Chapter 68: Ancient Artifact Refining Secret Method?
The battle has already ended, without exception! The Shrek Seven Devils’ coordination was really too poor! They were swept out by Ling Mo.
Master’s face turned black! He originally wanted to use the Seven Devils’ hands to discipline Ling Mo a bit, but he didn’t expect such a result.
Their coordination shouldn’t even be called coordination; it was completely random fighting!
Some accidentally injured their own, some got isolated! They didn’t even have the most basic common sense; the support Soul Master was actually the first to be eliminated!
“Master, it’s up to you next!”
After the battle ended, Ling Mo directly activated the All Things Revive supernatural ability, recovering everyone’s injuries.
However, everyone felt ashamed and didn’t dare to look Master in the eye.
“Your performance has disappointed me greatly! I heard Flander praising all of you to the skies, each one a genius, yet seven of you couldn’t beat one.”
Master said with a dark face, and Tang San and the others were also extremely ashamed.
“Now, all of you, gather at the village entrance! From the academy gate to Suotuo City, run twenty round trips. No one can eat until it’s done…”
The punishment had begun. Everyone glared at Ling Mo with resentful eyes, then silently headed to the village entrance to gather.
Ling Mo felt very helpless. After all, the strong are always so lonely; no one can understand the feeling of being so high up it’s cold.
“Master, talk later! I have something to do first, I’m leaving…”
Ling Mo had no mood to join Master’s devil training. In his view, his body didn’t need exercise to improve.
Why?
Simple reason: whether Ling Mo’s body is powerful depends on the amplification level of the Five-Colored Divine Light.
In other words, the higher your cultivated Soul Power, the greater the amplification you get.
External exercise adds hardly any power!
Ling Mo’s foundation is already very solid; he doesn’t need to waste effort on such things.
Rather than wasting time with them, it’s more interesting to dig a few more graves.
Drenched in sweat, Ling Mo’s Soul Power was nearly depleted. He dejectedly returned to the dormitory.
He spent the entire afternoon recovering Soul Power! Later, he researched the trend of Martial Soul mutation multiple times.
Judging from the photosynthesis form, this mutation seemed to be caused by the Eight Spider Lances.
It indirectly activated something hidden in the Five-Colored Divine Light, namely that peacock phantom.
What puzzled Ling Mo most was that his bone was different from Tang San’s! His Eight Spider Lances couldn’t detach.
However, Ling Mo’s Peacock Wings could detach from his back in the form of light, simulating items in any form.
For example, the Light Blade Ling Mo used earlier was a weapon he imagined!
The Peacock Wings manifested it completely through the form of light, turning it into a major killing weapon in Ling Mo’s hand.
Moreover… the mimetic changes of the Peacock Wings indirectly activated the Five-Colored Divine Light in his body, forming a set of photosynthesis-form armor that was extremely hard.
Even Tang San’s improved Zhuge Divine Crossbow couldn’t pierce it, showing how perverted its defense was.
Since the Dual Pupils’ second awakening last time, this was the first time Ling Mo felt such a huge change in his body.
This was a good thing. Judging from various current factors, this mutation would elevate Ling Mo’s strength to a higher limit.
It also gave Ling Mo a new perspective on the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Moreover, the Peacock Wings could not only manifest things in any form but could also be used together with the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Once used, as long as the opponent’s Soul Power was equal, any of their power strikes could be devoured by the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Just like what Tang San experienced earlier, the Five-Colored Divine Light brushed away all his power clean.
Tang San’s attacks had absolutely no lethality.
What the limit of this perverted body’s potential was, Ling Mo hadn’t excavated yet.
All the mysteries needed time to accumulate and excavate slowly.
“The Three Lives Scripture seems to have loosened! The sensation from the Dual Pupils is getting stronger…”
In the dormitory, as Ling Mo was slowly recovering, he suddenly discovered… the Dual Pupils had triggered another mutation.
This was a mutation from the Three Lives Scripture. The blurry two volumes of scripture were unclear, but Ling Mo clearly saw, hidden on the last page of the third volume, that strange scripture?
“Ancient Artifact Refining Secret Method?”
At this moment, Ling Mo couldn’t stay calm at all. This set of artifact refining techniques was too exquisite, completely different from the mechanical linkage style of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons.
This was a refining technique that used powerful power to refine all materials, then slowly infused Soul Power to connect the internals, forming a self-contained whole.
Exploring the root of the artifact refining secret method, Ling Mo combined it with the Tang Sect Hidden Weapon crafting techniques. Slowly, he discovered they could be integrated.
Moreover… with this set of scripture, his limitations were no longer just crafting Hidden Weapons.
“Damn, this is gonna make me rich…”
After discovering this phenomenon, Ling Mo slowly formed an idea.
If combining the two crafting techniques, could he craft a true major killing weapon?
Kill You Three Thousand…
With this idea, Ling Mo immediately put it into action!
He didn’t lack materials, but currently, he was short of a cauldron for refining!
An ordinary mortal iron cauldron probably couldn’t withstand that power riot, so no need to consider it.
But where to find a more powerful cauldron?
The time to go to Heaven Dou City was getting closer. According to Ling Mo’s calculation, in three months, they would set off for Heaven Dou City.
At that time, they would definitely clash head-on with the Douluo’s number one big boss, Spirit Hall.
Perfect, Ling Mo also wanted to see just how powerful the legendary Spirit Hall was!
Therefore… getting stronger became the thing Ling Mo wanted to do most right now.
He couldn’t rely on Ghost Lord every time. Only by growing through difficulties and trials could he go further.
Once the refining technique was verified, Ling Mo would go all out next time, crafting even more powerful Hidden Weapons and equipping them all to the Three Thousand Armored Soldiers.
Only by pushing Ghost Gate to the peak would he have the capital to confront the world’s top-tier forces.
In careful research, Ling Mo discovered that Hidden Weapons crafted with this refining technique would be several times more powerful than before.
If he could use this secret method to craft Tang Sect’s top Hidden Weapons like Buddha’s Fury Tang Lotus! What kind of experience would that be?
One shot, one Titled Douluo?
It was imaginable! Ling Mo currently didn’t lack materials; he just lacked a cauldron.
Thinking about it, an idea had formed. With dusk approaching and night about to fall! Ling Mo shouldered the shovel and walked out of the dormitory.
The day’s training had ended. The Shrek Seven Devils dejectedly walked back. Under the sunset dusk, seven figures appeared at the academy gate and spotted Ling Mo who was heading out.
“Brother Mo, where are you going?”
Ma Hongjun and Oscar, who didn’t know Ling Mo well, asked curiously.
“Me? Nothing, just going out for a stroll, wandering around…”
He originally thought they had gone back early, but unexpectedly met them right at the village entrance. This embarrassed Ling Mo.
Was he supposed to tell them he was going to dig up their ancestors’ graves?
“Wandering around? Then why are you carrying a shovel? To smack people for fun?”
Ma Hongjun said, looking at the shovel on Ling Mo’s shoulder, very afraid it might smack his handsome face.
“So much nonsense! If you have the leisure to care about me, better go back and rest early. There’s even crueler training waiting for you tomorrow…”
After saying that, Ling Mo greeted Zhu Zhuqing and left without looking back.
Want to stop him from getting rich? Don’t even think about it…
God blocks kill God, Buddha blocks kill Buddha. Today, no one can stop me from digging up his ancestors’ graves.
