The white tiger transformed into golden light with extreme speed, dodging the three flying swords. At the same time, it opened its mouth and shot out a golden light, attacking even faster than its flying swords.
The golden light that launched the sneak attack earlier was this kind of attack.
Judging from the sensation, the power of this strike is equivalent to a normal attack from a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Zhang Ling flicked his finger expressionlessly, and a ball of yellow light scattered out, shining in front of him. The golden light rushed into it, and its speed suddenly slowed down by a third. With a few crisp clangs, the three flying swords returned and easily blocked this attack.
He fixed his eyes and saw that the golden light was wrapped in an irregular object, but he couldn't see it clearly.
The golden light was very spiritual. After being blocked, it flew back upside down, turned half a circle in the air, and attacked again. The white tiger also jumped into the air, and two huge claws reached out.
Zhang Ling stood still, but his eyes became a bit colder. Countless yellow sand grains quickly gathered into two yellow earth dragons, blocking the white tiger's claws.
As for the golden light, three flying swords surrounded him, and there was a burst of tinkling sounds, constantly blocking this attack.
The golden light was obviously not a spiritual power attack. The irregular thing wrapped inside seemed to be some kind of magic weapon.
Not to mention transformed demon cultivators, many would refine magic weapons like human cultivators. Even some demon beasts with not weak intelligence would also use magic weapons and other objects.
Most of them are treasures left behind by cultivators who died at their mouths. Of course, demon beasts are not as skilled as human cultivators in using magic weapons. But sometimes they can also have miraculous effects, increasing their strength.
But this white tiger is not flesh and blood, and there is no Yin Sha aura on its body. It is not a simple demon ghost. I don't know what it is.
During the moment Zhang Ling pondered, the Di Sha(地煞: earth evil) earth spirit formed by yellow sand had already entangled the white tiger. He shook his hand and released another stream of Heavenly Star Sand, intending to trap the white tiger in it.
With a howl of a tiger.
A golden wave of energy erupted from the white tiger's body, instantly turning the two Di Sha(地煞: earth evil) earth spirits into sand grains. The beast broke free and pounced over.
At the same time, Zhang Ling also saw a somewhat shocking scene.
The surrounding golden spiritual power transformed into cyclones and light spots, at this moment, as if they had found a vent, frantically covered the white tiger's body. In the blink of an eye, the white tiger was dyed into a golden tiger, its body enlarged by several circles, and its aura was rapidly increasing.
"Not good."
Zhang Ling's expression changed slightly, and a gray small flag appeared in his hand. With a quick wave, a large cloud of gray mist emerged. The Xuanwu(玄武: black tortoise) also appeared beside him, spitting out black ice mist to attack.
The white tiger suddenly wildly absorbed the golden spiritual power here, which was very similar to mobilizing the heaven and earth's spiritual energy.
But in reality, it was not like this. It was just that the golden spiritual energy in the cave was strong, unlike other places. The white tiger's aura was also golden spiritual power, which is why it attracted the golden spiritual energy here.
This situation is more like a fire sprite or ice sprite, a special spiritual body born in an extreme environment. These spiritual bodies can all use a single spiritual energy to quickly increase their strength.
Fortunately, the gray mist formed by the Four Directions Flag covered the white tiger. Although it could not completely block the golden spiritual energy, it greatly reduced the speed at which the white tiger absorbed the spirit energy.
The gray mist spread, and the ice wind swept across. In a moment, the white tiger jumped into the air and was frozen into a black ice sculpture.
Immediately afterwards, the Xuanwu(玄武: black tortoise) transformed into a giant tortoise about ten feet in size. With a bang, it crashed into it. The ice sculpture shattered, and the white tiger was torn to pieces.
But the white tiger was not killed. The golden light that shot out from the tiger's mouth flashed and transformed back into a miniature version of the little tiger, fleeing towards the entrance of the cave.
Zhang Ling snorted coldly, having expected this. A dark black vine rolled over and wrapped around the little tiger.
The vine wrapped the tiger tightly, but the little tiger refused to be outdone. It rolled in the air, emitting a dazzling golden light. With a rustling tearing sound, the vines wrapped around its body were cut into pieces.
But Zhang Ling's obstruction was more than just this one attack.
A cloud of gray mist followed closely and wrapped the little tiger in it. After a series of banging sounds, the gray mist continued to compress, turning into a ten-foot-sized gray light sphere, trapping the little tiger inside.
The golden light flickered inside, and the little tiger was still struggling, but it could no longer escape. Zhang Ling carefully examined the little tiger inside.
"Huh, this is."
His expression turned strange as he looked at it.
The little tiger inside seemed to realize that it couldn't break free, so it calmed down, curled up into a ball, and turned into a hazy golden light, disappearing. But in the golden light, there was a palm-sized white-gold thing wrapped. It looked like a piece of iron, with several cracks on it, and the edges were very uneven.
This seems to be the main body of the white tiger, more like a fragment of a certain magic treasure.
How could a fragment have such spirituality and be able to transform into a demon spirit-like existence?
Zhang Ling was silent for a moment, then he moved his mind and transmitted a voice to Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow). "Senior, do you recognize what kind of treasure this is?"
"Huh, a spiritual treasure." After a few breaths, Lan Que's(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) lazy voice came.
A black light flashed from the sleeve, and a black gourd flew out. In a piece of light and shadow, Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) appeared beside him. He glanced at the golden-white iron sheet in the gray light sphere and also showed a hint of curiosity.
"A spiritual treasure? You mean this is a fragment of a spiritual treasure?" Zhang Ling showed a surprised look when he heard the words 'spiritual treasure'.
"This is indeed a fragment of a spiritual treasure." Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) gently waved his hand and directly took the iron sheet into his hand.
The iron sheet was very spiritual. As soon as it flew out of the gray mist, it released a golden light and gathered again into a miniature white tiger phantom, wanting to escape.
Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) flicked his finger unhurriedly, shooting out a golden thread and a blue thread, wrapping around the white tiger phantom. This thing settled down and turned back into an iron sheet.
"Such spirituality, this spiritual treasure may have been refined using the spirit sacrifice method." Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) touched the iron sheet, and saw that there were many golden-white spiritual patterns on the iron sheet, which were very beautiful.
Zhang Ling naturally knew the spirit sacrifice method.
The spirit sacrifice method can actually be regarded as the weapon spirit method, which is a method of refining treasures.
Melting a special spiritual body into a magic weapon can produce a weapon spirit, which enhances the power of the magic weapon. This is the weapon spirit method. This method often requires finding a suitable spiritual body, and the fusion is also forced, with a high failure rate.
Therefore, when fusing a special spiritual body, the spirit's intelligence will be erased to increase the success rate. But even if it succeeds, the magic weapon will not have high spirituality, and it is just a clever method.
And the spirit sacrifice method.
Is when refining a treasure, a spiritual body is willing to sacrifice itself and merge into the treasure. This will increase the success rate of fusion a lot. Once successful, most of the spiritual body's original consciousness will be retained.
Although with the passage of time, the consciousness of the weapon spirit will also change, and may be missing a lot of memory, it is often no longer the original spiritual body.
In the end, these methods are all acquired methods.
The real weapon spirit is only that kind of treasure that has spirituality from the beginning. As the spirituality continues to increase, a complete intelligence is born.
According to Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow), there is an extremely mysterious race in the spirit world called the Object Spirit Race. They are creatures formed from objects that have given birth to complete intelligence. Although the number of people is not large, they have always been quite mysterious.
But legend has it that the Object Spirit Race has a divine spring. The spiritual liquid produced in it, if you only ask for a little, and add it to your magic weapon, you can make the magic weapon give birth to low-level spirituality.
He learned these information occasionally when communicating with Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow).
"This fragment is so damaged, it stands to reason that the spirituality must be greatly lost. It is really amazing to still have such spirituality. It seems that either the refining material is somewhat special, or it is related to the environment here." Looking at the golden-white iron sheet in his hand, Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) also sighed.
Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) naturally also keenly discovered the strong golden spiritual power in the cave.
Zhang Ling nodded, this point was indeed a bit strange.
"You can keep this thing, maybe it will be useful." Lan Que(蓝雀: Blue Sparrow) tossed the iron sheet in his hand and threw it over.
A flash of spiritual light appeared in Zhang Ling's hand, and he shot out a dozen yellow spiritual patterns and hit them on the iron sheet, adding a layer of seal on it, and then put the thing into the storage bag.
Anything can happen in the world of cultivating immortals, and not all monks can fully understand it. It is not uncommon to discover some special things.
However, this spiritual treasure fragment has such spirituality. If it is re-refined, it may be refined into a treasure with good power.
Zhang Ling also thought of the transformed wolf demon he met not long ago, who was also chasing a white tiger. It is possible that there is more than just this one spiritual treasure fragment in this place.
Thinking of this, he became very interested. He condensed his divine sense power and searched carefully in the stone cave.
After a while, in addition to discovering more than a dozen middle-grade gold spirit stones and a few high-grade gold spirit stones, as well as some broken ordinary magic weapon fragments, he did not find this kind of highly spiritual spiritual treasure fragments.
Zhang Ling secretly thought that he was greedy and insufficient. He chuckled and jumped directly onto the collapsed square platform. There was still a lonely corpse on it that had not been checked.
This corpse was obviously the remains of an ancient cultivator. It had long turned into a skeleton, presenting a posture of sitting cross-legged. A sweep of his divine sense did not reveal any storage bags or anything like that. Zhang Ling revealed a disappointed look.
Then he noticed that the remains had been moved. Although the posture was still well maintained, the clothes he was wearing were open. It is possible that the several demon cultivators or other people who came here earlier had already taken the storage bag.
After all, there were at least two groups of monks who came here earlier than him. The top-quality spirit stone he originally wanted to find was probably nowhere to be found.
Zhang Ling sighed, waved his hand and tore off the clothes on the remains. This piece of clothing was a black robe, which felt extremely soft in his hand. But a long time had passed, and there were no traces of decay. Obviously, it was woven from some kind of spirit silk.
After putting away the black robe, he planned to leave this place and search other places. There was still a large area of this abandoned spirit mine that had not been searched.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's eyes caught a glimpse of a flash of golden light in the center of the leg bones of the sitting remains. It seemed that something was hidden below.
His eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, a golden small sword the size of a finger flew into his eyes.
A sweep of his divine sense revealed some dark spiritual patterns, emitting a faint wave of spiritual power, which was also gold-attributed spiritual power. It seemed to be a magic weapon.
This place was full of gold spiritual power. If he didn't sense it carefully, he would have almost ignored it.
Zhang Ling hit a spiritual power on it. He just wanted to try, could this small golden sword be activated, what power could it have?
When the spiritual power was injected into it, this extremely small golden sword flew around in front of him, then grew bigger, turning into a three-foot-long golden sword.
But strangely, the enlarged golden sword did not look sharp, as if it was filled with air. With a slight sway, it swayed like a belt.
Zhang Ling was even more puzzled. Could this be a device made by this ancient cultivator to coax children? It didn't seem to have any power.
At this moment, the soft golden flying sword let out a sword cry. With a flash of golden light, a sword light rushed out and hit the sky directly.
Loud rumbling sounds continued. Suddenly, the golden clouds above the stone cave rolled rapidly and condensed into dense spiritual patterns. The entire stone cave also vibrated as if there was an earthquake. It seemed that some kind of formation was activated.
Zhang Ling felt something was wrong. His body flashed, intending to quickly escape from the stone cave.
Just as he jumped into the air, before he could use his escape light, the golden clouds had formed a huge golden vortex, and a terrifying suction force came from it. His body involuntarily flew into it.
Zhang Ling's expression changed drastically, and he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to barely stabilize his body. But the suction force generated by the golden clouds suddenly increased several times, and still forcibly pulled him into it.
At the same time, it wasn't just the stone cave where he was that was shaking. The entire abandoned spirit mine was shaking violently.
The golden spiritual energy here seemed to have consciousness, forming golden wind clusters that soared wildly in countless mine tunnels.
