The first cause of all realms

Chapter 626: The Power of the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors! (first update)
"hold head high!"

The brilliant golden light enters the eyes, and the brilliant dragon chant enters the ears.

In a daze, Yang Ju seemed to see the golden dragon on top of the ocean again, groaning angrily and asking the heavens for a way to survive...

It seems like a moment, and it seems like a long time later, the dragon chant and the golden light all dissipate, and with it, there is also the golden silk book that carries the true shape map.

Instead, a pair of pocket scissors that were dark gold in color, with double dragon patterns hovering on them...

[Golden dragon scissors prototype (lower magic weapon)]

【Category: Attack】

[Characteristics: two breaks]

[Actuated by the aura of heaven and earth, when urged, the head of the dragon soul intersects like scissors, its tail twists like strands, and the middle part is broken in two]

[Status: Warming]

"That's it, done?"

The refining of the golden dragon scissors went incredibly smoothly, and it was a little surprised that it went smoothly to Yang prison. The prepared methods were useless.

but……

"This is too small..."

Pick up the small golden scissors with two fingers, gently open and close, and an extremely sharp breath burst out between the opening and closing.

laugh!
The wooden table and the wall in front of him were cut in two at once, but the scar was actually smaller, it was more like a penetration than a two-cut.

"Different from magic tools, magic weapons must be nourished by the spirit energy of heaven and earth. The longer they are warmed, the stronger their power will be..."

The moment he picked up the golden jiao scissors, enlightenment arose in Yang Jue's heart.

According to the words of Taoist Zhenyan, before ancient times, the ranks of magical artifacts were divided into magical artifacts, magical treasures, and spiritual treasures according to their grades, and there were also upper and lower points.

Among them, the magic weapon is the worst, at most one only needs a god seed, and it can exert a certain power without spiritual qi to warm it up.

But the magic weapon is different, without the warming of spirit qi, not only the power will be greatly reduced, but even the rank will drop, and it will even self-destruct and lose spirituality.

Therefore, for more than 3000 years, most of the relics of immortals and demons have appeared in the world, but very few people have obtained magic weapons.

But a well-preserved magic weapon can burst out with incredible power, just like Qi Daoguang said, 'instantly kills the martial saint'.

"Then Dragon Lord, after all, he couldn't carry it..."

Sensing carefully for a long time, even with the combination of heavenly eyes and penetrating seclusion, Yang Jue did not perceive the slightest strange spiritual consciousness from the golden dragon scissors.

The dragon soul intersects, but it is unconscious, and it seems to have disappeared in the years.

"Kill..."

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Yang Jue concentrated on the golden scissors.

The lack of hardware heroes makes this magic weapon only a prototype, but its grade is not affected, what is affected is the upper limit of the accumulated spirit energy.

A magic weapon, no matter how spiritual it is, has no spiritual wisdom and cannot absorb the spirit energy of the heaven and earth on its own, but needs people to warm it up.

And the nourishment of a magic weapon is not endless.

According to the records on the True Shape Map, the upper limit of warming and nurturing for lower-grade magic weapons is nine thousand strands of spiritual qi, and the upper limit for warming and nourishing this golden dragon scissors at this moment is nine hundred strands.

However, this can be left to be resolved later, for him at this time, this is enough.

After all, there are not nine hundred strands of his spiritual qi...

After playing with it carefully for a long time, Yang Qian got up and went out, called Qi Wensheng to explain a few words, and turned back without looking for Qin Si and Yu Fengxian.

After closing the door and releasing three little ghosts for self-defense, Yang Jue closed his eyes and settled down, and chose to refine the 'Five Viscera View Recipe'.

Since he got this recipe, he has returned to the way he used to be, swallowing iron beads and golden beans every day.

In the early days of a month, it was just enough to refine once.

This time, he didn't choose to bring anyone with him, but entered alone.

hum~
As the light faded, Yang Qiu opened his eyes again.

Instead of trying to change his identity, he chose the identity of 'Subduing Demon Boy'.

In front of him, there is a piece of sparkling light, calm and dead, it is the cold pool of clear water, and he sits cross-legged on a special boat, drifting with the current.

The bright moon is still hanging high, but the moon shadow in the pool can no longer be picked up.

According to the old fox, the next appearance of Moon Shadow will be 60 years later...

"60 years later..."

Yang Ju frowned slightly.

The Five Viscera View recipe is different from the recipes he had refined in the past. The time in it will not be reset every time it is refined, but will continue to pass forward.

One refinement, nine access opportunities, that is 27 days.

60 years, he can't wait at all.

Call ~
While thinking about it, Yang Jue took out the pocket-sized golden jellyfish scissors, and placed himself in the illusion of abundant spiritual qi, this magic weapon also glowed with joy.

However, it cannot directly absorb the spiritual energy, even if it is very eager.

"Eight times of refining, I have absorbed 648 strands of spiritual qi, and I have consumed a total of three strands..."

I silently calculated in my heart.

The upper limit of [-] strands of spirit energy does not seem to be much.

But in fact, without this recipe, Yang Qiu thought to himself, even if he could enter the realm of harmony between man and nature every day, at least two Jiazi would be needed to nourish him to the limit.

And the magic weapon is not something that can be nurtured once...

"Ok?"

While thinking in his heart, Yang Jue seemed to feel something, looked up, and saw the old fox kept waving and shouting on the shore.

"Yes, is that you?"

Looking at the slowly approaching boat, the old fox tried to ask, guessing, but also ready to escape at any time.

The little fox squatted behind her legs, poking out its fluffy little head, looking at him timidly.

"it's me."

Yang Yu nodded.

"The old snake?"

"Totally dead."

Yang Ju understood her thoughts: "Don't worry, what I promised will not go unnoticed, but whether it can be achieved is still unknown."

"That's good."

The old fox beamed with joy, and hurriedly passed the little fox over. The little guy yelled 'woo woo' and his hair stood on end.

"Not yet."

Glancing at the little fox who was about to piss in fear, Yang Qiu shook his head slightly:

"It's easy for me to come and go in this forbidden place, but it's still a little troublesome to take the little fox out..."

"This……"

The old fox was a little suspicious.

"Leave her alone."

Without explaining more, Yang Jue waved and took the little fox to the boat, let her squeak and scream, and drove the boat away.

The old fox hesitated for a moment, but still didn't stop him. He watched the boat go away. After a long time, he turned and left.

On the boat, the red fox huddled into a ball, shivering.

Yang Qiu ignored her, closed his eyes and sat quietly, and began to warm up the hard-won golden scissors.

It is not easy to warm up the magic weapon.

Ling Qi is active and irritable, and Yang Ju himself can only suppress it with a powerful Zhen Qi, but cannot be driven by it.

It took a full quarter of an hour before a ray of spirit energy was extradited in.

hum!
A buzzing alarmed the little fox in the corner.

She timidly opened her eyes, only to see a blazing golden light spreading from the 'big villain' in front of her, like a real current, covering the whole boat.

She widened her eyes and saw that there seemed to be two small dragons swimming in the golden light, they were entangled with each other, shaped like a pair of scissors.

boom!
The next moment, with the explosion of the dragon roar, the surface of the lake suddenly exploded, as if a giant sword pierced through the lake, leaving deep marks.

The little fox trembled in fright, through the traces, he could even see the muddy bottom of the cold clear water pool...

"A wisp of spiritual qi has such power, it's already impressive, but it hasn't touched the scroll's body yet..."

Yang Ju concentrated his attention, sensing every subtle fluctuation.

His heart is not without dignity.

Up to now, he can't see the essence of the picture scroll from this bright landscape, even if he is urged to open the secluded world.

There is no way to 'cut' the picture scroll by lightly urging the golden dragon scissors, but compared to him punching the air, it is much better.

At least for a moment, he noticed the fluctuations in the space here...

"To tear apart this picture scroll, how much spirit energy is needed?"

Yang Ju was not sure, but he didn't try again.

Ling Qi is rare and hard to come by.

A wisp of spirit qi seems to be small, but in fact, he only got 81 wisps after refining a recipe.

I really can't afford to waste it.

……

After three days in the illusion, Yang Jue withdrew from the recipe, did not waste the hard-won opportunity, and chose to nourish the magic weapon in the present world.

For the next half month, Prison Yang stayed at home, ignored foreign affairs, and was almost immersed in the magic weapon of nurturing.

This process was not fast, but it was not slow. Finally, after twelve days, Yang Jue poured most of his spiritual qi into the golden dragon scissors.

Only a few strands are left for emergencies.

"call!"

In the room, it was dark, with the infusion of a large amount of spiritual qi, the light of the golden dragon scissors became more and more restrained, no longer bright and yellow, and had a somewhat dark taste.

But in the induction of Yang Yu, the power of this golden scissors has reached an extremely high level, even if it is its owner, it feels a little dangerous.

"It's no wonder that in the legend, there is a qi refiner who lost to his disciple because his magic weapon was stolen...I'm afraid I can't resist this golden scissors right now."

Holding the small scissors, which are too strenuous to cut nails, Yang prison was vigilant.

His golden jelly scissors are of the lowest grade, still in its infancy, but now after more than ten days of nurturing, it is afraid that it has replaced the Tianyi Four Elephant Arrow as his strongest killing method at this time.

What is the future of the few magic weapons passed down to Zhang Yuanzhu by the imperial court for more than four hundred years?
"Instantly killing Martial Saints... Can I instantly kill Nie Longtian when I release the golden scissors?"

Yang Ju was a little moved, but he just thought about it.

Spiritual energy is rare, but his spiritual energy took more than a year, eight times of refining, and more than 70 times of entering and exiting the illusion of Longevity Mountain.

It would be a waste to use it to kill Nie Longtian...

Call ~
Without hesitation, Yang Jue put away the golden scissors, and within a moment of thought, he had already entered the 'Illusion of Longevity Mountain' again.

Still the bright moon hangs high, still sparkling.

On the cold pool of clear water, Yang Jue drove the boat, leaving the little fox on the shore, and slowly approached the reflection in the pool.

"Success or failure depends on this..."

Taking a deep breath and his heart throbbing under the air pressure, Yang Jue took out the golden dragon scissors, without hesitation, he directly urged it.

Rumble!
There seems to be a thunderstorm exploding, and the dragon chant is loud.

The little fox by the lake was trembling with fright, and saw a massive pool of water rising into the sky, two dragon souls entangled like scissors, heading towards the cold pool,

That round of moon shadow rushed away!

　Today, three more!Don't draw cakes!
　
(End of this chapter)