For those who want to kill him, Zhang Liang will no longer have the so-called mercy, and Shi Feng's death is completely self-inflicted, no wonder others.

On the path of cultivating immortals and seeking immortality, maybe there will be many such things, and the kindness to the enemy is undoubtedly cruel to oneself.

After returning to Siguo Cliff, Zhang Liang took out the black stone bead and observed it carefully, this was not the first time he had seen this thing, the original owner of his body had obtained it, but he didn't find anything special.

"Since Shi Feng can improve his cultivation with the help of this stone bead, then this stone bead must be extraordinary, maybe the previous method is wrong. Zhang Liang groaned, he now regretted a little, why didn't he ask the starting method of Shi Zhu clearly, and threw Shi Feng in the 100,000 mountains.

After all this time, I'm afraid that guy has become a ration in the mouth of the beast.

"It is said that the treasure is a drop of blood to recognize the Lord, why don't I give it a try!"

After trying the methods of blisters, fire, and burial, Zhang Liang suddenly remembered the scenes in the fantasy novels where the magic weapons dripped blood to recognize the master.

When he dropped a drop of his essence blood onto the black stone bead, a black light flashed, and then a wisp of divine consciousness fluctuated.

"The ancients did not deceive me!"

Zhang Liang shouted excitedly.

Dripping blood to recognize the Lord, it is really the leader of the routine world!

Later, Zhang Liang felt that the wisp of divine consciousness was somewhat familiar, and after perceiving it carefully, he found that it belonged to Shi Feng, and with his current strength, he could easily expel that wisp of divine consciousness and put his divine sense into the main stone bead.

When his divine consciousness entered the stone bead, a strong suction force firmly grabbed the wisp of divine consciousness and brought it into a strange space.

Zhang Liang outside the stone bead was taken aback, and found that he had lost contact with that wisp of divine consciousness, and no matter how he recited the mantra, he couldn't recall it.

"What the hell are you that you can swallow your senses, are you hungry?"

Zhang Liang shook the black stone bead in his hand, although the wisp of divine consciousness was not strong, it was also separated from his body, and he needed to meditate for a month to make it up.

After half a pillar of incense, the black stone bead emitted a black light again, and then, the disappeared divine consciousness returned to Zhang Liang's body again.

At this time, a strange memory came to his mind.

It was a ruined land, and Zhang Liang guessed that it should be a battlefield, because there were corpses everywhere, and the blood on those corpses exuded a pale golden light, which looked extremely weird.

At this time, a shocking sword light fell from the sky and slashed fiercely on this already broken land.

With a deafening roar, this ruined land shattered instantly, and where the sword light touched, a ghostly light appeared, and those corpses continued to fall into the ghostly light and disappear.

"Sword Demon, Hugh is rampant!"

At this time, a bell-like voice sounded, and then a golden Buddha folded his hands, chanted Sanskrit, and rushed up from the shattered earth, towards the place where the sword light fell.

At the same time, a demonic laugh sounded: "The little bald donkey of the Wind Thunder Temple, even with your immature Ming King Golden Body Seal, you dare to stop me, it's really beyond my strength!"

Before the words fell, the world-shattering sword light appeared again, slashing at the body of the golden Buddha, and with a loud "boom", the golden Buddha was instantly smashed.

"Wind Thunder Temple?!"

Zhang Liang couldn't help but mutter, isn't that the holy land of Buddhism in West Tianzhu, could it be that the owner of the bell-like voice is the master of the Wind and Thunder Temple.

"Who dares to spy on the deity!"

At this moment, the demonic voice sounded again, and a gaze looked at Zhang Liang's location, and his space instantly shattered.

"Mom sells batches, Lao Tzu is going to die!"

Zhang Liang wanted to escape, but found that he couldn't move at all, and along with that space, it turned into nothingness.

"Bang".

Zhang Liang broke free from that memory, quickly touched his body, and found that it had not become fragments, and then he was relieved.

The memory just now was so real that he almost fell into it.

"What is this stone bead, how can there be such a picture?!"

Zhang Liang looked at the black stone bead in his hand, this was found in a cave outside the Burial Sword Pavilion, it should not be a particularly precious thing, but the memory just now told him that this stone bead is nothing extraordinary!

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided!

Since this thing was obtained by himself, there was no reason to throw it away, Zhang Liang thought about it, and he once again controlled his divine sense to enter the inside of the black stone bead.

This time, there was no more suction.

Zhang Liang's divine sense easily changed all over the stone beads, making him feel too smooth, a little unreal illusion.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of flesh and bone connection appeared in Zhang Liang's heart, as if this stone bead was originally a part of his body.

This feeling is similar to the natal flying sword of Wanjian Mountain.

The natal flying sword is a symbol of the disciples of Wanjian Mountain!

Every disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain who has entered the Qi refining period has the opportunity to refine a sword fetus in the Sword Hall, so that it can be fused with himself and become his own natal flying sword.

However, because of the difference in personal talents, the growth of the sword fetus after fusion is naturally very different, some sword fetal owners have mediocre qualifications, then it can naturally only be reduced to a third-rate magic weapon, and some sword fetal owners are extremely talented, it may become a spiritual weapon, or even a divine weapon!

Zhang Liang's qualifications are too mediocre, and the natal flying sword after his fusion with the sword fetus can only be ranked in the category of third-rate magic weapons.

However, this is not to say that he does not have a chance to change this situation, with the improvement of cultivation, the natal flying sword will also become stronger, and it is very likely to advance to a spiritual weapon, and on the Divine Weapon Continent, there is no shortage of third-rate magic weapons advanced to the existence of divine weapons!

Since this black stone bead can produce this feeling of flesh and bone connection, it means that it is at least a magic weapon, and a spiritual weapon is also very likely.

"Shi Zhu, Shi Zhu, since you follow me, then show your extraordinary, no matter how strong you are, I can hold it with a system!" Zhang Liang smiled at the black Shi Zhu, he didn't know the other party's function for the time being, but since he could improve Shi Feng's strength, he thought there was a way to improve himself.

After putting the stone beads into the storage bag, Zhang Liang couldn't wait to say, "System, can I enter the dungeon now to earn potential points?!"

The system's mechanical voice sounded: "After the Heavenly Comic System is used, it can only be used for the second time every other month, so the host should find a way to obtain the permission of the copy as soon as possible!"

"Every other month... Could it be that the system will also come to the eldest aunt?"

Zhang Liang couldn't help but complain, then remembered something, and shouted, "Nani, I still need to get permission to copy again?!"