, when the spiritual power of the entire Strange Realm space dropped by about 30%, all the movements slowly subsided.
At this moment, Wang Zijia, who was floating above the strange realm, suddenly opened his eyes.
A strong light flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, rays of light began to gather in front of him.
A bloody book slowly condensed in front of Wang Zijia.
The size of a double-page A4 paper, three to four inches thick, the transparent body is like a blood-colored jadeite, extremely exquisite.
Not only the cover, but also the pages of the book have become the texture of blood jade, no longer ordinary paper pages.
On the cover of the book, there is Wang Zijia holding a golden scale with a faint smile. In the balance, several red copper weights fell into it.
Rich treasure light emitted, and the powerful aura was undoubtedly revealed.
Item: False Dao Zhenlu Seal
Belongs to: natal magic weapon
Level: Fourth-grade magic weapon (medium-grade 131.33 million/150 million)
Format: book
Status: nascent spiritual intelligence
Function 1: Inheritance, when using this to draw the target's inheritance, the effect is doubled. It is easier to extract all the inheritance and the pain is lessened.
Function 2: Book space. At the current level of cultivation, there is no limit on the number of sealed pages, but the maximum volume of each page cannot exceed five million cubic meters, and the actual volume of the total storage cannot exceed ten million cubic meters, which is half of the space of the Strange Realm.
The mysterious realm has completely become the internal space of this book.
Function 3: Alternate true and false, ultimate disguise.
Function 4 (power of magic weapon, ultimate sublimation): sealing talisman and gathering together.
(End of chapter)
