"And the white toad you and I saw at that time was probably the spirit of this powerful magic weapon!"

Zhou Chun was quite shocked when he heard his words.

Immediately he couldn't help but said in surprise: "But isn't the magic weapon only able to be refined and used by monks at the Golden Core stage? And does such a thing as a weapon spirit really exist in the world?"

"It is true that magic weapons can only be refined and used with cultivation levels above the Golden Core stage, but Zhengchun, haven't you refined that thing now?"

When Zhou Mingde said this, he whispered: "As for the authenticity of the weapon spirit, since there has always been such a legend in the world of immortality, it means that it should be real!"

His explanation was reasonable and well-founded, and Zhou Chun could not refute it after hearing it.

But soon Zhou Chun thought of something again, and suddenly asked: "What about the weird roar before? What about the inexplicable fear of the Vulcan Jackals? How can we explain these?"

"The weird roar should be coming from that weapon spirit!"

"As for why Vulcan jackals are so afraid of white toads, it may also have something to do with the white toads' feet!"

Zhou Mingde continued to answer Zhou Chun's questions, seeming to have really understood everything.

But when Zhou Chun heard his answer, he frowned again and couldn't help but said: "What are the roots of the white toad? What does the Supreme Elder mean by this?"

When Zhou Mingde heard this, he immediately coughed twice and said: "Ahem, I will make a bold guess. The roots of the white toad weapon spirit are probably the demon soul of a fifth-level demon king. Therefore, even if it becomes a weapon spirit

, even if the memory is erased, he still has the pressure of the demon king that scares all demons!"

After hearing what he said, Zhou Chun was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide.

"The spirit of the demon soul of the fifth-level demon king, Supreme Elder, you really dare to think and speak!!"

Zhou Chun looked at Zhou Mingde with a strange expression, truly admiring him for daring to think.

He has always dared to think, but he really didn't dare to think about this kind of thing.

What kind of existence is the fifth-level demon king!

This kind of powerful existence that can rival the Yuanying Stage monks can be said to be much rarer than the Yuanying Stage monks.

Not to mention these people, even those golden elixir stage monks, I'm afraid they may not be able to see them once in their lifetime!

And to kill the fifth-level demon king, extract the demon soul and refine it into a magic weapon, and become the weapon spirit of the magic weapon, how much magical power should you have?

Would a strong man with such magical powers fall silently into the wilderness like that?

Even if the man who disappeared in the cold spring was not the person who refined this magic weapon, he could possess such a powerful magic weapon and he must not be a weakling. How could he die there?

When Zhou Chun said all this, Zhou Mingde replied matter-of-factly: "Perhaps the cultivation level of people who possess magic weapons is not as high as we thought. Zhengchun, you can't be considered as possessing this magic weapon now."

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This answer left Zhou Chun speechless for a moment.

In the end, he could only say: "Then what should I do next? Elder Taishang, do you have any suggestions?"

"If you ask me for advice, I suggest you leave it alone for the time being. Since this treasure has chosen you, it means you are destined to it and it shouldn't do anything to you."

"And since I can't discover it, it means that it also knows how to conceal treasures. You don't have to worry about other high-level monks discovering its presence in your body."

"As for the fact that you can't establish contact with it now, it's probably because your cultivation level is too low. In the future, you just need to focus on improving your cultivation level!"

Zhou Mingde pondered for a moment and then gave his own opinions and suggestions.

He said it easily, but Zhou Chun couldn't be as relaxed as he said.

But Zhou Chun didn't say anything more and verbally agreed.

After returning to his residence from the cave on the top of the mountain, Zhou Chun immediately began to concentrate on studying the white jade bead.

He first took the trouble to try to touch the white jade beads with his spiritual consciousness to convey his goodwill.

But no matter how many times he tried, his consciousness was bounced away.

Later, he tried to mobilize his golden soup magic power to touch the white jade bead, but the result was that he could not touch it at all.

Unable to touch or communicate, the white jade bead was like a piece of ice, ruthlessly rejecting Zhou Chun's overtures.

Fortunately, when Zhou Chun was meditating, he was not affected by the presence of white jade beads in his Dantian.

But from then on, whenever he had free time, Zhou Chun could not help but touch his lower abdomen, often frowning and remaining silent.

And just when Zhou Chun was worried about the unexpected extra white jade beads in his body, Zhou Daoyi, who had always worried him, finally appeared outside Longxing Valley.

"Phew, it's finally here!"
Chapter completed!