Aiming for the Immortal Path

"Um?"

Su Twelve squinted his eyes and looked at the items he took out.

It was a white object that was no more than an inch long and looked like an eye.

The strange thing is that this thing is said to be an eye, but it has eyes but no pupils. Moreover, it was covered with fine cracks and its luster was dim, just like a low-grade magic weapon that was about to be scrapped.

Su Twelve's brows suddenly knitted into a Sichuan shape. His first reaction was, is this old man trying to make fun of him?

He was secretly annoyed and was about to refuse when he saw Jiang Feixue winking at him secretly.

This surprised him greatly, and he quickly used his clairvoyance technique to take a look.

At this sight, his pupils suddenly shrank.

From this item, he sensed a rich spiritual energy.

The richness of this spiritual essence was almost as strong as the spiritual essence he saw from the Five Elements Spirit Pearl.

This thing is not simple!

Su Twelve only glanced at it, then immediately looked away, and asked lightly: "What is this?"

A flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes.

This guy is not simple! At such a young age, he is so experienced and mature in his work!

It's a pity, no matter how clever you are, I don't believe you can't be moved?

As soon as his mind changed, the old man immediately said seriously: "Fellow Taoist, since you have practiced the celestial eye technique, you should be able to see that this object contains the spiritual essence that only spiritual weapons can have."

"Strictly speaking, this can no longer be called a magical weapon. It is a pseudo-spiritual weapon between a magical weapon and a spiritual weapon."

"This is a good thing. If I didn't need Lingzhi to find someone to make elixirs and improve my cultivation, I wouldn't trade it with anyone."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Jiang Feixue curled his lips and said, "Hey, old man! Calling it a fake spiritual weapon is a bit too much. This thing has lost most of its spirituality, and it is just a low-grade magic weapon at best!"

"Besides, what is this crap thing for?"

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Ahem..." Hearing Jiang Feixue's words, the old man's face turned red and he suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.

Even he didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

He had no choice but to shrink his neck and said:

"Having said that, the spiritual accumulation on it is genuine. Even if you don't know its use, it is of great benefit to use it to cultivate other magic weapons, right?!"

"How about this, plus my treasure map, in exchange for twenty of your spiritual plants?"

At the end of the sentence, the old man frowned and looked pitiful.

"Hmm..." Jiang Feixue pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Su Twelve, "Brother Zhu, this old man looks quite pitiful, why not give it to him instead?"

When Su Twelve saw Jiang Feixue like this, he immediately knew that he should know this thing.

At that moment, he pretended to be helpless and nodded, "Forget it! I'll let you know which spiritual plants you want. I also have 100-year-old ginseng, 100-year-old astragalus, and 100-year-old Ganoderma lucidum..."

Su Twelve opened his mouth and told the other party the names of more than ten spiritual plants.

"Ginseng, Astragalus, Ganoderma lucidum, Du Ruo, Shannai, please get four of each of these!" The old man shouted with a smile on his face and couldn't wait to get it.

Su Twelve looked indifferent and quickly took out the spiritual plant and handed it to the other party. At the same time, he took the eye magic weapon and the sheepskin diagram.

Throughout the whole process, he activated his clairvoyance technique, fearing that the old man was cheating.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

After getting the spiritual plant, the old man left immediately.

Seeing the old man's back disappear, Su Twelve turned to look at Jiang Feixue.

"Brother Jiang, do you know the use of this thing?"

Jiang Feixue looked complacent and said with a smile: "That's natural! I'm a top weapon refiner. Others don't know this, but it can't trouble me!"

"Brother Jiang, please give me some advice!" Su Twelve asked cooperatively with a smile on his face.

"Don't take this advice seriously. If I admit it correctly, this object is called the Eye of Delirium. It is an extremely rare eye-like pseudo-spiritual weapon."

"After it is activated, it can emit a glare of divine consciousness and directly attack the opponent's consciousness."

"Brother Zhu, you found a treasure this time!"

Jiang Feixue crossed her arms on her chest and smiled very happily. It was obvious that Su Twelve got the thing, but she was even happier than getting the treasure herself.

"What? Divine consciousness glare?!" Su Twelve was shocked when he heard this.

Now he is not a novice in cultivating immortals. His divine sense can only be cultivated by foundation-building monks. This is what he relies on to fly with a sword.

But if you want to urge your spiritual consciousness to leave the body and attack, only the legendary golden elixir monks can do it.

"Brother Jiang, are you sure? Isn't it true that even a foundation-building monk can't deal with a divine consciousness attack?"

Jiang Feixue smiled and continued to explain: "Brother Zhu, it's not that exaggerated!"

"The power of this divine consciousness glare is limited, and it can only cause some minor trouble to the foundation-building monks."

"And this pseudo-spiritual weapon is seriously damaged. After repairing it, it can only be used three times at most."

Used three times? Can it cause some trouble to the foundation-building monks?

Su Twelve was shocked and continued to ask: "Then how to repair this thing?"

Jiang Feixue smiled lightly and said: "It's simple. Look at the eyes of Po Lu, do they look like eye sockets with eyes but no eyes?"

"Just find a monster's eyeball and refine it into it!"

"The stronger the monster is during its lifetime, the more powerful its divine consciousness will be after refining.

The force will be greater. If there were eyes that were as powerful as foundation-building monsters, they would really be able to cause a lot of damage to foundation-building monks! "

When it comes to weapon refining, Jiang Feixue obviously knows a lot, and all kinds of information comes from her mouth.

But the speaker has no intention and the listener has intention.

Hearing this last sentence, Su Twelve's heart trembled again, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

At this moment, he just felt that this thing was tailor-made for him.

You know, in his storage ring, there is also the body of a fire cloud python that is comparable to a monk in the middle of the Foundation Establishment period.

He already had a plan for the Fire Cloud Python's bones. Unexpectedly, my eyes can come in handy sometimes.

"Brother Jiang, you helped me again!" Su Twelve smiled and hurriedly cupped his hands and fists at Jiang Feixue to express his gratitude.

"Hehe, Brother Zhu, what you said is so true. You saved my life, so I'm doing a little favor for you. Isn't it right?"

"What are we two brothers talking about? We should take out the treasure map quickly. If there is a location for the Golden Holy Spirit Spring, we can go and have a look."

Jiang Feixue chuckled, and as she spoke, she stood on tiptoes, put her arms around Su Twelve's neck, and patted Su Twelve's shoulder like a brother.

However, when he smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her body, Su Twelve didn't know whether to regard her as a man or a woman.

For a moment, I couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

Then he smiled calmly and hurriedly unfolded the sheepskin picture.

The route on the map is clear, and the marked Golden Holy Spirit Spring is located in a poisonous swamp deep in Yunmeng Ze.

"Evil Pit?! That old man really has no good intentions. The Golden Holy Spirit Spring is the most holy thing. How could it be in a place like that?"

Jiang Feixue stretched her neck and glanced, reacted immediately, curled her lips, and muttered dissatisfiedly.