Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 119 Innate Spirit Artifact

Qi Feng ended, and many disciples gradually dispersed.

The old man stopped Su Zimo, came to the Lingyi Pavilion, and said with a smile: "The reward of Qifeng No. 1 is that you can choose any spiritual artifact in the Lingqi Pavilion and go in."

This time Su Zimo won the top of Qi Qi, and the old man also felt light on his face, and looked at Su Zimo's eyes with relief.

In Qifeng's Spirit Hall, there are both pseudo-spirits and lower-grade spirits. As for middle-grade spirits, they have to step into the basement and become disciples before they are eligible to receive them on Jifeng.

In fact, with Su Zimo's current refining technique, the Xiapin Spirit Artifact is no longer attractive to him.

But after all, it was the Zongmen Lingqi Pavilion, and Su Zimo still planned to go in for a circle.

"There are many kinds of spirits in the Spirit Pavilion. What are your plans?" The old man asked.

Su Zimo shook his head and asked, "What advice does Master have?"

"There is really one."

The old man groaned a little, and said, "After Wufeng compares his skills, you still have a battle with Feng Haoyu. In all fairness, your victory is not big in this battle."

This is of course just a euphemism.

In Wufeng's first eye, Su Zimo did not have a small chance of winning, but had no chance of winning!

The bad old man said again: "So, I suggest you choose a defensive magic weapon, so even if you lose, there is a defense magic weapon to prevent it from falling seriously."

There are generally three types of artifacts. One is the offensive artifact, the most common one is the flying sword; the second is the defensive artifact, such as shields, heart mirrors, armors, and so on. Spirit-like artifacts, with strange shapes and different uses.

If it is an offensive spirit, the more spirit patterns and the higher the rank, the stronger the power of outbreak will be.

Similarly, if it is a defensive spirit, the higher the rank, the higher the damage that can be resisted.

Su Zimo nodded, nodded, and then walked into the Lingering Pavilion.

A row of platoons of weapons are placed in the Spirit Pavilion, with flying swords mostly, defensive spirits and auxiliary spirits.

Su Zimo scanned it from start to finish and found nothing particularly useful to himself.

Defensive spirits, Su Zimo can be refined at any time, there is no need to choose here.

As for other types of spiritual artifacts, to today's Su Zimo, they can only be regarded as chicken ribs.

Just when Su Zimo wanted to pick a magic weapon and left, he suddenly saw a golden light in the corner of his eye, which was fleeting.

"Ok?"

Su Zimo stopped and looked sideways.

After looking around, Su Zimo did not find the place where the golden light was shining. The glance just before seemed to be an illusion.

Su Zimo stood still, and after a short pause, Jinguang flashed again!

This time, Su Zimo looked carefully.

The source of this golden light is reflected from the ground in a corner of the defensive spirit.

"How can the ground reflect gold light?"

Su Zimo secretly said strangely, approached and looked carefully.

There seemed to be a golden silk cloth on the ground, covered with dust, and I didn't know how long it had been here, no one moved.

The golden light is refracted from this thick dust.

The artifacts in the Spirit Pavilion, whether they are pseudo-spirals or inferior spirits, are placed on unique stone shelves.

Why is this golden silk cloth thrown on the ground?

Su Zimo waved his sleeve robe, brushed the dust off, and stared intently.

This golden silk cloth seems to be a defensive inner armour. It is woven of gold wire, a thin layer, spread on the ground, and a layer of dust has fallen, even if you pass by, it is difficult to notice.

This 'seems' to be a false spirit.

The reason seems to be because this inner armor had a spirit pattern, but it was broken into several pieces. Even if the aura was injected, it was obviously unable to exert the true power of the spirit.

But the strange thing is that if the artifact is dealt a devastating blow, the spirit pattern will collapse, and it will not break into pieces at all, and most of the artifact will also break.

And the inner nails in front of them not only remain intact, but also the spirit pattern has not collapsed!

This is contradictory.

Su Zimo groaned a little, intending to choose this pseudo-spirit as his reward for the top of the instrument.

Su Zimo stretched out his palm and grabbed the golden inner armor on the ground at will. He was about to get up and leave, but his appearance changed.

"Ok?"

"Not moving?"

The golden silk armor was still on the ground, and it remained motionless.

You know, although Su Zimo did not use the power of Qi and blood, but he just grabbed it and it was full of power!

"How heavy is this stuff?"

Su Zimo's face was surprised, she reached out her hands and lifted up!

The golden inner armour was only slightly lifted, but it still stood on the ground.

Su Zimo finally knew why this golden inner nail was thrown on the ground at will.

If you put it on the stone frame, I'm afraid it will be crushed!

Su Zimo moved his heart, took off the storage bag, moved the blood, a light flashed deep in the eyes, the blue tendons on the body surface were exposed, the blood vessels bulged, and a shocking force burst from the body, pulling the golden inner nails sharply. , Tuck it into the storage bag.

No matter how many things go into the storage bag, they will be as light as air.

Su Zimo gradually calmed down his blood, and after the monster form disappeared, he walked out of the Lingering Pavilion.

"Did you choose?" The old man waited at the door and asked Su Zimo after he came out.

Su Zimo nodded, hesitated a moment, or said, "I saw a golden inner armor in it, which was weird. I didn't know the origin, so I brought it out."

"Golden Armor?"

The old man frowned, thinking for a moment, his face changed, exclaimed: "Mysterious silk armor!"

"Xuanjin Silk Armor, is this pseudo-spirit called the name?" Su Zimo murmured.

"Pseudopsychic?"

The old man's eyes became extremely weird.

"Isn't it a pseudo-spiritual? I saw a spirit pattern on it, but it was broken into pieces and it can no longer be used. It can only be regarded as a pseudo-spiritual." Su Zimo said.

The old man had a look of emotion, and suddenly asked, "Su Zimo, how many levels do you know of a spiritual artifact?"

"Four floors, lower, middle, upper and best." Su Zimo replied.

After a pause, Su Zimo thought of one of his previous speculations, and said, "The four spirit patterns are the best, and maybe there are five spirit patterns, which can be called perfect spirits."

The bad old man applauded, and nodded, "Yes, there is a perfect magic weapon above the best."

Immediately afterwards, the old man replied sharply and asked, "But you know, what else is perfect?"

"There is still perfect?" Su Zimo was surprised.

The bad old man Shen said: "The perfect is the innate, the innate artifact!"

"What is an innate artifact?"

"Heaven and earth have bred and formed after drawing countless years of aura. The perfect spirit has five spirit patterns, but on the innate spirit there are six spirit patterns! The sixth one is called the innate pattern!"

Thank you Yu Jingjing, desperately Saburo, no longer waiting, Honglian's reward ~

(End of this chapter)