Li Chengfeng tried to think of a way to get out. He had never believed in superstitions, so he did not believe that he would be trapped here forever.
Li Chengfeng came to the blocked passage in the stone cave. He tried to circulate the immortal energy in his body, trying to sense the energy of plants and trees nearby.
However, within this area, Li Chengfeng could not sense a single trace of plant spiritual energy. Even if he wanted to use it, he could not.
This was the biggest drawback of Li Chengfeng's cultivation technique: it relied too much on the environment!
Li Chengfeng tried again, but to no avail. He looked at Yuehan dejectedly and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"
Yuehan shook her head bitterly.
Li Chengfeng did not pursue the matter any further. He said, "Then, if I find a spirit crystal and embed it into the Heaven Splitter Sword, would it be able to restore its magical power?"
Yuehan thought for a moment. "I don't know, I've never tried it before."
Li Chengfeng immediately dug out a spirit crystal and inserted it into the groove of the Heaven Splitter Sword. However, this spirit crystal was only the size of a human thumb, while the groove was the size of a goose's egg. If the spirit crystal were to be inserted, the moment the sword was lifted, it would fall out. How could it be inserted?
Li Chengfeng angrily threw the spirit crystal far away. He then looked around for a larger spirit crystal. However, after looking around, the largest spirit crystal he could find was only the size of a thumb. It did not meet the requirements of the Heaven Splitter Sword at all.
Yuehan smiled bitterly. "This spirit crystal the size of a goose's egg is worth as much as a high-grade magical weapon.
All the top-grade magical weapons in the world have spirit crystals of this size. If it were so easy to find, then magical weapons would be worthless. "
Li Chengfeng quickly understood. For a top-grade magical weapon, the most valuable thing was actually three parts. First, the craftsmanship of the craftsman.
This craftsmanship did not refer to blacksmithing, but the engraving of patterns and arrays on magical weapons.
This kind of super miniature magic circle was extremely complicated and precise. The person who drew it must be someone who was extremely proficient in magic circle research, and at the same time, had an extremely profound magic power cultivation base.
When drawing a magic formation, it was like a person controlling a huge force and then engraving it bit by bit in a certain place. The larger the place, the easier it was to draw it. This was because the gap between the patterns was also larger.
The smaller the area, the easier it would be to draw it, because the gap between the patterns would be smaller.
Once the two runes touched each other during the drawing process, the formation would immediately collapse, and the backlash would instantly devour the person drawing it!
A magic treasure's attributes, fighting style, and fighting characteristics all came from the magic array drawn on the magic treasure.
Second: A top-notch Spirit Soul.
In order for a magical weapon to truly unleash its own combat power and be able to fight on its own, it must be infused with a spirit soul. It could be the soul of a magical creature, a demon, a human, or even an immortal or a demon.
Different souls would result in different abilities and personalities of magical weapons. The stronger the spirit soul was when it was alive, the fiercer the magical weapon would be after it was infused with the magical weapon.
Therefore, the spirit soul's strength, intelligence, agility, and even stupidity would be passed on to this magical weapon.
Third: A top-grade spirit crystal!
For a top-grade magical weapon, even if it had a perfect magic array pattern and was infused with a top-notch spirit soul, if it did not have a top-grade spirit crystal to complement it, it would just be a defective product.
The magic array pattern determined the magical weapon's lower limit, the spirit soul infused determined the magical weapon's quality, and the true upper limit of a magical weapon was the spirit crystal embedded in it.
Not only did this Spirit Crystal have to be large enough to store enough magic power and Zhenyuan, it also had to be bright enough. Only a bright Spirit Crystal would be strong enough to withstand the powerful Zhenyuan and magic power of a great cultivator. Otherwise, a normal Spirit Crystal would shatter when a great cultivator poured their magic power into it.
Li Chengfeng thought of the spirit crystal used by Hidden Sword Court's Uncle Chen, and could not help but sigh. "If only that spirit crystal hadn't shattered!"
Yuehan suddenly said, "If Uncle Chen could find it, it means there must be a spirit crystal of this size in here. Let's keep looking, maybe we'll find it!"
Li Chengfeng perked up. "You're right!"
The two of them rested for a while, then forced themselves to look around. However, the cave was filled with glowing spirit crystals, dazzling them and making them dizzy. After a few rounds, they still could not find a spirit crystal the size of a chicken's egg, let alone one the size of a goose's egg.
Li Chengfeng walked a few rounds and dug out a few spirit crystals. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. The wounds on his body hurt like knives, some of them even opened up, and blood flowed out.
Li Chengfeng was so tired that he sat on the ground. Looking at the blocked cave not far away, he cursed, "What the hell, am I really going to be trapped here until I die?"
Yuehan also sat beside Li Chengfeng, staring at him. She thought to herself, 'If I die like this, I won't have to worry about anything.'
Li Chengfeng was in a bad mood. He felt something under his buttocks hurting him. He reached around and found a pouch with two cubes in it from his back pocket.
During the intense battle earlier, Li Chengfeng did not even notice its existence. Now that he had relaxed, he felt something pressing against his buttocks.
Li Chengfeng poured out the pouch, only to see the 'family heirloom' his father gave him fall out. Li Chengfeng laughed angrily. He picked up the 'Red Middle' tile and stained it with his finger.
He vented all his resentment on the mahjong tile. "Damn you, you're still causing trouble for me at a time like this!
Get the hell out of here! "
This reminded Yuehan of the time when both of them fell to the bottom of the valley. She could not help but smile.
Li Chengfeng glared and pretended to be angry. "How dare you laugh at me!" As he spoke, he threw the 'Red Middle' tile at Yuehan.
The 'Red Middle' tile flew past Yuehan, spinning in the air. The blood on the tile was quickly absorbed by the tile. Then, the engraving on the tile lit up. Just as it was about to hit the wall, it suddenly emitted a blinding light.
Boom!
There was a loud bang, as if a thousand-pound cannon had hit the stone wall. Instantly, the stone wall caved in, forming a huge hole!
Li Chengfeng and Yuehan, who had turned to look, were dumbfounded!
F * ck, what kind of plot is this?!
Li Chengfeng instinctively picked up the remaining 'Get Rich' mahjong tile. The blood on his hand was quickly absorbed by the tile and it glowed with a green light.