Global Catastrophe, Doomsday Gods

The success of Sanqingling's experiment gave Wei Xuan great confidence.

However, he did not give up and continued to try a few more times.

It was discovered that the Sanqing Bell, as an important Taoist magic weapon, also known as the Imperial Bell, is not only capable of emitting sonic attacks, but also has the function of exorcising evil spirits and breaking obstacles when combined with the Taoist divine spell.

Judging from the superpowers that appear now, even Uncle Qin has weird superpowers. It is inevitable that some more evil superpowers will appear, but the Sanqing Bell will play a great role.

After Wei Xuan tried it a few more times, he liked Sanqing Bell more and more.

After playing with it for a while, I pinned the Sanqing Bell on my waist and prepared to carry it with me and take it out for use when needed.

But after putting this treasure on your body, as long as you move, the bell will make a crisp sound.

Wei Xuan frowned and took off the Sanqing Bell again.

"In ancient myths and legends, the magic weapons of the immortals can be retracted or put away. Except for King Li Tianwang who holds the pagoda in his hand at any time to show off, there are not many others who can hold the magic weapon in their hands at any time. Ah, can the Sanqing Bell be put away?"

Wei Xuan put the Sanqing Bell in the palm of his hand and shouted, "Take it!"

The Sanqing Bell didn’t move at all, an embarrassing move for Wei Xuan~~

"This Sanqing Bell has no connection with me, so that's why I can't put it away, but how can I connect it with myself?"

Wei Xuan thought that in the previous fantasy novels, there was always a scene where blood was shed to identify the owner, so he put his finger in his mouth and bit it, squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the Sanqing Bell.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds, one minute~~

Until three minutes passed and the wound on Wei Xuan's hand healed, there was still no movement from Sanqing Ling.

"Sure enough, those who write novels are all talking nonsense, they are not credible!"

Wei Xuan picked up the Sanqing Bell again, thinking that since it was a supernatural power, it must start from this foundation.

What I can do now, apart from using supernatural energy to activate the magic weapon, is there any other effect?

Wei Xuan thought of the chaotic gas in his body again, so he tried to guide the gas to the Sanqing Bell. What Wei Xuan didn't expect was that the Sanqing Bell actually absorbed the chaotic gas!

Wei Xuan was a little surprised, could this magic weapon also absorb chaotic gas, so he tried again and increased the input of chaotic gas.

As the gas absorbed increased, although the shape and appearance did not change, the Sanqing Bell became more primitive and thicker, as if it had traveled through thousands of years of history.

When looking at the Sanqing Bell again, one can clearly feel the majestic, simple and heavy pressure.

Wei Xuan was slightly surprised, thinking of ancient legends about people who made weapons. Could this be the so-called weapon making?

Since it was for experimental exploration, Wei Xuan did not skimp on the chaotic gas in his body and continuously input it into the Sanqing Bell.

But soon, Sanqingling's absorption of gas seemed to have reached a saturated state, and no matter how much he input, it would have no effect.

Wei Xuan knew that he had reached the limit, so he stopped restraining the chaotic gas, picked up the Sanqing Bell, weighed it, and found that the weight of the Sanqing Bell seemed to be much heavier than before.

It used to be a small copper bell that weighed a few taels, but now it actually weighs more than ten kilograms!

Although I know this may be a good thing, it is even more troublesome to have it hung so heavily on my waist.

Wei Xuan suddenly had a flash of enlightenment, perhaps he had just unintentionally understood the principle of weapon refining by mistake.

Judging from the situation just now, with the improvement of his own strength, I am afraid that there is still room for improvement in Sanqing Ling.

If this is the case, then this magic weapon may really have a chance to become the kind of existence in myths and legends!

Although Wei Xuan was extremely surprised by this unexpected discovery, after the surprise, Wei Xuan couldn't help but start to frown again.

Because he has never solved the problem of how to put away the magic weapon!

"Why can't it work? Is there any other way that I haven't thought of?"

Wei Xuan sat cross-legged, put his hands flat, held the Sanqing Bell in his palms, and began to think again.

It seems that there is no clear introduction on this point in myths and legends.

When Sun Wukong snatched the Sea-Dinging Needle from the Dragon Palace, it seems that he did not go through any ceremony to recognize his master.

uh, no!

The golden cudgel seems to only recognize the monkey. There are probably some details in it that I don't know.

Thinking too far~~

It’s better to come back and think about how to collect the magic weapon.

After trying various methods, Wei Xuan felt that it was obviously impossible to solve this problem using supernatural powers or blood.

A magic weapon must be connected with the owner's mind.

If it is simply retracted and released, it seems that it cannot be called a magic weapon.

Since we want to be connected, we must have heart and mind.

The Sanqing Bell is just an object, not a creature like Bai Di, nor a so-called spiritual artifact in the novel, and cannot communicate at all.

The only way is to attach your own consciousness to this Sanqing Bell!

Divine consciousness or soul is the foundation of a person. If the soul is injured or damaged, it can easily lead to memory loss or become an idiot.

It is not a trivial matter to peel off part of the spiritual consciousness, so Wei Xuan has to be careful.

As a Taoist disciple, Wei Xuan does not lack the magic spells to cultivate his soul. Although he does not practice deliberately, Wei Xuan believes that his soul must be much stronger than others.

"Never stop adapting to changes, exorcise evil spirits and restrain evil spirits, protect life and body, have clear wisdom, peaceful mind, eternal three souls, and no loss of soul."

Wei Xuan recited the Calming Mantra among the eight divine mantras and began to condense his soul. When his mind was calm and his soul was stable, he carefully separated a little bit from the soul.

But even if it was just a little bit, it was still a divine soul after all. Wei Xuan was so painful that he wanted to hit his head against the wall. He could only recite the divine incantation continuously to repair and strengthen his divine consciousness, and at the same time attach the stripped divine soul. On the Sanqing Bell.

However, Wei Xuan soon knew that his painful efforts were completely worth it.

As soon as his soul successfully attached, Wei Xuan immediately felt the presence of Sanqing Bell.

I once watched a cartoon, and there was a line in it that said, As you wish, whatever you want is whatever you want.

Although I can still do whatever I want, Wei Xuan found that he could indeed mobilize the Sanqing Bell. With a thought in his mind, the Sanqing Bell shook twice and finally disappeared with a hiss.

When Wei Xuan sensed it again, he found that the Sanqing Bell had appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness and was floating in the sky above the Tai Chi Diagram.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the energy of chaos rises, and the Sanqing Bell rises and falls in this energy of chaos.

"Success!"

After seeing this situation, Wei Xuan couldn't help but be overjoyed.

After struggling for a long time, I finally found the solution.