462: C462 artifact spirit

C462 artifact spirit

Yang Junshan originally thought it would take less than a month to refine a Middle Grade Totem, but all of a sudden, three months had passed. That broken mace was like a bottomless pit, Yang Junshan's primeval essence had never filled it up.

He hadn't refined a magical equipment for three months. Even a high grade spiritual equipment wasn't that powerful. Could it be that this magical equipment was actually a treasure?

Yang Junshan felt excited. After three months of absorbing this magic treasure, all the fatigue he brought was gone. He continued to refine this magic treasure while meditating.

Yang Junshan had once heard Ouyang Xu Lin describe to him the detailed classification of magical equipment grade, and usually only when the magical equipment reached the level of a totem would it form an artifact spirit. Of course, this was not absolute, as some high quality magical equipment could also form artifact spirit phantoms, but they were only phantoms.

However, the artifact spirit formed by Spirit Treasures usually had the instinct to protect their master. When the messenger lost the ability to control the spirit artifacts, the spirit artifacts would usually use the body to protect their master, but Spirit Treasures only had instinct.

The Mountain Splitting Saber in Yang Junshan's hand was a low-grade spirit treasure. After refining it, the blade's artifact spirit appeared in his dantian and was nurtured by the Nine Toughened True Divine Light. This spirit artifact spirit looked exactly the same as the Mountain Splitting Saber, but its size was much smaller, only an inch or so long.

However, when the magical equipment reached the level of a treasure, the artifact spirit would undergo another transformation, gaining a portion of spiritual wisdom. It would even be able to communicate with the owner of the treasure simply, and under the situation where the treasure was out of control, it would be able to temporarily control the treasure in place of its master.

However, the spirit of an artifact often depends on the master of the artifact. It can be seen as a part of the master's mind, and thus, when the artifact is refined by different masters, the spirit of the artifact is different as well.

In other words, when the previous master of a treasure was refining it, the artifact spirit that was formed had a technique that sealed the Splitting Mountain Spirit. But when his master changed and was refined by another cultivator, the artifact spirit might still look the same, but its intelligence would no longer have any relation to the previous artifact spirit. The Splitting Mountain Spirit sealed inside would also automatically lose its effectiveness, and the new master of the treasure would need to seal a new technique inside it.

As for what would happen to the spirit of the Dao weapon, even Ouyang Xu Lin herself wasn't sure. However, she once guessed that the spirit of the Dao weapon might still be able to retain part of its memories after its master died, and even have the ability to communicate with its master. Although it was still controlled by its master's consciousness, it might still have an independent ability to think.

Of course, this was only Ouyang Xulin's guess.

In the blink of an eye, another three months passed. Just when Yang Junshan's heart was filled with hope that this broken mace was actually a Dao Artifact, a sense of saturation suddenly came from his spiritual consciousness. Following that, the Nine Toughness primeval essence started to flow back into his body, and Yang Junshan finally realized that this treasure was about to be refined.

Yang Junshan was overjoyed and immediately concentrated on observing the change of this mace. It was very possible that this was a treasure, this was the first time Yang Junshan had seen such a high-grade magic treasure in his previous life.

A mass of spiritual light slowly gathered on the mace, and gradually, a half foot long and lifelike pangolin lay on the mace, its two small eyes opened in a daze. The moment it saw Yang Junshan, it suddenly raised its forelimbs, and a surprised expression appeared on its face as it spoke in human language, "Ah, it's changed master!"

Yang Junshan was truly shocked. At this time, it was one thing for the artifact spirit to be a pangolin, but the crux of the problem was what did it mean by what it said. Could it be that it still remembered the previous owner?

Yang Junshan quickly asked, "How do you know who changed masters? Do you remember who refined your body earlier?"

The little pangolin's eyes were immediately filled with confusion. It shook its head with all its might and said, "Ah, I seem to remember, but I also don't seem to remember. There are many things that are vague and powerful, and they seem to have been scattered.

The small Pangolin chased after its tail and nimbly spun it around on the mace. Suddenly, it saw the broken cross section of the mace behind it, and immediately shouted, "Ah, why did it break, why did my body break? Oh, why am I still alive after my main body was broken? It can't be that my main body was damaged, so I lost a lot of memories?"

Yang Junshan was stunned by this little rascal's words. He couldn't help but ask, "Then do you remember what rank of magical equipment you are? Low rank treasure, middle rank treasure, or high rank?"

"Treasure?"

The little pangolin shook its head. Just when Yang Junshan was about to get overjoyed, the little pangolin said, "I don't know!"

"Then how did your main body shatter, and how did it break, do you remember?"

"Eh, yes, how did my original body break into pieces? Wow, of course it was broken! However, it was shattered by someone. Oh, I can't remember, but it seems like the former master was not as strong as the previous owner, which was why he was broken! "

Yang Junshan felt stifled, so he said: "Tell me about yourself, what do you remember?"

The pangolin's tail and two hind legs easily propped up its upper body, its two front paws were placed on its chest, its eyes were dazed for a moment, then clear, and it said: "Wu, I don't remember, I clearly remember a lot of things, but I just can't remember. How about you help me find the lost fragment of my main body, maybe I can think of even more!"

Yang Junshan asked, "Can you sense where the rest of your body is?"

However, the little guy soon seemed to remember something and became excited. He said, "Ha, that's right, the true essence you have cultivated is very suitable for me to recover. It seems that the source energy you have cultivated is the same as the source energy I have formed."

Yang Junshan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Could it be that the Zhen Yuan cultivated by the previous master of your original body is not compatible with yours?"

The little pangolin nodded and said, "Hm, it is very rare for it to be compatible with me, so my power is rarely displayed. Sigh, but it is now impossible for me to use it completely. My original body has lost two-thirds of its power!"

Yang Junshan continued, "Your main body has lost two-thirds of its strength. Then how can an artifact spirit like you remain in that third of your main body?"

The little Pangolin actually rolled its eyes, it said: "Heh, isn't that simple? That two-thirds of its original body must have broken into a few pieces. That way, that one-third of its original body would actually be the largest, so of course I will stay here as well."2

Yang Junshan still wanted to ask about some information to see if he could trigger the vague memories of the small pangolin, but at this time, this little guy was yawning loudly, and his expression became even more dispirited. He lied on his mace and mumbled, "Aiyo, I just woke up from my sleep, can I take a nap first? I'm too sleepy, if it wasn't for you attracting my true essence, I wouldn't have woken up so soon!"

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand helplessly, and the pangolin jumped into his hand, then it gradually disappeared into his palm. The stone mace that was originally floating in front of him also disappeared.

Yang Junshan closed his eyes, and sank his spiritual sense into his dantian, only to find that this half of the stone mace actually tyrannically landed on the black mountain condensed from his True Divine Light, while the Little Pangolin actually left the body of the stone mace, gathering below the stone mace to lie on the black mountain while sleeping soundly.

This was originally a place where only Yang Junshan's life treasure, the Mountain Lord's Seal could exist. Even though the quality of the Mountain Splitting Saber was much higher than the Mountain Lord's Seal, it could only be nurtured outside of the True Divine Light, otherwise, Yang Junshan would have automatically used his True Divine Light to nurture the Mountain Splitting Saber, otherwise, the Mountain Splitting Saber would have been driven away by the Mountain Lord's Seal. However, the Mountain Splitting Saber really wasn't a match for the half spirit artifact, the Mountain Lord's Seal.

However, when this half of the mace fell into the True Divine Realm, the Mountain Lord's Seal didn't show any hostility, allowing the mace to absorb the True Divine Art to recover. One must know that the Mountain Lord's Seal's artifact spirit was like a tiger in the mountains, this object had a very tyrannical attribute, it was something that couldn't be forced into the domain of the True Divine Realm.

F * ck, could this guy be scared? It seems like this mace is really not simple!

It seemed to understand the advantage of the Mountain Lord's Seal as a spirit treasure. As long as it allowed the Mountain Lord's Seal to absorb the origin energy and restore itself, it would also not show any hostility towards the Mountain Lord's Seal.

As for the Mountain Splitter Saber, it was originally on the periphery of the Dantian. Now that the mace had descended, the Mountain Splitter was able to spontaneously distance itself away from the dantian's core. It also seemed to sense the mysterious aura coming from the mace.

Yang Junshan forced a smile, he originally thought that after opening this treasure wrapped in glass, he would find out the truth about this treasure, but he didn't expect that after obtaining this half of a mace and a muddle-headed pangolin artifact spirit, he instead obtained even more mysteries.

It took Yang Junshan half a year to refine this mace. Although it was impossible for Yang Junshan to spend all his time on refining this mace, there were still a lot of other things he needed to do.

The most important one was the Pearl of Inheritance, which he had obtained on the same night as Shi Dazhang. When the Pearl of Inheritance, which Yang Tian had been unable to open, touched the Nine Toughness primeval essence in Yang Junshan's hand, it was easily opened again.

Earlier, because he had to focus on refining the fossil as his mace, he didn't check the contents of it after he found out that it could be activated. However, Yang Junshan was already excited after seeing the title recorded in the Pearl of Inheritance.

Heaven Shaking Art, this, could it be that the Dao Techniques and Divine Powers recorded in this book?

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