fifth form

Chapter 833 Imperial Treasure
Lingyu is indeed hidden in the stone body.

After watching the container where Turklando was crushed into stone chips, Zhang Xuezhou finally had a certainty, and determined that Lingyu had a greater connection with stalactite-like caves.

This kind of extremely special jade absorbs the essence of heaven and earth to condense, it is not produced on the mine bed, and it is rarely stored underground like iron ore.

He was pondering about Lingyu, and he couldn't help seeing the complicated picture of the inscription that Ren Anran finally drew.

According to Huang's description, this is somewhat similar to the way talismans are used, and is more luxurious than the raw materials used to make talismans.

This requires engraving the inscription on the spirit jade, so that it is possible to guide the power.

However, Huang lacks a systematic approach to his own practice, and it is extremely difficult to teach others through descriptions.

If there is no spiritual communication between Yi Sheng and Huang, it is even difficult to find a translator who is proficient in the ancient language of the Tur people.

Even so, what Huang can explain after being beaten repeatedly is limited.

It is even difficult for Huang to know whether this entrustment can be effectively used by Ren Anran and others.

"Is it worth it?" Ren Anran asked lowly.

"Try or have to try!"

Zhang Xuezhou does not lack the practice skills of another field, but he lacks the magic skills to resist the demons from outside the domain.

Even if it is a possibility, he feels that he is willing to try it, even if a piece of Lingyu is lost, he can bear it.

They found the best sculptor of the Tur tribe, and quietly waited for the other to complete the carving.

Chips of spirit jade were flying, and the overflowing fragrance was constantly wafting. Zhang Xuezhou was closely watching the sculptor's every drop of the knife.

His many pursuits, whether it is becoming an official, becoming a teaching assistant, or studying 'luck' skills, etc., the ultimate goal is to save his life.

Correspondingly, the possibility of Huang Xuezhou was willing to try.

But as long as he thought of his mediocre luck, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

"Follow the mission!"

The drawings drawn by Ren Anran are flat, but it is indeed a huge test to complete the full-scale carving on an irregular jade without leaving a single gap.

Through the measurement of instruments and the careful calculation of mathematicians, this piece of spiritual jade finally showed the state of the inscription on the blueprint.

"Did he say how to use it?" Zhang Xuezhou took Ling Yu and asked.

"It should be to instill power into the inscription." Ren Anran said: "After activating the inscription, you can feel the effect!"

Besides the sculptors and mathematicians beside the two, Turcalando also took a piece of soul jade to look back and forth at the inscription on it.

They carved the inscriptions year after year, but few people could understand the inscriptions of the God of Tur. They just did these things repeatedly, and put the soul jade carved with the inscriptions into the shrine to worship.

"It shouldn't be physical power." Turkalando added: "I have tried many times with physical power."

"This will definitely not use physical power," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"I tried to use spiritual power, but it didn't work!"

When Turcalando narrated his attempt again, Zhang Xuezhou's fingers contracted slightly.

What he and Huang have in common is that they can also use spiritual power. If the spiritual power cannot be used, this kind of inscription is a piece of waste paper.

Zhang Xuezhou's eyes focused on the Lingyu for tens of seconds, only to feel that the Lingyu hadn't changed in his hands, and the inscription had never exerted any influence.

"Do you want the professor to use this?"

The purpose of Zhang Xuezhou's use of the inscription is just to gain a chance to fight against the extraterrestrial demons. If this kind of inscription can only be used in a special state of the body, it will be useless to him.

He watched the concentration of spiritual power several times to no avail, and inevitably began to switch powers.

Holding, pinching, throwing and other methods involving physical power did not bring any use, but when Zhang Xuezhou used mana, he felt a little more in his heart.

"rise!"

The mana gushed out and instilled into the spirit jade, causing faint mana ripples on the surface of the spirit jade, and the spirit jade also began to bulge like an expired battery.

"It seems to be exploding!"

Ren Anran's urgent reminder came, Turcalando just wanted to run away, but after reacting, he quickly slapped the Lingyu in Zhang Xuezhou's hand and threw it away.

"do not!"

Knowing the impact of mana backlash, Ren Anran chose to give a quick reminder, but Turcalando didn't have such a concept in his head.

Zhang Xuezhou felt a tightness in his chest when he felt the interruption of mana infusion.

This spiritual jade crossed a long parabola, and then fell more than fifty meters away.

"No? Don't thank me, this is what I should do!"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou looking at him, Turkalando stammered back.

"I thought that thing was about to explode," Turcalando explained in a low voice.

"You did the right thing, but I hope you don't do it again next time, it's better to just run away!"

Zhang Xuezhou came back out of breath, and he couldn't help covering his chest and rubbing it.

The backlash of being forcibly interrupted when the operation is performed is better than the sudden police rounds when a man is having sex with a woman.

Zhang Xuezhou was also thankful that he only continued to output mana and did not guide any heavy techniques.

He took a deep breath and pushed back the swelling in his chest.

"You help..."

Zhang Xuezhou just wanted Turcalando to pick up the Lingyu, and when he pointed his finger, he felt an extra sense.

This made him hook his fingers, and when the mana was thrown into the distance, Zhang Xuezhou saw the spirit jade that was thrown out before flying into the air and falling back into his palm.

"The bulge of Lingyu seems to be just because of the combination of mana and inscription, which led to the transformation of form!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the Lingyu in his palm that was swollen and shrunk from time to time, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch it.

Like the feeling of rubbing crystal mud, this piece of spiritual jade slowly changed its shape in his palm.

When his mana stopped, Lingyu had returned to its hard stone-like form.

Zhang Xuezhou tried to instill mana again and stretched out his finger, only to see this spiritual jade drilled out like a locust stone.

"What kind of ability is this?"

The hope is as great as the disappointment.

The inscription was activated by mana, but the activated inscription did not bring Zhang Xuezhou the ability he imagined.

He doesn't need a piece of spirit jade to control flying around.

This inscription ability really disappointed Zhang Xuezhou.

"You said that Huang's stone ax was inlaid with a piece of spiritual jade, should we also coat this spiritual jade with a sharp blade!"

"No amount of sharp blades can match a gun!"

"The effective range of the firearm is only a few hundred meters, and the extension of your mana will not exceed hundreds of meters in the future!"

"Mana extension?"

Ren Anran's reminder reminded Zhang Xuezhou of the rumors about Daojun.

Daojun kills the enemy with a magic throwing knife, and the power displayed at long and short distances is at the top level, which makes people hard to guard against, and no one dares to provoke Daojun.

After being reminded by Ren Anran, Zhang Xuezhou could not help but notice the birth of the ability of throwing knives similar to Daojun's incantation.

As long as an external sharp blade is inlaid on this kneadable spiritual jade, it will inevitably become a growing sharp blade, which will exert stronger and stronger striking power after flying with the power of mana and the extended distance.

If you continue to improve with your practice, it is not surprising that the effective range and striking power of this baby exceed that of firearms.

"So this is the rough embryo of the magic weapon!"

If there were no fellow practitioners who practiced Realm Art, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the first real magic weapon in this world would probably be born in their hands.

(End of this chapter)