Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Ancient Book of the Otherworld Records the Excalibur
"It's useless to be a disciple, but don't dare to disobey the teacher's orders. After a year's absence, the disciple was fortunate to receive the help of a god called Fool Yu, so that he could embark on the path of cultivation. Unexpectedly, on the way, I met a woman from my previous life who came to ask for a debt of love, and I gave birth to the memory of my previous life for no reason, so I remembered the world of bliss, so I boldly went to ......" Jiang Hao confirmed that the master was not in the same space as himself, and quickly got up and said, "Also, master, where are you?" ”
"Presumptuous! The teacher didn't let you get up! ”
"See it all like this? There's no monitoring here......" Jiang Hao still knelt down honestly, "Master, I want to go get the sword, and there are still a few people waiting for me to take out......"
"The master naturally knows what happened to you," the master's tone calmed down a lot, "It's also bitter for you, I let you come here alone back then, and let you suffer to this day, and the teacher is currently in retreat and cultivation in Kunlun Mountain on Gaia Star, and he is not allowed to leave." The aura here is vertical and horizontal, and there are many strange people who practice together. Hey, being a teacher is also too heavy on mortals, and thinking about discussing the path of cultivation with mortals all day long will only affect the progress of cultivation. ”
"Okay, let's not talk about that, for the teacher to re-inject mana into the sword of the gods, now the ability to slay demons and eliminate demons should be even better than before, at least it will not be easily sucked away by the spell of the enchantment under the ability of the teacher."
"Jiang Hao, as a teacher, I also found that this Heavenly God Sword has an additional mental power of a blood-black ghost, which can summon the necromancer, which is very peculiar."
"This sword actually has a name?" Jiang Hao said curiously, "Heavenly Sword? ”
"This is one of the divine swords recorded in the ancient books of the Eastern Earth Continent, why don't you know?" Zhang Xiayi asked himself, "Yes, for the sake of the teacher's carelessness, you have lost a lot of memories, how do you ask you to remember?" Alright, go ahead, kid. ”
Jiang Hao finally waited for the master to let go, and hurriedly rushed up to hold the Heavenly God Sword in his hand.
It's strange, the originally heavy iron sword is now as light as nothing?
"Master, why can't others see and touch this sword?"
"Isn't there still my apprentice who can touch it?" The master's voice was smiling, "Go, take the people out, and send all the monsters here away." Instead of letting them live and die here, you might as well give them a chance to reincarnate normally. ”
"Huh? I? Jiang Hao was taken aback, "The master wants me to kill?" ”
"What is killing? Is a body without a soul a living being? Ask my apprentice, do the monsters here have spirits? ”
The master's words puzzled Jiang Hao, "If monsters don't have divine souls, how can they be sent to reincarnation?" ”
"As a teacher, you always don't listen! Put your experience and existing help to good use, and don't lose the mana that your teacher has invested heavily in the Sword of the Gods. ”
As soon as the words fell, the babbling of monsters came from the entrance of the stone mound, getting closer and closer......
Outside the smoke hut, the monster dragged its heels and roamed.
Inside the room, the four of them sat on the bench, sighing, tilting their heads sideways, in a daze.
Xiao Jin propped his chin in his hands and propped himself on the table, his eyes fixed on the direction his father had left.
For the first time after the curly-haired man walked into the world of monsters, he felt a real sense of security, stopped shouting nonsense, and calmly took out his mobile phone to take pictures. How could he have imagined that he could actually see zombies that only appeared in horror movies and sci-fi movies?
In order to keep the sound and try to let the monsters gather in front of her, Xiao Yuan turned on the stereo louder, and the sound of female voices humming without lyrics lingered in the world of monsters.
"It's really a good song, so the sound of heaven we heard is this?" Yu Wenke looked inside and outside the hut, the living utensils were very simple, the stove, radio, bed, and tables and chairs under the eaves of the house, and the loneliness on his face felt familiar to him.
"Hmm."
"Listening to the conversation you had with Jiang Hao just now, it seems like you're guarding here by yourself?"
"It's my mission."
"How can you bear to be alone?"