Chapter 37
"Master, take a look first and then talk."

After returning to the stone house, under Feng Wu's repeated explanation, Lu Xicai reluctantly released the power of perception to the crock.Immediately, he said in surprise: "Strange!"

Feng Wu was slightly proud: "What, I'm not wrong." Only in front of Lu Xi would she release all her emotions without concealment.

Lucy didn't answer, but concentrated on comprehending the spiritual power. After a while, he said, "This spiritual power is interesting. Ordinary spiritual power, once it leaves a monk's body, it will be assimilated and absorbed by nature soon. This spiritual power But it circulates on its own, endlessly, and insists on holding back the power of natural assimilation, and keeps it. However, why is it attached to this earthen jar?"

Feng Wu tossed the jar over and over for a while, but didn't find any clues. Instead, she got dust on her hands, and said: "Let's wash it first."

Calling a basin of clean water, she put the crock in the water and wiped it with a cloth.As the dirt faded away little by little, the jar revealed its original quaint color.However, no matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary small crock.There are neither mysterious inscription patterns nor hidden mechanisms.

When Feng Wu was wondering, she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her feet, and looked down, but water overflowed from the basin and spilled on the ground.

Her first reaction was to use too much force, causing the water to splash everywhere, and then she felt that something was wrong: she only took half of the basin of water, and the water did not splash out when she was scrubbing just now. Why did the water overflow after she stopped?And it just kept flowing.

Looking at the water flowing out continuously, Feng Wu's eyes subconsciously fell on the half-submerged pot, and her heart jumped: Could it be that it was the one who caused all this?It's better to test it to confirm your guess.

Feng Wu filled half a jar of water, put it on the table again, and then stared at the jar without blinking, observing carefully for any changes.

At first, there was no movement from the jar.After three or four minutes, the water level seemed to rise a little.After more than ten minutes, the water level gradually rose to the mouth of the tank, and it was about to overflow.

"Sure enough!" Feng Wu slapped the table happily, almost knocking the crock down, and quickly reached out to help it.

Lucy, who had a panoramic view of all this, had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered something: "It is said that the first imperial spirit master in Sarangka left behind a spiritual weapon that sealed the world and the five elements. A miniature space is formed in the body of the attached object, and the spiritual power flows endlessly. If you put an unconscious thing into it, it can be turned into two. Could it be that this crock was left by him back then?"

At this point, the always proud Lucy's tone couldn't help but be filled with uncontrollable excitement.

Feng Wu was dubious: "It can't be such a coincidence, if it is really an ancient spirit weapon, it must have been carefully collected, or it would have been picked away by a discerning person."

"You don't understand this. People who can possess spiritual weapons are often powerful and have an extraordinary status. This kind of people has the most disputes. They either seek revenge from their enemies, or fight for power. A little carelessness will destroy their wealth and lives. As a result, the collected spirit artifacts were lost, and many of them fell into the hands of ordinary people who didn't know their value."

"Really. Master, you seem to know this kind of people very well. Could it be that you were one of them before?"

Lu Xi, who always answered Feng Wu's questions, was unusually silent this time.

Seeing this, Feng Wu tactfully stopped talking, but changed the subject: "You can only put in unconscious things. In other words, it can do everything except creatures that cannot be copied? Then I will try again."

Having said that, crocks are small and limited in what they can hold.Feng Wu looked around the room and couldn't find anything of the right size, so she simply took off the storage earrings and picked something at random.

"Crack", a familiar jade-colored porcelain bottle fell into the palm of her hand, and she smelled a faint bitter fragrance. Only then did Feng Wu realize that she picked up the third-grade beast blood coagulation pill just out of the oven.

"Well, it's you."

Pour out the water and dry the jar, Feng Wu threw the elixir into it.

After waiting quietly for a while, a miracle happened again: Ningdan was slowly divided into two at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then slowly changed from half flat to round.After touching for about an hour, the beast blood coagulation pill, which was originally only one, suddenly turned into two.

"Water is relatively simple, so it dissolves quickly, and the medicine is a bit complicated, so it dissolves slowly." Speculating on the rules of this spiritual weapon, Feng Wu came up with a new idea: "I don't know how to continue to condense the pill. Put it inside, will it change from two to four?"

Thinking of this, she didn't take out the condensate, but let it be placed in the jar.But this time, she almost waited until she fell asleep, and Ning Dan showed no sign of melting.She tried to take out another one, as expected, and after a while, the only medicine in the jar showed signs of decomposition again.

"Master, take a look at the properties of the medicine." Feng Wu held three condensed pills that looked exactly the same and handed them to Lu Xi.

After sniffing for a while, Lucy rolled up his long tentacles and said, "The medicinal properties after differentiation have not lost at all. The effect is so miraculous, it seems that this should be the spiritual weapon left by that senior."

Hearing this, Feng Wu was surprised for a while, and then puzzled: "How did this senior make the spirit weapon like this? If the appearance is more gorgeous and conspicuous, I'm afraid people will have discovered the mystery of it long ago."

There is no restriction on the spiritual power attached to the jar, as long as a little attention is paid, any spiritualist can sense it.However, except for Feng Wu, who is used to using her mental power to perceive her surroundings, no one would release her spiritual power on an extremely inconspicuous earthen jar.The spirit master who made this spirit weapon is really a bad taste.

It can only be said that it was both a coincidence and a necessity that this spiritual weapon finally fell into Feng Wu's hands.

Putting the unexpected ancient spirit weapon into the storage space, Feng Wu then started packing.Seeing this, Lucy recalled the conversation during the day and asked, "You said you would spend more time on the road, why?"

"I'm going to walk. I read the map ten days ago. From here to the imperial capital, there is a rough road, which is suitable for exercise. But because I have never walked it before, I don't know what accidents will happen, so it is still early It's good to go out." Feng Wu said the original plan, and she didn't have the slightest idea of ​​relying on herself and not working hard just because she got the spiritual weapon by accident.

(End of this chapter)

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