Sorry, I Am Invincible

The Soul Recovering Sword appeared in Luo Chen's hands, and the thing he wanted to ask Uncle Luo was how to make the Soul Recovering Sword into a Taoist tool.

Dao Qi is divided into low-grade Dao Qi, middle-grade Dao Qi, high-grade Dao Qi and excellent Dao Qi.

And his Soul Rejuvenation Sword was just a spiritual weapon, not an influent weapon at all.

If you want to refine the complex spirit sword into a lower-grade Taoist artifact, not only a lot of spiritual energy is needed, but also many rare materials.

"If I want to refining the complex spirit sword into a lower-grade Taoist tool, other materials are easy to say, but there are two materials I can't get together, that is, too fine iron and platinum stone." Luo Chen stroked himself The complex spirit sword that has been repaired a long time ago, I want to refine this complex spirit sword into a lower-grade Taoist implement.

However, these two materials are not obligatory. If you get a good low-grade Dao implement at will, if you dissolve it and then blend it into the complex spirit sword, the complex-spirit sword can be refined into a low-rank Dao implement immediately.

"Too fine iron? Platinum stone?" Luo Shu frowned slightly.

Both of these materials are very rare in Mount Mang, not to mention in the tribe.

"If you can leave Mangshan and go to the city of Tianshan, in those chambers of commerce, there are too many meteorite iron and platinum stones for sale." Luo Shu thought for a while and continued: "It's just that Mangshan is too big, and go to The journey of the Tianshan City is too far away. If you want to go, I am afraid it will take more than half a year or even a year to travel."

"Furthermore, your complex spirit sword seems to be of much better quality than my tungsten wheel. It needs a lot of spiritual energy. I am afraid that it needs at least half of the fourth-order spiritual vein." Luo Shu waved his hand, and a black light surrounded his hand. The last round of discs appeared in his hands.

This disc is extremely sharp, with a trace of lightning flowing above it, exuding bursts of Dao aura, it seems that this is the tungsten gold wheel of Uncle Luo's low-grade Taoist tool.

It's just that this wheel of tungsten and gold appears very ordinary in the lower grade Taoist artifacts, and even the breath is looming, and it can't flow out all the time.

If the tungsten wheel was decomposed and melted into Luo Chen's Soul Rejuvenation Sword, it would only turn the Soul Rejuvenation Sword into a semi-low-grade Taoist artifact.

"City of the Tianshan Mountains? Half a fourth-order spiritual vein?" Luo Chen muttered, thinking that it would take five fifth-order spiritual veins, and it would take five months to get enough spiritual veins.

"Actually, it is very difficult to refine lower-grade Taoist artifacts. It took me nearly twenty years for this wheel of tungsten to successfully refine it." Luo Shu sighed.

Reiki is not the problem, the biggest problem is the material.

Uncle Luo can condense a fifth-order spiritual vein in ten months, but the materials are not easy to find.

If Luo Chen had five fifth-order spiritual veins now, but there was not too much meteorite iron and platinum stones, there would be no way to refine the complex spirit sword into a low-grade Dao weapon.

"Is that so?" Luo Chen nodded slightly.

"But this is not anxious, the time is still long, let's slowly condense the spiritual veins." Luo Chen breathed, and a large amount of spiritual energy entered the body again, slowly condensing the spiritual veins.

"That's what I said." Uncle Luo nodded.

Now that you have come to this place, you need aura no matter what you do, and you must condense the aura into a spiritual vein.

"If this is the case, then I won't bother you." Uncle Luo was about to withdraw.

Luo Chen responded, and Uncle Luo was also ready to withdraw.

But when he was about to quit, he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head and said to Luo Chen: "Oh, by the way, Luo Chen, I know that there may be too much meteorite iron and platinum stone in a place."

"Oh, Uncle Luo, talk about it quickly." Luo Chen immediately came deep, his eyes gleaming.

"Although Mount Mang is large, it takes more than half a month for patriarchs like the original realm to get out of Mount Mang, and there are not many, but there is a place called the'fallen gorge', which is well known to all tribes of Mount Mang. "When Uncle Luo talked about the place, his expression was both fearful and excited.

What I am afraid of is that the place is very dangerous when I hear its name. What I am excited about is that the so-called riches and wealth are in danger. There must be many treasures in that place.

"Fallen Canyon?" Luo Chen also showed the same look as Uncle Luo, but without an expression of fear.

"Yes, it's just that the place is very dangerous. Even our patriarch will die in nine deaths, but..." When Luo Shu's expression suddenly changed, he showed regret, and listened to him again: "I shouldn't put this The thing told you, because it is too dangerous, I'm afraid you really went to that place to look for too meteorite iron and platinum stone."

Uncle Luo also regretted suddenly, what if Luo Chen really went and died in that place.

"Hey, Luo Chen, you forgot about this."

Uncle Luo originally intended to help Luo Chen, so he kindly told him about this, but he had forgotten Luo Chen's realm for a while, so he felt a little guilty.

Luo Chen naturally knew what Uncle Luo was thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't worry Uncle Luo, I won't go."

"Really?" Uncle Luo asked.

He was really afraid that Luo Chen would go. Although the lower-grade Taoist artifacts were tempting, life was still more important.

"Really." Luo Chen smiled and patted his chest to show that what he said was true.

"That's good." Luo Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "If this is the case, you can rest well, and I will see you next time."

"Okay, I'll send you out." Luo Chen got up and walked out with Uncle Luo.

After Uncle Luo left, Luo Chen sat cross-legged, remembering the "fallen gorge" mentioned by Uncle Luo just now.

"If there are too many meteorite iron and platinum stones in that place, then it is worth the risk." Luo Chen thought like this in his heart.

Although he was in the Origin Realm now, he was nothing at all in the Black Dragon Tribe. It would be difficult to win against Patriarch Shi Tian with such strength.

But everything is possible, as long as one's own rejuvenating sword is refined into a low-grade Taoist weapon, it is not without a chance to win against Patriarch Shi Tian.

The most important thing is that there is a Kunpeng mark deep in his mind, and his potential has not been fully stimulated.

This Kunpeng mark is Luo Chen's own thing, this mark must have great magical powers, but I don't know how to use it.

You must know that when the Kunpeng body was in full strength, when he was angry, even the mountain city of that day would be destroyed in an instant, and it was tens of thousands of times stronger than the original state.

"I still have to study this Kunpeng mark. If I can study some magical powers, then I am not afraid of the danger of the fallen canyon." Luo Chen closed his eyes and began to comprehend the Kunpeng mark.

As for the ascension level, I had no clue at all, and I didn't know where to ascend from, so I stopped for the time being.

"Anyway, with the strength of my Origin Realm, I can definitely create a piece of heaven and earth in Mang Mountain. After all, that clan elder Shi Tian is nothing but Origin Realm." Luo Chen knew very well that these tribes in various parts of Mang Mountain were the strongest. It may be in the original environment.