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The material of this natal magic weapon is unique. The metal used cannot be found in the ores in the world of immortal cultivation, nor is it recorded in the jade slips and treasure books.

As for the difference between strong and weak mentioned by Qi Wu Yue, it refers to the sensory connection between the natal magic weapon and the host.

It's the exact opposite of the general rule.

The stronger the sensitivity between the natal magic weapon and the host, the more harm it will suffer.

The sensitivity is high and the isolation is weak, so the pain felt by the magic weapon can be transmitted to the monk accordingly.

It's almost like saying that the magic weapon and the host are symbiotic.

The lower the induction between the magic weapon and the host, the stronger the isolation. The damage suffered by the magic weapon will not bring burden to the host. This is the best state of the magic weapon.

Even if the magic weapon is damaged, it will not affect the host too deeply.

Otherwise, a highly sensitive magical weapon would not be a magical weapon for head-on combat.

Instead, it is the blatant weaknesses and fatal points that allow others to target you.

The strength of the induction cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, but there is an obvious feature.

The natal magic weapon was originally taken from the cultivator himself. The stronger the sensitivity of the natal magic weapon, the longer it could not be away from the body. The strength of the sensitivity could be inferred based on this period of time.

"The bronze bell of the bald donkey Genmiao was sacrificed from his body, which proves that he can make the magic weapon stay out of his body for a short time, no more than a month."

Qi Wu Yue propped up his head and made a conclusion on the time when the mechanical magic weapon left the body.

Luo Huangji looked at him curiously and said, "One month is not bad."

The Baiji Tianzhi List once compiled a list of natal magic weapons.

The time it takes for the natal magic weapon to leave the body is several hours, and it can only be used for fighting, so it is ranked as the lowest.

The time when the natal magic weapon leaves the body is within one day, which does not affect its normal use and is classified as first-class.

The time it takes for the natal magic weapon to leave the body is within three days, which is the second class.

Within one month, it was ranked third.

Further up.

The ghost energy in the Yin River Road rose to the sky and spread out, affecting the monks' minds and causing trouble for a while. The abbot of the Naxuan Sect used a Buddha bowl to dispel the ghost energy, and hung his natal magic weapon high in the sky, spreading Buddha's light for three months.

The divine doctor Dangu Xingjiu's main weapon is a set of ten-turn blood-warming golden needles, and he has been practicing medicine for more than half a year.

There is also the wandering man Wan Shanhong, whose magic weapon is a uniquely shaped sledgehammer. He even asked a weapon refiner to refine it again, and it was successful.

Although it once became a curiosity.

It is said that this is no different from the monks putting the materials into the furnace to refine them themselves.

However, the refining of the magic weapon requires it to be baked in the furnace and forged with thousands of hammers. The fact that one can withstand all of this is enough to prove how little this person is affected by his natal magic weapon.

There are countless examples before us, so it is normal for the natal magic weapon in front of us to be out of the body for a month.

At least that's what a person whose magical weapon has been out of his body for more than two hundred years thinks.

The mechanic sacrificed the bronze bell. His lifelong magical instrument was heavy and solemn, and the brass was dull and lifeless.

But at the moment when spiritual energy was poured in, it seemed as if all the dust was washed away, and all the brilliance was revealed, with golden light radiating in all directions.

The size of the bronze bell quickly expanded from the size of a bucket, and the patterns and scriptures on its surface became deeper and more obvious. The bronze bell quickly grew to a height of several feet, weighing more than several thousand pounds, and the edge of the bell expanded outward, protruding like a crescent moon.

The mechanic picked up the bronze bell with both hands and smashed it heavily on the stage. The sound was so loud that even the stage shook. Xiao Lin suddenly felt unstable and his body trembled.

The students in the audience looked at each other with fervor, "This guy is the first to force the mechanic to use his life magic weapon!"

Some people wondered, "What is the natal magic weapon?"

Someone was excited, "I heard that Senior Mechanic once defeated a senior at the second level of Condensation Stage with his ninth level cultivation by relying on his life-defining magic weapon!"

"If that's the case, why doesn't he go to the challenge stage? The guy on the stage who's eating melon seeds is at the third level of Condensing Meridians. He's only one level away from that. Maybe he can also fight?"

The companion beside him poked his finger in a certain direction and gave a silent reminder.

"Have you forgotten about the white snake in the Sealed Spirit Stage..."

"........."

The student felt a dull pain on his face.

The third-year substitute student's face fell instantly, and he muttered: "This life magic weapon is so powerful, he, he is bound to lose."

If he had the courage to go on stage and consume the opponent's strength for the benefit of his grade before, he doesn't even dare to say that now.

Although the people around him did not say it explicitly, they all had the same thought.

The air vibrated and the sound of the bells echoed. It was clearly very close, but it seemed to come from the distant horizon.

Sword stabbing, knife slashing, axe chopping, spear stabbing, different weapons use different methods of attack.

Normally, bells that use sound waves as a means of attack are mostly small in size. The huge bronze bell in front of him seems to be only suitable for trapping opponents, and it must be a hollow bell without a tongue.

The mechanic is a physical cultivator, so his method of attack is probably to use the bronze bell itself as a weapon... and just swing it and smash it.

Xiao Lin’s guess came true.

The sturdy physical cultivator had a resolute face. His monk's robe was black and rough in texture. Half of his arm was exposed with bulging muscles. His skin was bronze like metal. He took a step forward and slapped out with his giant palm. A bronze bell weighing thousands of pounds shot out like a toy in his palm and smashed towards Xiao Lin.

The force was so strong that even the air felt shaking.

A strong wind blew in my face.

At the same time, a dull, harsh sound came from inside the bronze bell.

The tongue of the bronze bell is different from that of ordinary giant bells. It is a small round bell with an exquisite structure. Invisible sound waves vibrate in the air. The sound is not crisp but dull, which blows the eardrums. The smell accelerates the blood circulation and makes people feel dizzy and have a headache.

Xiao Lin quickly dodged the bronze bell, but he felt his spiritual power was slowing down as he moved, and his speed gradually stagnated.

His eyes moved slightly.

It seems that the sound waves of this bronze bell can slow down people's movements.

He quickly stepped back and bent down, just barely brushing against the sharp edge of the bronze bell. The turbulent air caused by the magic weapon caused the black hair behind him to flutter.

The spiritual power in the mechanic's palm gathered together like a small whirlwind.

The five fingers were like hooks, the strength was flowing, and the spiritual power was being absorbed. The bronze bell, his life-saving magic weapon, was then controlled, folded down and turned upside down in the air, and then continued to attack Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin dodged sideways and raised his sword in front of him, using the sword to press diagonally against the huge bronze bell.

The sound of swords rubbing against each other was ear-piercing, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Veins on his hands bulged as he experienced firsthand the power of the bronze bell. It was truly terrifying.

The natal magic weapon moved as he wished, and the mechanic poured more spiritual power into the bronze bell.

The stalemate changed instantly. Xiao Lin was unable to fight back and was forced back by the huge force until he hit the edge of the platform.

Just one step away.

Xiao Lin finally succeeded in condensing the spiritual power in his other hand. He raised his hand and transmitted it to the bronze bell through the spiritual sword.

The bronze bell vibrated, the bells inside swung wildly, and the sounds were rapid and sharp.

The invisible barrier on the edge of the circular platform could only isolate spiritual power, but could not prevent the invisible sound wave vibrations. For a moment, the students below the stage accidentally suffered.

They covered their ears and groaned, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable.