Chapter Ninety-Six: Artifact Feeds, Heavenly Spirit Feather Fan!

The brilliant milky white light completely enveloped Qin Xing, and the heavenly spirit was quietly suspended above Qin Xing, exuding a clean brilliance little by little.

Fu Yuting looked nervously at Qin Xing in the white light, but she didn't know what to do at all.

The red light flashed, and Qi Zhisheng also rushed over when he heard the sound.

The previous spiritual power fluctuations were so strong that the entire space almost collapsed, but fortunately, Qi Zhisheng stabilized the core of the space in time, otherwise everyone would have to be buried in another dimension.

"Master!" Although it was the first day of apprenticeship, Deng Xinming's attitude was very respectful.

Qi Zhisheng bowed slightly, stepped out, and came to Qin Xing, carefully observing what was happening now.

Suddenly, Qi Zhisheng's eyes focused on the heavenly spirit, looking at the quietly suspended feather fan, Qi Zhisheng seemed to have discovered a treasure in the world, and his eyes showed a strange look.

"Is this ...... Artifact?" Qi Zhisheng couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes, staring at the Heavenly Spirit in disbelief, "No, it's impossible! How could an artifact easily choose a host?!"

The radiant feather fan, each feather is so smooth, under the cover of milky white light, as if a holy angel has descended, without a trace of flaw, as if it is a beautifully carved work of art.

"It's not wrong, this breath ......" Qi Zhisheng's tone trembled a little, staring at Tianling deadly, his brows had been twisted into a twist.

"Master, what is an artifact?" Deng Xinming asked tentatively.

Qi Zhisheng didn't answer, he was deep in memories in the aura emanating from the heavenly spirit at this time, unable to extricate himself.

A vague figure appeared in Qi Zhisheng's mind, and he wanted to reach out to grab it, but he pounced, and could only watch the figure gradually dissipate into nothingness.

Falling to the ground with a thud, Qi Zhisheng's eyes were empty, looking at everything around him a little blankly, and a feeling of being overwhelmed arose.

He suddenly felt that the world was so strange.

"Master!" The others also came one after another, and as soon as Deng Xinming came in, he found Qi Zhisheng kneeling on the ground, and hurriedly flew forward to help him up.

In her impression, Master has always had a cold face. Except for the fact that when she was around, she would often cause Master to laugh, but at other times there had never been a violent emotional upheaval, and it was impossible to be so excited that she even knelt on the ground as she was in front of her.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Deng Xinming asked softly.

Maybe it was because he heard Deng Xinming's voice, Qi Zhisheng's eyes gradually regained a trace of brilliance, but his already old face was a little more vicissitudes.

"Zhiru ......" Qi Zhisheng blurted out subconsciously, but after seeing Deng Xinming's face clearly, he was stunned, and he shuddered, and shook his head vigorously at the same time before he finally came to his senses.

Seeing Qi Zhisheng like this, Deng Xinming hurriedly reached out and patted his back to help him soothe his emotions.

"Master, what happened to you just now?" Deng Xinming asked worriedly.

Qi Zhisheng sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly: "It's nothing, it's just that this familiar breath reminds me of an old man." ”

Reaching out and patting his face vigorously to keep himself awake, Qi Zhisheng turned around and faced the worried Fu Yuting, and said, "This child's condition has completely stabilized, so there is no need to worry." Now is the process of artifact feeding, and it will only be good for him, so you can rest assured. ”

"Master, Master, what is an artifact? What is an artifact?"

Qi Zhisheng pursed his lips slightly and explained: "The so-called artifact is the weapon of the gods. ”

"God?" Xu Xia'er exclaimed, "When I was a child, my mother often told me stories about the gods, and I always thought it was just a story made up. Is there really a god in this world?"

"Yes!" Qi Zhisheng said categorically, "Although I haven't seen it, I can be sure that there is definitely a god!"

Qi Zhisheng's eyes were very determined, and even showed a yearning look: "God has the strength to surpass everything, and he is the title of the strongest person living in the legendary god realm. They are all people who can turn their hands into clouds and rain with their hands, and the artifacts they use have powerful power that can affect the fate of the world. ”

"After all, this is just a legend, no one has seen it with their own eyes, why are you so sure that there is a god in the world?" asked Xu Yiming.

Hearing Xu Yiming's question, Qi Zhisheng's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Because this space was opened up with the help of the power of the artifact. ”

Carve out space?

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

What does it mean to carve out space?

It shows that this artifact at least has enough power to fight against spatial turbulence!

Even a strong person like Qi Zhisheng would never dare to stay in the spatial turbulence for too long, and it was already very reluctant to hold on to prevent the spatial turbulence from harming him, let alone opening up such a large independent space in the spatial turbulence.

As he spoke, Qi Zhisheng rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, revealing his sturdy arm, but there was a scar more than a foot long on his arm, which looked extremely dazzling.

"I haven't been hurt since I was able to take full control of the Body of Fire. And this scar was wounded by that artifact. ”

Although the tone was understated, everyone could hear how powerful this artifact in Qi Zhisheng's mouth was!

Qi Zhisheng turned around, looked at the milky white light, and said abruptly: "I once fought with the holder of that artifact for three days and three nights, and finally defeated her. I injured an arm, and she was badly injured by my miss. It was at that time that I saw the amazing power of the artifact. ”

"I was just trying to attack her in the arm, but I missed and hit her in the heart, and she was almost dying, and there was no hope of survival. ”

When Qi Zhisheng told this passage, there was a slight sadness in his tone, but because he was facing away from everyone, no one noticed it.

But just as her life was about to die, the artifact in her hand suddenly bloomed with a different light, enveloping her body, and the injuries she suffered gradually recovered in that light. ”

"Later, we became friends, and she told me that because she had been using her essence to cultivate the artifact, the artifact fed her back when she was dying, and this pulled her out of the ghost gate. What happened to this kid in front of him is exactly the same as it was then!"

Listening to Qi Zhisheng's story, Fu Yuting frowned slightly, and asked, "But isn't Qin Xing already out of danger of his life? Why didn't he give back when his life was dying, but only after he was out of danger?"