The space bag is not a spiritual weapon in the ordinary sense, it is a special spiritual tool that involves the power of space.

Generally speaking, if you want to forge special spiritual tools such as space bags, you must first understand the power of space. Only by mastering the power of space can you forge spiritual tools in this area.

However, in the vast world, there are all kinds of wonders.

Some creatures are born with the power of space. If they use their skin, flesh and blood as raw materials to forge spiritual tools, even if the spirit master has not mastered the power of space, he still has the possibility of success.

Moreover, the possible proportion is quite large.

Using moldy and spoiled ingredient to make a table of delicious food, the chef's ability requirements are quite high. But if you use the freshest ingredients to make a table of decent dishes, then even ordinary housewives can do it.

Although Ying Chengfeng cannot rank among spiritual masters, because of the existence of wisdom, he can forge and inject spiritual power into master-level spiritual weapons. It is precisely because of this ability that he has also met the minimum requirements for forging space bags.

At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly, and a mysterious and mysterious spiritual pattern appeared in his mind.

This is a spiritual pattern specially configured for the Thousand-year-old Blood Bat King in that book, which contains infinite mysteries.

After using this spiritual pattern, the space power in the corpse of the Thousand-Year Blood Bat King can be exerted to the extreme. Once the forging is successful, the volume in the space bag can also be maintained to the maximum extent.

Of course, it is not easy to engrave this spiritual pattern on the Blood Bat King.

According to the introduction in the book, when inscription of patterns, there are various taboos, especially some key points in the patterns, which overlap with some characteristics of the Thousand-Year Blood Bat King.

This is a meticulous task, and it is actually quite difficult to do this without any fault.

However, Ying Chengfeng was not worried about this. He pushed all this to Zhiling and allowed it to conduct detailed analysis and deduction.

However, after a moment, Ying Chengfeng's brow suddenly frowned because he found that Zhiling's performance this time seemed to be very different from before. The true energy in the dantian was continuously drawn out, and was converted into spiritual power by a magical force, and various information was constantly constructed in his mind.

He is quite familiar with this situation. Whenever the Zhiling begins to work, his true energy will be consumed in large quantities.

However, this time, Zhiling was drawing true qi much faster than usual.

Although his true qi has reached the eighth level and is no longer comparable to the previous level of true qi. However, judging by the crazy extraction speed of Zhiling at this moment, he is really a little overwhelmed.

"Zhiling, please slow down a little." Ying Chengfeng reminded tactfully: "It's not about fighting for people now, and we haven't reached the critical moment of life and death. What are you doing so nervously?" Zhiling's voice sounded crisply in his mind: "I found something very interesting."

"Interesting?" Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "What does it mean."

"This spiritual pattern is somewhat similar to the wormhole structure in the Star Road map, so I hope to be able to calculate its entire mystery."

"Wormhole..." Ying Chengfeng was shocked. The wormholes that had been in their previous life can actually belong to the category of spatial power.

But the power of the wormhole is far beyond the reach of this space bag. Just like Kong Wu's powerful world's strongest man and a baby who has just been born and has weak Qi, the gap between them is incredibly large.

However, these two belong to the same species after all, and they also have a place of mutual communication.

"Zhi Ling, do you mean that there is a space power in this spiritual pattern?"

"It cannot be said that this power exists, but is related to the structure of this power."

"But..." Ying Chengfeng frowned and said in confusion: "This spiritual pattern is just a floor plan, so how can it be compared with a wormhole?"

Wormholes are miracles created by powerful spatial power. Their power levels are endless, and they cannot be accommodated by this small flat pattern.

"Although this spiritual pattern is a floor plan, the important key point is that it has other mystery. It can be said that this is a 3D pattern."

Zhiling explained: "It is several times more difficult to engrave this spiritual pattern smoothly than engraving a normal spiritual pattern."

Ying Chengfeng exclaimed in surprise, and immediately remembered the 3D pictures he saw in his previous life.

Both seem to be on the same drawing, but their effects are by no means the same, and the difficulty of the production process is far different.

He nodded slowly, Ying Chengfeng recognized Zhiling's words, but a strange smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

On the third floor of the spiritual tower, the white-haired old man he met lent him these two books and accompanied him to read the entire set of books quietly.

But from beginning to end, the old man did not notice what treasure was being held in Ying Chengfeng's hand.

Before today, Ying Chengfeng was a little suspicious, and whether the old man had really not noticed anything. But at this moment, he had completely believed that the old man was definitely not getting anything.

Speed ​​and difficulty.

The content recorded in those two books is far beyond the limit that ordinary spiritual masters can reach. Even when people like Feng Kuang are first reading, they need to observe carefully and verify them from multiple sources before they can integrate the content recorded in the book.

When he was reading, he was just reading at a normal speed. At this speed, let alone thinking seriously, even if he wanted to record all these contents, he would be very determined.

Of course, there are many geniuses in this world. Some people are born with extremely powerful memory. They can never forget them at a glance.

However, this ability is OK to record textual materials, but if you want to record such complex spiritual patterns, it would be a fantasy.

Therefore, the old man who met in the book pavilion would never have imagined that Ying Chengfeng had found what he wanted from these two books.

Similarly, the fact that Ying Chengfeng has the corpse of the Thousand-year-old Blood Bat King will not be revealed.

After pondering for a moment, Ying Chengfeng took out the box with the blood bat from his body.

In this box, there were originally more than ten blood bats, but after treatment, only one of the thousand-year-old blood bat king is left.

The corpse was curled up into a ball, the size of a ping-pong ball. After pinching it with your hands, it seemed that it didn't seem to be much weight. It was as light as if nothing was left in your hand.

However, it was for this thing that a strong martial artist put decades of hard work into the corners of the world.

Ying Chengfeng watched the table tennis ball for a while, and according to the records in the book, he released a wisp of true energy.

Although the Thousand-Year Blood Bat King had long been dead, its body showed no sign of decay. Instead, the flesh and evil spirits in the body gradually dissipated, leaving only a thin layer of chalk film.

This film looks extremely soft and seems to tear it apart with a slight pull.

But in fact, this thing is extremely tough. Ying Chengfeng once tried it with a spiritual weapon. As a result, although this thing intercepts the spiritual weapon, no matter how powerful the spiritual weapon is, it cannot penetrate it.

This kind of toughness alone is enough to prove the power and rareness of this thing.

After observing for a while, according to the records in the book, Ying Chengfeng inputs a true energy.

The next moment, the table tennis ball suddenly expanded and finally turned into a ball the size of a volleyball.

Ying Chengfeng was surprised and happy. At this time, the blood bat's corpse was almost the same as before. If there was any difference, it was that the blood bat lacked a stream of spirituality and evil spirit, and thus became dull and rigid.

After calming down his mind, Ying Chengfeng picked up the Mingling Needle and began to engrave it on it.

If it is another spiritual master, after getting the blood bat corpse, he will definitely weigh and calculate carefully, and strive to be foolproof before he starts to engrave it.

But Ying Chengfeng is different. When Zhiling scanned the material, he immediately started working.

The huge true qi boiled along the meridians, and when these true qi came to a certain part of the body, it immediately disappeared without a trace and turned into a vast spiritual power.

The spiritual power cooperated with the true qi of the Dantian, and directed the Mingling Needle to move up and down.

If any spiritual master could fully sense this scene, he would definitely be stunned and unable to believe his eyes.

But Ying Chengfeng is different. His hand holding the Mingling Needle is always as stable as Mount Tai. Unless he uses some shaking skills, the hand will never tremble any more.

However, although this time it was still commanded by Zhiling, its speed became much slower. The Mingling needle moved slowly in his hand, which felt almost like he had been using this object to start engraving.

After half an hour, Ying Chengfeng let out a long breath. He put away the Mingling Needle, and the expression on his face was quite strange.

"Zhi Ling, why is it so slow that I almost exhausted my true energy, but there is not even one-tenth of the finished pattern."

Ying Chengfeng asked with some dissatisfaction.

Although this spiritual pattern is quite complex and has some pseudo-3D characteristics, the speed of the Zhiling is too slow.

Zhiling's voice sounded faintly: "The Thousand-year Blood Bat King is different from ordinary materials. I have tried my best, but the speed has never been increased."

Ying Chengfeng's eyebrows moved slightly, and then he felt relieved.

Zhiling said that if the Thousand Years of Blood Bat King was the same as the ordinary materials, how could he forge a magical item like a space bag?

"If your true energy is ten times deeper, then my speed can be increased." Zhiling said with some complaint.
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