Chapter 640 Destroy the dead, strong refining! 【Subscribe】
"Disobedient? Then kill it!"
"Those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish, there is no need for you to exist anymore!"
Wei Han deliberately acted extremely domineering and ruthless!
The power of the Nascent Soul rushed into the three spirit treasures like a stormy sea, smashing them to pieces in an instant, and he continued to occupy the layers of magic circles inside the spirit treasures.
Once the power of his Nascent Soul takes over the entire magic circle!
Wei Han can easily obliterate the spirits of the three spirit treasures, or domesticate and enslave them powerfully, which is also the favorite method of many magicians.
Compared with orthodox monks who spend decades and hundreds of years at every turn, using water to slowly warm up Lingbao instead of cultivating feelings, Wei Han prefers this simple and rude model.
Although the spirit treasures refined in this way cannot communicate with each other, nor can they display their strength beyond normal, but who cares?
Wei Han only uses them as auxiliary spirit treasures, so why would he care if they are close to him or not? Just be obedient!
"Boom!"
The earth-shattering Nascent Soul enters into force to destroy all the way.
The three spiritual treasures subconsciously mobilized energy to counterattack and resist, but under his strong suppression, they were as fragile and pitiful as a sailboat in the waves.
Soon!
He has controlled 70% to 80% of the magic circle inside the three spirit treasures.
Once he controlled the deepest magic circle, the spirits would have no place to hide, so they all became anxious, and the aura on their bodies trembled crazily.
"hehe!"
Wei Hanli ignored their reactions and continued to push and crush them all the way.
After a few breaths, the three weapon spirits who finally couldn't bear it came with the emotion of surrender. No matter how stupid their simple wisdom is, they instinctively don't want to be obliterated.
After all, it is too difficult for the birth of a weapon spirit!
Once they are wiped out, they will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.
"Isn't it enough to do this earlier? Give up resistance and automatically recognize the master, hurry up!"
Wei Han smiled and opened his mouth.
The three weapon spirits quickly gave up resistance, and took advantage of the opportunity to let him imprint his own spiritual consciousness in the deepest part of the magic circle, completely controlling the three spirit treasures.
Next!
They began to float and dance around in front of Wei Han, rubbing against each other like puppies while conveying their flattering emotions.
"good!"
Wei Han smiled in satisfaction, and put them into the storage ring after soothing them a few times, but he still hung the jade pendant on his waist.
This thing must be worn with you to prevent other people's spiritual prying at any time, so he has an extra jade pendant that flashes green light from time to time around his waist, which makes him more handsome and beautiful.
"Thank you for the treasures from the ancestors, and the disciples are very grateful."
Wei Han once again sincerely put a few pieces of spiritual incense on the tablet of the ancestors before turning around and leaving the treasure house.
Shortly after he left, the old farmer in sackcloth came out as the void shook.
He glanced at the few missing vacancies around the Lingbao, and then at the extra Lingxiang, and a warm smile could not help but hang on the corner of his mouth.
…
After half a quarter of an hour
Wei Han stepped into the treasure house of Qingming Peak.
Master Xu Suwan dotes on and loves her dearly, but Qingming Peak still has a Master Jiang Yuan after all, so he doesn't dare to plunder too blatantly, everything is done.
Wei Han first collected a wave of tier-4 and tier-5 classics!
Immediately afterwards, he picked dozens of good-looking spiritual grasses, spiritual mines, and treasures of heaven and earth.
As for the Lingbao and other things, he didn't touch them any more, and turned around and went to the Holy Land Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
There is a scripture room on the top floor, which contains a large number of real secrets that are not accessible to non-sage sons and masters who are in the spiritual realm. Now Wei Han finally has the qualification to enter.
"Son!"
"Son!"
Wei Han's figure just appeared outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.
All the disciples from various peaks who came in and went out respectfully said hello.
At this moment, his name is well known in the entire sect, so naturally no one dares not to take notice, even the elders guarding the Sutra Pavilion couldn't help but show up in person.
"The Holy Son is here, but is he going to the scripture room?"
A thin old man in a gray robe asked enthusiastically.
"Not bad." Wei Han arched his hands and said politely, "Please trouble me, senior!"
"No need to be polite, the old man will lead the way, please!"
The gray-robed old man led the way cheerfully, and every disciple he passed along the way saluted respectfully, and there were even a few personal disciples who had been acquainted with each other before, bowing their hands in complicated expressions.
Recall that not long ago, I was just a Xiaozong cultivator who had just come to Wanxinghai!
In a flash, Shenjian has such a status, and Wei Han can't help but sigh in his heart.
Stepping into the scripture room silently all the way, he found that it was really full of all kinds of jade slips, the worst of which were the top-level inheritance of the fourth level, and there were even more inheritances of the fifth level.
It's just that the complete training of the gods is a little pathetic!
After a full search, I only found dozens of them, most of which are still incomplete versions, and only eight of them truly have a complete inheritance.
"Just so little? Is it a little less?" Wei Han frowned.
"A lot." The thin old man in the gray robe said with a light smile: "The exercises of refining the spirit and body have been inherited and withered, and the high-level real skills are even rarer. Our ancestors in the Holy Land have collected tens of thousands of years to accumulate these. Don't you think that true skills are all bad street things?"
Wei Han is speechless!
Thinking about it, it's really not easy to find the high-level real magic skills.
If he didn't have the treatment of the Holy Son now, even with the support of Qingming Peak and Wuliang Peak, he would only be able to find some incomplete true skills. It would be unthinkable to come here to find a complete inheritance.
After all, these are existences that cannot be bought with spirit stones.
"Complete high-level true skills are very rare and rare. Even some loose cultivator Yuanying families have no inheritance. They can only dig some ancient caves to try their luck day after day. It is impossible to buy them outside."
"High-level and complete true skills such as refining the gods and body are rare to see in thousands of years. Every inheritance here is snatched back by our ancestors in the Holy Land with one sword and one sword, and there is endless blood behind each copy. and killing, do you understand?"
The thin old man in the gray robe introduced with a solemn face.
Wei Han immediately felt the heaviness contained in it.
Each jade slip stored here represents countless human lives. This is the property that the ancestors of the sect have worked so hard to accumulate, and the younger generations should cherish it!
"The disciple's words are useless, please forgive me, seniors!"
Wei Han sighed with sincerity, and then carefully looked through these classics.
The scripture room really deserves to be a treasure place for centralized storage of classics in the Holy Land. The inventory is indeed much larger than that of Qingming Peak and Wuliang Peak, and many of the classics are ancient orphans.
For a while, Wei Han couldn't help but be mesmerized by watching it!
(end of this chapter)