Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Sword Master

"It turns out that this uncomfortable feeling of hair standing on end all over his body is caused by a fierce aura?" Zhang Wuregret patted the huge demon beast corpse again, he was different from the monks who were more sensitive to various spiritual qi between heaven and earth, so he could barely resist this fierce aura, and the three people behind him couldn't do it.

"I wanted to take some of it down and see if I could use it to make materials, but now I don't think it works. Zhang Wuregret looked at the surface of the bones that had decayed and aged, and shook his head helplessly, the bones of this demon beast didn't know that they had been placed here for tens of thousands of years, and the shape that could be preserved had already proved its strength during its lifetime, you must know that the walls cast of fine iron have been corroded, but this corpse bones can basically preserve their original shape.

"I'll go to that big pit and have a look. Zhang Wuregret said hello to the three of them, observed at the edge of the big pit, and jumped down.

"This is?" Going deep into the bottom of the big pit, Zhang Wuregret also looked around in surprise, the ground here was deep, and the water was already quite deep, Zhang Wuregret didn't see the water surface just now because it was too dark, and at this time he had already plunged into the water.

"It's so cold... "Even Zhang Wuregret was quite uncomfortable when he entered the bottom of the water, because this water was absolutely strange, even Zhang Wuregret felt cold all over his body for the first time, combined with some of what Lin Ping said, Zhang Wuregret was very sure that this water must contain a dark aura.

"Isn't this kind of water, iron-striking the best quenching water?" Zhang Wuregret's eyes lit up when he moved slowly at the bottom of the pit, although he was a craftsman, but he couldn't use his true qi to drive the flame or make water sources, he could only use the most stupid charcoal burning method and a large amount of water to forge and quench, but feeling the cold breath, Zhang Wuregret also realized that this might be a good material for quenching.

"Okay, then put some on. Zhang Wuregret swam to the water, found a foothold, took out more than a dozen large and small bottles and cans from the wind box, filled them all, and finally took out a large vat that is usually used to hold lake water forging, poured out the remaining clean water in it, and filled it with this cold water, and finally stopped satisfied.

"Huh?" Just when Zhang Wuregret finished filling the water, he suddenly felt that something seemed to flicker under the water, and he hurriedly plunged into the water with a fierce son, this kind of thing depends on luck, but it will not always wait in place.

"This is?" Zhang Wuregret had already rushed to the place where the light flickered as fast as he could, and there was a translucent golden corpse sitting on the ground here, and there were some fragments around the bones that seemed to have been completely weathered and corroded, and the most conspicuous thing was a four-foot-long cyan long sword standing in front of him.

"Is this the ancient monk who killed this terrifying monster?" Zhang Wuregret looked at the monk in front of him, also clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed, "Although I don't know your name, if you don't mind, the junior wants to build a tomb for you and help you enter the earth for Anke?"

Zhang Wuregret looked at the bones of this monk, he didn't know what kind of monk could cultivate to the point that the bones had changed to such a point, at least Zhang Wuregret's own bones did not have this jade-like texture except for being dyed with mixed metal colors, but Zhang Wuregret didn't want to take this corpse bones for himself or anything, he really just felt that he was sitting under this water, sorry for the contribution made by this monk, whether it was a monk or an ordinary person, they still paid attention to a person who was in the ground.

At the moment when Zhang Wuregret's hands were about to touch the bones, the bones were like sand, instantly shattered into countless fines, and melted into the bottom of the water, which also made Zhang Wuregret dumbfounded, and the long sword beside him also turned into countless fine powders at the moment when the master's bones dissipated, scattered around the master.

"The obsession of the spirit weapon?" Although Zhang Wuregret couldn't see the quality of the long sword, the subtle fluctuations in its remnants still allowed Zhang Wuregret to recognize the extraordinaryness of the long sword, and when the golden bones dissipated, the cyan long sword automatically shattered, and this situation would happen, only the last little remnant of the spirit of the long sword's consciousness shattered his own body and went with the master.

"The lower grade of the vulgar vessel, because it needs to be impregnated with materials and carved two kinds of carvings, can already hook the aura of heaven and earth, and cheer for the true qi of the monks, and the weapons of the vulgar utensils need three complete engravings to be formed, and the unusual materials can be made, and the requirements for the monks are relatively high, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to control. Zhang Wuregret took out a piece of stone and a carving knife from the wind box, and muttered in his heart: " And to the category of spiritual weapons, non-Void Dan realm monks are not available, because only Void Dan monks can cultivate the Yin God and Yang God, communicate with the spirit weapon and recognize the Lord, at this time, the spirit weapon has been born with the spirit of the instrument, the lower grade spirit weapon is like a baby, the middle grade spirit is lively and active like a teenager, and the upper grade spirit weapon is as mature as an ordinary person, and even can refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth by himself to feed the monk, I don't know what level you have reached, if you can retain a little bit of mind for tens of thousands of years, and you can kill the big demon with the master, I'm afraid you are not just a spirit weapon. ”

"Senior, I don't know your identity and don't know what you have experienced, so I can only write a tablet at will to express my respect, I hope you don't dislike it. Zhang Wuregret inserted the stone in his hand into the water, and the stele was engraved with the eight characters "Qingfeng Sword Master Sleeps Here", it is really Zhang Wuregret who doesn't know the name of this senior, so it can only be so.

Zhang Wuregret also sighed at the end, and began to move towards the water, and after a while, he crawled out from the bottom of the big pit.

"Cold, cold, cold. Zhang Wuregret came out of the water for a long time, and he still kept trembling, fortunately he didn't ask Lin Pingmo Feihua to go down with him to investigate, I'm afraid that with the bodies of the two of them, they can't bear the water with such a serious yin aura.

Seeing the three of them walking to his side with concern, Zhang Wuregret also roughly talked about the following situation, and Erlin Ping and the others also had a lot of feelings about the monk who dissipated with the wind underwater.

"How to train the Dragon Realm, Great Cultivator?" Lin Ping muttered quietly, but Zhang Wuregret, who was trembling, didn't hear what he said.

"Brother Zhang, when you went down just now, we also had a general check, at the tail end of the bones of this demon beast, there seems to be a brightly colored flower, we discussed it, I'm afraid it's some kind of strange flowers and plants that we don't know, it's worth a lot, why don't we go over and have a look together?"

"That's a good feeling. Zhang Wuregret also smiled, after entering this ancient battlefield, except for Zhang Wuregret fetching some water, the others almost found nothing, and it was a good thing to be able to find a target at this time.