Zheng!

In the room, Lu Sheng flicked his fingers lightly on the Xiuming knife.

He had already done all the steps of the three sacrifices, and unlike the Weihe Sword, his blood and Xiuming Sword were really completely absorbed into it, without a trace of waves, which made Lu Sheng have more confidence in this divine weapon.

Blood sacrifices, worship sacrifices, divine sacrifices.

He only used his true qi to worship him, and the rest of the strength did not move at all, and the divine sacrifice only used one-tenth of the normal standard, and the actual three sacrifices were not completed, but this was Lu Sheng's purpose, and this kind of unknown divine soldier was still given by the ill-intentioned Su Xuan, and he didn't dare to really accept it completely. At this level, if something really goes wrong, at most it will be a slight injury, and it will recover in half a month.

"Perhaps the divine sacrifice is too shallow, except for mastering one more sword move, there is nothing else. Xiuming Knife... Xiuming Knife... There are still divine soldiers who don't have the consciousness of divine soldiers?" Lu Sheng frowned and stroked the cloud pattern on the long knife, and at a close distance, the cloud pattern on the silver knife looked more like handprints in different forms and postures.

"The power of the knife is bright light. A light called Mingguang is released, and all those who see it will fall into a temporary void of consciousness. Mermaid meat.

The ability is domineering, and it does not live up to its prestige at the gold leaf level. It's just ....." Lu Sheng recalled the look in Su Shen's eyes when he gave him the knife, and there was a hint of ridicule in the corners of his eyes, if it weren't for Lu Sheng's extremely keen senses, he really couldn't detect it.

"There must be something wrong with this knife. Lu Sheng put the knife back into the ground and stood by and watched it quietly. "According to the classics learned before, it is impossible for the world to have no consciousness of the divine soldiers, according to the records of the Yuan Demon Sect, the research of the ancestors found that any kind of ability of the divine soldier demon blade is actually a reflection of the consciousness of the divine soldier.

In other words, since the Ming Cultivation Knife's clear light ability exists, it means that this divine weapon definitely has consciousness. ”

"Lu Sheng, where did you get this divine weapon?" Suddenly, a solemn voice came from the Weihe sword hanging on the wall on the side.

"What's the matter, there's something wrong with this knife?" Lu Sheng then remembered that there was an old immortal soldier in his room who had lived for thousands of years.

"There is a problem, and it's serious!" Wei Hejian's tone was very solemn. "There is a bright and bright breath in the breath, and there is a faint evil spirit. This knife is not a magic blade, nor is it a divine weapon, it is very likely to be an evil soldier!"

"Evil soldiers?" Lu Sheng was stunned. "What's that?"

"A powerful blade that has the ability to afflict all living beings, and does not tolerate the world. Wei Hejian explained. "If it's not necessary, I suggest you sell it as soon as possible. Each Evil Soldier comes with all sorts of unusual troubles. Although the power is indeed great.

Unfortunately, if I were truly perfect, the contract I made with you would prevent you from making a contract with other divine soldiers. It's just that I'm now in tatters....."

In fact, the contract between Weihe Sword and Lu Sheng is just a sub-divine soldier contract, and this kind of contract is actually no different from the blade inlaid with the fragments of the divine soldier that Lu Sheng won at the beginning. It's just a little more powerful, that's all.

But Xiuming Dao is a real complete divine weapon, and after entering the three sacrifices, he has already tacitly accepted Lu Sheng as his current sword master.

"Forget it, I can't detect where this knife is evil for the time being, let's use it first. "Lu Sheng has never been a person who looks ahead and backwards, what evil soldiers are not evil soldiers, in his opinion, there is no right or wrong power, it only depends on the person who uses it.

The point now is that taking advantage of this free time, he plans to take a closer look at how much spiritual power there is on the Weihe Sword and this Xiuming Sword.

He hadn't forgotten it, and this was one of the key reasons why he actually bought the Divine Soldier.

Take the Weihe sword out of the wall. Lu Sheng began to reach out and gently stroke the scabbard inch by inch. At the same time, the consciousness suppressed the power of the divine weapon that the sword body naturally emanated.

After the power of the divine weapon faded, sure enough, the strange power on the scabbard was naturally revealed.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly!" Lu Sheng was overjoyed. Slowly close your eyes and absorb the strange power in it with all your might.

Hiss....

Traces of parasitic power silently poured into Lu Sheng's body along the Weihe Sword.

It just so happened that he had only consumed all his parasitic power not long ago, and at this time, the power in the sword was like clear water flowing into the dry desert, and it was quickly absorbed and stored by Lu Sheng's body.

The Weihe sword was so affectionately touched that he felt a little hairy in his body, but he noticed that the sword body seemed to have a slight change, and he also knew that Lu Sheng would not do useless things, this extremely mysterious contractor was more mysterious and powerful than the rest of the contractors he had met before, so he simply shrank his spirit and simply hid in the deepest part of the sword blade to sleep.

Lu Sheng absorbed the power of the parasitic spirit, which lasted for more than an hour. By the time he came to his senses, it was almost dark outside.

"Navy blue. Without the slightest delay, he directly called out the modifier in his consciousness to see how much spiritual power he had absorbed.

The light blue box suddenly popped up, suspended in the middle of his field of vision, and Lu Sheng raised his eyes to look into the squares. Within a box, there are buttons that can be modified and deduced.

According to the true martial arts he had deduced before, as well as the consumption level of the eight demon pole dao and other demon skills, he roughly calculated the total amount of spiritual power he had now.

"At least more than 300 units... The water flows down for a long time, and the harvest is not bad. It's not as much as I imagined, but it's a lot, and Lu Sheng is satisfied. Gently erected the Weihe sword, put it behind his back, and then looked at the Xiuming knife inserted in the ground.

At this time, it was getting late, and the Xiuming knife body inserted on the ground was faintly glowing with a faint blue shimmer, and the knife body seemed to have a miserable white and cold feeling. It makes people feel uncomfortable at first glance.

Lu Sheng took a step closer and stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the knife, not feeling any spiritual power at all.

He frowned, and went back to touch the blue blade.

Still doesn't have the slightest bit of divine power.

"Impossible... How could it not be?" Lu Sheng frowned, but he didn't have a clue for the time being, there were too many variables in the Divine Weapon Demon Blade, and he didn't know much about this field.

He could only reach out and pull the knife out of the ground and insert it back into the scabbard.

The blade of the Xiuming knife was extremely soft, and Lu Sheng simply wrapped it around his waist like a belt.

Then he got up and changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the inner courtyard venue to participate in the night banquet held by the prince of the Great Yin Dome.

He agreed to Su Li's matter, since he spoke, then try to take a look, of course, he and Su Lihu each have ghosts, and they are not well-intentioned, so naturally Lu Sheng will not be willing to help him sincerely. He also decided that as long as he couldn't do anything, he would withdraw immediately.

He changed into the standard inner courtyard disciple dress of the Thousand Yang Sect, which was a pale yellow tunic robe with a huge thousand characters embroidered on the back.

Wear a complete set of headbands, belts, and boots.

After all of them were dressed neatly, the subtle formation patterns on the edge of the robe slowly lit up with a faint light, and they flashed away. This means that the dust clearing array attached to the entire robe has played a role, as long as Lu Sheng continuously supplies true qi, only a trace of true qi is needed to ensure the operation of the formation, so as to eliminate most of the dust and dirt in the future.

But this does not mean that the inner courtyard disciples of the Thousand Yang Sect do not need to take a bath, the dust from the outside world is isolated, but the sweat on their bodies still has to be cleaned up by themselves.

After tidying up everything, Lu Sheng walked to the door and stretched out his hand to push.

Chirping....

Suddenly, he paused, and jerked his head sideways to look behind him. Just now, as if he felt something furry, he touched the side of his hand slightly.

Looking back, the room was silent, there was nothing, and the shadows of the light were slowly moving along the ground.

Lu Sheng turned around, straightened his collar, and strode towards the courtyard gate.

Little did he know that a girl in black with long shawl hair was clinging to his back. The two moved back to back, just like that.

The girl was tilting her head up, leaning her long hair tightly against Lu Sheng's back, and humming a silent song softly.

As Lu Sheng continued to move forward, the girl's full skin gradually dried up, and a large amount of blood flowed out of her hands, feet, eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mouth, and soon after a few breaths, she was left with only a thin piece of human skin, hanging on Lu Sheng's back.

Eventually, even the human skin faded and disappeared.

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In the melodious music, Mei Ji danced like a colorful butterfly.

Wine and food are placed on long tables on the walls on both sides, and in the center of the hall stands a copper flask more than one person high, from which wisps of wine slowly flow and drip into the circular pool below.

Turquoise and fruity wine fills the pool, rippling with pale blue waves.

There were quite a few people in the hall, and most of the high-ranking members of the three sects had arrived, chatting with the prince of the Qionghuan on the platform. From time to time, laughter could be heard from the crowd.

The disciples sat below, in a row of disciples of the Thousand Yang Sect, Lu Sheng and the rest of the young disciples in yellow robes were placed in front of them, with wine, vegetables, fruits, nuts and snacks in front of them.

There were more than 30 people in the inner courtyard of the Thousand Yang Sect, most of them were sitting upright in a row, even if they were chatting and talking, their voices were very small, and they seemed quite educated.

The Youdium Sect is different, a group of disciples hook their shoulders, eat and drink, and are uninhibited.

The disciples of the Spirit Binding Sect were talking everywhere with wine glasses, most of them with fake smiles on their faces.

Lu Sheng sat in his place, but his eyes involuntarily glanced around the field, looking for a woman who looked exactly like the teacher Su Xuan.

"Brother Lu, is it interesting to sit here in a proper manner? Come out for a walk?" Sun Rongji came to Lu Sheng's table with a full body of wine and said casually.

"Okay. Lu Sheng also happened to want to get up and walk around to see if he could find the woman Su Shen wanted. Anyway, he also got a magic soldier, although he is an evil soldier of some evil sects, but the performance of kung fu is still perfunctory.

He stood up and walked out of the hall with Sun Rongji, leaning against the white jade fence on the side terrace and looking out.

On the lawn of the open space outside the hall, there were also many men and women standing, and the crowd was scattered in clusters, chatting and laughing each other, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

"Speaking of which, Brother Lu should have practiced his skills before entering the Thousand Yang Sect, right?" Sun Rongji said casually with a smile.

"That's true. That was a long time ago. Lu Sheng nodded,

"It's also a coincidence, the younger brother just met a nobleman, and it is said that it is also..." But Lu Sheng didn't listen anymore.

His gaze fell abruptly on a woman who had just passed not far in front of him.

Like a frightened rabbit, the woman was dressed in a white dress and a net hat woven of small white flowers on her head, and she was hurrying towards the door of the hall with her skirt carefully lifted.

The most important thing is that this woman's face is exactly the same as Su Xuan's. If Su Huofang is indifferent most of the time, then this woman is timid and delicate.

"I lost my company, and I just happened to see an old man. Lu Sheng interrupted Sun Rongji's talking, and said with a smile on his face.

.........

"Sorry, I walked away for a while. In the team of the Phantom Indium Sect, a silver-haired woman with a cold face impolitely interrupted the man's chatter in front of her.

"Where, where is it, Senior Sister He, please, please. ”

Sima He nodded lightly, turned around and followed the girl in the white dress out of the hall.