"The Xuanhuo Hammer, a medium-grade magic weapon, weighs 1,365 kilograms!"

"This magic weapon was originally the natal spiritual treasure of a real person in my Zhenwu Sect. However, this real person unfortunately went there, leaving behind the mysterious fire hammer that this real person has condensed for nearly a thousand years. It contains innate spiritual mysterious fire and burns everything."

"This magic weapon should be chosen to pass on the inheritance of a person with destiny, but it has been in Zhenwu Sect for thousands of years, but I have not found a disciple with destiny who can be refined into a spiritual weapon. Therefore, my Zhenwu Sect wishes to invite all the wise men of the world to try this treasure!"

Zhu Lingwu read the notes next to this magic weapon slightly. It seemed that this Xuanhuo Hammer was originally a spiritual weapon condensed by a Jindan real-person cultivator.

But for some reason, this Jindan Zhenren from Zhenwu Sect died, leaving behind this magic weapon.

Perhaps the Zhenwu Sect would not have taken out such a spiritual hammer magic weapon at will, but the disciples in the Zhenwu Sect probably were unable to refine this spiritual hammer magic weapon into their own spiritual weapons.

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but think in his heart that the high-level monks of Zhenwu Sect have their own spiritual weapons, so they naturally have no interest in this spiritual weapon.

Other low-level Qi Refiners may be very interested in this Xuanhuo Hammer, but the Xuanhuo nurtured in this Xuanhuo Hammer is too strong. These Qi Refiners of the Zhenwu Sect probably cannot digest it, so they will naturally not be able to refine their own spiritual weapons.

As a result, this Xuanhuo Hammer became a useless magic weapon for Zhenwu Sect.

However, this mysterious fire hammer is so heavy. I think the special spiritual weapon that originally belonged to the Zhenwu Sect is probably different from ordinary magic weapons.

Even if an ordinary monk gets this mysterious fire hammer, he doesn't have the strength to wield and use it. Using spiritual power to drive it will consume a lot of spiritual power. Unless he is like a monk from the Zhenwu Sect holding it in his hands and using it as a weapon, it may not be of any use if he sells it.

"I can carry this hammer, but unfortunately, what kind of innate mysterious fire is nurtured inside, it does not meet my spiritual power attribute!"

A hammer weighing more than one thousand pounds is not too heavy for Zhu Lingwu. Unfortunately, Zhu Lingwu is not a fan of fire.

It is probably too heavy for the disciples in the Zhenwu Sect. Unless the Jindan Zhenren who used this hammer as a spiritual soldier from the beginning, he could condense it and then sing it freely through the special means of the Zhenwu Sect.

So Zhu Lingwu looked at it for a while, then shook his head, and then walked around other places.

On the third floor here, there were not many outer disciples of Zhenwu Sect who were entertained. There were only four inner disciples of Zhenwu Sect, sitting cross-legged around meditating.

After all, the magic weapons and magic weapons here are not ordinary things. If someone really wants to rob, it is possible.

Although the counters where magic weapons and magic weapons are placed are protected by formation restrictions, which can only be seen from afar but cannot be played with, but if there are people who are not open to their eyes, they might be able to do so.

At this time, there were not many monks on the third floor, and the prices of these magic weapons and magic weapons were naturally very expensive.

Most of the gentry monks or cultivators from the Immortal Sect who come here will weigh their pockets, and many people simply stop seeing them, saving their hearts and lack of money.

Only a few of them are like Zhu Lingwu, with some spiritual stone foundations on their bodies, or they are just watching the fun.

Of course, many people saw this magic weapon of Xuanhuo Hammer when they arrived on the third floor, but most of them just marveled in their hearts.

Zhu Lingwu's reaction is still different now. He was more of a relentless regret, which made the Zhenwu Sect monks on the third floor notice.

One of the monks looked at Zhu Lingwu unexpectedly. Soon he seemed to recognize Zhu Lingwu's identity, and the corners of his mouth also squirmed slightly.

Zhu Lingwu naturally noticed this keenly, but unfortunately he only sensed the other party's attention, but did not notice another clue.

Then Zhu Lingwu walked around the third floor here again. The other magic weapons released were good and bad, but Zhu Lingwu also had a lot of things on him.

Zhu Lingwu also knew that greed would not chew too much, and the things that could be used in his hands were actually the most suitable.

Even if there are many magic weapons, they have to be used by people. Zhu Lingwu, alone, can use such a little spiritual power on his body, how many magic weapons can he use?

As Zhu Lingwu traveled over the years, Zhu Lingwu was actually a little dissatisfied with his so-called growth-oriented Red Dragon Flowing Golden Blade, which is comparable to the top-grade magic weapon.

Too many functions are not good. After getting the black short spear of Senior Brother Wen, Zhu Lingwu realized that magic weapons are actually better to have the maximum power in attack and defense.

Now the Red Dragon Flow Golden Blade has added five elements when designing it. Although it can attack and defend, it has a variety of functions, it has become mean, insufficient attack and useless defense.

That's why Zhu Lingwu thought about making a magic weapon that suits him the most, a magic weapon that can generate arcs.

Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but think secretly, was he going to ask the people from Zhenwu Sect below to ask about the creation of spiritual weapons?

Or, go find a sect who is specialized in creating magic weapons and get yourself an electric magic weapon?

Or, it is better to learn how to make a method by yourself than to refine it yourself.

"No, I can't chew too much, why did I forget it again! By the way, why do I have to learn it myself? It's better to just get a soul to cultivate it. Although this soul may lack some creativity, most of the magic tools are made according to the so-called legend. Even if I encounter any problems, I will interfere and think about it!"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but think of his own souls. He is a lich. Since he has so many soul clones in his hands, he can naturally be used to create an undead puppet.

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but outline a picture in his mind. In a cave under his control, countless soul clones like ghost generals were refining alchemy, drawing talismans, and refining magic weapons in different laboratories.

"Hehe, it seems like this is also very good!"

Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but feel that this scene was very interesting. Perhaps this is the real ability of a lich, although he is still just a half-baked lich.

Unfortunately, this scene is not known to be the year of the Monkey and Horse Month. Now Zhu Lingwu is still a middle- and low-level Qi Refiner.

He sighed secretly in his heart. Since this is the case, he could only go to the first floor lobby and check out the list of items to be auctioned in this Xu City.

At that moment, Zhu Lingwu went down to the first floor and walked to the counter where he bought items in the lobby.

Sitting inside this counter, he also looked like a monk in the Zhenwu Sect. He was good at identifying medicines, instruments, etc., and was responsible for identifying and pricing the materials used by monks.

However, the counter here does not look like a pawn shop in the world, with a high power, just a few ordinary cases, distinguishing the different types of acquisitions.

A wooden sign was also hung on different cases, indicating the identities of different monks after several cases here.
Chapter completed!