Lin Feng could see the secret of cutting, and he could also see the means of cutting clearly.

Reshaping and cutting, part of it is on the "heavy" spellcasting items.

Relying solely on human power, it is impossible to cause cutting and reshaping, and the treasure that can perfectly cut through space is the axe in his hand.

What matters is the blood stained inside.

This blood is the blood of a certain creature, and this "blood" is a tool for casting spells, and it is alive.

Just like the seal when someone draws a talisman, a kind of access certificate, Lin Feng didn't know what this blood was.

This thing, Lin Feng needs one, but it doesn't have to be a jade axe.

His natal artifact can also be like this.

Just inject blood.

It's not that the magic weapon is alive, it's the blood that is alive.

In an age when everything can kill people, it is common for blood to be alive.

What made Lin Feng frown was not this matter, it was that these blood were alive, so they were moving all the time, if they used this thing as a basic magic weapon, they would have to crack the effect of this magic weapon, at least figure out what kind of blood it was.

Can you get it now?

It is unlikely that the blood of ancient times still exists now.

It sounds like a whimsical thing to take out a magic weapon from a "book" written by someone else.

But for Lin Feng, this was not the case.

Many things can be made out of thin air, especially in the hands of some great witches, even more so, it is not difficult to make some objects out of thin air, except for some things similar to "source species", some are unique, at least many kinds of "nature" are unique and unique.

"Nature" can also make some objects.

But not absolutely.

The reason why we say not absolutely, no one can be sure what "nature" must be like.

It can only be inducted, there is always a case.

When the night fell, Lin Feng stared at Xueqin, and suddenly felt a little itchy on his body.

It seems that nerves and blood vessels have grown all over the body.

Sensing this strange feeling, Lin Feng immediately stationed himself in place with his "intention".

He hasn't forgotten where he is now, he's now divided into three points.

At this moment, he may be the "meaning" itself.

As for where the dichotomy of the soul and flesh is now, to be honest, I don't know.

It is also possible that he is the Spirit.

Not the flesh anyway.

No matter what, it can be clear that his feeling at the moment is right, Lin Feng can only think like this, could it be that he has been observing for too long, and even the "meaning" has been impregnated?

Lin Feng felt that many red silk threads had grown on his body.

These red threads are like his blood, constantly circulating and circulating in his body, circulating, circulating, and after they grow, they are very itchy.

It's like being reborn from flesh and blood.

He was about to turn into this magic weapon personally.

Even at this time, Lin Feng was still in the mood to complain.

No need to look for a magic weapon.

I'm done!

But complaining and complaining, Lin Feng didn't really do anything.

Lin Feng sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't forcibly resist this unsettling feeling.

It's just that when he felt the restraint, Lin Feng still vigorously cut off this feeling of restraint, and he felt as if he was about to enter this "jade talisman" and merge with Xueqin.

He was adamant not to go.

Nor is this "assimilation" refused.

That's enlightenment.

It's a face-to-face encounter between him and this kind of blood - it's really close to zero distance.

It is impossible to meet - the premise is to live, and you are still yourself.

There is nothing worth saying either, because everyone knows that this is high risk, high reward! If you want an empty glove white wolf, then you are the bet.

Winner takes all.

Loser, nothing!

As if aware of something, "heavy" glanced out - this is the perspective of "heavy".

"Heavy" is alive, there is no problem with using a normal "living thing" to describe "heavy", "heavy" does not know what a historian is, and does not know that he is living in a book.

The true self is dead.

But it doesn't matter, he is the "heavy" who is "alive" in the book.

He knew that there was always something incredible in the darkness outside.

This is a simple thing for him to come out on a mission, although it is very dangerous, but for people like "heavy", danger is always with me.

It is extremely normal to live today and die tomorrow.

Even if the three of them were wiped out, it would not be an unusual thing.

Casualties are inevitable.

Of course, it is also possible to die in the twilight of life.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

"There's something out there again."

"Heavy" said calmly, he kept throwing branches into the flames in front of him, "Shi" and "Niu" were a little nervous, and they both pinched their magic weapons.

"Heavy" signals them not to be nervous, which is a normal thing.

The main thing is.

It's useless to be afraid.

"There's always something out there that doesn't make sense of it, but they don't attack us most of the time."

The flames of these branches do not illuminate the surroundings.

This is just a stereotyped action made by "heavy" trying to dilute the uneasiness in his heart.

There is no practical significance.

He said to the "stone" and "cow": "Recently, the world has become more and more unpeaceful, how many times have we heard the message this month?"

Not only is it a barren, but people are constantly coming out of the mountains.

A lot of people have suffered, and we can't handle many things, and we can't see the great witch.

The Great Witch also seems to be busy, and things are not going well.

So tomorrow, you are all smart, and if something happens, you can run and run, and it will be a good thing to be able to bring the news back. ”

"Heavy" is extremely unoptimistic about what he may encounter tomorrow, and what makes him most uneasy is not the frequent things that appear here, but some other things - Da Wu is unusually busy.

The Great Witch is synonymous with 颛顼.

Although later generations refer to these wizards collectively as Great Witches.

But in modern times, the big word "Great Witch" can't be called indiscriminately, especially among them and wizards.

Dayu.

Da Yao.

……

All kinds of names are actually symbols of divine power and monarchy together.

"Heavy" people with such an identity, there is only one big witch who speaks.

颛顼.

It had been a long time since he had appeared in front of them.

It's a matter of the destruction of the tribe, and Zhen Xuan didn't show up for a long time, but just came out, showed up, gave an order, and disappeared again.

He locked himself in a cave, and no one could see him, not even "Li".

In such a situation, "heavy" knew that the great witch must have been stumped by something.

Otherwise, he would not fail to take action in such a thing as the destruction of the tribe.

"Tonight is a particularly difficult one, and if it's tomorrow morning, you have to see if the sun really rises, and the more times like this, the more careful you have to be every step of the way.

One wrong step, and we can't go back. ”

"Heavy" earnestly admonishes that there is no way to do things.

In the face of "nature", they are just ants with a little experience, and such a little experience cannot improve their experience and survival rate.

"Just observe from the outside, and leave if you notice something is wrong."

"Heavy" said that he took the trouble to impart knowledge to the two young witches around him, and "Heavy" never hid his own experience.

"Shi" listened to his words, his eyes were a little fluttering, and when "Heavy" noticed this scene and was a little angry, "Shi" suddenly pointed to the "heavy" axe and said: "Axe! ”

(End of chapter)