"What does the sword of the water god mean? is it the sword used by the water god Yuanji?"

The sword spirit shook his head and said: "Not exactly, because Yuan Ji is only one of the many gods of water, but it is also the most intelligent and wise one, a great battle of ten thousand gods to seize the throne one hundred thousand years ago, the heavens and the earth are in chaos, among which thirteen gods of water do not hesitate to fight in order to compete for the sword of the water god, whoever gets the sword of the water god can be in charge of the Kunlun water vein of the spirit of ten thousand waters." ”

Linglong was not very interested in her story, and said, "I guessed, it must be Yuan Xi who got the sword of the water god, but I don't care about that, I just want to know where this sword is now." ”

The sword spirit smiled: "Since you are destined to be a person, then the sword of the water god will definitely be handed over to you, but you can't hand it over without knowing it like this, you have to let you know the cause and effect." ”

"Okay, okay!"

Linglong said impatiently: "Then you hurry up, I don't have time." ”

Sword Spirit shook his head helplessly: " It won't be very long, here's the thing, Yuan Xi won the sword of the water god and took charge of the Kunlun water vein, I don't want the underworld to covet Kunlun's Wanling water vein for a long time, he took advantage of the fact that Yuan Ji's new palm water vein power is not stable when the Kunlun spirit vein is introduced underground and turned away from the underworld, how can Yuan Xi sit idly by, she borrowed the spiritual power of the Kunlun Wanshan ancestral vein to break through the portal of the underworld and lead the water vein back to the human world, but in this way it offended the underworld, Yuan Xi and the underworld had a vicious fight with the underworld, and finally the mana was not as good as the underworld and died in the underworld, before she died, she issued a curse, and there will be no drop of water within a radius of 3,000 miles where she was buried。 ”

Linglong suddenly said: "So that's the case, no wonder there is a piece of yellow sand here for an endless stretch, this curse is ruthless enough······ Did you finish talking? If you don't play, hurry up and continue, my patience is limited. ”

The sword spirit hurriedly said: "I'll finish it soon." I am the sword spirit of the Sword of the Water God, and of course I don't want my master to lose his life innocently, so if you want to get the Sword of the Water God, you must find the Lord of the Underworld to avenge her. ”

"Finished?"

Linglong asked.

The sword spirit nodded and said, "It's over, the conditions are as simple as that." ”

Linglong scolded in her heart: This is still simple? The Lord of the Underworld is the Lord of the Underworld, and it is needless to say how high the mana is, in order to get a so-called sword of the water god that I don't know if it is useful, let me go to the Lord of the Underworld to settle accounts, this deal is really not cost-effective.

Thinking of this, she turned around and left without saying a word.

The sword spirit was greatly surprised, and hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

Linglong turned around and said, "You let me help you deal with the Lord of the Underworld, right? I'm sorry! We're still busy with our own affairs, how can we care about your idle business, I don't think this sword of the water god has anything to do with me, goodbye." ”

The sword spirit has been buried deep in the yellow sand of the underworld for tens of thousands of years, and everything she sees and encounters is a ghost, and there has never been a person with similar attributes like Linglong who has arrived, and she has already lost her patience, so she must not let Linglong just leave, so she hurriedly shouted: "Slow! Slow! The sword of the water god is destined for you, how can you give up and leave?"

Linglong rolled her eyes and said, "Why can't you go? I hate it when people talk to me about conditions! Besides, now that we are seeking to cooperate with the Hades to deal with Wuji, and you let me deal with the Hades, isn't it a joke?"

When Jian Ling heard this, his face was immediately depressed, and he said: "That's the case, it seems that this is the will of heaven, and I'm afraid that Yuan Xi's revenge will not be avenged." ”

Linglong glanced at her: "Yuanxi Yuanji, hearing her name is a wrongful death, who can God condemn to blame?" Okay, you yourself continue to guard her tomb here, I'm very busy, so I won't accompany you." ”

"Wait!"

The sword spirit sighed helplessly: "Actually, my words are just my wishful thinking, not the meaning of Yuanji, now that I have to meet fate, how can I miss it, and the matter of seeking revenge from the underworld is counted, you can take the sword of the water god, I hope you can use it well." ”

Seeing her change in words, Linglong was a little skeptical, and said, "There are no other conditions?"

Sword Spirit shook his head and said, "It's gone, but I have a ······"

Linglong snorted and interrupted her: "What's the matter, I just said that there are no conditions, and there will be another one soon." ”

Jian Ling hurriedly said: "This is not a condition, it's just a request." ”

Linglong thought for a while and said, "Then you can talk about it first." ”

Jian Ling said: "You have something to cooperate with the Hades Lord now, then you are allies, if you see the Hades Lord, I don't know if you can ask him to release the spirit of Yuanxi, so that she can be reincarnated and practice again." ”

Linglong was stunned for a moment, and said: "The Lord of the Underworld imprisoned Yuan Xi's spirit? Is this true? Doesn't the gods have to be scattered after death? Where will there still be gods?"

The sword spirit explained: "You don't know this, the cultivation between gods and gods is different, the methods are different, the realms are different, there is naturally a difference between whether there is a god or not, what, can you agree to my request?"

Linglong smiled and said: "Regardless of whether I can meet that underworld lord or not, even if I do, I don't know him well, he may not listen to me, I promise you now, won't I lose my trust if I can't do it then?"

Jian Ling said: "As long as you are willing to agree, it depends on the will of heaven whether it is successful or not, how many thousands of years have I been waiting here, I don't want to wait any longer, you ······ What do you mean?"

Linglong frowned and said: "Since you say so, then I'll give it a try, but whether it is true or not depends on the will of God, and I can't make any guarantees to you." ”

The sword spirit sighed: "It can only be like this, ······ in the future You are the master of the Sword of the Water God. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the illusory figure of the sword spirit disappeared as soon as it was closed, and at the same time, the light was missing.

Linglong paused for a moment, and said to herself: "Strange, I say that I am the master of the sword of the water god, but what about the sword······?

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed a flash of light in front of her, and when she looked closely, she realized that a silver needle more than three inches long appeared three feet in front of her.

The silver needles and the water waves shine brightly, and it is really difficult to find if you don't look closely.

Linglong stretched out her right hand and pinched the silver needle with two fingers, only to feel cool in her hands, and suddenly refreshed.

She brought the silver needle to her eyes and looked at it carefully, it turned out that it was not a silver needle, but a small silver sword, crystal clear, full of antiquity.

Linglong was surprised: "This ······ Is this the sword of the god of water? Is it because I can't use it to sew clothes? Hey! What is that······ Sword Spirit! Come out, explain this clearly!"

But no one answered her.

Linglong was disappointed and said, "I got such a needle after half a day, what's the use of coming!"

After saying that, she threw the little sword out with a wave of her hand.

Who knew that as soon as the small sword left his hand, it instantly became larger, turning into an ancient sword with a brilliant light of three feet and six inches.

As soon as the ancient sword hung in the water, Linglong felt that the water outside the body was swishing towards the ancient sword.

Within a moment, the seawater in the entire sand pool, along with the natal true water that Linglong had born, was all sucked away by the ancient sword, and there was no trickle left.

This book is derived from reading the rim