He didn't bow his head and didn't speak, just stared blankly at the lifeless sword in his hand, and there was only a lifeless sword with a hilt left.

The Hundred Shattered Mountain Ghost King didn't urge, just quietly turning his wine glass there, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

God-level exercises, the top exercises in the exercises known in the underworld, and even the world's words can be obtained if you have god-level exercises, although it is a bit exaggerated, but if you have a god-level exercises, even if you are a fool, you can become a master.

Xiao Rou stood behind the Ghost King, the anxiety in her eyes was not concealed in the slightest, and she stared straight at the one who was still with her head down. It's just that his master is present, but where is he able to speak.

After a long time, he didn't look up, and his eyes were no longer red, but there was a hint of mockery, even if he was definitely facing a master of the God Realm.

"Tsing Yi, I remember the last time we were at the Dragon Capture Ape, you helped Hong Bo change the dragon scales into a life weapon, right?"

"Yes. Tsing Yi raised his head, the smile on the corner of his mouth was also grinning, and at the same time, Xiao Rou was grinning at the corner of his mouth, and the anxious look on his face was also swept away.

"Help me. "I didn't stretch out my hand yet, and in my hand was the bare hilt of the lifeless sword.

Everyone's faces instantly changed color, because there was no living sword. Because at this time, where can the lifeless sword be regarded as a sword, there is only a sword with a hilt left, even a brick may be more threatening than this thing.

"Are you sure?"

"Are you sure?"

"Are you sure?"

Three voices sounded at the same time, me, Tsing Yi, and the Ghost King of Baisha Mountain.

"Sure. Before he looked up, he didn't see any waves in his eyes when he looked at Tsing Yi, and he was calm as if he was talking about something to eat for dinner today.

"It's better not to be impulsive, do you know the life weapon?" the ghost king of the Hundred Shattered Mountains interjected.

"I don't understand. "I haven't answered truthfully.

"Destiny ......" The corner of the Hundred Shattered Mountain Ghost King looked at it with mockery, and he paused slightly, and began to tell about the destiny weapon.

The life weapon, all we know is that the life weapon is connected to one's own life, once one's life weapon is destroyed, then one's own soul will also be completely scattered, and there is no possibility of survival. Another point is that once you change a thing into your own life weapon, then this thing will become like your own body, and it is naturally much more convenient to use.

But after listening to the ghost king's story, we know that we really know too little about the special existence of the life weapon, so little that we are ignorant, even Tsing Yi and Hong Bo, who have the life weapon, will not know more.

Destiny weapon, possession of machine spirit. The first thing the Ghost King said was this, and we were instantly thundered into a bunch of nerds, even Tsing Yi, a knowledgeable guy, was full of shock.

The machine spirit is a very illusory thing, attached to the existence of the life weapon, a thing between the soul and the ideology, which can feel the existence, but cannot really touch it, and the machine spirit is also an independent existence, with independent thoughts, so this thing is also good and bad. Of course, this difference between good and bad still depends on the so-called master's cultivation, cultivated into a good, protect the master for a lifetime, if you are accidentally cultivated into a bad, then it's okay, a lifetime of doing great evil things, in the end it is definitely a body of infamy, maybe people die, and others have to spit on two mouthfuls of thick phlegm when they pass by the grave.

Of course, this kind of thing doesn't have to be cultivated, some things even automatically derive machine spirits, of course, that time is at least more than 10,000 years, and the so-called artifacts become essences, that's the reason.

"Take your lifeless sword, for example. The Ghost King pointed to the Lifeless Sword that was still gone, paused slightly, and then stared straight at the Lifeless Sword with his eyes, and continued: "Your Lifeless Sword definitely has a tool spirit in existence, and even if this Lifeless Sword now has only one hilt left, the spirit has definitely not disappeared due to the damage to the sword body, and if my guess is correct, the figure you saw before should have refined himself into a tool spirit and attached it to the Lifeless Sword, so as to achieve another form of immortality." Immortal Sword, Immortal Sword, are you sure you choose it clearly?" said the Ghost King, his face full of bewitchment.

I felt that the back of my neck was swishing in the cool breeze, according to the scene we saw before, and thinking about everything the ghost king said, I even felt that this machine spirit should belong to the bad category, there was no reason, just intuition.

"Don't go. "I put my palm on the shoulder of the yet, and I didn't turn my head, I shook my head towards the yet.

The Ghost King will not lie to us, because there is no need, if he wants, there are countless ways to take the Lifeless Sword from the hands of the ghost without knowing it, so, he must have his meaning when he says this.

"Arbitrary, I have practiced swords all my life, and swords are my life. I didn't say it yet, I couldn't refuse the resoluteness in my eyes, and the rest of the words were completely suffocated back into my stomach.

"Knowing you, I don't have to go to this life yet. The gaze that was not yet gone swept over everyone, then stayed on my face, and continued: "If there is a problem that the ghost king's predecessor said, arbitrary, don't show mercy, I don't want to bear a heinous infamy through the ages. The corners of his mouth were raised, and he raised his eyebrows at me, and his tone was very relaxed.

"I can't do it. I said. Indeed, let me go and kill the enemy, even if I have never met before, I will never be soft, even if it is an old and weak woman and child, I believe that even if it is a struggle, in the end I will do the same, but let me punch my brother in the head, I can't do it.

"I believe in you, remember to help me. Before he could finish speaking, he stopped talking, but turned his head to Tsing Yi, his eyes were obvious, he needed that method.

Tsing Yi is undoubtedly the most difficult, and the hesitant look that he has never seen before has instantly occupied Tsing Yi's calm face.

The world seemed to stop at this moment, and everything around it was silent, except for the hoarse sound of the bottom of the wine glass that was spinning in the palm of the Ghost King's hand rubbing against the stone table.

After a while, Tsing Yi raised his head, pointed out his fingers, and pointed on his forehead, the faint light lit up, and Tsing Yi's eyes were also closed, he had no way to look at the face that was not gone, not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare.

Everyone stared at the ghost king, but no one saw Tsing Yi's finger point, and the moment the light on the forehead of the still not gone went out, a trace of essence flashed in the eyes of the ghost king, and there seemed to be a trace of relief in the essence.

The light soon disappeared, and it seemed that he had learned this technique if he didn't go.

The palm of his hand was raised, and a punch had already slammed into his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and suddenly, the clean lifeless sword hilt was completely covered with blood. Immediately afterwards, I didn't pinch the seal in my hand, and it was very simple to pinch a few seals, but I didn't pinch it very slowly, very jerky, like a primary school student learning to write stroke by stroke.

The seal was finally pinched, and the fingers that were still not gone reached into the blood stain and dotted on the hilt of the lifeless sword.

A ray of light rose from the hilt of the Lifeless Sword, very faint, but it was only an instant that it had already changed like a round of sun, and everyone did not dare to look at it directly.

The light swished and disappeared, and we were also in front of us, and we saw that the glimmer of light seemed to penetrate into the spiritual platform that was still gone, and along with the light, there was also the hilt of the lifeless sword.

Everyone is waiting for the change that is not yet there, and the worry hangs on almost everyone's face, and even we all feel that something is going to happen, something bad.

For a long time, there was no change, and the eyes that were not gone were not opened, and the face was calm. But the hearts of the people could not be put down at all.

After a while, the change finally appeared, and he didn't open his eyes yet, with a hint of pain and struggle in his eyes.

The palm of the hand that was not yet gone was raised, as if to grasp the head.

The change immediately followed, and the expression on his face suddenly became stiff, and his eyes were as wide as two bells, but he looked straight in front of him without any focus, as if there was a palm that was choking his throat.

The fall happened in an instant, and before he could do so, he fell straight behind him, and even the two frightened eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Don't!" all voices were almost surprisingly unanimous.

Tsing Yi is the closest person who has not yet go, and his palm has stretched out to the back of the person who has not yet go.

Syllable.

A crisp sound sounded, but it was unusually clear in this slightly noisy environment.

The figure that had not yet fallen was suspended in the air, and Tsing Yi's palm was only a foot away from the back of the person who had not yet go, but it also stopped there, as if there was not a distance of more than a foot but an insurmountable moat.

Alas......

A sigh sounded, from the Ghost King.

At this time, the ghost king just put down the wine glass in his hand, thinking that the crisp sound also came from the impact of the wine glass in his hand and the stone table.

"I really didn't expect that you little guys, the realm is in a mess, and this courage is bigger than the sky. The Ghost King stood up, the smile on his face helpless.

Looking at the smile of the ghost king, as well as the non-go-go and Tsing Yi who seemed to have been immobilized, my heart finally let go, the ghost king seems to have a way, otherwise this expression is teasing us, as a profound ghost king who doesn't know the realm, there should be no special hobby of running all the way over just to tease us.

The ghost king waved his hand, and Tsing Yi's body was finally able to move, but it was already far away.

"Didn't your master tell you what to do if you are attacked once you are attacked when you recognize the master?"

"Nope. Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, his master, he believed that if his master knew such a situation, he would never fail to tell him, then there was only one result, and his master would definitely not.

"I've got you. The ghost king smiled bitterly again, flicked his fingers, and a ray of light popped out from between his fingers, crossed a graceful arc, and fell on the spiritual platform that had not yet gone, like a butterfly looking for the fragrance of flowers, and after circling around the head of the still gone, he disappeared into the spiritual platform that had not yet gone.

The body that was still gone seemed to have resumed its movement again, its brows furrowed, and the look of pain on its face rose instantly, but then it disappeared, turning into a calm face, which looked more like it was asleep.

"You owe me a big favor. The Ghost King looked at me with slanted eyes.

"This favor is unbelievable. "The ghost king doesn't have the domineering attitude of a master and rejects people thousands of miles away, so I'm a lot more relaxed.

"Xiaorou, let's go on the road tomorrow. The ghost king said a word, and then his body turned, and he had slowly walked away, and the body that was not yet gone was like a big hand gently holding it, floating behind the ghost king, and left with the ghost king.

"What's going on?" It wasn't until the ghost king's figure completely disappeared that I quickly grabbed Xiao Rou and asked, and everyone also cast curious glances at each other. Since it's okay not to go, then everyone is naturally completely relieved, and the rest of the time is naturally gossip time, and gossip time, in our opinion, this time period is the essence of the whole story.

"Huh?" Xiao Rou was a little confused, and everyone was also a little confused, after all, my question was so skillful that no one understood, even Tsing Yi looked at me with a confused face.

Alas, you don't understand me, and in the end you carried it all alone.

"Xiao Rou, how did you know the Lifeless Sword? And, it seems, you know these things very well. Tsing Yi interjected, my question has been chosen to be ignored by everyone, no way, after all, it is too "skillful".

"I've been striking iron all this time......" Xiao Rou's painful, sad, and bitter voice sounded, almost crying.

Xiao Rou's experience is indeed painful, even inhumane, and the absence of freedom is the most basic limitation. As for the 1,000 catties of cold iron every day, that is the most basic standard of compliance, if it can't be reached, it's simple, don't give food, this kind of punishment, for many people, especially the world I lived in before, it means that the vast majority of women will choose not to eat dinner, in order to lose weight, after all, weight loss is a woman's lifelong career. But when this kind of punishment becomes the norm, it is enough to drive a seven-foot-tall man crazy.

Because Xiao Rou is trembling and sharing with us the taste, texture, and color of the thousand-year-old cold iron.

And this is not the most painful, the tragic thing is that this punishment is just a simple punishment, and "yield" are two parallel standards, which are never mixed with each other. In other words, Xiaorou has checked 100 catties today, so she must make up for this 100 catties tomorrow.

Therefore, Xiao Rou was chaotic for a while, hovering between madness and normality every day.

"Do you know how I've spent all these years?" Xiao Rou looked at us with red eyes, picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured it down, it didn't seem to be enjoyable, so he simply picked up the jar next to him and poured it into his mouth, if it weren't for the fact that the mouth of the jar was too small, I believe very much that he would press his head directly into the wine jar and soak it with wine.

"Do you know what it's like when a seven-foot-tall man loses less than three hundred pounds? Do you know what he went through?" Xiao Rou continued, but we all stumbled for a moment, and quickly reached out to support the stone table in front of us, so as not to throw ourselves on the ground.

"Seven feet tall, three hundred pounds, shouldn't it be thin?" Liu stammered to himself.

Well, almost, looking at the way the stammer compares himself, combined with the stammer's skinny figure that is about to become a dog, he should be able to fit three.

"Get out!" Xiao Rou roared, staring at Liu with red eyes, looking up and down, and then turned her head away with disgust.

Made, why do I feel as if I see a look in Xiaorou's eyes that is too thin and unpalatable?

But if you think about it, you can understand that people who have tasted cold iron for thousands of years, there is something else he doesn't dare to eat, not to mention Liu stammering, it is the two gods of snoring and Bai Aya, if Xiaorou's strength is enough, I even believe that the two of them may become the first choice, although fox meat is unknown, but dog meat is absolutely delicious.

Xiao Rou's story continues, Xiao Rou's sadness and sorrow are earnest, and we listen to it with relish.

Xiao Rou shouldn't be called a cultivator now, I think he should be called a "blacksmith". Of course, it is impossible to just strike iron in the underworld, just as we can't all have iron in the world, there are many things to make utensils, there are iron, steel, alloys, rubber, latex, ultra-thin rubber, and there are particles full of ......

In short, the current Xiaorou is very sensitive to all kinds of materials, especially the materials used to make equipment and weapons, and she has almost reached it, and when she reaches out and touches it, she ...... to the point of .

And this kind of acquired talent, of course, is inseparable from Xiaorou's "hard training". It's just that whether it was voluntary or forced, we didn't dig deeper.

And with this talent, of course, are those created drawings, or some more famous divine weapons, so there is the fact that Xiao Rou recognized the lifeless sword at a glance.

It wasn't until midnight that Xiao Rou's story ended in Xiao Rou's sad and sad voice.

"Then why did your old master not go and get the lifeless sword?" I asked Xiao Rou.

Click!

A bolt of lightning struck me less than a meter away, almost touching my back, and I could even clearly feel the burning pain in my back, followed by a burst of coldness.

Nima!

I let out a terrible howl, because I suddenly felt that my clothes were sliding down my shoulders, like the tulle on the body of a woman who had just taken a shower, although she slipped on purpose, I slipped unintentionally, but the result was the same, cool breeze poured into the body, clean and slippery.

Damn, Lao Tzu just said a word Lao Bangzi, as for it? Your apprentice said why don't you split him?

I glared at Xiao Rou, you give Lao Tzu an explanation.

"He's used to it. Xiao Rou whispered in my ear.

Got used to it? So what did he do with Lao Tzu?

"He's not used to you. ”

Grass! Double Standard! Scumbag!