In the main hall, several Great Masters of the Instrument Dao nodded one after another, willing to help.
The importance of immortal artifacts to the universe is self-evident, but anyone who knows about a foreign land will want to repair it.
What's more, in this era when there are no true immortals, it is undoubtedly a great honor to have the opportunity to repair immortal weapons.
"Ling Xiaoyou said that only the power of the origin of the instrument path can restore the spirit of the immortal weapon."
The master of the Divine Craftsman Hall hesitated, implying that those who did not comprehend the power of the origin could not help.
At that moment, four people took a step back, and the meaning was self-evident.
"Six people, that's enough."
The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall smiled, according to Ling Xian's words, five people were enough to revive Zhen Shiding's spirit.
"I have more important tasks."
"If the power of the origin is a medicinal material, then what I want to do is a medicinal guide, and only by combining the two can the spirit of Zhen Shiding be revived."
"Five people are enough, but we must cheer up the spirit of twelve, and we must not slack off."
Ling Xian warned that it was impossible to revive Zhen Shiding's spirit only by relying on the power of the origin, and it was only possible to revive the spirit of the immortal weapon by adding a magical magic decision.
This method is the most important part, and the Instrument Immortal has already taught him.
"I understand."
The master of the Divine Craftsman Hall said, "Please, little friend." ” "Leave it to me."
Ling Xian nodded solemnly, the immortal weapon was too important to the universe, and with the ability to restore it, he was naturally obliged.
"Okay, let's get started."
With a wave of his sleeves, the master of the Divine Craftsman Hall sent the red-clothed woman and other grandmasters out of the main hall with soft force, and then raised his hand to seal it, and three shocking divine powers descended, enveloping this place.
"Supreme Soldier" Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, knowing that these three supreme soldiers complemented each other, even if the two supreme soldiers joined forces, they would not be pleased.
Therefore, he put his mind at ease, and his ten fingers flew up and down, and finally formed a strange magic seal.
Suddenly, the mysterious power condensed at his fingertips, ready to go.
This is the magic seal passed on to him by the Immortal, and it is the key to reviving the spirit of the immortal weapon, without this method, it is impossible for a hundred great masters who have comprehended the power of the origin to repair the spirit of the immortal weapon.
"Let's start too."
With a wave of his sleeves, the power of the origin of the instrument path emerged and landed on the Zhenshi Immortal Ding.
At the same time, Ning Fengyu and the other four great masters also gathered the power of the origin and shrouded the pitch-black Dading of the Heavens of Kezhen.
However, it did not cause any movement, it was like mud entering the sea, and there was no ripple in sight.
This made the Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall frown slightly and looked at Ling Xian.
"It's not that it doesn't work, it's that it has little effect."
"Therefore, you don't feel anything, and it takes half a month to see the results."
Ling Xian's expression was solemn, and his strange power was condensed, waiting for the critical moment.
"Understood."
The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall furrowed his brows, calming down and paying full attention.
The same is true of the other great masters.
Time passed quietly, and half a month later, Zhenshi Xianding finally changed.
There is no divine light, and there is no rhyme, but there is a touch of spirituality, like the finishing touch, which comes to life in an instant.
This lifted the spirits of everyone present, knowing that it had already had an effect, and as long as they persisted, it was possible to awaken the spirit of the immortal weapon At that time, Zhenshi Xianding will gradually recover, and one day, it will be able to return to its heyday "Ling Xiaoyou's method really works."
The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall smiled, looking at Ling Xian's gaze without a trace of doubt.
However, at this moment, the unexpected happened.
An old man in white suddenly coughed up blood and could no longer release the power of the source.
Suddenly, the spirituality of Zhenshi Immortal Ding was a little weaker, looming, if there was nothing.
This made the faces of everyone present change, firstly, because the old man in white suddenly coughed up blood, and secondly, because the power of the origin was interrupted, which was likely to make the previous efforts go to waste.
However, no one can do it.
The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall and the others had already done their best, and the rest of the people had not comprehended the power of the Origin and could not help.
At the last moment, Ling Xian stepped forward, condensing the strange magic seal with one hand and releasing the power of the origin with the other, stabilizing the spirituality of Zhenshi Immortal Ding.
"Thank you, little friend."
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The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall let out a long sigh of relief, and so did the old man in white.
It was hard to see hope, and if it was because he failed, then he would be a sinner.
At that moment, he arched his hand towards Ling Xian as a sign of gratitude.
Xu was affected by the injury, and the old man was covered in blood, dyed red and white, which was shocking.
"Brother Dao, you are a secret wound," the master of the Divine Craftsman Hall frowned.
"I was hurt many years ago, but I didn't expect it to break out today."
The old man in white had gloomy eyes and a face full of guilt.
Years of dark injuries broke out, making him extremely weak, and it can even be said that his life is hanging by a thread, and in this case, it is impossible for him to continue to shoot.
And without him, there would be no way to make up five people, so how could the old man not feel guilty "Brother Dao, heal your wounds first, your life is at stake."
The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall sighed, he didn't expect such a fatal accident.
"I'm sorry, I," the old man felt guilty.
"It's not your fault, it's just a coincidence."
The master of the Divine Craftsman Hall was relieved: "Brother Dao can recuperate with peace of mind, it's a big deal, I'll try again when you get better." ” Hearing this, the old man in white sighed and said no more.
"Little friend, what should I do now, continue or give up" The Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall shifted his gaze to Ling Xian, waiting for him to come up with an idea.
The same is true for the rest.
Unconsciously, Ling Xian had become their backbone, at least in the matter of repairing the Zhenshi Ding Spirit, he had the absolute right to speak.
"I forgot to say before that once the spirit of Zhenshi Immortal Ding is alarmed, it must be completely awakened, otherwise, it will only aggravate its injuries."
"After all, it's already weak, like a dying person, and one more word will drain a penny of vitality."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, very helpless.
Originally, he was nine out of ten, because the task of the Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall and others was very simple, they only needed to release the power of the source endlessly.
Unexpectedly, the old man in white's secret injury suddenly broke out, turning the good situation into a dilemma.
"Oops."
The heart of the Lord of the Divine Craftsman Hall sank, although it was not absolute, but Ling Xian had already expressed it very clearly, if he could not revive the Spirit of the Immortal Ding this time, then next time, the hope would be even more slim.
"Well, it's all my fault."
The old man in white became more and more guilty, and said, "If I were more careful, it would not cause a situation where it was difficult to ride a tiger." ” "It's pointless to talk about this now, fortunately, we still have five people, enough to revive the Spirit of the Immortal Ding, it's just" Ling Xian sighed softly and didn't continue.
But what he wanted to say, everyone here knew.
With Ling Xian's words, it was true that there were enough five people, but he had a more important task, and that was the key to whether or not he could revive the spirit of the Immortal Ding "I'll do it."
The master of the Divine Craftsman Hall spoke in a deep voice, and Ning Fengyu and the others also spoke one after another, willing to take on the responsibility of two people by themselves.
"Don't fight, you can't do it."
"It must take the best efforts of the five great grandmasters to revive the spirit of the Immortal Ding, not one less."
"In other words, it can only be me."
Ling Xian sighed softly, his eyes turning firm
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