Mo Fan flew around, crossing one nebula after another, a whole hundred thousand nebulae, even if they looked at them one by one, it would take a long time, not to mention thinking about the gaps between them, which was definitely an extremely cumbersome task. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, he will not hesitate to do it if it takes more time.

It can be seen that this advancement reward is related to his weapon, and if he chooses correctly, it will definitely make his strength go to the next level.

But at present, Mo Fan doesn't know the rules at all, what kind of choice is the right one? What happens if you choose the wrong one?

According to his guess, there is probably no right or wrong choice this time, at most there is only good and bad, maybe the right choice will get him a very good weapon, and the wrong choice will give him some weapons that can only be considered garbage.

Therefore, no matter what he said, Mo Fan needed to choose carefully, but soon, he found that no matter how careful he chose, it seemed to have no effect.

Because he couldn't find the difference between the nebulae, which seemed to him to be the same, and from any point of view, there was no difference between them.

Then come to think of it, even if Mo Fan goes to check these nebulae a few times, dozens or even hundreds of times, it will have no effect, it is better to choose one at random, at least there is no need to waste that lot of time.

Although he thought so in his heart, Mo Fan was still a little unwilling, and began to quickly circle around the various nebulae.

He didn't know what he was looking for, probably because of the unwillingness in his heart, anyway, he was flying aimlessly to search.

One nebula after another passed in front of him, and I don't know how long it took, Mo Fan felt a little numb, these nebulae didn't look like nebulae, like pieces of electric fans.

Maybe he really needs to blow the electric fan to calm down now, such a blind search has no effect except for wasting time and physical strength, but it seems that he is stupid.

He knew it, but he just wouldn't stop, and he didn't know what he was looking for. Maybe looking for something called feeling?

Gradually, I don't know how long I was looking, maybe an hour, maybe ten hours, maybe a day, anyway, Mo Fan finally waited for his so-called feeling.

This is a feeling of palpitations, but it faintly reveals a bit of calling, and Mo Fan flew all the way with this feeling.

After a while, when he came to a nebula, he could clearly feel that the feeling of calling was coming from this nebula.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Fan jumped straight into it, and the surrounding scenery immediately underwent earth-shaking changes. He found himself standing at the top of an extremely high mountain peak, with thick clouds below him and no ground to see.

And above Mo Fan, there were countless black shadows flying slowly, covering the sky and the sun, and they couldn't even let out any sunlight.

There are swords of all shapes, shapes, and even sizes, the smallest of which is estimated to be less than the size of an embroidery needle, and the pocket-sized ones can no longer be small, and they don't know how to fight with this kind of sword.

And one of the larger swords, even the size of a mountain, if you really want to take this kind of sword, how should you fight?

The sky was covered by dense sword bodies, and one sword after another was constantly flowing, and Mo Fan couldn't even estimate how many swords there were.

Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Or even more?

With so many swords, Mo Fan was really dazzled, and the voice of the Endless Spirit sounded at this time.

"Hint: Choose a sword to use as your natal weapon!"

"Natal weapon?" When Mo Fan heard this, he knew that he definitely couldn't mess around, but with so many swords, he couldn't do it carefully one by one.

He couldn't help but think of the feeling of calling just now, and felt it carefully for a moment, but he didn't feel anything, could it be that the so-called feeling just now was just his illusion?

This idea was denied by Mo Fan just after it arose, with his current strength, how could he have an illusion?

He knew that the feeling he had just had to have something to do with his second natural skill, Sword Master.

Mo Fan can fit perfectly with all swords, and it can even be said that he can dominate all sword weapons, so it is absolutely normal for him to have a sense with some powerful swords.

But why did this sense break when entering this sword mound? Could it be that there are too many swords? He couldn't sense it?

This is really possible, the number of swords here is extremely terrifying, how can Mo Fan sense the call of one of the swords?

So what now? One by one, it was definitely a pipe dream, not to mention the terrifying number alone, and every sword floating in the air was constantly tumbling and flowing.

The sword that was still staring at one second disappeared the next second, and even if you look for it carefully, it is estimated that it is impossible to find it.

From this point of view, the situation is still quite troublesome, since they have all come here, Mo Fan is not willing to choose a sword at will, especially if he chooses it to be a natal weapon, he must not be sloppy.

But the problem now is that even if he is not sloppy, no matter how cautious he is, he can't judge which swords are good and which are bad swords, and he can't get the ideal natal weapon.

Suddenly, Mo Fan frowned, closed his eyes, and began to try to take the initiative to feel it.

He had never tried to feel it like this, so at first, he didn't feel anything, but as time went on, he gradually developed a sense of suspense.

In the air above him, there seemed to be countless gentle breaths calling him, each breath was quite intimate and revealed a bit of excitement and anticipation.

Even if Mo Fan closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the light emitted by the Dao aura above his head, some were dim and lightless, and some were bright and dazzling.

He still closed his eyes, and slowly flew into the air with understanding, and a light of different brilliance floated in front of him, and he was not moved at all, not even the slightest pause or slowness.

He flew quickly, and one after another flashed away, but he didn't stop at all, what he was looking for was naturally the brightest one!

After a long time, Mo Fan's body suddenly froze, even if his eyes were closed, he could feel the incomparable light in front of him, which was definitely the most dazzling light.

Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the light, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then immediately opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the weapon in his hand.

That's what he's looking forward to......