Yin Wuque's ebony ghost coffin is definitely the ultimate in the "spiritual grade". After hundreds of years of tempering, this thing has become infinitely close to the immortal weapon.

It’s just that Yin Wuque’s own secret ghost refining skills are not enough to improve its level.

But with his "Shura Realm" cultivation level, he can exert 80% of the power of the ebony ghost coffin. The rest depends on how powerful the ghost skills of the Yin Ling Sect are. If it is just a trick of carving insects, it will be a bad thing for this treasure.

The quality of this treasure is even better than Lei Guangfei's four divine thunder swords. His four swords may not reach the highest level of spiritual quality, and it is probably at least a high-quality spiritual quality.

As mentioned earlier, the alchemy treasure of the same level is not the same level. The quality is divided into the lower, middle, superior, and extreme level four levels.

The one who reaches the extreme quality of "spiritual quality" is that the treasure is infinitely close to the existence of immortal weapons.

It is rumored that forty-nine "spiritual products" can synthesize an immortal weapon, but it also depends on the quality of these forty-nine spiritual products. If the interstitial components are not fully inserted, the chance of synthesizing will naturally be low. Even if synthesized, it will be a inferior immortal weapon.

If they are all extremely high-quality spiritual items, about seven to ten pieces can be synthesized into a lower-quality immortal weapon. And so on, if you collect 7,749 extremely high-quality spiritual items, then the synthesized will be an extremely high-quality immortal weapon. Of course, it is only the extremely high-quality product in the lowest level of the immortal weapon. Immortal weapons are also divided into several levels, just like the treasures in the human world are divided into four levels: "Extraordinary, Extraordinary, Mysterious, and Spirit" (the subdivision of the immortal weapon grade and the quality level is described later, and there will be no spoilers here).

The ebony ghost coffin gradually enlarged in Yin Wugu's hands, and finally rose up and floated in the void more than three meters high.

At this time, its size was as big as an ordinary coffin, as dark as ink, shining with strange light, and the coffin was engraved with strange patterns and spells.

I didn't observe it carefully that night, and now I discovered that there was a convex skull engraved on the front of the coffin.

There are also three seal characters that are unconscious on the head of the coffin: Requiem Palace.

Damn, I’m afraid no one in the world wants to live in this ‘palace’, right?

"Shaohou, you are..."

Yin Wuqi does not understand its meaning, so I asked.

Yuan Zheng smiled, but did not answer him, but looked at the Yin Feng behind him.

"This one is..."

"Oh, Shaohou, this is the old slave's beloved disciple Yin Feng. Her ghost cultivation level is equivalent to the perfect state of the innate practice of human cultivation. She has been practicing for more than a hundred years. She is a poor child, but she is extremely talented."

Uh, poor child? A 'ghost' in his 100s called a child?

However, in front of the old ghost Yin Wugui, 100 years old is really a little younger. Who knows how long he has lived?

If a human practice has reached the great innate realm for decades, it is nothing if the ghost practice has reached the small innate perfection for a hundred years.

The several realms of ghost cultivation are very simple. The lowest level is "Huangquan", which is equivalent to the small innate of human cultivation. Above the Huangquan is Shura, and Shura is equivalent to the great innate, and then to the Great Asura. It is equivalent to the Taizang Martial King, and finally the Prison Emperor realm, which is equivalent to the True Martial God of Human cultivation. The broken soul and wild ghosts below the Huangquan realm are not worth mentioning at all. So there is no realm to speak of.

Yin Xiang is a ghost cultivator in the perfect state of the Huangquan realm. It can be said that he is at the same level as Tian Lingzi and Tian Quanzi in the perfect state of the little innate realm.

"The ghost slave Yin Feng has met Shaohou."

"No need to be polite. You could have been free and easy, but now you have become someone else's ghost slave. If you want to blame, blame your master, hey..."

Yin Feng smiled. Just the smile on her pale face was extremely strange, which made her heart thrilled.

"It's okay, being able to collide with Shaohou is a blessing for my Ghost Realm Yinling Sect. I firmly believe that following Shaohou will have a great achievement."

"It's great that you can think so."

Yuan Zheng looked old-fashioned and reached out to pat the old ghost Yin Wuque's shoulder. Unfortunately, he didn't take a picture. It was so illusory. He was so sweaty that he almost flashed his wrist.

Puff, the four maids covered their lips and held back their laughter.

Yuan Zheng was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Yin Hui's hands were different from his master, he was so slender, his nails were curved, and his five fingers were in a pan, as if he wanted to catch someone at any time.

"Yin Feng, your hand is weird. Are you born like this?"

"Report to Shaohou, I have to do this by practicing the 'Nine Yin White Bone Claws'."

Uh, Nine Yin White Bone Claws?

Yuan Zheng looked at her deeply, "Yin Feng, are you sure you are not called 'Mei Chaofeng'?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing first, where is this?

It is a coincidence that all the Nine Yin Bone Claws have come out.

"Mei Chaofeng? I don't know me, my servant's name was given to me by my master."

Yin Feng looked confused and puzzled.

Yin Wugui smiled dryly and said, "The name is just a code name. Shaohou said that your name is Mei Chaofeng, and you just call it Mei Chaofeng."

This old ghost man can flatter.

"Oh, that disciple is called Mei Chaofeng."

"Uh...no...what, it's better to call Yin Xi, Mei Chaofeng, I just said nonsense."

Yuan Zheng was so depressed that he glared at Yin Wugui and thought to himself, I would like to ask if you are Huang Yaoshi. By the way, do you have a daughter named Huang Rong? Ha...

This random thought reminded him of the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" he watched in that life. Alas... I miss it so much.

"Ahem, don't mention this anymore..."

"Yes, Shaohou."

Yuan Zheng turned to the ebony ghost coffin again, and his divine thoughts extended over and he immediately felt that the coffin contained extremely huge soul energy.

"Uh, Ghost Slave, the soul energy in this coffin is very strong."

"To be honest, the ghost spirit in the coffin was carefully collected and stored by the old slave over the past few hundred years. The power of this sect's secret technique is directly related to the strength of the ghost spirit. Of course, if Shaohou needs these ghost spirits, just take them..."

In fact, Yuan Zheng had to look at the other party’s ghost coffin, and he had this idea. When he told him about it, he felt embarrassed.

Yin Wugui also saw Yuan Zheng's hesitation and said, "Shaohou, don't think too much. Lao Nu's cultivation has nothing to do with the ghost spirit in the coffin. Shaohou, since you have obtained the inheritance of the Evil King of All Eternals, these ghost spirits are just included in the "Ming Pool". In the future, using this coffin to collect ghost spirits will be twice the result with half the effort..."

What he meant was to offer a ghost coffin to Yuan Zheng, because he thought Yuan Zheng wanted his ghost coffin.

He said it relaxed, but in fact he showed a reluctance in his eyes. You should know that this extremely spiritual ghost coffin was refined by him over the past hundreds of years. It was almost his second life. If he lost this coffin, his combat power would be greatly reduced.

But at this time, under the crowd, I had to bow my head and had no choice.

"I can get the ghost energy into the dark pool. Keep the ghost coffin, I don't want it."

"Ah... Shaohou, I am sincerely offering treasures. Please accept them with a smile."

"I have received my heart. If I take it, your strength will definitely be reduced twice. This is what I don't want to see. This is the treasure of your Yin Ling Sect, and it is also a magic weapon you have spent countless efforts to refine. How can I take it? Don't say it, keep it. When I come into contact with the deeper evil king soul skills, I will also pass on some of you..."

"Old slave, thank the young marquis Hong'en."

When the old ghost saw Yuan Zheng so persistent, he was ecstatic. He was following the right person. He was not like the one who wanted to see him, but also the meaning of relying on himself. He was not grateful and tears could not be said to be unreasonable.

In fact, this ebony ghost coffin is definitely a treasure of the world. Yuan Zheng was not moved. No wonder Yin Wuque was convinced. If he had been the case, he felt it was impossible not to be moved.

"Shaohou, the old slave has lifted the secret ban on ghost coffin. You can absorb the ghost energy directly."
Chapter completed!