At this time, the petals opened one by one, and a middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the lotus seat, and under the nourishment of energy, it became clear. Ahead, the tyrannosaurus was shocked, and subconsciously looked at it, there was nothing else in front of it, only the five-colored disc, and on the disc, the figure of a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.

The weirdest thing is that when his gaze passed, the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes blinked violently. "Will it move?" The middle-aged man's sudden movement took the Tyrannosaurus a step back, all along, the Qiankun pen, the positioning in the heart of the Tyrannosaurus, is just an ordinary treasure, which can store items.

Although the Qiankun pen helped the tyrannosaurus to open the heart of the gods entrenched in the Nine Dragons, so that he had a talent for online writing that was higher than ordinary people, but today, such a big living person emerged from it, which inevitably caused him to be frightened.

"Hahaha" The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and laughed, his fingers kept moving, and in the entire space, regular silk threads were implicated in him from all directions. It was as if he had infinite magic in his hands.

The Qiankun pen has been by the side of the tyrannosaurus for so long, but he found that he couldn't grasp the Qiankun map at all, what kind of secret does this Qiankun map have, is it really an artifact?

The regular silk threads, combined with the hardware and jade liquid that had just been absorbed into the colorful lotus platform, made the middle-aged man's figure gradually clear, and in the end, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up from the lotus platform and slowly walked towards the tyrannosaurus.

Who the hell are you?" asked the Tyrannosaurus. "I, you can call me, Jiangnan. The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth showed a hint of a smile, and he said lightly. The tyrannosaurus looked at each other, looked at the Qiankun pen that had changed its appearance, and asked a little boldly: "Jiangnan senior, are you the instrument spirit of this artifact?"

The so-called machine spirit is the spirit of the magic weapon, in the face of the enemy, the master sometimes does not have to deliberately control, the machine spirit can independently resist the enemy, independently complete the master's will, because the mind of the machine spirit is connected with its master.

Machine spirits have their own minds and can choose their own masters, provided that the previous master dies or breaks the contract with them. As if he understood the Tyrannosaurus's doubts, the middle-aged man said calmly: "That's right, I came with a Qiankun pen."

"What? is that really the case?" the tyrannosaurus was relieved, he had always suspected that the key was in the pen. But guessing and knowing are two different things, and the tyrannosaurus can't help but wonder in his heart, what kind of origin is this Qiankun pen?

"Far beyond your imagination?" the middle-aged man's voice came again, and the tyrannosaurus looked at him in amazement. He didn't say what he said just now, isn't there a secret in his own mind? Jiang Nan smiled slightly: "Yes, because we have already refined the relationship between the Lord, our consciousness is the same. ”

"Then why, can't I feel your thoughts?" The middle-aged man laughed, and only then did he say: "If you want to know what I think, my consciousness surpasses me, but not yet!"

The divine sense surpassed the other party, and the tyrannosaurus woke up to it, the Qiankun pen seems to be at the artifact level, and the instrument spirit, at least, in terms of the divine consciousness level, is at least at the level of the little god venerable, and he has not broken through the contract until now.

If you don't want to be known by the spirit of the Qiankun pen, the divine consciousness of the tyrannosaurus must reach the realm of a small god, thinking of this, the tyrannosaurus has to smile bitterly, his strength is still too low, and if he wants to completely control the legendary artifact, this strength is far from enough.

From the station to the small god, there are three whole realms, and the difference is simply heaven and earth, obviously, if you want to surpass the other party in divine sense, in a short period of time, the tyrannosaurus can't do this.

The tyrannosaurus pouted, and the middle-aged man also laughed a little, I don't know what's wrong, he saw that the current owner of this Qiankun pen was deflated, and there was always a special happiness in his heart. At this time, the tyrannosaurus asked again, "Who was the previous owner of this Qiankun pen?"

"The original owner was called a drunkard, and he was called a wine sword fairy. Ji Ling Jiangnan said slowly. "Drunkard, you're talking about the Qixi Wenzong, the most outstanding god-level writer a hundred years ago. The Tyrannosaurus was extremely shocked, and he asked again: "By the way, Jiangnan senior, then why didn't you appear before? Now you suddenly appeared." ”

"A hundred years ago, when the drunkards fought against the evil forces, the Qiankun pen was almost shattered, and the spiritual effect was lost, and I also fell into a deep sleep, until I was stimulated by your blood power a few days ago, and I woke up again.

After breaking through the void twice in a row, I lost all my functions and fell into a deep sleep, until you unlocked the first seal, I was able to take out the spiritual ore in the Qiankun pen and refine it into five drops of gold essence liquid.

Hearing this, the tyrannosaurus stuck out his tongue and asked, "So, what grade is the Qiankun pen?" "I, hahaha, you ask me what grade of Qiankun pen is? My first generation of masters spent 50,000 years collecting treasures from heaven and earth.

And with the power of the heavens and the world, I have combined hundreds of kinds of treasures of the fairy road, Buddhism, demon sects, and demon clans, which has trained me, Qiankun pen, as soon as I was born, it is a top-level artifact, as long as I can break through the last step, I will immediately become a creation artifact, eternal and indestructible.

You know, I have the opportunity to become the only creation artifact in the world that evolves independently. In the mind of the tyrannosaurus, it seems that he has gone through one thunderstorm after another, and he has already used his imagination very much, but he still didn't expect that the Qiankun pen is such a big source.

It's only one step away from becoming a creation artifact. What is an artifact, it is an atmospheric treasure that suppresses heaven and earth, I am afraid that it is rare in the entire online literature world, and in front of him, he has one, and he has the opportunity to become a creation artifact, even if it is hit hard and the spirit of the artifact is damaged, but the artifact is an artifact.

In the eyes of the tyrannosaurus, complex emotions such as excitement and longing flashed, and after a long time, he cleaned up his mood and asked: "Jiangnan, you also said that the drunkard was the first master a hundred years ago, and the Qiankun map is a very strong artifact, and it is only one step away from the creation artifact, so why, it has become like this." ”

As soon as he said this, Jiang Nan couldn't help but grit his teeth, and almost forced out of his teeth and said: "It's not the damn pirated Demon Sect and the Plagiarism Demon Sect, they came to sneak attack when the drunkards were about to break through the Great God."

Hundreds of small god masters besieged it, and all the pirated top-level artifacts were released, and they were besieged and killed, making the drunkards fall short. It's hateful, it's annoying. Jiang Nan became exhausted for a moment.

Tyrannosaurus took a step back without a trace, and devoted himself to the Qixi Wenzong, Tyrannosaurus knew a little bit about most of the writers and strong men of Ming, and the name of the drunkard was like thunder, which could be a myth, a myth that Tyrannosaurus wanted to become every day.