"What is a sword spirit?" The sea scratched his ass and asked.

Zu Long held the short sword in both hands, looked at its sword spine with a look of pity, and said: "Sacrifice, no matter which country, which race, which dynasty, which faith, is all mysterious and sacred, it is not only a kind of awe and exploration of the unknown, but also a kind of comfort and balance in the heart.

We can now scientifically analyze this activity in ancient times, and seek the essence and root cause of this activity, but no matter how objectively and scientifically you look at it from the perspective of today, there are some things that cannot be clearly answered, and even today, there has always been only one object of sacrifice, that is, the gods!

Zhao Haikuan, do you want to believe that there is an omniscient and omnipotent god in this world who can save the common people and the suffering of water and fire? Will you swear with your life that you will always be faithful and devout in Him? Zu Long suddenly asked in a condescending, somewhat sacred tone.

The sea squatted on the ground with its mouth wide open and scratched its buttocks, and for a moment he was a little fragmented by this sudden, strongly philosophical and religious question, and his head kept organizing scattered messages.

Then it took a long time to react, and he stared at Zu Long with a very cheap expression: "What are you talking about with me?" What kind of sect is the leader of the Divine Dragon Sect! I almost let you go all over me, so be me! Changing to someone with a slightly lower IQ will fool you! Lao Tzu doesn't believe anything, just believe in fists! ”

Zu Long leaned against the shelves and smiled evilly: "Well, it's hard to find someone with a lower IQ than you in these years." ”

"What nonsense you have! Hurry up, you want to start a cult and have one of your members outside, if you don't dislike it, it's blind and inarticulate, you two are a good couple!" The sea put his arms around his shoulders and sneered.

Zu Long was not angry when he was robbed by the sea, and suddenly knocked on the shelf with the blade of his short sword, but not only was the shelf not cut into two sections in response, but on the contrary, it stood there well, making a sound of metal colliding with bells.

Dahai was wondering, Zu Long said: "I have seen a lot of magic tricks since I was a child, I didn't believe in anything, all the incredible events in my heart are blind tricks and a little bit of scientific skills, but since the day I followed Luo Wen into the office, what I have experienced has completely subverted my thinking. Just like just now, we really lived to see the ghost, so maybe there really is a god in this world. This short sword can't see the dynasty, but it is by no means a sacrificial weapon that ordinary people can have" said Zu Long flicked the metal ball in the gauntlet ring with his hand, and the metal ball rotated endlessly, and the buzzing sound was endless.

"With this process, I really don't know if the road can be made by people. I have read many codexes and biographies of sword-wielding people in the institute, and several of them have mentioned this sacrificial sword more than once. According to the book, the sword is used as a sacrificial vessel, and it has to participate in the sacrificial activities at least once a year, and the sacrificial is a more important and solemn activity than the New Year in ancient times, and the selected day and place of sacrifice should be the best in the year.

People hope to communicate with heaven and earth in the sacrificial process, and the sword itself has become a medium of communication with heaven and earth, accepting the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly, this sword that is a sacrificial weapon has been conceived into spirituality and has a sword spirit! The sword cultivates the spirit, the spirit raises the sword, and it becomes the sword qi after reaching the most luan! With that, Zu Long shook the short sword in his hand at the shelf just now, and in an instant, the shelf was broken into two!

The sea seemed to be frightened, and he sat on the ground with his knees on his face in pain, and raised his head to look at the ancestral dragon: "You mean that this sword has a thought?" ”

Zu Long gave him a blank look: "That means that this sword has an aura." ”

The muscles on the sea's face jumped, and he hugged his shoulders and snorted: "Then this is really a treasure?" As he spoke, the sea suddenly curled up and fell to the ground, and with the help of the shoulder lamp, Zu Long found that the sea was a little pale at this time, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, his lips were slightly pale, and his expression was extremely painful.

Zu Long, who was originally quite proud, was stunned for a moment, threw away the short sword in his hand, and hurriedly opened the arms that the sea held each other, just in time to see that the terrifying wounds on his chest and arms had turned purple and black, and at this moment he was bubbling like coke! The exposed skin turns blue and purple, and gradually spreads to the whole body along the ruddy skin of the sea.

"How does it feel?" Zu Long looked a little anxious, and asked while holding the sea's arm.

The sea gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and the rhythm of his breathing became irregular at the moment: "It was a little cold at the beginning, I didn't pay much attention to it, it started to hurt just now, and now it hurts so much that I want to vomit...... I'm not fucking going to come to my aunt! After saying that, the sea reluctantly squeezed the corners of his mouth and wanted to smile, but the pain immediately killed his thoughts, and his mind immediately remembered the scene after Rowan was captured by a ghost not long ago, but he didn't expect it to be his turn so soon.

The ancestral dragon's head is also big, and without the purple light, can't he just wait for death? If Rowan was here, there might be a countermeasure, but Zu Long, the investigator who had become a monk halfway, had a blank in his head for the emergency handling of this sudden situation.

He hurriedly put the sea flat on the ground, the three not too deep claw marks on the chest of the sea turned out, starting from the collarbone, the thickness and length were unevenly broken all the way to the top of the abdomen, the wound was not fleshy at all, but it was still bleeding blood, and now the skin and flesh were scorched and emitting black smoke, like burnt mutton.

There are not a lot of wounds on both arms, especially the wound on the right arm, the white bones are faintly visible, the muscle tissue about ten centimeters long has been completely scratched off, and the innermost layer can be seen with the naked eye that the muscles are forcibly growing, which is thanks to the bodyization ability of the sea, and the muscle strengthening and regrowth ability is super strong.

But this kind of growth was only barely maintained, and the speed that should have been devoured by the diffusion of the ghost qi was just between the two of them, but as time went by, the diffusion surface of the ghost qi became larger and larger, and the speed also accelerated, which made the sea that was alive and well just now suddenly declined.

At this moment, the body of the sea began to convulse involuntarily because of the spasms, his hands clenched into fists, and his feet kicked intermittently. His face turned blue, the green tendons on his aching temples jumped and jumped, the sea gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and his eyes were closed tightly, which was the same as when Rowan was injured by the ghost qi.

Zu Long looked at the sea blankly, knowing that he was no longer able to return to the sky in the underground base, he took a deep breath and tried his best to make his tone appear calm: "The sea, if you have anything else to say, tell me." ”

The sea barely opened one eye and stared at Zu Long, and the two lips struggled for a long time like an old lady's teeth, but his teeth were still clenched, and he couldn't spit out a word, and he barely stretched out his middle finger at Zu Long!

Zu Long was stunned for a moment, and was about to get angry but suppressed it: "The sea, your last words are too heavy, I can't promise you." ”

The eye that the sea barely opened rolled its eyes, and the ancestral dragon thought that the sea was going to die, and hurriedly wanted to pinch the person, but the eyes of the sea rolled and glared back at the ancestral dragon.

Zu Long also stared at the eyes of the sea, but he always felt that something was wrong, suddenly he lowered his head, and saw that the middle finger hooked by the right hand of the sea was not to say anything to Zu Long, but simply a pointing effect, Zu Long looked side of his head in the direction of the middle finger of the sea, and saw the short sword that was still on the ground by himself!

He immediately understood the true meaning of coming to the sea, picked up the short sword and directly attached the sword to the wound on the sea's chest.

In an instant, the unthinkable happened!

The ghostly aura that had been spreading in the chest of the sea suddenly exploded like a spark, and the hissing sound gradually became like boiling hot oil! At the same time, the sea began to sweat profusely, and the mouth made a hmm-hum sound from time to time, and the spasms were actually reduced!

After a while, as the hissing sound decreased, the ghostly energy gradually dissipated, and the breathing of the sea stabilized. The muscles of the sea began to regenerate at a visible but slow speed, and the ancestral dragon also treated the other wounds of the sea in the same way, and when everything was calm, the ancestral dragon sat down against the shelf that had just been cut off by himself, and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

After about half an hour, the sea mother turned over and vomited on the ground, staring at the dark green filth all over the ground, and the sea was sure that she was alive.

Zu Long carefully supported the sea and sat down against the shelf: "How do you feel?" ”

The sea moved his arms, shook his feet hard, and shook his head again, which almost fell again.

After a pause, Zu Long took out a straw from the water bladder and gave the sea a sip of water, and the sea let out a long breath: "It's finally alive!" I fucking thought that this life was over like this, and I was fucking surprised to see Xiao Desheng'er's two children holding sugar gourds to pick me up, but I was scared to death. ”

As soon as Zu Long heard it, he knew that it was no big deal, at least his fortune was saved: "How is it, is there any discomfort?" ”

The sea let out a long breath: "What's so uncomfortable about being alive...... Don't say it, it's a little dizzy. ”

Zu Long also breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against the shelves across the sea and sitting with a smile: "Pick a life!" Comrade Zhao Haikuan! Having said that, how do you know that this short sword can drive away ghosts? ”

The sea was stunned: "I don't know what to do!" Isn't this all yours? I want to know that this thing can drive away ghosts, I just found out and can I give it to you first?! ”

Zu Long was right to think about it, so he asked again, "Then why did you point your middle finger at this short sword just now?" At first, I thought you had exposed your sexuality at a critical moment, or that you were dying and still trying to scold me."

As soon as the words fell into the sea, he scolded: "Don't think, I'm just fucking scolding you!" Fucking last words? Do you think I was able to open my mouth at that time? Look at this! ”

Saying that, the sea grinned with his hand, and the inside of his mouth was full of small wounds bitten out by his own teeth, "Lack of morality!" You want to be like me, you leave me a last word and I'll see! I'm going to be able to move and get up and smoke you early! You're kind to your middle finger! ”

Zu Long opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time, then laughed out loud: "The sea, the sea!" You are really a scourge, and even Lord Yama is unwilling to accept you! ”

The sea rubbed his own middle and stared at Zu Long with a frown: "Wang Ba Lif!" ”