As Li Wan spoke, wisps of silver-white stars shining with spiritual brilliance floated towards him like silk threads.

It is difficult for ordinary people to see these stars, let alone touch them, but Li Wan seems to be able to completely control them, and as soon as she reaches out to catch them, she is like peeling off a cocoon, collecting them all from the void in her hand.

These stars converged in Li Wan's hands, gradually converging into a tiny star, like fireflies in a midsummer night.

"These people's beliefs have converged, and they have really formed a wishing power, which is what I have obtained!" Li Wan said with a hint of joy on his face, "Since the beginning of the day, I have collected enough for dozens of treasure soldiers to need, and I believe that it can be maintained in the future, and the source will continue to increase." ”

The bronze Dao people are well-informed, and said indifferently: "You don't hesitate to show your magic power in front of them, and you will naturally be able to get a vow, especially if they are in a desperate situation, there is no savior, and the wish power is more refined, if not, with more than 10,000 people, they may not be able to meet the needs of a treasure soldier!"

Li Wan said: "That's true. ”

As he spoke, he let go of the star and let it float to his side, and soon after, he flew three feet above his head, where there seemed to be an invisible gate in the void, and the colored circle of light flowed through, leading the star point with endless treasure light.

The star gradually dissolved into it, and vaguely, it could be seen floating in, merging into a huge golden forehead sitting under a giant tree.

At the moment when the stars entered the body, the entire Dharma Phase seemed to surge with a sense of life, as if it had come to life.

Seeing this, the bronze Dao man sighed lightly, and said with some surprise: "You actually attribute it to the Fa Phase, instead of absorbing it yourself? It's no wonder that the sentient beings' willing power contains seven emotions and six desires, and if they are integrated too much, although it is beneficial to your cultivation, it is also easy to lose their nature. Enter Shinto. ”

Li Wan didn't reply, but closed her eyes slightly, quietly feeling the feedback of ideas coming from it.

When the stars entered the body, he seemed to incarnate sentient beings, tasting the despair and fear surrounded by the demon army, and then, it was the manifestation of the Dao Law, the blessing of the treasure light, the almost miraculous reversal, and the incomparable joy. Agitated......

All kinds of meanings, deep and far-reaching, endless aftertaste.

After a while, Li Wan opened his eyes and said slowly: "I use the law to seal the gods and condense the golden body, so I am not afraid of being contaminated with these causes and effects." ”

Tong Dao said: "But when you cultivate to the late stage, I'm afraid you still need to cut out yourself and achieve true spiritual venerable." When the time comes, will you give up all this power?"

"It's just a foreign object, what I need is the process of gathering the wishes of all beings, not the result. When I reach the later stage of cultivation, the power of creation will definitely have been achieved, and cutting off these is. Li Wan said, "Didn't the seniors just now worry that I was in the luck of my own way." Is the weakness obvious, so that you can pursue the advantages and avoid the disadvantages. ”

The bronze Daoist smiled: "You also need great determination to practice like this." But it seems that you have made up your mind. ”

He could see that Li Wan had already made up his mind about the follow-up path, and he didn't say anything.

Not long after, the Tongdao people lost interest in watching the movements of Han Yu and the others, so they faded away and disappeared into this hall.

He was originally quietly thinking about movement, and through the great array of condensing the Dharma Body, he came to Li Wan's retreat place to chat with him, and now he has returned to the Creation Ding to practice.

He is a remnant soul, no more general than Li Wan, he can move around at will, and a lot of cultivation and longevity can be cut.

Li Wan didn't care about him, and watched quietly.

The images in the mirror are sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, but eventually they become clearer and clearer.

This is the reason why everyone's willingness has found sustenance and is maintained on the magic weapon of the Amber Mountain Sect.

After the manifestation incident, although Han Yu and the others did not say anything, in their hearts, they were already grateful to Dade, trusted the divine soldiers in their hands, and loved them far more than before, even to the point of placing their faith in Cheng Dù.

The firmer this belief is, the more willing power will continue to gather and be accepted and used by Li Wan.

A few days passed quickly, and Li Wan watched them usher in an army of demons and fight with the little demons all over the mountains.

Countless demons were killed, but there were also human monks who died, and the two sides clashed fiercely and fought endlessly.

From day to night, and from night to day, the suffering, pride, sorrow, joy, anger and sorrow of all beings seem to be interpreted in it.

In the midst of the battle, wisps of silver light like silk threads appeared again, like a clear spring trickle, floating endlessly.

One end of them was held by those monks who were holding mutant divine weapons, and the other was held by the eyebrows of the golden body of the Spirit Venerable, like a karmic entanglement.

Every time a monk with a divine weapon dies in battle, the corresponding silk thread will be cut off, and the influx of will power come to an abrupt end, but every time a companion puts away the divine soldier and plunges into the battle again, a new silk thread will also appear, and it will still be the same as before.

The thickness of the silk thread and the willingness to enter are also large and small, whenever someone relies on the magic weapon in his hand to kill a strong enemy, the belief is firmer, and this willingness is also increased by a point.

With this battle, Li Wan collected another light ball the size of a dragon's eye.

He felt the surging feelings of all beings, all kinds of beliefs, gradually dissolved and combined, and transformed into faith and worship for the divine soldiers in his hand, and finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Finally succeeded, the next thing is to see if this magic weapon can really work!"

Li Wan flicked it lightly, and a touch of spiritual light of Lingzun ignited the great supernatural power and injected it into the light cluster in front of him, and immediately, this light cluster seemed to be dyed with a layer of smart light, and the little silver white was like rippling water waves, surging endlessly.

The spiritual light contained in the spiritual power of Lingzun is indeed a powerful power that is enough to open the spiritual wisdom of the magic weapon and ignite the mundane things, and it also vaguely involves the spiritual part of the law of creation, but there is a big shortcoming that cannot be avoided, that is, this kind of power can only be used as an introduction, either temporarily stored zài, unable to hold for a long time, or buried as a seed, with treasure materials as soil, with spiritual essence as water, all kinds of care, and the large array complements each other, after a long period of cultivation and refining, it is possible to achieve the real instrument spirit.

However, this group of silver-white light condensed by the power of everyone's wishes seemed to break this common sense, and after it was integrated into the spiritual seed, it immediately prompted it to take root and sprout, grow rapidly, and turn into a cloud of spiritual light.

Li Wan watched as it passed through the void, flowing back along one of the thicker silver wires, completely blending into the battlefield, and the treasure in the hands of one of them.

It was a monk in the middle stage of the foundation building realm, and he had a purple gold magic bell in his hand.

This person's cultivation is medium, and among the cultivators who participated in the battle, he was not conspicuous, and the purple gold magic bell real weapon that he relied on was a mutated treasure blessed by the treasure light, and he already possessed a powerful power above the peerless.

Under the control of the monk, the purple gold magic bell floated in front of him, and from time to time there was a crisp sound, and the approaching demon wailed miserably, staggering, and was killed by the other monks.

This is the purple gold magic bell, the sound of killing magic contained in it, the magic sound of suppression, can cleanse the soul, and attack the enemy unprepared.

It's a pity that this magic weapon is only a real weapon after all, and its own power can only have an effect on the enemy who has suffered a few feet, if you want to defeat the enemy by yourself, you must concentrate the magic gang and condense the power of the sound wave with all your might, but this monk's own cultivation is limited, and when he shakes the magic bell for a while, he feels that the magic gang is worn out and difficult to hold for a long time.

The monk was anxious, and he became more and more anxious, wishing that he had a powerful spiritual treasure in his hand, defeating the enemy, and being invincible.

Because his own cultivation is meager, and he doesn't master many magical spells, he can only pin more hopes on external objects, and his faith is far more sincere than ordinary people.

Suddenly, the monk's ears moved, and he seemed to hear an apparition in the air.

"Sincerely, the golden stone is open, since you are so sincere, this seat will give you a spiritual treasure......"

The monk frowned in confusion: "What sound?"

Just as he lost his mind, the purple gold magic bell in his hand suddenly appeared with endless silver-white light, like the breath of a powerful creature surging.

At this moment, its grade soared, and it quickly rose from a superb real weapon to the realm of a spiritual treasure.

But all the magic weapons that have the awakening of the spirit can be called the spirit treasure, but the grade division, the treasure body occupies a considerable proportion, with the foundation of this superb real weapon, it can be set in the ordinary spirit treasure, it is already the limit, but under the blessing of this silver and white light, it is light to break through the mortal product, to reach the realm of the upper grade, and the inner physical properties have changed again, and the layers of dao pattern prohibitions are engraved and constantly strengthened.

Soon, this magic weapon was finally fixed in the grade of the treasure spirit treasure.

The silver-white light turned into a powerful instrument spirit, which lived in the womb, making the name of the treasure worthy of its name.

The aura of this artifact spirit was very powerful, almost comparable to a real Yuanying monk, and after it appeared, it immediately drummed with mana, and the bells sounded everywhere, floating in the middle of the battlefield.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The invisible bell sound, with a powerful power, spreads everywhere and penetrates.

Inside and outside the radius of hundreds of feet, hundreds of little demon minions screamed and ran wildly, and even some turned their heads and rushed towards their own battle array.

"What's wrong with these demons? Are they all crazy?"

"Good chance, kill hard!"

None of the surviving cultivators who have survived until now are simple people, and when they saw this, they hurriedly seized the opportunity and continued to kill the enemy.

The owner of the purple gold magic bell was stunned, and he felt that the magic weapon in his hand seemed to have undergone an incredible mutation, and even the machine spirit appeared.

After becoming a spiritual treasure, its own inner mana has become very powerful, and when it urges it by itself, it only needs one thought, and it can be driven freely, and it will no longer be jerky and difficult in the past.

Not only that, but he also felt that a strange connection had been established between himself and this magic bell spirit treasure.

It is not only the closeness of blood connection, but also the connection of hearts, like arms and fingers.

This feeling is as if this magic weapon has become a part of his life, and his life is connected! (To be continued......)