Hu Mei and Hu Jing did not dare to disturb Wang Lun. After all, if Wang Lun succeeded, it would mean that the Snow Fox Clan would succeed.

However, after retreating to the innermost part of the space-time portal, Hu Mei asked: "Wang Lun, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

She was worried that Wang Lun failed to recognize his master because he was not familiar with the two top-quality magic weapons.

The only task that the clan king assigned to them was to create conditions so that Wang Lun could succeed.

Wang Lun said in a light tone: "No need, there is nothing to ask."

The king-level powerhouses of the Snow Fox clan can recognize a lama's body as a Buddha. It is conceivable that they have no idea about the string of "Buddhist beads" and the "vajra".

So, it's useless to ask.

Wang Lun set his sights on the Eight-Song Thunder Pearl.

After all, this magic weapon is much smaller than the stick-shaped magic weapon, and it may be easier to recognize the owner.

His fingers stretched out and a small green snake flew out from Wang Lun's hand. This was transformed by the spiritual power of wood attributes. The small snake cleverly wrapped around the lama's left wrist.

The next moment, the little snake exerted force and began to curl tightly, wrapping around the lama's left wrist, exerting an extremely terrifying entanglement force like a rock python.

However, no matter how the little snake exerted its strength, the lama's left wrist was still very good.

Neither attacks are actively launched nor defensively occur.

This lama relied on his physical body before his death to resist the full blown attack from a powerful man of the second realm of kingdom.

Wang Lun was surprised.

Even the powerful king realm of the seventh realm, not to mention the corpse and skeleton, even in its heyday, the physical strength is far from reaching this level!

"No wonder this Lama is a powerful person in the holy realm. The monk Jiedan is undoubtedly much stronger than the foundation-building monk. It is not something I can imagine now."

Wang Lun distributed some of the metal spiritual power and turned into a golden sword. Without letting the golden sword do anything else, he just let it slash at the lama's left wrist.

Slash, chop, and the result is the same.

Hu Mei couldn't stand it and said directly: "It's useless. If you want to cut off the lama's left wrist and obtain the beads on your wrist, it won't work at all. I advise you to change the method of real magic weapons to recognize your master."

Wang Lun didn't explain.

In fact, he also knew that it would be impossible to cut off the lama's left wrist by trying like this. Because if he could, was his turn to try it?

The strong men of the Snow Fox Clan have already done it.

The purpose of Wang Lun's doing this is to judge for himself whether the lama will fight back or defend against it after being attacked by external attacks.

After all, this is the skeleton left by the powerful man in the holy realm. If there are prepared methods during his lifetime, as long as it is used, it will be enough for the powerful man in the king realm to be in trouble.

Wang Lun later used other methods to the lama. After trying one by one, he found that the lama's body, which was indeed the same as what the Snow Fox King said, would not pose a threat to him.

But he didn't think of using brutal means, such as cutting off the lama's hand and taking away the two magic weapons directly.

Wang Lun stretched out his index finger and used a little force to force a drop of blood, intending to try to recognize his master first.

Seeing this, Hu Mei and Hu Jing finally felt that Wang Lun was doing serious business.

I should have done this long ago. I've tried it all the time.

Wang Lun shook his hand, and the blood dripped from his index finger flew out, just dripping onto the Bayin Thunder Bead.

Hu Mei and Hu Jing widened their eyes and looked at them with great anticipation.

But after the blood dripped up, it first rolled, then fell down and fell to the ground, mixed with the soil on the ground.

This blood was not absorbed by magic weapons.

The two of them couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Recognizing the master with blood is the most common way to recognize the master of the unowned magic weapon, but Wang Lun's blood did not work.

"You can try other things." Hu Jing shouted.

Wang Lun turned around and looked at her coldly.

Hu Jing was so slow that she didn't interrupt anymore.

Wang Lun withdrew his gaze and began to concentrate his already-discharged spiritual consciousness, and almost all of his spiritual consciousness enveloped the Eight-Song Thunder Pearl.

He planned to use his spiritual sense to create a spiritual mark and imprint it on the Eight-Song Thunder Bead.

This is also a common way to recognize the master, but it is different from recognizing the master through blood.

If you recognize the master by dropping blood, even if it is the blood of ordinary people, you may successfully recognize the master as a magic weapon with an extremely high level. The condition is that this magic weapon accepts the way of recognize the master by dropping blood.

As for the master of the spiritual consciousness, the stronger the magic weapon, the higher the requirements for the strength of the spiritual consciousness.

After all, the higher the level of magic weapon, the more difficult it is to successfully imprint the spiritual mark on it, and it must be a requirement for the strength of the spiritual consciousness.

Wang Lun also knew the strength of his spiritual consciousness at the King Realm level. Even if his spiritual consciousness is fully launched, it is difficult to shake the top-quality magic weapon, but he also wants to try it.

However, the spiritual consciousness enveloped the Eight-Song Thunder Bead, as if there was a crisp sound of "wave", and all the spiritual consciousnesses were cleanly and neatly rebounded.

Wang Lun's head hurts, his face turns a little pale, and he almost faints.

Although he was prepared before, the rebound of his spiritual sense is equivalent to adding strength again, just like after the slingshot is pulled open, the rubber strip bounces back and hits it on his hand, which will have some impact on himself.

"It's not okay to recognize the Lord in the divine sense." Hu Mei began to sigh. After the two methods of hope failed, her expectations were almost gone.

"Look at the body of this lama. Maybe you are all human race. You just need to touch a certain point in his body to get his recognition." Hu Jing said.

Wang Lun looked at her with a smile.

Hu Jing stubbornly said, "Try it, maybe it's OK."

Wang Lun knew that this was not a temporary solution that Hu Jing thought of, but the Snow Fox Clan had designed various methods for himself before, hoping to try them one by one.

However, he didn't resist.

However, he could not even judge whether this lama was a human race, and in the end he could not find out that there was something strange about the lama's body.

So, the third attempt also ended in failure.

"I heard that the essence and blood are much higher than ordinary blood, and are more suitable for the master's high-level magic weapon."

Hu Mei was disappointed and simply shouted.

The most important thing is to recognize the master. As for Wang Lun’s feelings, the Snow Fox clan doesn’t have to care.

After hearing this, Wang Lun said coldly: "What to do, you don't need to teach me."

But Hu Mei still kept talking: "I hope you can succeed. Such a transaction will be beneficial to everyone, and time is limited."

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Wang Lun said.

Hu Mei was just happy, and Wang Lun continued, "But don't watch from the side."

Hu Mei and Hu Jing had not yet understood it, but saw two magical powers rushing towards them and hit them.

The two of them felt as if all their strength had been removed, and they lay softly on the ground and fainted.

Only then did Wang Lun illuminate the mark of tens of thousands of spiritual treasure vases in his heart.

Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Spirits Vase appeared and was held in Wang Lun.

"Even if the blood drops, blood from the heart will not be useful."

"That Lama, he was a powerful man in the holy realm during his lifetime. Those two magic weapons and holy weapons were holy weapons. He could not be able to recognize the master easily."

Wang Lun directly gave up his attempt to recognize his master with essence and blood.

I believe that the Red Robe Monk King was able to recognize the master's top-grade magic weapon, the Invincible Black Bow, was successful because the Red Robe Monk King himself was a powerful king in the sixth realm and his cultivation was much stronger than himself. Secondly, the Red Robe Monk King might have used the secret technique.

And his secret method is the Ten Thousand Spirits Ark.

Although I don’t know whether it works or not, there is no doubt that this is the one with the greatest chance he thinks.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Ark is related to his life, and he will not let Hu Mei and Hu Jing witness it.
Chapter completed!