"Divine Spirit!" Jiang Changan's shocked expression didn't last for two seconds, and then said, "Say...... What is it?"

“......”

Mo Cang said: "The artifact gods and spirits refer to some ancient artifacts that were generated because of Dao Yun, and it's useless to tell you these now." ”

"You mean that the magic weapon has a soul, right?"

Mo Cang folded his arms and said with a smile: "You are still smart." ”

Jiang Changan understood that when he first absorbed the demonic energy gushing from the bronze block in the Qinglian Sect, he saw a person with a handsome face in the mist, respecting the Nine Heavens, could it be him?

"Could it be that your realm is born without phase!" Jiang Chang'an heard the fruitless old man of Cangzhou Nituo Temple say that "there is no phase", that is, when the realm reaches a certain height, you can have no phase and no self, and hold all phases and ten thousand self, and reach the original heart of me that is all things, but this realm is like the fairyland avenue that Renmei has been striving for, it is all ethereal, and few people believe it.

Unexpectedly, he shook his head and said in a complaining tone: "You still have the fucking face to say, it's not because of you, if you kid collects all the pieces and completely recovers me, how can I end up with such a 'faceless life'?"

Jiang Changan smiled: "So, if I can find all the fragments, you can be very strong?"

"Boy, I warn you again, don't insult me with the word 'strong', this is your mortal name, vulgar, vulgar!" Mo Cang smiled, "Boy, although your talent has not yet reached the standard of my heart, you are much better than those people, so I will not be embarrassed and allow you to use it for the time being." I can give you supreme power if you want!

"Supreme power, what is the price?" Jiang Changan asked. There will never be a free lunch in this world.

"Sensible, exquisite. Mo Cang greedily circled around Jiang Chang'an's body twice, and said: "I need a body, the body of those people is too poor, only you kid, who has experienced the tempering of Taiyi Divine Fire and Emperor Immortal, is no longer a mortal body, and is worthy of the identity of the deity!"

Jiang Changan asked, "Then what if I don't want to?"

"Hmph, don't you want to? Boy, you don't know how to write ruthless words, do you? I tell you not to do it better than me, the deity must be shaken by the mountains, the wind and thunder are chaotic, the deity is afraid that your body will be accidentally broken!"

"In my opinion, isn't it?" Jiang Changan suddenly smiled, with a hint of treacherous cunning in his expression, "You don't have the ability to take it anymore, do you?" Since I entered this illusion you created, you have been playing tricks and stirring up the atmosphere, but often doing this, it can show that you have a weak heart——"

"You-" Mo Cang seemed to be stepped on a sore foot, "and said, it's not that your kid fused the noble body of the deity with that bullshit golden coffin, and forbade me to have some abilities, otherwise your kid would still be able to live in peace and stability now?" You don't want to think about it, what kind of broken copper and iron is that golden coffin, which can be compared to the deity?!"

If this is the case, Jiang Changan can't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately he was integrated into the golden coffin at the beginning, otherwise now his mind is taken away by the other party, not only will he die, but it will be difficult to even be reincarnated, and the end will not be much better than the gathering and dispersion of the form and soul.

What made Jiang Chang'an even more shocked was the golden coffin that the Holy Maiden of Compassion was looking for, and the golden coffin of the protector of the Cave of Compassion became a tattered copper and iron in his mouth, worthless. If this was heard by the violent woman of the Holy Maiden of Compassion, the expression on her face would be wonderful!

Jiang Changan deliberately said in a sarcastic tone: "But in my opinion, that golden coffin is also a magic weapon of the Cave of Compassion thousands of years ago, it is a magic weapon from the ancient period, and it is better than a broken East Bell that I have never heard of." ”

"!" Mo Cang shouted, "What do you know about a stinky boy who has not dried up, and that golden coffin can also be called a magic weapon? ”

"Then how did you come here? In the martial arts I watched in the past, according to common sense, all the weapons of the important protagonist should also be a piece ......of divine iron descended from the sky, and then it was created by a skilled craftsman after nine hundred and eighty-one days and a lifetime of painstaking efforts," Jiang Changan asked.

"Cut, how can the deity be compared to what has been created in the hands of others?" Mo Cang's voice stopped abruptly, and he said with a smile: "Boy, do you want to explore the bottom of the deity? You just need to find a good body for the deity, and the deity can be reborn, and whatever deity you want can be given to you at that time, how about it?"

"You are so powerful, why don't you find a body by yourself?" Jiang Changan sneered, "I guess it's not just because of the golden coffin, right? Your body was broken into several pieces, although I found three pieces, but it was far from enough for you to take away a person's body, and the other reason was because I had a blood contract with green copper, and I was your master, so only I could help you!"

"Stinky boy, you actually guessed it all!" Mo Cang secretly said angrily: "Your uncle, I knew that when I was in the Qinglian Sect, the deity should not have made a contract with you, but now he is hindered everywhere. ”

Although he said regret in his mouth, he had no regret in his heart, although Jiang Changan's body was not strong at that time, it was already the best choice, and Jiang Changan did not disappoint him, and now he has recovered two pieces of Dongzhong fragments one after another, which is far beyond his expectations.

"But even though the Buddha-figure has a pact with you, he can not tell you a word. ”

Jiang Chang'an said: "Generally speaking, I found two pieces of bronze this time, and if the three pieces of bronze are fused, most of your abilities will be awakened?"

"That's not bad. Mo Cang was taken aback, "What? three pieces? only three pieces?"

"What's wrong?

"No, that's too wrong!" Mo Cang said, "Three fragments are not enough to wake me up!, and the Dharma Protector Golden Coffin is simply a tattered thing that is not worth mentioning, it is impossible to have such help, boy, you are honest with the deity, have you melted into anything other than the Dharma Protector Golden Coffin?"

It's the Yellowstone Talisman!

Jiang Chang'an was clear in his heart, but he still didn't have the slightest clue about what the Huangshi Fu really was, could it be that its effect was just as simple as awakening the gods?

"Boy, say it!"

Jiang Changan smiled: "Don't you want to tell me nothing? Coincidentally, I don't want to tell you ......."

"Hey, you kid doesn't pay attention to it......"

Seeing that the conversation was at an impasse, Jiang Changan was no longer restrained, his body was scarred, he couldn't use spiritual power in a place, the wounds in his flesh couldn't heal freely, and even the blood couldn't scab over. Immediately sat on the ground with a big grin, opened the storage bag, took out a turquoise herb from the cloth bag, crushed it into powder, and then mixed it into the ashes of the dragon pattern ding and applied it to the wound, the cool breath poured into the wound, and it was condensing at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye.

That Mo Cang was originally full of disdain, and when he saw the herb in Jiang Changan's hand, he was stunned: "Lingwu grass?"

Mo Cang snatched a trace of crumbs from Jiang Chang'an's hand and sniffed it fiercely in front of his nose, excited a few times: "Boy, where did you get this thing?"

Jiang Changan was shocked by the other party's violent reaction and said, "What's wrong?"

"How is it possible for this herb to survive in this world where the aura is thin? According to common sense, it is impossible to grow until now, tell me, where did you get it?"

Mo Cang was angry, and he couldn't wait to point at Jiang Changan's nose and scolded: "What a waste, to use this divine herb to treat such a small wound!

Jiang Changan secretly said in his heart, it is indeed impossible for this thing to survive in the world, but in the place where the spiritual power of the Divine Mansion Mirror is abundant, this spiritual martial grass abounds, and it is the cheapest medicinal herb that Jiang Changan found on the first secret realm mountain, how can it be regarded as a treasure by the other party?

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me where this thing came from?"