nashuaworldcup Chapter 55 The Sword
Chapter 55 The Sword
Opening his eyes, Nangong Weiran saw the stone beast in front of him. The next moment, the memory began to flow back, and Nangong Weiran's expression suddenly became weird.
To be honest, that dream really hit the weakness in his heart, but what happened with the senior brother later?How could he and his brother's dreams be connected together?
"I see." With a sigh, Situ Cang also opened his eyes and escaped from the dream.
"Brother, why?"
"I have left a trace of spirituality in you." As a qualified senior brother who is worried about his junior, Situ Cang's efforts on Nangong Weiran are beyond the imagination of others.But he didn't expect that this trace of spiritual consciousness would connect their dreams together.
"So that's how it is." Nangong Weiran was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect to make his senior brother so worried, it seemed that he was still not strong enough.
"Dream?" The others also started to get out of the dream and opened their eyes.
"Brother, I'm going to look at other inscriptions."
Nangong Weiran got up and ran to the inscription that he hadn't finished reading, and quickly scanned it. He couldn't tell what it felt like. I believe that anyone who travels through time and meets a friend from his hometown will feel this way, let alone he is still with his friend now. Treasure hunting in the treasure house.
"So he wore it." Nangong Weiran muttered to himself, the next moment he felt a shake, and then the huge stone tablet in front of him also started to shake.
"What's going on?" Zuo Weitian was a little puzzled.
"The stele is changing." Ye Muliao pointed to the stele in front.
"Everyone, back off." Situ Cang said, but in fact, several people woke up one by one and walked to the edge of the platform without him saying a lot.
Then, under the watchful eyes of the few of them, the entire stele became transparent, and then large wooden boxes flew out of the stele and landed on the platform, and the entire platform was piled up in a short while. Like a hill, there are seven or eight hundred wooden boxes at a glance. Everyone is not surprised that there are so many wooden boxes, and a sword with a whole body like blood appears in the stone tablet.
"Blood Drinking Sword?" Situ Cang frowned.
"It's really a blood-drinking sword!" Nangong Weiran was a little surprised.
It is estimated that among the ten people, only Situ Cang and Nangong Weiran had seen this sword in the dream, but the two soon discovered the difference between this sword and the sword in the dream. The sword is surrounded by this evil spirit, even if you are so far away, you can feel the coldness and bloodthirsty of that sword.
This is a magic sword, an evil sword.
But there is no denying that this sword is of the seventh rank!
A light flashed in Situ Cang's eyes. This is still the level of the Blood-Drinking Sword after 2000 years away from its master. After recognizing the master, it can be warmed up slowly. It is also possible to upgrade to the tenth rank, which is the final level of the Blood-Drinking Sword , is also the highest grade of magic weapon in the entire cultivation world, and it is said that the tenth grade magic weapon can be compared with the legendary fairy weapon.
But the tenth rank is the limit of the Blood Drinking Sword, which is also the reason why the legendary peerless sword cultivator kept the sword and did not ascend to the fairy world with him.After all, when one arrives in the Immortal Realm, the Immortal Artifact is in charge, so who would want a tenth-rank magic weapon?
But for the current comprehension world, the tenth grade is just a legendary level, and it has never appeared in the comprehension world for thousands of years!
"This is the blood-drinking sword? Why do you have a bad feeling?" Wang Jinyan muttered to himself, not optimistic about this sword. He is a righteous cultivator, but there are not a small number of cultivators who fell under his sword. Some demon cultivators may not kill as many people as him.
"It's a pity, this is a dream." Su Lianhua didn't care about who owned the blood-drinking sword and what kind of supernatural powers he had. Forget it, it was really difficult for him to dream, but this dream really helped him a lot.
Nie Feng bowed his head in thought and remained silent.At this time, I really don't know which one he is.
Leng Han is no longer an eminent monk, his eyes are calm, looking at the sword without desire or desire.
Because the dream within the dream set by Peerless Sword Cultivator is aimed at the flaws deep in the hearts of these people, the dream formed is equivalent to a journey of heart refinement, which touched several people present, so several people put their minds on it. In addition to his own perception, as for the blood-drinking sword that is as high as the seventh rank?Please, they are not sword cultivators, what's the use of that thing?
So the seventh-grade flying sword, which would cause chaos in the entire cultivation world, became something that no one paid attention to here.
Even if he paid attention to the blood-drinking sword, Nangong Weiran could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth, so he would devote a little energy to the people around him. Should these people say that they are high-grade flying swords like dirt?
"Senior brother." Nangong Weiran looked at Situ Cang, and urged with certainty, "Pull the sword."
He doesn't want this sword at all, and the only one who is worthy of this sword here is his senior brother. Although that sword looks like a magic sword is better than a spiritual sword, Nangong Weiran believes that his senior brother will not be lost by this sword mind.
Situ Cang didn't say much, stretched out his hand to grab the blood-drinking sword, and the blood-drinking sword immediately flew out of the stone tablet, and was caught in Situ Cang's hand. In an instant, the evil spirit on the sword wrapped around Situ Cang's hand .
Situ Cang didn't care about these evil spirits at all, he put a strand of his mind into the sword, and without any hindrance, he imprinted his mark on it.
In the cultivation world, there are two types of recognition of the owner of the magic weapon. One is the most common recognition of the owner by dripping blood, but this kind of recognition is easy to be forced out of the blood of the original owner of the magic weapon, causing the magic weapon to change its owner.Another way is to imprint one's own imprint. As long as the imprint exists, the magic weapon can only be used by the owner of the imprint. It is not a simple matter to erase this imprint.
"Is that all right?" Nangong Weiran asked.
"It's just a preliminary recognition of the master. If you want the sword to follow your heart, you have to warm it up slowly." Situ Cang's heart moved, and he put the blood-drinking sword into his dantian. In the dantian, it seemed that Situ Cang's miniature Nascent Soul was instantly separated. A stream of pure spiritual power entangled the Blood Drinking Sword.
After finishing this, another jade slip flew out of the stele, and this time it flew into Situ Cang's hands automatically without Situ Cang's hands. Don't ask, the jade slip must be the swordsmanship experience of the peerless sword cultivator.
The most important two of the blood refining treasures belonged to Situ Cang, and it was time to deal with the hundreds of large wooden boxes next.
"Each person chooses ten boxes, and the others are handed over to the sect." Situ Cang directly decided.
"It's a good relationship." Zuo Weitian was the first to agree. After all, he is a talisman cultivator, and there are many places to spend spirit stones.
Others did not reject this wealth with dignity.It's just that they didn't do anything but looked at Su Lianhua.
"I'll pick it out for you." Su Lianhua smiled. Even though those wooden boxes had barriers, they couldn't stop his mirror, so the mirror showed the contents inside one by one, and then pointed out the contents to a few people. The most precious 110 boxes.Put their respective boxes into Naxujie, and Mo Ke, who didn't come in, did not embezzle his ten boxes, Situ Cang, but asked Mo Ke's friend Bai Jing to help him hold them.
Handling affairs fairly and taking care of everyone at the same time, this is the master's method of handling affairs.
After distributing the items, several people followed the instructions on the inscription to input spiritual power into the dazzling nameplate, which activated the teleportation array. The next moment, several people disappeared, and then several people appeared at the entrance of the blood refining treasure house.
Walking out of the entrance, what the few people saw was a large valley piled up with corpses. The monsters that many cultivators could only avoid outside had become mutilated corpses. In such a sea of corpses, A man with a sturdy aura is laughing like venting.
"Happy! Really happy!"
Nangong Weiran doesn't have a black thread. Could it be that this person has been fighting monsters here for so many days?
Looking at the other people, they all looked like they were not surprised at all, obviously they were used to it.
"Let's go, Mo Ke." Situ Cang said out loud.
Bai Jing had already stepped forward and grabbed the clothes of the man who was still laughing. Mo Ke immediately suppressed the ferocity in his body, and obediently followed Bai Jing like a tamed beast.
"Let's go to the exit of the secret realm." Situ Cang decided that they had spent too much time in their dreams, and it was almost time to leave the secret realm.
Another place in the secret realm, Dongfang Aotian deserves to be the protagonist, the darling of heaven, even though he was sent out of the blood refining treasure house by emergency measures, he soon snatched a dazzling nameplate from a small sect cultivator, and once again Came to the blood refining treasure house.
But this time he learned his lesson and didn't choose the wall with the scary cultivator behind it, but the other side.
Although he didn't see the person who attacked her when he entered last time, it made her lose consciousness all of a sudden. When she woke up and saw that her points had lost so much because the system wanted to protect herself, she knew that she might have encountered a very powerful person. the repairer.So Dongfang Aotian decided to avoid those people, after all four walls, besides that one, there are three other sides.
Of course, there are some dazzling nameplates wandering in the secret realm, it is impossible for only a few of them to hunt for treasures.So Dongfang Aotian soon met Li Yingfeng who also came to hunt for treasure, and after a lot of hardships, he broke through a series of traps, and finally saw three doors, one of which was a wooden box piled up like a hill. When you open a box, you can see the slow spirit stones inside.Inside the second door is a medicine field, but the elixir inside has been neglected because it has not been taken care of for too long, but Dongfang Aotian still found a sixth-grade elixir that has disappeared in the cultivation world.Before the third door was opened, Li Yingfeng was hit by a sword intent, and then received a curse, so Dongfang Aotian joined Li Yingfeng's yin and yang in the spiritual spring behind the door for the sake of beauty.Having won the treasure and the beauty, Dongfang Aotian is very proud, and once again feels that he is worthy of being the protagonist.