God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1878

Tool soul!

As a half-hearted craftsman, Yue Qingcheng naturally knew of the existence of weapon souls.

As for why she knew it, she learned it from the book Gui Xiao gave her, but she never actually saw it.

Everything has a soul...

At one time, she thought that Shangxie was the soul of the sacred artifact of Jiuzhong Mieshilian, but later she found out that it was not.The soul of Jiuzhong Shishilian has either been destroyed, or has fallen into a deep sleep.

Anyway, she didn't feel it.

Yingqin'er really admires Yue Qingcheng more and more, she seems to know everything!

"Yes, it's just that our Ying family belongs to the Yin Gong family, which is quite special. Back then, the Ying family also married the Xu family in order to obtain a more convenient method of cultivating the soul of the weapon, but unfortunately it didn't apply."

"Although we belong to the Yingong family, our Ying family is the master of the piano. Of course, no matter what kind of Yingong warriors, it is not easy to cultivate the soul of the instrument. We have to raise the soul of the instrument like our own child, as intimate as the bones of the body, so that we can use it Handy."

"The Xu family's method of nurturing the soul of the instrument can't achieve this. The family was destroyed, and my brother used his own blood to cultivate the soul of the piano in order to protect me, so he paid such a high price."

At the end, Yingqin'er showed a trace of sadness.

I don't know if she is missing the family she used to be, or feeling sad for her brother's dedication.

Yue Qingcheng asked: "A spirit weapon has a weapon soul, will it become much stronger?"

Yingqin'er replied affirmatively: "This is natural! Just like a person has a soul, he can become smarter and more energetic. The same is true for spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapons without a soul are dead things after all. With a soul, they are still alive." It can automatically protect the master. I just gave a simple example, and there are more functions of the soul of the tool."

Yingqin'er suddenly remembered something, and said with admiration: "Sister, isn't the divine pill you refined that day is about to give birth to spiritual wisdom? If you go further, maybe you will give birth to a pill soul! However, there is no pill soul. The efficacy of that kind of magic pill has also been raised a lot, right?"

Yue Qingcheng realized and nodded.

But she is still far away from that step. If she really refines the pill soul and creates life, wouldn't she become a medicine fairy?

She said: "So, your brother's body is not suitable for continuing to cultivate the soul of the piano."

Yingqin'er froze for a moment, then felt a little sad.

"...Is that so, can he heal his body first?"

If you can't keep it, you can't keep it. Anyway, they have escaped from the holy city, and the danger has been greatly reduced.

As long as you don't want revenge...

However, if she does not report the bloody hatred, it does not mean that Ying Baoqin will give up.

Yue Qingcheng didn't know that she had a lot of twists and turns in her heart, but just discussed the matter, "Of course."

If you want to describe Yingbaoqin's veins and Yuan furnace appropriately, it's a dry well covered with algae and a rusty knife. You just need to remove those dirty things.

However, that is not without impact.

For example, the tendons and Yuan furnace of Ying Baoqin will become extremely thin, which will not affect the cultivation and martial arts, but it is impossible to cultivate the soul of the piano.

Yue Qingcheng unbuttoned his shirt, looked at his bony body, and couldn't help being startled.

This person seemed to have been starved for hundreds of years, and his whole body was skinny.

Yue Qingcheng can only be seen in the kind of old people who are bedridden and dying.

"what……"

Yingqin'er covered her lips with tears in her eyes.

Because of Ying Baoqin's cover-up, she never knew that he had reached such a point.

In this body, it is not easy to find blood vessels.

Yue Qingcheng smeared the medicine on the handkerchief, wiped Ying Baoqin's upper body, and then started to inject the needle.

(End of this chapter)