It is an extremely long process for the consciousness of the spirit to be reshaped, like the little stinky fart who is now trapped in Dragon Ball.

When he regained consciousness after the thousand-year burial, he found that he had not only turned into alien iron, but was also trapped in it, unable to move on his own. Time flies, and many years have passed in a flash.

He was initially disheartened, feeling that Su Qianmo was dead but living alone in the world, and he became like this. But then I thought that I was a natal spirit, and I must live and die with my master, and if he is still alive, then my master should also exist in the world.

How can I do everything I can to find the master because I can't get out of the alien iron, although I can also perceive the outside world, but because I can't move freely, the matter of finding the master can only be put on hold.

By chance, a foundry discovered him. This person was cast into an idiot, and he also understood that this strange iron was not simple, so he obtained a treasure, and also trained it into a bladeless sword handle according to its characteristics, named "Burial Spirit Sword".

This sudden situation gave the millennium burial a vague hope of regaining freedom. But the forger only knew one thing and didn't know the other, he was originally a wisp of qi into a spirit, and the day the hilt was successfully forged, his consciousness was also blocked, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The thousand-year-old burial was drowsy, and it passed through the hands of ordinary people countless times in the past few years, but the natal spirit did not serve the two masters, and no one could wake it up except Su Qianmo.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate, its previous owner was mistakenly teleported into the Void Demon Tower, and was devoured by a giant centipede, and under a series of misfortunes, the Burial Spirit Sword came to my hands again.

What is even more unexpected is that my blood actually awakened the sleeping thousand-year-old burial, and my consciousness was condensed and reborn.

It's just that because I'm not his master and I don't understand the mystery of the Burial Spirit Sword, and I have a shallow sense of qi, I can't communicate with him for a long time.

The natal spirit does not serve the two masters but is awakened by my blood, needless to say that it is me, and even the thousand-year burial is confused. So, the first thing he said when he saw me was to ask me how to wake him up.

Thinking about it carefully, it is true that every time I touch the Funeral Spirit Sword, I have the pain of being pierced in the palm of my hand, and it turns out that the condition for the appearance of the sword body is to suck my blood.

Fat Bird told me about the origin of the Burial Spirit Sword, and the words of the Millennium Burial were related to each other, and it was obvious that the foundry master was the famous "King of Soldiers" Xiaohui Layman, but the Millennium Burial itself was not a three-gang iron, but a spirit that I didn't expect.

In this way, the indifference and rejection of people in this thousand-year-old burial are also inevitable. I'm not his master, if I change the glutinous rice dumplings and the little stinky fart, if it falls into someone else's hands, I believe it will be the same.

However, the matter of becoming a spirit is too mysterious, and I have never heard of it before, and it feels like a myth and legend. Regarding Su Qianmo's identity and the vicious battle, the millennium funeral was also tight-lipped and obviously unwilling to disclose it.

As for why my blood can wake up the thousand-year-old burial from its slumber, he can't say anything about it, and I don't understand it even more, I can only say that it is fate.

As the saying goes, "a gentleman has the beauty of an adult", it is not my thing, and I don't want it. But after all, the thousand-year-old burial helped me in the Xumi Demon Tower in Xiangxi, and if I could help, I would be willing, and I would definitely have to pay it back.

Therefore, I asked what to do next for the millennium burial, and apologized to tell him that I was going to India to run errands now, and then I had to go to Yunnan, so I really didn't have time to help him find his master.

The millennium burial sighed, as if my words were expected by him, and said coldly.

"Don't bother, you can't find him......"

I was a little unhappy, thinking that this uncle also looked down on people too much, although I was young, but I was also a cultivator, and it was no problem to find someone. But seeing that he looked indifferent at the moment, he swallowed the words that came to his lips again. bar

"Since your blood can awaken me, then make an alliance with me with blood!"

The millennium burial looked at me, and there seemed to be two dancing flames in his eyes.

"Uh...... What does it mean to be a blood alliance? ”

I don't understand.

The Millennium Burial explained that the so-called blood alliance is to allow him to live in my body in his true spirit form and use the true qi in my body as kinetic energy for cultivation.

"Although I have woken up, but after several years of long sleep, now my strength is less than one percent of the previous one, and I can't move freely, after staying in your body, I can cultivate with my true body, and finally recover my free body......

I was a little surprised, and I listened to what he meant, he was ready to coexist with me like he had with his master, Su Qianmo.

It's just that I now have glutinous rice dumplings in my body, a sleeping little stinky fart in the Dragon Ball, and a mysterious black fire rakshasa seal on my left hand...... That's not big, right!

Seeing that I was silent and sneered. If it weren't for the unknown reason that you could wake me up, would you be willing to condescend to you and attach yourself to this waste material?

I'm baked! Can't have a good chat yet?! This guy's tone actually reminded me of the little stinky fart who had just woken up from the ghost eater card at that time!

I really don't know why the mouth of the spirit is so poisonous, and it calls me waste wood and waste at every turn, I may not have been good before, but now I have grown a lot, where is the waste wood? Where's the rubbish?!

It's really infuriating! Ahh!!hhhh

"Besides, making a blood alliance with me will benefit you and do you no harm, not only can my existence help your true qi soar, but your ability can also be used by you, what reason do you have to refuse?"

Well...... Listening to this, I can also get a lot of benefits. But think about it, the Gang Qi in the body can be N grades higher than cultivating the Inner Dan.

I have also seen the power of the Burial Spirit Sword, which is called a peerless divine weapon by the fat bird, according to the millennium burial, this is less than one percent of his skill, and if it is fully recovered one day, the power is unimaginable.

Think about yourself again, what am I pursuing all day long? It's not for the sake of being able to improve one's cultivation and better follow the right path of heaven and earth. With the millennium burial plug-in, it is definitely a great help to me.

With that in mind, I nodded my head in agreement. I thought that for my decision, the millennium burial would at least express my gratitude. Unexpectedly, this guy suddenly stood up from the ground and snorted coldly.

"Don't be complacent, I'm doing this entirely for myself, to make it clear, once I have my strength restored, I will go to find the master, and we will break up at that time, and we must not be entangled! Did you hear clearly? ”

Oops, I'm so angry...... I'm!

But for the sake of my own cultivation to go further, I endure! Asked with a wry smile for the millennium burial, when will his skills be fully restored?

"When you fully learn to bury the seven forms, it will be the time when I will regain my freedom......"