From growth to maturity, this spiritual root requires at least ten years of continuous care.

In particular, the supply of essence and blood cannot be missing. You must let your essence and blood flow on this spiritual root at all times.

That's all.

Only then can he turn it into his own magic weapon when his spiritual root grows, and turn it into a blood-refining magic weapon that belongs exclusively to martial arts monks.

honestly.

Yun Hai has long been envious of the pair of treasured armor in Governor Mo's mansion, but unfortunately it was a gift from the dynasty and he couldn't get it.

But it's different now.

If he really mastered the magical weapon, then he would be the only one among the martial arts monks.

The sea of ​​clouds slowly moved away.

He was preparing to choose his own spiritual root.

The four of them, Yunfeng and Qingfeng, followed Wei Yi and walked towards the square of the Taoist temple.

This square is at the highest point.

In the square of the Taoist temple, looking down, it seems as if the entire Taoist temple is in the sea of ​​clouds.

It looks like a fairy mist.

Very ethereal, very earthy!

At this moment, everyone was sitting cross-legged in the square of the Taoist temple, holding the objects in their hands in the Yin and Yang technique.

They are all quietly sensing.

It seems that he is familiar with the items in his hands.

And at a certain moment, Wei Yi suddenly waved his sleeves!

"brush!"

Colorful lights appeared from the square.

The next moment, the jade flags, the demon refining pot, the three-legged tripod, the yin-yang mirror, the golden sword, the seven-star sword, the Hunyuan umbrella, the jade beads, the colorful and exquisite pagoda... all turned into colorful treasures.

Then, it floated in front of everyone.

Only a faint voice was heard, echoing back and forth throughout the Taoist temple:

"Xuan Tian Qi Ling, edict!"

"..."
Chapter completed!