Legend of the Transcendent

"Why can't I use it? I should be able to detonate the Deadly Thousand Thunder."

"And then?"

"What do you mean 'and then'?"

"Then you won't be able to escape either! You'll be doomed by the aftermath of the explosion!"

"Uh, okay, I won't use it."

Mi Xiaojing had no choice but to put the Deadly Thousand Thunder into his Immortal Pouch.

Wang Weijun reminded him, "It's best to put the goose bottle into the Immortal Pouch as well."

Mi Xiaojing asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Because it's an ancient artifact. Having it proves that you've obtained treasures from the ruins. How will you deal with it if someone notices?"

Mi Xiaojing suddenly realized. The goose bottle was not a common item in the current Cultivation World. He nodded and said, "I understand."

He immediately put the goose bottle into the Immortal Pouch. Mi Xiaojing had to admit that he was not as careful as Wang Weijun in this regard.

The next treasure on the table was covered by a layer of prohibition. It was two ancient spears, fighting each other within the prohibition, making a faint clinking sound.

Mi Xiaojing felt like his horizons were broadened. This was the first time he had seen sentient weapons that could grind and compete against each other.

The ancient spear was one of the favorite weapons of ancient cultivators, but no one refines them now. These two ancient spears were top-grade spiritual weapons. Through self-grinding, they were almost reaching the level of treasure weapons. Their quality was quite good.

Mi Xiaojing observed carefully. The ancient spear was about two palms long, half of it was the handle, and the other half was the spearhead. It looked small and exquisite, shimmering with a faint halo.

The spearhead was cyan-gold, and the handle was black. The two ancient spears looked exactly the same, suspended in the prohibition, occasionally colliding with each other, sparking a string of tiny sparks.

Wang Weijun was also observing. He said, "These are good ancient spears, but it's a pity you can't use them!"

Mi Xiaojing was speechless, "Whether I can use them or not, I can't just leave them here, can I?"

Wang Weijun said, "It's also troublesome to collect them. You need a specific magical technique. If you're not careful, you might not be able to collect them."

Mi Xiaojing really liked these two ancient spears. The main reason was not their power, but their beauty. Their exquisite craftsmanship would involuntarily generate a good impression.

He asked, "What should I do?"

Mi Xiaojing knew that since Wang Weijun said so, there must be a way. After spending so much time together, he had an unspeakable trust in Wang Weijun. It seemed that this guy was omnipotent and knew everything.

This was obviously Mi Xiaojing being blind. With his current strength, the things he came into contact with were basically low-level. These were not stressful for Wang Weijun.

In fact, there were many things that Wang Weijun didn't understand or couldn't do. It's just that Mi Xiaojing hadn't seen them yet.

Once Mi Xiaojing also reached the height of the Body Fusion stage, he would be able to master Wang Weijun's knowledge and experience, and might even surpass him.

After some effort, he finally collected the two ancient spears. Mi Xiaojing found that there was a word on each of the ancient spears. One was the ancient word "stop", and the other was the ancient word "yang".

One was called Stop Spear, and the other was called Yang Spear. This was a pair of spears.

The grade of this pair of spears was very high. Unless Mi Xiaojing reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he could barely use them. He couldn't use them at all now because his cultivation level was too low.

He also put them into the Immortal Pouch. Although he couldn't use them for the time being, they were indeed real treasures.

Mi Xiaojing muttered, "Why isn't there a sword?"

"In ancient times, either they didn't use swords, or the swords they used were extremely powerful and of high quality. Unlike the current cultivators, everyone has a sword, whether they are human or ghost. They have almost worn out the real ancient swords. There is a big difference between the ancient swords and the current ones."

"Hmm, there's a sword."

Mi Xiaojing suddenly saw a very small sword floating on a table not far away. He had never seen such a small sword before. It was like a toy, no more than three inches long. If you didn't look carefully, you might overlook it.

He quickly stepped forward. There were a few other items on the table next to him, but Mi Xiaojing didn't pay attention to them for the time being. He went straight for the strange sword.

Three inches long, semi-transparent. If it weren't for the halo emitted by the sword body and the extremely thin Silver Radiance sprayed from the sword tip, Mi Xiaojing wouldn't have noticed this sword.

"This sword is so strange!"

"Treasure weapon!"

Wang Weijun felt bitter in his heart. A treasure weapon was a level higher than a spiritual weapon. The Wind Thunder Sword he had originally was a treasure weapon, but it was shattered by someone with one blow.

The sword in front of him was definitely not a low-grade treasure weapon. Its quality was better than his Wind Thunder Sword back then. However, he was not clear about the name and function of this sword.

Mi Xiaojing was overjoyed, "Wow, a treasure weapon level sword, now I have a good weapon!"

"Don't dream. You can only use the early stage of the spirit sword and can't exert its maximum power. As for the treasure weapon level sword, you can't control it at all during the Foundation Establishment stage. Even if you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you can barely collect it into your body. As for using it, hehe."

Mi Xiaojing smiled bitterly. This was a big blow. The treasure sword he had obtained couldn't be used, which was really depressing.

When he collected the sword, Mi Xiaojing noticed that there were words on the sword body, "It's strange, there are words on all the ancient weapons!"

Yin Yao!

Yin Yao Ancient Sword!

This Yao has two meanings. One is the meaning of escape, and the other is the meaning of demon spirit. That is to say, there is a demon spirit in this sword.

Mi Xiaojing was already quite familiar with the ancient text. He understood the special features of this sword at a glance. However, he didn't have the ability to tame this sword for the time being, so he had to put it into the Immortal Pouch.

Although he had collected another good sword, Mi Xiaojing still felt regretful. It was not because the things he got were not good, but because his cultivation level was not enough. Due to his own reasons, he couldn't complain about anything.

There were nine tables with items. Mi Xiaojing had already collected from four tables, leaving five tables. He was very hopeful that he could find some things he could use.

So far, the things he had obtained, the Nine Turns Danhu, and the Three Turns Baodan, Mi Xiaojing couldn't use.The Immortal Pouch can be used, and the top-grade Spirit Stones inside it can be used, but the Immortal Spirit Stones cannot be used.

He still doesn't know that the wine in the goose bottle is Immortal Spirit Wine, which actually cannot be drunk.

Thirty-seven Deadly Thousand Thunders, cannot be used!

A pair of ancient spears, Zhi Ge and Yang Ge, both cannot be used!

The Hidden Ancient Sword, cannot be used!

Mi Xiaojing bitterly smiled. All of these were high-grade items, but the vast majority of them couldn't be used. It was truly a bit tragic. He could only hope that the next item would be usable.

He arrived at a table full of anticipation.

An ancient lamp, one foot tall.

This lamp was very peculiar. The lamp base was a seated figure, holding a lamp column in its arms, with a lamp tray on top. The lamp column and tray were not the main point, but the seated figure was.

Although the figure was only the size of a toy, it was lifelike. It was a bald old man with a white beard, his face aged. On his upper body, the skin decorations were actually spiritual patterns. His legs were crossed in a seated position, with the lamp column resting on them. A deep blue robe was tied around his waist, covering his legs.

On the lamp tray, a point of purple light flickered. It was a tiny flame, the size of a bean.

"This figure looks just like a real person."

Hmm, there will be another update tonight, but it might be a bit late. Old Xiao is still working hard on typing. Friends who can't wait can read it tomorrow.

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