I don't know if it's Lin Qiulu's luck or Qin Yifan's luck, or both.

If it weren't for Qin Xiaoling helping Lin Qiulu and providing her with a steady stream of Buddha power to support her in completing the refining process of the spiritual weapon, this spiritual weapon would not have appeared at all.

And as soon as the spirit weapon was successfully refined, it had to face the attack of the Heavenly Tribulation. It's a pity that she herself has exhausted herself in a coma, but the catastrophe will not stop because she is unconscious. If there was no Qin Yifan, Lin Qiulu's only fate would be because she couldn't mobilize the magic weapon of the spiritual weapon, and when the spiritual weapon was destroyed by the thunderstorm, she herself would also be wiped out.

Fortunately, Lin Qiulu had Qin Yifan by her side. Without the master's magic weapon, other cultivators couldn't use it at all, but Qin Yifan didn't know why, anything he took over, as long as he put in enough internal force, he could use it skillfully. Although there is still a gap compared to the original master, this ability to pick it up and use it as a weapon is the envy of countless cultivators.

Even Qin Yifan himself couldn't explain this phenomenon, and he didn't know if it was his own situation or if all the people who practiced martial arts had such abilities. Without his cultivation, it would have been impossible to achieve it at all. At least now, Qin Yifan has the Qiankun Sword Box in his hand, but he can also command her to make due defenses.

On the other hand, Qin Yifan had seen the Heavenly Tribulation twice before, and he had personally taken one of them, which also let him know that his body could absorb the energy in the Heavenly Tribulation to a limited extent. Moreover, the dagger in his hand was also a good thing that was enough to make the eyes of countless cultivators hot, and it could even absorb the Heavenly Tribulation.

With such luck and coincidence, Qin Yifan was only safe under the three rounds of thunder robbery in front of him, but also the Qiankun Sword Box only lost six flying swords, and his body was not injured at all.

The fourth thunderstorm has come again, this time, it is no longer the kind of straight thunder, but a spherical object condensed by flashing lightning, slowly, falling towards the Qiankun sword box.

It seems that this tribulation thunder is coming for the spirit weapon, that is to say, if once the spirit weapon is successfully cultivated, when the refiner thinks that he cannot resist the heavenly tribulation, he can sacrifice the spirit weapon and let it fight alone, and he can also ensure that he is safe. It's a pity that this time Lin Qiulu is in a coma with all her strength, and she doesn't even have this ability.

The tip of the dagger was like inserting a piece of tofu, and it was easily inserted into the round ball of thunder and lightning, very slowly and gently. If you don't look carefully, you think that Qin Yifan took the initiative to plug in the dagger. However, Qin Yifan, who was in the game, knew that the dagger in his hand seemed to have a suction force, attracting the thunder and lightning that was originally aimed at the body of the Qiankun sword box to it.

In an instant, Qin Yifan seemed to have an illusion, the weapon in his hand seemed to have his own mind, he knew what he wanted to do, and he also knew what he should do. And Qin Yifan, at most, just held him in his hand, which was a very weird feeling.

However, the huge earthquake coming from his hand couldn't help Qin Yifan continue to think nonsense, so he could only use all his strength to adjust the internal force to the extreme, and together with the power of those thunderbolts he had just absorbed, he could resist an attack that was even more fierce than the last time.

I don't know if it's after a few times, my body has become accustomed to this kind of lightning strike, anyway, although I can still feel strong paralysis, and even burning pain, but I don't have the discomfort of involuntary spasms all over the body. I can control my body by myself, and sometimes I am really happy.

The reduction in pain also meant that Qin Yifan was able to resist this attack, and he didn't dare to slack off in his heart, and once again followed the familiar routine, frantically absorbing the energy in the thunder and lightning. There was no accident in the Qiankun Sword Box this time, and after losing four flying swords, this time the lightning strike was easily taken again.

The fifth time, the thunder ball that was almost twice as big as just now came quickly, and this time, the dagger in his hand was like a hungry madman, and as soon as he approached the lightning ball, he saw the lightning ball become smaller and disappear in a very surprising degree. Qin Yifan could only even absorb some of the spilled thunder and lightning, and there was no pain at all. And the Qiankun sword box, not even a flying sword was lost.

"Finally able to recover a bit. In Qin Yifan's mind, a slightly familiar voice suddenly sounded, and even he didn't know where it came from. Just as he was about to ask, the sixth thunderbolt above his head fell frantically.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to meet it with a short dagger, the voice in his head said: "Let that female doll accept a thunderstorm by herself! If she can't even take this heavenly tribulation, she is the culprit who caused the heavenly tribulation." Although his voice was not high, there was a strange majesty that people couldn't help but do what he said.

Qin Yifan had already remembered where he had heard this voice this time, he had heard this voice last time when the brother in the lake was in the Little Heavenly Tribulation, last time it was just a sentence, this time I don't know why, I actually said so many words.

However, his words are very reasonable, since the heavens are going to send down the heavenly calamity, there is naturally his reason. If the Qiankun Sword Box had not experienced a thunderbolt, at best it would be a delicate flower that had been carefully watered, for fear that she would suffer any losses. After all, she is a weapon, and such a flower weapon is not as strong as not.

The Qiankun sword box was raised high, and all of Qin Yifan's internal force was almost frantically entered into the sword box. The flying swords around him were bright and swirling wildly around the sword box.

The huge ball of lightning smashed down viciously, and the whirling flying sword began to attack the ball of lightning frantically one by one. The best defense is offense, which is quite in line with Qin Yifan's appetite.

Like a moth to a fire, a flying sword went up, and there was a dazzling light, with a burst of explosion, and disappeared without a trace. But the flying sword behind it was as if it was not fatal, one after the other, and continued to follow, and no sword would retreat. Qin Yifan knew that this was the sword girl controlling the flying sword to defend her way.

With each destruction of the flying sword, the lightning ball will decrease a little, that is, in a moment's effort, dozens of flying swords have been blown up before and after, but the lightning ball has also become a fist-sized, brighter ball, as if all the energy is compressed in this ball.

Immediately after, the flying swords all scattered, and the small ball of lightning hit the body of the Qiankun sword box impartially. A dazzling flash of light flashed, and the entire sword box burst out with a dazzling light, accompanied by a sizzling sound, which was very weird.

Qin Yifan could only vaguely feel that there was a will to resist this thunderstorm, and he was also vaguely learning Qin Yifan's method and constantly absorbing the energy of thunder and lightning. Soon, the light on the sword case became a little dim, and slowly became fainter and fainter, until finally there was no light at all.

The sword box in his hand seemed to have changed a little, but for a while he couldn't say where the change was, it seemed to be more refined and neat.

"Don't look at it, she has just absorbed the thunder and is refining, and the changes will not be visible until at least a few days later. It was the same voice again, as if it had suddenly entered my head, and I couldn't hear it in my ears, but it was very clear in my head.

With this voice, Qin Yifan also gave up his internal strength. Without Qin Yifan's internal support, the Qiankun sword box regained the size of a harmonica again, and slowly flew to Lin Qiulu's side.

"Who is it?" This kind of feeling of not seeing anyone but hearing his voice is not pleasant, Qin Yifan doesn't know anything else except that he can judge that the voice is not hostile.

"Long time no see, little brother!" was still the same voice, as if responding to Qin Yifan's questioning.

This person had seen himself before? Qin Yifan's mind went through it quickly, but for a while, he couldn't find out when he had such a friend who called him his little brother.

"No need to look for it, I'm in the dagger in your hand. The voice sounded again, but Qin Yifan was shocked, in his dagger, could it be?

"That's right, I'm the unlucky one who failed to survive the catastrophe. His voice was full of self-deprecation, but there was no trace of frustration or reluctance.

It is almost certain that the person who survived the tribulation has failed and is unable to change it, so he immediately made a decision to inhabit his Yuan Shen in his strongest magic weapon, hoping to escape from the golden cicada. Unexpectedly, he was still struck by the magic weapon by the robbery lightning, and in Qin Yifan's hands, there was only a broken magic weapon left. Later, it was sharpened into a kitchen knife by Qin Yifan, and then when the brother in the lake was in the middle of the day, he was struck by the robbery lightning, and changed his appearance slightly, becoming the appearance of the dagger now.

"That's pretty much what I guessed, that's pretty much it. The voice rang in my head again.

"What do you call a senior?" Qin Yifan was still very respectful, if he hadn't seen this senior standing in the void, resisting the majestic posture of the sky, he would not have the idea of cultivating the Tao, and he would not have all these later lives. Strictly speaking, this senior can be called Qin Yifan's passerby, and it is not too much to call him a senior respectfully.

"The old man's name has long been forgotten, if you have a heart, just call the old man the person who should be robbed!" The voice of the person who should be robbed is very flavorful, and people can't help but be attracted. Even cultivators like Qin Yifan are no exception, perhaps, this is the strength of a master!

"However, there is one thing that the old man will not forgive you casually. The person who responded to the robbery suddenly changed his tone: "For so many years, you have actually used the old man as a kitchen knife, and what kind of mess have you used to cut it? If you can't give the old man a reasonable explanation, the old man can make you suffer enough even if he is in the knife." ”

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(To be continued)