Zhang Xiaohan sat in the quiet room, and the process of refining the colorful feather fan was very smooth, so smooth that she couldn't believe it.
Sacrifice and refinement are not as simple as Yu Jian said, and only after sacrifice will you know that not all treasures will be sacrificed by any monk, especially this kind of treasure with the blood of ancient creatures.
It is natural that the treasure is refined by the monks and driven by the monks' sacrifices, but when the treasures are sacrificed, they are also choosing to sacrifice its monks.
The strength of the monk is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is the communication with the treasure and the recognition of the treasure.
It's like the golden Buddha statue that Zhang Xiaohan got from the Linglong Immortal Pagoda, not to mention the sacrifice, even a glance will bring Zhang Xiaohan's heart palpitations, and the spiritual power of the whole body will be mobilized to resist, and Fan Xiaofan can get the Buddha statue, and he can be included in the body for sacrifice, this is the choice of treasures for monks.
Of course, it is rare to see treasures like Buddha statues that are very harsh on the choice of monks, but as long as they are treasures, they have more or less their own temper, such as the Zhuxian bow and Zhuxian sword, which are actually this kind of treasures.
When Zhang Xiaohan got the wings of the phoenix, he hadn't compared it with treasures like the Zhuxian Bow and Zhuxian Sword, after all, such treasures were encountered by chance, and most of them were treasures that chose monks, not monks who chose treasures.
However, according to the method given by Yu Jian, Zhang Xiaohan discovered the uniqueness of the colorful feather fan, with the transmission of spiritual power, the colorful feather fan was full of color, and the feather fan seemed to be gradually resurrected.
This is a very subtle feeling, the feather fan is obviously in front of her, but she feels that she has gradually had a blood connection with herself, so she can't help but just want to infuse all the spiritual power in her body into the feather fan, and there is another feeling in her heart, that is, the infused spiritual power will soon be transferred back to her whole body through the feather fan.
And she is indeed doing this, infused with not only the spiritual power of the early stage of Mahayana, but also the purple qi that has been compressed dozens of times, although the purple intent in this spiritual power has been extremely faint.
For a long time, Zhang Xiaohan didn't consume all the spiritual power in the meridians, there was no such opportunity, and there was no need, but this time, the colorful feather fan easily grabbed all the spiritual power in Zhang Xiaohan's body, and fed back the spiritual power at the moment when her spiritual power was exhausted and her body was empty.
The moment a few people on the wind boat felt that the coercion was leaking, it was the reason why Zhang Xiaohan did not completely control it for a while when the spiritual power of the colorful lupine was fed.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohan sat in the quiet room in a daze, her face was full of surprise, and there was nothing in front of her, and the colorful feather fan that was still shining just now had disappeared out of thin air.
After a while, Zhang Xiaohan raised her hand to look at her right hand, her right hand was still so white and weak, her heart moved, and her fingers suddenly appeared with a colorful feather fan, and her mind moved again, and the feather fan disappeared into her right hand.
Zhang Xiaohan knew for the first time that not only the dantian could hold treasures, but also treasures could be stored in the palm of his hand.
But the palm of the hand is not a dantian after all, why did this colorful feather fan choose this place to live, and in Zhang Xiaohan's divine consciousness, she faintly felt that the colorful feather fan did not exist as a natal treasure, and her way of refining was not the way of refining the natal treasure weapon at all, so that she ignored the coercion that was leaked when the feather fan fed back.
After playing with the process of calling out the feather fan a few times, Zhang Xiaohan's cheeks showed joy, this colorful feather fan now seems to be a part of her palm, and between the swings of the palm, the feather fan can appear in the palm of the hand, and it can be directly activated without spiritual infusion.
You must know that when any magic weapon is refined, it must be controlled by spiritual power or divine consciousness, and there must be at least a process of communicating with the treasure during the period, even if the process is very short, there is also a process, otherwise why do the monks want to refine the natal treasure weapon, it is because the natal treasure is connected to the monk's heart and does not need to be excited.
But now, he inadvertently got this sacrificial mantra, and he actually let Zhang Xiaohan refine the colorful feather fan into the palm of his hand, and obtained an ability that is exactly the same as the natal treasure.
Suddenly moving again in his heart, Zhang Xiaohan took out the wings of the phoenix, looked at the pair of wings lying quietly in the jade box, and his eyes flashed with fanaticism.
If this pair of phoenix wings is refined, will it be like a colorful feather fan, directly settled on her back, as long as the mind moves, the wings will open at any time and fly thousands of miles away.
As long as she thinks about it, Zhang Xiaohan can't help but get excited, these are real wings, wings that can stay in the body, as long as they are refined, they will always be one with herself, and she can fly in the true sense.
It's not about flying with a sword, it's not about flying with spiritual power, it's about waving your wings, and you can harness the powers contained in your wings.
After looking at it for a while, the frenzy in Zhang Xiaohan's eyes slowly disappeared, and he reached out to close the jade box, calming his heart for a while.
The wings of the phoenix are good, but Luo Chengyu has already made it very clear, this is for the future young master of the Luo family, if she is sacrificed, won't she recognize the position of this young master's wife How could it be possible, how could she be the young master and wife of the Luo family, not to mention that Luoyang Jin had already given Di Xiaoyan a dowry, even if it was as the Di family wanted, the marriage contract was dissolved, and it was impossible for her to push herself to that position for a treasure.
After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Xiaohan asked himself if he could take out a treasure of the same value as the wings of the phoenix, in the Nine Domains, immortal stones are easy to obtain, but such treasures are not easy to obtain.
As for the idea of forcibly leaving the wings of the phoenix, Zhang Xiaohan didn't even think about it, the Luo family could stand in the Nine Domains for less than tens of thousands of years, and it was extremely unwise to offend the Luo family for a treasure.
When he opened the jade box again, Zhang Xiaohan's state of mind was calm, and he took out the wings of the phoenix from the jade box for the first time, threw them on his body, and the spiritual power flowed, covering the wings of the phoenix, only to feel a slight itch on his back, and then his back seemed to have something more.
Smiling slightly, he tried to spread his wings, and the wings, which were originally only the size of his palm, suddenly unfolded from his back, and the expanded wing surface was nearly two meters long, and the feeling of flesh and blood was all over his body, and he couldn't help but flow spiritual power to the wings, and he just wanted to try the effect of flying with the wings in this small quiet room.
But as soon as the spiritual power flowed, Zhang Xiaohan's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and she grabbed the wings on her back with her backhand, but no matter how fast her movements were, she didn't have as fast as the spiritual power in her body, and her hand had not touched a colorful feather, and the wings of the phoenix on her back disappeared suddenly.
In the body, there is a bridge between the colorful feather fan in the palm of his hand and the wings of the phoenix on his back, and under the traction of the colorful feather fan, the spiritual power in Zhang Xiaohan's meridians flows uncontrollably, pouring into the wings of the phoenix. t1706231537: