Chapter Twenty-Five: The Immortal Weapon "The Sky"

"What a coward!"

A voice suddenly pierced Jiangli's ears.

Well, who's talking?

Will look away from the east and west, trying to find the voice out.

As a result, the Nine Realms above her head knocked on her head.

"Why are you so stupid?"

The words of the Nine Realms showed their dislike for Jiang Li.

will be embarrassed to death, and for a while it will be like a thorn in the back.

Finally arrived at Tianxun Pavilion.

When you put your feet on the ground, you will feel a little better about the awkwardness.

Dongmu Shangxian took the lead, entered the Tianxun Pavilion, and went directly to the second floor.

The jaw dropped when he stepped forward and saw all kinds of immortal weapons.

"So much?"

Jiang Li turned his head and looked at the two people behind him in surprise.

"Yes, you can choose from all the immortal weapons."

Yunqing Shangxian answered the question of leaving.

Then when Jiang Li couldn't wait to reach for the nearest immortal weapon, he interrupted Jiang Li's action again.

"But, these immortal artifacts have some spiritual sense to some extent, so even if you fancy them, if they don't recognize you, then you still won't be able to get them."

Yun Qing Shangxian's words were like a basin of water, which extinguished the enthusiasm of the future.

"That's it!"

It became bitter in an instant.

Hey, even if these two great gods say that her qualifications are good, but Jiang Li also feels that she can choose a good immortal weapon, which seems to be a bit hanging.

"You stand on the circle in the middle, and then inject a little immortal power into the circle, close your eyes, and don't think about anything."

Higashiki Kamisen spoke.

He didn't speak, and he didn't even notice that there was such a mystery in this hall full of immortal weapons.

The Nine Realms got down from Jiang Li's head and jumped onto the head of Yunqing Shangxian.

In this layer of the hall, there is a very simple magic circle in the middle, the lines are twisted and twisted, mysterious and weird, and when you look at it, you feel like you are about to fall into it.

Dongmu Shangxian noticed that something was wrong with Jiangli and frowned slightly.

Yunqing Shangxian also noticed the strangeness of Jiang Li, and reached out and patted Jiang Li's shoulder.

"Hey!"

"Huh?"

Jiang Li blinked as if he had just woken up from a dream.

What's wrong with herself, it seems that she has just entered an infinite boundary, and a little starlight around her seems to be calling her, guiding her to a certain direction.

There was a faint voice calling inside.

"Master, master."

One after another.

Just when Jiang Li wanted to grasp the slightest hint of vagueness and find out the voice, someone pulled her out of the illusion at once.

Jiang Li didn't tell the other two about what he had just experienced, but according to what Dongmu Shangxian said just now, he walked to the magic circle step by step, stood on it, and then lost a little immortal power to the magic circle, then closed his eyes and began to wait endlessly.

Gradually, the circle centered on the position where Jiang was standing, and a trace of light entangled by immortal power spread under her feet, slowly spreading throughout the entire circle.

Just when Dongmu Shangxian and Yunqing Shangxian thought that everything was going to go so smoothly, a white light suddenly appeared on the magic circle, enveloping the whole person in it.

Yun Qing Shangxian looked at the scene in front of him and was slightly surprised, because this phenomenon was like the scene of subduing the Illusory Worry Spring on that day, it was no different.

Both the Nine Realms and the Dongmu Shangxian frowned slightly.

"This is the scene when I will take in the Fountain of Illusion on that day."

Yunqing Shangxian said.

Dongmu Shangxian set his eyes on the Nine Realms, and the Nine Realms nodded slightly heavily.

Dongmu Shangxian set his eyes on the white light again.

"Hum—"

I heard a heavy and quaint sword roar, and a white light flew down from the stairs on the third floor, rushing straight into the white light where I was leaving.

"Will leave!"

Yunqing Shangxian couldn't help but scream.

Dongmu Shangxian held him down, otherwise he would almost rush over.

The Nine Realms were on the head of Yunqing Shangxian, and they couldn't help but clench their fists and straighten their bodies.

Dongmu Shangxian's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the white light.

After all, he is not sure of the identity of the departed, but all the evidence seems to point to the identity of the departed person in relation to that person.

Or rather, it may be the one who will leave.

Dongmu Shangxian couldn't help but clench his fists, and his heart couldn't help but be nervous and excited.

The white light lasted for a long time, and the three present were all hanging high.

As the white light wrapped around the leaving, another white light rushed from the staircase on the third floor.

On the third floor are the immortal artifacts of those immortals whose spirits have dissipated.

The immortal artifact that came down from the third floor could find its owner, and the only possibility was that its original owner had returned.

Finally, after waiting for nearly half an hour, the white light that enveloped the separation began to slowly turn pink, and the pink slowly faded, slowly became transparent, and finally dissipated.

Holding a slender sword, he stood straight in the center of the circle, his eyes closed.

Suddenly, Jiang Li suddenly softened and was about to fall to the ground.

Dongmu Shangxian's eyes quickly moved over and took Jiang Li in his arms.

His brow furrowed.

His eyes saw the sword he was holding in his hand.

The name of that long sword is "Changkong", and it is the immortal weapon of the ancient flower god, but now, it is lying quietly in the hand of Jiang Li.

What does this mean? Such a simple matter, Dongmu Shangxian only glanced at it, and concluded the identity of the leaving.

Dongmu Shangxian hugged Jiangli tightly in his arms, and the wooden face that had not changed for thousands of years began to crack, and there were too many things in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yunqing Shangxian didn't want to step forward again.

The Nine Realms stayed on top of Yunqing Shangxian's head, and there was no trouble at this moment.

Dongmu Shangxian left the Tianxun Pavilion with the general, and until he returned to the Cold Heaven Palace, he was still guarding the general.

In the side hall of the Cold Heaven Temple.

The wind outside the window was blowing slightly, and the peach petals outside the window were flying.

The wind blew, blowing the curtains, and the two people in front of the bed were faintly visible.

Lying there quietly, Dongmu Shangxian sat aside, looking at the person on the bed, his eyes were full of infinite tenderness.

Outside the side hall, there are two figures that are extremely destructive to the atmosphere.

Yunqing Shangxian Cat was lying outside the window with his waist bent, while Jiujing was lying on his head, grabbing his hair to stabilize his figure.

"Hey, I didn't expect our Dongmu Shangxian to have such a side, how long have we not seen it?"

Yunqing Shangxian said to the gossip of the Nine Realms on his head.

Jiujing didn't pay attention to Yunqing Shangxian, but his subordinates worked hard, pulling a handful of Yunqing Shangxian's hair, and the painful latter cut the exclamation in his throat.

Yunqing Shangxian grabbed the Nine Realms down, and suddenly fell on the windowsill in anger.