Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Nowadays, the warriors on the Divine Weapon Continent don’t even know what spiritual power cultivation is.

In this regard, another aspect that made Lu Wenwu feel uncomfortable was

Could it be that all warriors in your world share the same brain?

Although building one's own inheritance site under the Martial Ancestor's ascension platform is indeed very commemorative and very impressive.

but.

Isn't it a bit outrageous that one or two of you are doing this?

What global Moffitt shared brain.

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Lu Wenwu sat cross-legged facing the skeleton of Sun and Moon Sword Ancestor. He unconsciously grabbed a piece of the opponent's finger bone and held it in his hand, organizing the information he knew.

It hasn't been long since the magic weapon became what it is now.

At least during the time of Bailian Wushen, it was still relatively normal, except for the embryonic form of the Qiyun Dynasty.

So maybe there is no one behind the scenes pushing the magic weapon to become what it is today, but it is just the result of warriors pursuing power too much in order to fight against the extraterritorial demons?

It's not impossible, it's just a little ridiculous.

There is still no progress on the matter of the magic weapon being able to control people's thoughts silently.

There is no information about this in the three heritage sites.

It is also possible that the three people who built this place did not even realize that they or others were being controlled.

There was no sign of any influence on the soul, and even Lu Wenwu, who had studied soul power in the system and possessed unique talents, could not see through it.

Those warriors who are not specialized in this field are even less likely to notice it.

Compared to this magical weapon, there is a more important problem facing Lu Wenwu.

What to do when the world weakens?

The continuous weakening of the power of heaven and earth and the continuous decline of the way of heaven are definitely not as simple as the reduction of the elemental power of heaven and earth and the reduction of carrying capacity, which will compress the end of the cultivation system.

If this world continues to decline like this, sooner or later, it will usher in the Dharma Ending Age.

What followed was the destruction of the biosphere, the collapse of laws, and the collapse of the world.

This is inevitable.

The Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth is one of the core forces that keep this world going.

When one day this power is completely exhausted, this place will certainly no longer be able to exist.

It's like if you drain all the oxygen in the real universe, leaving not a single drop, the entire real universe will have huge problems due to the non-conservation of matter.

What we expect in the Dharma Ending Age is that the energy of heaven and earth will disappear, and all people and creatures will be unable to practice cultivation. So how should we live the rest of our lives?

This is not realistic.

If a substance is completely destroyed, there is no way it can remain the same!

This gave Lu Wenwu a headache.

If it were just a matter of magic weapons, it wouldn't be that difficult.

Just kill them all.

No matter what strange abilities the other party has, as long as I kill all the things that cause the problem, the problem will no longer be a problem and will be solved directly.

But the world is weakening. How can we save it?

If you want to save the world from falling in level, the method is not difficult.

The simplest and most brutal method is to transplant the spiritual vein.

If the cancer cannot be saved, it means you didn’t transplant enough.

A world in decay is like a leaky pool.

As long as the rate of water intake exceeds the rate of water leakage for a period of time, the world will be able to catch its breath and gradually recover.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if such a huge world has reached its old age, it is impossible for a mere god like Lu Wenwu to restore its youth on his own.

Even if he merged the entire Dragon Palace, he couldn't save it!

Well, there is a second one.

Incorporating ultra-high-quality world seeds, world stones, world trees, and the like can serve as the core supporting the world.

If the corpse and power crystal of the Space-Time Demon God Bestam had not been devoured by Lu Wenwu, there might be a chance to get some.

As for now, there was nothing he could do.

Xiaobao didn't have that either.

This is not a problem that can be solved by experience, it is a lack of strength.

Lu Wenwu felt very depressed.

Is it possible that my first dungeon visit after my ascension will end with an imperfect evaluation?

Judging from the experience of carrying out missions, simply solving the problem of the magic weapon would probably give us an [excellent] at best, and a [perfect] at best.

If you want to get an evaluation of [Incredible] or [Miracle], you must solve the problem fundamentally.

To completely save this world from the crisis of destruction is not enough, just being a temporary paperhanger.

Ugh.

I don’t know if the decline of this world and the current appearance of the magic weapon have any connection to the invasion of the extraterritorial demons.

If there is any connection, finding those extraterritorial demons and killing them all may solve the problem.

This is at least a little hope.

It’s a pity that this hope is a bit too slim, even a bit self-deceptive.

So many years have passed, where can I find it!

With a heavy heart, Lu Wenwu put away all the classics and stepped into the passage that truly led to the inheritance of the Martial Ancestor.

It is also a level that the Sun and Moon Sword Ancestor has not yet passed through since many years ago.

Walking down, a huge gate covered with blood marks appeared in front of him.

Lu Wenwu released his vast energy and blood according to the methods recorded in the classics, condensed it into fists, and punched forward one after another.

Until the terrifying fist print that was enough to shake the earth broke all the criss-crossing chains on the bronze door, and the blood patterns that originated from the walls and steps finally lit up completely.

The huge bronze door wrapped with black iron chains slowly opened, and a hot air current rushed towards us, accompanied by the sound of metal colliding.

The moment Lu Wenwu entered, a seven-colored halo poured down like mercury, illuminating the rusty bronze furnace and the metal debris on the ground.

Those were a bunch of failed castings.

They surround the huge bronze tripod furnace in the center that is more than ten meters high, and cover the entire floor of the inheritance space.

Lu Wenwu took a step forward, and the earth veins were instantly activated.

Terrifying heat seeped out from below, and the ground turned into sticky yet tough hot magma, slowly engulfing the metal fragments.

The blood-colored inscriptions on the bronze tripod that was infused with power lit up one after another, and it erupted with a burst of purple-blue flames, reflecting the star patterns on the top of the inheritance space.

In the void, eight ancient characters with a blood-jade luster slowly emerged. Each line moved like a living thing, and the spirit of ancient ferocious beasts could be vaguely seen churning between the seal characters.

[Nine transformations of tool refining, body casting the universe]

A mighty and righteous pressure descended here along with the appearance of words.

Even if only a trace of will remains, it is astonishingly powerful.

That terrifying feeling of oppression was almost like carrying a mountain on one's back, enough to crush an ordinary martial god in an instant.

After a slight contact with his mental power, Lu Wenwu immediately understood the test of this level.

Body training!

Place yourself in the bronze cauldron and forge and temper yourself like a divine weapon. If your body and will can withstand it, you will pass.

If you can't resist it, then don't think about it.

The God of Weapon Refining was considerate enough to give the trial-taker a chance to regret.

If you feel that you are not cut out for it, just turn around and leave like the Sun and Moon Sword Master. There is no need to waste your life in vain.

Not all warriors can temper their bodies to the ultimate level, and the path of the Weapon Refining God is not suitable for everyone.

However, this was exactly what Lu Wenwu wanted.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to be unexpectedly in tune with this weapon-refining god who had achieved immortality countless years ago.

If I have the chance to meet him in the future, I must get to know him and ask him to try the egg-filled pancake that I cooked.

Without any hesitation, after Lu Wenwu sent Maomao back to Long Mansion, he immediately chose to accept the trial.

The magma lake suddenly rolled back into a red-gold chain, binding Lu Wenwu and hanging him in the bronze cauldron.

The dormant underground fire at the bottom of the furnace erupted with a roar, illuminating the dome of the secret room as bright as day.

As the brilliant star map composed of stars in the sky turned slightly, the waste tools and fetuses that had been swallowed by the magma before turned into streams of light and flew out.

Suspended in the air, it transformed into 360 giant hammers, arranged according to the directions of the stars in the sky, with the bronze tripod placed in the center.

The blood-colored lines around the land of inheritance ignited one after another, and the 360 ​​giant hammers fell down at the same time, accompanied by strong winds.

"boom!"

The force enters the body.

Suddenly, Lu Wenwu felt that his soul seemed to be in a trance and his mind went blank for a moment.

What followed was pain worse than having one's soul torn apart.

It was as if the whole body was smashed into pieces, then kneaded and melted together again, and then reshaped.

Even with his strong ability to endure pain, he couldn't help but groan, and his expression was vaguely ferocious.

As the hammer fell, Lu Wenwu's bronze skin glowed with a metallic, dark cold light, and his knotted muscles began to tremble and contract constantly.

Tiny beads of blood suddenly seeped out of his pores, almost turning him into a bloody man in an instant, but the moment he fell, they vaporized into a wisp of black and red mist and dissipated.