Wang Le did not expect that there was such a constraint on the use of the artifact, and the original owner must be able to fully exert the power of the artifact itself.

While feeling surprised, Wang Le couldn't help but feel confused.

Before Wang Le asked, Qing Yangzi said, "The refining of magical weapons is extremely harsh. Needless to mention the materials and divine patterns, first of all, the natal magic weapons hidden in the dantian of the heavenly warrior must be qualified to refine magical weapons. No matter how powerful other magic weapons are, they cannot be refined into magical weapons with a large number of heavenly and earth treasures."

When Wang Le heard Qingyangzi's explanation, he couldn't help but ask: "Why?"

Qing Yangzi pondered for a moment before replying: "Because after the magic weapon is refined, its power is already destined, and there is no potential to dig. In addition, the magic weapon does not have the spirituality required by the magic weapon."

After a pause, Qingyangzi continued: "And all the natal magic weapons have these two points, so they can be refined into magical artifacts."

Wang Le nodded to show his understanding, but couldn't help but mutter: "Although this leftover artifact cannot fully exert its power in the hands of the original owner as before, as long as it is half powerful, it is also fearful!"

Qingyangzi sighed and said, "That's the case, but on the peak god war at the Heavenly Level, the masters are only fighting between the front lines!"

When Lao Yang saw the Lord of the Lord, he couldn't help but laugh and comforted: "The Master of the Temple is the number one in the martial arts world. If he can win the first divine battle, then I believe he can win the peak divine battle with Di Hao in the future!"

Qing Yangzi nodded without comment, regaining his calm expression, and the worries on his face were wiped out, but Wang Le knew in his heart that the other party was still resentful and would not calm down because of Lao Yang's simple words.

Of course, Wang Le couldn't help but think that before this, whenever Qingyangzi mentioned his master Xiaoyaozi, he was full of fanatical worship without exception. Logically speaking, he would not be so worried.

Now that I think about it carefully, Wang Le's heart was like a mirror, and she knew very well that Qingyangzi should have secrets about Xiaoyaozi's ulterior motives, but she just couldn't tell her.

Otherwise, Qingyangzi would be confident in the peak battle between Xiaoyaozi and Di Hao.

The so-called abnormal things must be evil, and that's exactly what it means.

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Just as Wang Le was thinking about things absent-mindedly, Old Yang muttered: "Only the top-level figures at the Heavenly Level ignore the dangers of the forbidden area and live there for a long time."

Qingyangzi did not answer, but waved his hand and refused to continue talking about it. Then he took the initiative to change the topic and looked at Wang Le, and seriously reminded: "Boy, you are about to enter Nanhuaguan now. Consider the advice I once gave you, that is, choose your own natal magic weapon, preferably a sword, because the strongest inheritance of Nanhuaguan is the sword."

After a pause, Qingyangzi further said: "For warriors, it is extremely important to cultivate their natal magic weapons and their lives. You must choose one that suits you, otherwise it will definitely affect your combat power."

Qingyangzi's words made Lao Yang look at Wang Le even more surprised and unbelievable. He thought to himself that the Lord had such a high evaluation of this imperial throne, why didn't he even have his own natal magic weapon?

"What the hell is going on with this throne? What a freak." Lao Yang couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Wang Le, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, certainly saw that Lao Yang was surprised and surprised that he actually had no natal magic weapon. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He thought depressedly: "When you enter Nanhuaguan, you must refine a natal magic weapon that is so that you can deserve your identity!"

Although Wang Le agreed with what Qingyangzi said that natal magic weapons are very important, he still believes that natal magic weapons are external objects, and that they must be strong by themselves. In the end, they must improve their cultivation level to be the king.

After thinking about it, Wang Le nodded and said, "The advice of the senior, I will keep it in mind. When I go to Nanhuaguan, I will refine a sharp sword as much as possible when I refine my own natal magic weapon."

Speaking of this, Wang Le couldn't help but imagine the grand scene of sword energy traversing 30,000 miles and the 19th continent of Light Cold.

For a moment, I was so fascinated.

After a while, Qingyangzi left the seat and stood up. Seeing this, Lao Yang and Wang Le did not continue to sit on the chair, and rose up one after another.

Then he saw Qing Yangzi looking at Lao Yang with a serious expression and ordered seriously: "I need to go into seclusion for two days to use the secret technique to completely suppress the internal injuries. Don't have any accidents during this period!"

Old Yang quickly responded with respect: "Your Majesty is in seclusion with peace of mind, and I will take good care of this little brother of the Emperor."

Qing Yangzi nodded with majesty, then looked at Wang Le standing next to Lao Yang, and said in a deep voice: "Although Lao Yang is there, I still have to rely on you for the next two days. I can't take action."

Wang Le's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, with an indescribable cruel smile on his face, and said softly: "Under the Earth Level, whether in this Bai Yujing or the entire martial arts world, I believe that no one is my opponent."

"Uh!" Old Yang, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but look at Wang Le, thinking that it was understandable that a young man was not afraid of a tiger, but this kid was too arrogant and dared to underestimate the heroes of the world. Isn't this too arrogant?!

Seeing Lao Yang's sceptic look, Qingyangzi smiled and said to the other party: "Lao Yang, if other young people dare to say this, you can disdain it, but the throne has the confidence and strength."

After pausing, Qingyangzi narrowed his eyes and said, "Because he has a record of winning by going beyond the level and winning the battle!"

"Ah?" Old Yang was completely shocked, full of incredible surprise. He couldn't help looking at Wang Le again, as if he had met the other party again.

Just as Lao Yang was stunned, Qingyangzi glanced at Wang Le, and then said seriously to Lao Yang: "Nan Huaiyuan, an old land-level expert in the martial arts world, died at the hands of this kid."

"Nan Huaiyuan?!" Old Yang was completely confused, his eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, Wang Le couldn't help but blush and explained with a little embarrassed and embarrassed: "Nan Huaiyuan was seriously injured at that time. The boy just picked up a bargain. It's not a real challenge to go beyond the level. Senior, don't hype this anymore."
Chapter completed!