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The blue light of the true text flickered, becoming bigger and bigger, like a huge python, twisting and rotating in the void

Seeing this scene, Chang Jin was stunned, although he couldn't fully interpret the real text, he could also feel the mystery in it. It seems that the rules of this world are all contained in it.

As soon as I had this thought, with a "boom", those true texts exploded again, turning into a boiling hot air current, and wrapping the magic pen again.

In Chang Jin's view, that air flow was like a huge placenta, and the magic pen was the life that evolved from it, constantly incorporating the red green air flow into it for refining.

Soon, the air currents in the muddy palace decreased sharply, converged, and finally condensed into a ball, hovering in it.

What the hell is going on? Chang Jin didn't know anything about the change of the magic pen without warning, and he had no way to control it, so now he could only let it evolve.

It took a full hour for the blue light that was wrapped around it to become thinner. The shape of the magic pen has completely changed

It became a heavy seal and guarded in the mud palace. The whole body of the seal is engraved with mysterious real texts, Chang Jin roughly feels, there are about a dozen of them, each true text is different, but they circulate with each other, affect each other, and produce unpredictable changes.

He faintly felt that the sudden transformation of the magic pen into a big seal should be related to the inexplicable incense power before.

And this big seal ...... He almost subconsciously thought of Zhao Shouren, the county magistrate of Tongqu County, who had been close to observe the other party's luck, Zhao Shouren's official position was added, and the luck on his head was condensed into a seal.

Xiao Qian has obtained the position of the river god, there is a town river god monument in the mud hall, and he was the acting land god, and there is a temple in the mud hall.

Presumably, the Great Seal should be something similar.

Until now, Chang Jin still didn't have a clue, so he could only speculate.

When he opened his eyes, he realized that his back was already completely soaked, and it should have been a huge drain on his mind when the mud palace changed just now. Looking at the overhead car transport again, it is really green and angry.

It's not that your luck is decaying, it's just that it's consumed, and it can be replenished in a few days, so you don't need to worry. It's just that now I'm unlucky, but I need to be more careful in doing things.

For the magic pen to become a divine seal, Chang Jin is not difficult to accept. For cultivators, the appearance of a magic weapon is not so important in the first place.

After resting for a while, feeling refreshed, Chang Jin tentatively stirred up the gods in the muddy palace, wanting to sacrifice his body

But he was disappointed again, this divine seal was different from his previous guess, and it would not come out as casually as the Shinto Talisman. Could it be that the reason for the lack of incense in his body is not enough? Or is his realm too low? Chang Jin can only guess one or two more, and he doesn't feel that he has too many clues.

It wasn't early, so he simply fell asleep on the bed.

Waking up on time at dawn the next day, Chang Jin drew his sword and danced on the bow of the boat for a while, his body was much more flexible. At this time, Bai Susu got up when he heard the sound, and when he saw his lover, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Yunsheng, why are you so pale?"

Cultivators are not invaded by cold and heat, and they will not get sick at all, and in this case, it can only be that the soul is injured, but last night he obviously stayed in the cabin and did not go out of his body.

"Su Su doesn't have to worry, I sacrificed the magic weapon last night, and I consumed too much mind to look like this. Chang Jin put his sword into the sheath and comforted him.

"What kind of magic weapon are you cultivating, you don't always plan to keep it a secret from my sister, right?" Ah Bi also walked out of the cabin, looking at him.

This girl deliberately made a mess. Bai Susu frowned slightly and reprimanded: "Sister, don't talk nonsense. ”

Chang Jin also showed a wry smile on his face: "It's not that I deliberately concealed it, it's really a bit strange about this matter, my magic weapon is a magic pen, since I came to this world, I have stored it in the mud palace, and there is no way to sacrifice it for you to see." ”

"Oh, and such miracles. The Bai Susu sisters all had curious looks on their faces.

Immediately, Bai Susu spoke again: "Could it be that it is a magic weapon that came into being, I have heard people talk about it before, saying that there was a child in Guo Zhizhou's family in this dynasty who was born with a piece of spiritual jade in his mouth, and he was extremely intelligent, and the child was less than ten years old, and he was taken away by the people of the Daomen." ”

"No wonder my brother-in-law is so literate, it turned out to be a miracle pen. Abi also sighed.

"But the key is that last night, the magic pen changed again, turning into a big seal. ”

Hearing this, Bai Susu thought for a long time and shook his head: "I haven't heard of such a situation. ”

"It's better to think about it than anything, just a treasure. Abi opened her mouth to interrupt the two of them from thinking.

When she saw the sword in Chang Jin's waist, she spoke again: "Brother-in-law, can I take a look at your sword divine weapon?"

Ah Bi had already become interested in this sword, and when the two fought before, they cut off the Mixed Yuan Bead in her hand with only one sword, and she subconsciously thought that this sword was also a great magic weapon.

"Of course you can, but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Chang Jin smiled faintly, then took off the sword bound to his waist and handed it over.

Ah Bi took it solemnly, and waited for her to pull out the scabbard, holding the sword in her hand, the look of surprise and disappointment on her face kept changing: "How is it possible, how can this be an ordinary sword?"

Bai Susu took the sword, also puzzled.

"Hehe, it's in the hands of outsiders, it's an ordinary sword. Chang Jin stretched out his hand, and the sword automatically flew back.

With the sword in his hand, Chang Jin's whole momentum suddenly changed.

The sword body of the "......" trembled and chirped happily, as if it was like a baby who had just learned to speak, coquettish to its parents.

"How is this possible, it's obviously an ordinary sword," Abi continued to mumble to herself.

"Yunsheng, how did you do it?" Bai Susu only appeared now, and the lover gave him too much shock.

"Without him, only with heart and ears. Chang Jin turned his wrist, the momentum on his body changed again, and the sword in his hand exuded a magnificent murderous aura that cut through all things in the world.

"The magic power I cultivate is the way of the sword, and I pay attention to breaking ten thousand methods with one sword. In the face of enemy battles, there is no other magic weapon to help, only the sword in the hand is relied on, and it is cherished extraordinarily. Usually when I have nothing to do, I will meditate and communicate with my mind and nourish with aura. For a long time, although the material of this sword is ordinary, the sword heart has been clear, and in my hands, the power is no less than that of a magic weapon. ”

"No wonder it has so much power in your hands, it turns out that it already has spirituality. Bai Susu suddenly realized, it seems that his previous attitude towards the magic weapon was wrong.

They talked for a long time at the bow of the ship, and the others in the cabin woke up one after another.

By the time the big ship set off for breakfast, the entire wharf had become bustling, and many people were talking about what happened to Jiang Xinsheng last night.

It seems that it should have come from the mouth of the Sun family.

In the word of mouth, it gradually evolved into the Ziyang Dao people who did too many bad things, so they were punished by God and died without illness.