Chapter 160 Ruyi Silk Lotus

"Old Four, what's your bad idea? If we hide like this, even if we are all still alive afterwards, we, the disciples of Baoxiao Sect, will definitely be called turtles. How can we gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation, recruit disciples, and glorify our sect?" Mo Ao said to Wu Yan seriously, his tone was rare and stern.

Wu Yan's face was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Brother, you are right. I have learned my lesson and will remember it in the future."

"Well, Old Four, remember, we, the disciples of Baoxiao Sect, would rather die in battle than be turtles!"

Wu Yan nodded, but he still disagreed in his heart. Of course, he would not say this idea out loud.

The two discussed some specific details again, and Mo Ao got up and left Wu Yan's stone chamber, and returned to his own stone chamber to help Wu Yan record the map of this underground cave.

Wu Yan sat quietly in the stone chamber, thinking about this matter. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was strange, but where exactly was the strangeness, he was at a loss for a moment. After thinking for a long time, Wu Yan still couldn't figure it out. He simply stopped thinking about him and meditated to refine his Qi and practice the "Splitting God Technique".

Last time, he accidentally practiced the first step of the first level of the "Splitting God Technique". Now he has nothing to do, so he might as well practice it.

Wu Yan separated a strand of his consciousness and released it. He patted his storage bag, took out a dark green double-ball-shaped magic weapon, threw it into the air, and the strand of consciousness that was released immediately attached to it.

The dark green double-ball-shaped magic weapon suddenly swished and swished rapidly in the quiet room at high speed. In the blink of an eye, the two balls separated, and one of them quickly swam in the room, like an extremely agile dark green snake head. The other turned into a thin thread dozens of feet long. Following the dark green round ball like the first snake head, it quickly changed its shape in the quiet room with the movement of Wu Yan's consciousness, and transformed into various forms.

Sometimes it was a very slender spirit snake, sometimes it was a dark green thin net, and sometimes it turned into a slender green light... Suddenly, the magic weapon turned into two dark green balls again, attached to the wall next to it, looking like a small piece of moss-covered stone protruding from the wall, inconspicuous.

Wu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and made a move towards the ball-like object. The dark green ball-like object flew back to his hand, and the divine consciousness attached to it was also taken back by him.

Wu Yan's face showed a trace of joy, staring at the magic weapon in his hand with a flickering look, and he began to ponder.

This magic weapon was naturally made from the vine stem of the vine algae lotus that he got from the underground cave pool in the Red Leaf Canyon. To be honest, seeing this magic weapon, Wu Yan had to admire the refining method of his third brother Tian Qi.

This magic weapon has far exceeded the scope of ordinary top-level magic weapons. Even the best top-level magic weapon cannot allow divine consciousness to attach to it. The magic weapon relies on the operation of the cultivator's magic power to show its power. Without the support of the cultivator's magic power, the magic weapon is just a dead object. But with the attachment of divine consciousness, it is like a magic weapon with spirituality, with incredible abilities. It can even attack autonomously without the command of the cultivator. Of course, this autonomous action still relies on Wu Yan's divine consciousness, which is like he has an extra magic weapon that can produce telepathy with him. Unfortunately, the material of this magic weapon is limited by the age, and it is already the limit to refine it to this extent.

I still remember that when the third brother Tian Qi handed him this top-level magic weapon named "Ruyi Chansi Lotus", he sighed with some emotion, it was a pity for this magic weapon. It is a waste for a cultivator in the foundation-building period to use this magic weapon. Because this "Ruyi Chansi Lotus" can attach a trace of the cultivator's divine consciousness and transform into a spiritual weapon similar to the effect of a magic weapon, but it is not a magic weapon, so ordinary cultivators in the foundation-building period cannot play the magical function of this magic weapon at all. After all, the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators in the foundation-building period is limited, and they dare not easily practice the art of splitting the spiritual consciousness, so this function is not very meaningful. And the cultivators in the Jindan period, because they have their own life magic weapons, naturally cannot use this kind of magic weapon that is not as powerful as the magic weapon.

I am afraid that Tian Qi would never have thought that his junior brother had made some achievements in the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, and successfully split the spirit, and could exert the maximum power of this magic weapon.

With this magic weapon in hand, it is like having an additional cultivator in the middle stage of foundation-building who can obey the call at any time. How can Wu Yan not be happy?

At that moment, Wu Yan took advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do in the past few days and stayed in the quiet room all day to familiarize himself with this "Ruyi Chansi Lian" magic weapon. Anyway, practicing the control of the magic weapon is just practicing the "Splitting God Technique", so why not do it.

Three days later, Wu Yan was basically able to use Ruyi. When he was about to take back the "Ruyi Chansi Lian", he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the quiet room. Wu Yan's face changed, and he left the "Ruyi Chansi Lotus" in an inconspicuous place on the wall.

After opening the door of the quiet room, the second brother Mo Ao walked in, closed the door, and casually took out a cylindrical jade slip and threw it to Wu Yan. Wu Yan took it, but did not rush to check it, but smiled strangely at Mo Ao.

Mo Ao did not understand, and inexplicably tapped his eyebrows with his thumb, saying: "Old Four, why are you smiling so strangely? Do you have any tricks?"

"Brother Mo, guess?" Wu Yan chuckled, and the corner of his eyes moved slightly. The "Ruyi Chansi Lotus" that was originally hidden in a corner of the wall sank into the stone and disappeared.

Mo Ao naturally didn't understand why Wu Yan was so weird today, and immediately laughed and said, "Stinky boy, you think you're playing this game with your brother? You're still young...ah!"

Mo Ao's face showed shock, and before he could react, he fell straight to the ground with a plop. He didn't even notice when he was tightly wrapped by circles of dark green silk threads.

Mo Ao, lying on the ground, was like a spinning shuttle wrapped with dark green silk threads. At his forehead, the green ball of the snake head of "Ruyi Silk Lotus" was close to his forehead, and it was possible that it would drill into his forehead at any time and smash his skull.

He even found it strange that under the entanglement of this ghost thing, not only was his body imprisoned, but even his magic power was not running smoothly. Under the "stare" of the snake head green ball, he didn't even dare to release his consciousness.

"What the hell is this?" Mo Ao asked in surprise.

Wu Yan covered his mouth and laughed secretly. He raised his hand and the dark green silk thread on Mo Ao's body instantly turned into two connected dark green spheres and returned to his hand. He then took back the divine consciousness into his body.

"Brother Mo, isn't this the magic weapon that Brother Tian used the vine stem of the vine lotus to help me refine? This magic weapon is called "Ruyi Chansi Lotus". Take a look, how many people can resist using this magic weapon to sneak attack the enemy?"

"Hiss!" Mo Ao stood up from the ground, stared at the "Ruyi Chansi Lotus" in Wu Yan's hand, took a breath, and sighed: "Below the Jindan stage, there are indeed few people who can resist this ghost thing! The third brother's method of refining weapons is getting more and more weird. With this thing, this time there is an extra layer of protection. But, fourth brother, this doesn't seem to be an ordinary top-level magic weapon. How did you do it?"