Eternal Sacred King Chapter 120: The horrible strongman 0 years ago
"Innate patterns?" Su Zimo frowned, thoughtfully.
The old man continued: "On the mysterious golden silk armor, the broken pieces are the congenital pattern. Since it is the congenital pattern, the acquired craftsman cannot condense it, no matter how powerful the craftsman is. ."
Su Zimo slowly came to his senses, was shocked, and couldn't help asking: "Master meant that this mysterious golden silk armor is an innate spiritual weapon?"
"It was originally."
The old man showed the color of memory and slowly said: "It is said that a thousand years ago, this mysterious golden silk armor was one of the most powerful defensive magic weapons, and it was famous in the realm of comprehension. It is a pity that this thing was suffered. The devastating destruction, the acquired five spiritual patterns all collapsed, only one congenital pattern remained, and it was broken into several pieces."
"Since the innate spirit weapon is so strong, what destroyed it?" Su Zimo couldn't help asking.
"That's too much."
The old man smiled and said: "The innate spiritual weapon is only a spiritual weapon after all. You have to know that there are magic weapons on top of the spiritual weapon. The innate spiritual weapon is the best weapon for the Jindan real person. It is hard to find. When the cultivation base reaches the Nascent Infant Realm, you will naturally refine magical artifacts and will no longer use spiritual artifacts."
"A powerful magic weapon is enough to destroy the innate spiritual weapon! The two sides are not at the same level at all."
Su Zimo probably understood it.
No matter how sharp the weapons in the mortal world are, they can easily be destroyed when they meet the spiritual weapons used by the cultivators.
"Why is this mysterious golden silk armor in Qifeng's Spirit Tool Pavilion?"
In Su Zimo's view, this inner armor used to be an innate spiritual weapon after all. Even if it is destroyed, it will be stronger than other spiritual weapons.
The old man shook his head and said: "This mysterious golden silk armor has only one broken innate pattern, which is equivalent to a pseudo-spiritual weapon. Although it can resist sharp weapons, it cannot resist spiritual magic because there is no spiritual pattern. Power."
That is to say, a cultivator stabbed a sword, although it would not pierce the black golden silk armor, but the power contained in the flying sword would still be able to kill the flesh through the black golden silk armor!
If the opponent is a foundation-building cultivator and he bursts out spiritual spells, the mysterious golden silk armor will not have any resisting effect.
The old man said again: "What's more, although this mysterious golden silk armor is broken and destroyed, it still weighs ten thousand catties! Which cultivator can bear it? So no one has gone for thousands of years. Touch it, this is almost a tasteless spiritual weapon."
"It weighs tens of thousands of catties, even in those days, there are not many real Jindan people who are capable and qualified to wear it."
The old man seemed to have thought of something again, his expression a little emotional.
Su Zimo naturally knows the weight of the black gold silk armor. If he didn't use the power of his blood, he would not be able to handle this seemingly thin inner armor!
Su Zimo's heart moved, and he suddenly asked: "Since this mysterious golden silk armor is in the sect, that is to say, was someone wearing it in the sect back then?"
The old man was silent.
"Who is this person, is he still in the sect?" Su Zimo was curious in his heart, and asked again.
The old man actually flicked a throbbing deep in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed and shook his head and said: "This person is no longer in the sect. I have never seen him. I just heard some rumors about him. It is said that this person was a strong sect of a thousand years ago. He was invincible in the foundation building and golden core realm of the Northern Desolate Region, and no one can hold his edge!"
Su Zimo's heart was shocked.
Invincible in a realm, how terrifying is this?
"What about after?" Su Zimo asked.
"I don't know, there will be no more rumors of him."
"Falled?"
Su Zimo frowned, and then he thought: "Such a strong man can't easily fall. But why is this person not in the sect now, and it seems that the old man doesn't want to mention it? What is he avoiding?"
was silent for a while, and the bad old man said again: "Since the sect set up the Eight Suffering Array, only two people have survived, one is you and the other is him."
Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly.
The old man waved his hand, seemingly upset, and said: "You send the mysterious golden silk armor back and choose another one. You won't be able to use this spiritual weapon either."
With Su Zimo's current situation, the black gold silk armor is not suitable for him.
But for some reason, Su Zimo always feels that he might be able to use it in the future.
hesitated for a while, Su Zimo said solemnly: "Thank you, Master, but I still decided to choose this mysterious golden silk armor."
The old man frowned, then stopped talking, and finally sighed: "It's up to you, but in the battle with Feng Haoyu, you should be careful. If you lose sight, you will give up and don't hold on."
Su Zimo heard the old man’s concern and responded with a smile.
"By the way, Master, I have a doubt about the refining device."
Su Zimo turned the topic off and said, “Don’t hide from Master, I have successfully refined a lower-grade spirit weapon before the peak of Qifeng’s art. I just don’t know why, I can’t condense the second spirit pattern. Why is this?"
"Haha!"
The old man couldn't help but smile and said, "You kid, it's hidden deep enough. It turns out that you have already refined a low-grade spiritual weapon. Not bad, not bad."
The old man subconsciously thought that Su Zimo was just refining a low-grade spirit weapon.
After laughing, the old man said: "In fact, in the art of refining, the most difficult thing is gathering spirits, but the core step is to temper. The skill of this step is too strong, and the cultivation world is good at practicing. The sect of the instrument ~IndoMTL.com~ has a unique tempering technique."
"There are many impurities in spirit mines. Spirit fire alone is not enough for refining. This requires smart tempering skills to get rid of the impurities."
"The tempering is not in place, there are too many impurities remaining, and the second spiritual mark is forcibly condensed. The forged spiritual tool cannot withstand it, so the spiritual gathering fails and the spiritual tool bursts."
Su Zimo suddenly.
He was unable to condense the second spiritual rune. It was not because the method of gathering spirits was wrong, nor was the level of the spirit mines insufficient, but the technique of tempering was not smart enough.
The old man said: "The sect does not have a very good tempering technique, but don't worry, don't worry, just leave these things to me."
"Hmm."
Su Zimo can clearly feel the importance and love that the old man has placed on him, and this cannot be faked.
Su Zimo bowed deeply before Yu Jian left.
Looking at Su Zimo's back, the old man frowned.
Actually, as early as after Su Zimo had cultivated the third-level spirit fire, he began to search outside for clever tempering techniques, hoping to help Su Zimo improve his refinement realm.
It's a pity that the technique of tempering has always been a secret of the sect, which is too difficult to obtain.
"Oh, it's a shame that the Pearl is in the dust." The old man sighed inwardly, thinking in his heart, after the five peaks became more skilled, he would go outside to see how he would get a book of tempering techniques for Su Zimo. .
suddenly!
The old man's expression changed, and he remembered a detail that was almost ignored.
Mysterious gold silk armor weighs 10,000 jin. How did Su Zimo, an eight-tiered air trainer, put it into a storage bag?
The more the old man thought about it, the more something went wrong, and he wandered around for a long time, but he gave up the idea of going to ask.
"It seems that my disciple is not easy."