Chapter 606: Long Nights and Many Dreams Wait for the opportunity
Chen San didn't understand for a moment, and looked at the roster with a twisted brow, and the two names were eye-catching: Chen Da and Chen Er, Chen San "tsk" when he saw these two names, and quickly closed the roster.
I also muttered in my heart, and I don't know how my father and mother chose their name in the first place, what kind of name is it to take three words, I'm afraid that I don't know how to read, so it's simpler, these parents are also more labor-saving than one......
I thought there was something good, co-authoring or laughing at myself.
"Aren't you going to recognize each other? ha. Steward Huang smiled, and Jiang Qihuai also covered his face and smiled a little uncontrollably.
"Forget it, I'm looking for the master and getting down to business. Chen San scratched his ears and cheeks.
"What are you looking for me to do, the soul is in full swing?"
"No, no, no, seven or eight times out of ten times, I feel fast!"
"You mean you want to learn to return to the soul?"
"Well, I already know how to possess the soul, and then practice makes perfect, master, you taught me to return to the soul, and I can ponder it when I have nothing to do!"
"It's good to be studious, but aren't you too anxious?"
"It's not that I haven't learned the imperial weapon, I always feel that my Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm is fake, and I also want to step on the sigh and fly for a while!"
"Let's go, let's go, it's beautiful, you won't be able to fly in a year or two!"
"Is this so hard?"
"Imperial weapons and flying on magic weapons are two different things, what do you think?"
As he spoke, Jiang Qihuai went out, Chen San didn't have a mouthful, and the green Mingling followed, all the way the master was long and the master was short, and the courteous was not good.
Jiang Qihuai did not take Chen San to kill Sendai, but took him to another place.
The mounds of the Great Pavilion, Chen San had never been here, and only after he went there did that he knew that when he entered the sect, he cut down the Great Pavilion and only lost 800 taels, which was already a small amount.
The two of them passed the Heavenly Viewing Mirror, passed the Chopping Sendai, and arrived at the Great Pavilion, Chen San had never seen anyone sitting in the Great Pavilion, and he had never suspected that it was not a real pavilion.
Jiang Qihuai walked calmly and leisurely towards the pavilion with one hand behind his back, and Chen San followed behind to ask about the origin of the mound in Jiang Qihuai's mouth.
When they arrived at the big pavilion, Jiang Qihuai paused for a moment, and waited for Chen San to follow the two before stepping into the pavilion together.
In an instant, a gust of wind blew, blowing so that Chen San couldn't open his eyes, and when he squinted to see clearly, the original mountains, rocks, grass and trees in front of him were gone, replaced by a deep pit, and the bottom was dark.
Chen Sanxin mentioned that there was a cloud platform not far from the deep pit, which was a large circle smaller than this deep pit, and there were eight iron chain bridges in the middle that connected to all directions.
This cloud platform is what Jiang Qihuai said, the mound is not in the secret cave, but outside, Chen San can look up at the sky, but he doesn't know where this is.
On the cloud platform is the magic weapon of the Xuantian Sect to enter the four souls and kill the people of the fairy realm, and the cloud platform with a radius of dozens of zhang is densely packed with many magic weapons.
I didn't see it too clearly, the two walked across the chain bridge and got to the cloud platform, and Chen San was shocked by the majestic magic weapon mound in front of him.
Hundreds of magic weapons gathered together at a glance, spears and swords, long sticks and broad knives, short-bladed whips, folding fans and bronze bells......
There are everything, Chen San has never seen many magic weapons, and Jiang Qihuai does not know them all.
"This is the instrument mound, and the magic weapon body of our Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm is here. ”
"Isn't there only a few people in the Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm?"
"It's not just the living, this is the magic weapon of the Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm of the past dynasties, so many of them look strange, and now they can't be seen anymore. ”
"Why do you put the magic weapon here, can't you put it somewhere else?"
"Except for the Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm, no one else can enter this place, and the magic weapon will not be damaged by anyone when it is placed here, and it can be related to our lives when we fight. ”
"That's it~ my sigh!"
Chen San searched for it and finally saw his sigh Cangsheng, a person-high sigh Cangsheng was just in the ground, and he thought it was a special stick from a distance.
"Let's go, let's go over, return to the soul to integrate the soul of the sighing soul into your soul power into the sighing life, aren't you already eight or nine times out of ten, go to the soul to try. ”
"Is it that simple?"
"Simple? You'll know after a while that it's not easy. ”
Jiang Qihuai spread out his soul power with one palm, and his soul power overflowed, "Boom!" A large circle of magic weapons in front of him trembled.
The pure soul power enveloped the sighing people, and in the blink of an eye, the sighs rushed straight as if they were being summoned.
"Bang!" was slammed in front of Chen San.
This is also what Chen San has never figured out, how the master controls Kaishan Ding and his sigh Cangsheng, this is not his magic weapon, it doesn't make sense!
Before Chen San could ask, Jiang Qihuai gave a look to hurry up, and Chen San scratched his head and began to overflow his soul power and prepare to return to his soul.
Jiang Qihuai was still quite satisfied with the pure soul power, no matter what Chen San's qualifications were, with this pure and vast soul power, he dared to assert that it would be impossible for a disciple under thirty in Xuantian Sect to have such a soul power as Chen San within a hundred years.
After the soul power was integrated into the soul of the instrument, it was easy to return to the magic weapon, and Chen San's face was so disgusting that Jiang Qihuai was disgusted.
"What are you talking about, the return to the soul hasn't started yet. ”
"Haven't started yet?"
"Nonsense, it's so simple that you fly!"
“......”
"Just like I did, make the sigh in front of your eyes come alive. ”
Chen San was stunned, isn't this a royal weapon!
Jiang Qihuai was also irritated when he saw his stupid appearance, and after thinking about it, he still patiently explained: "Returning to the soul is not for you to return the instrument soul, but for you to grind the fit of the instrument, the instrument soul has returned, and use the soul power and the instrument soul to make the magic weapon move." ”
For this stupid son, Jiang Qihuai's patience is also enough, but Chen San has a solid foundation after all, and many things that need to be accumulated over the years are not sporadic and sporadic differences.
Seeing that Chen San was still stupid, Jiang Qihuai was so angry that he left depressedly, leaving Chen San alone to practice the simple techniques he said in the place of the mound, and return to his soul.
In fact, it is not easy to say, it is not difficult to say, unlike Zhenshanhe, ordinary magic weapons do not need to return the soul to the magic weapon, as soon as the instrument soul returns to the magic weapon, the magic weapon will become extremely heavy.
If you want to grind the fit of the weapon to reach the imperial weapon, you need to do the opposite, just like when Chen San can lift the sigh above his head, then the basic imperial weapon will become, at least sigh ruthless and ironwood fish can control it.
But these two magic weapons were not in the mound, and it took more than half a month for Chen San to lift the sigh Cangsheng above his head, and Jiang Qihuai saw that it was almost there, so he asked Chen San to attach the soul to the sigh of the cangsheng.
Without the interference of the soul, the pure soul power did not enter the soul of the soul, and it was successful in one time, to Chen San's surprise, the sigh of the soul was much lighter than when he returned to the soul before, he was able to control the weapon!
"Master, master, I can control the weapon, I can control the weapon!"
Chen San pointed up, and sighed like a big iron rod floating around him, which made him happy.
"What are you excited about, it's better to wander so slowly than a soul. ”
"I'll make it fast, master, please accept Chen Sanyi's worship. ”
"Get up, you're leaving?"
"I've found the approximate location of Fallen Leaf Peak, although I'm still far from the old devil, but I have to find a way to get into Fallen Leaf Peak, there is a way to protect my life, if I'm careful, I'll be able to find out where my daughter-in-law is sooner or later." ”
"You're not going there?"
"I'll go and see it first, if I can save it, I won't go there, the old devil can't be in the Fallen Leaf Peak every day, there will always be a chance." ”
"There are many masters in the Fallen Leaf Peak, although you are already in the Four Souls Slashing Immortal Realm, there are at least three or five people you can't beat, I don't recommend you to take such an adventure. ”
"But I'm afraid that the night will be long and dreamy, the people of Fallen Leaf Peak are inhumane, and it will be dangerous for Xin'er to stay there for one more day, no matter what, I will go and see it first. Chen San's eyes were resolute, without the slightest hesitation.
Jiang Qihuai nodded, "Go to Steward Huang to take over the task and then leave." With that, he left the mound alone.
Facing the dense magic weapons in the mound, Chen San had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know if he could see Xin'er this time, it had been almost a year, and he wanted to see her.
Chen San smiled and went to Huang Zongzhang to take a task, Huang Zongzhang uncharacteristically did not give him a task of two hundred taels or even a higher price, but gave a letter of thirty taels, an ordinary task that is just a relatively long distance to send a letter.
Before leaving, Chen San, Lu Kaiyuan and Lu Shuangshuang had a meal to say goodbye, no matter whether he could see Chen Xin or not, he would not return to Xuantian Sect in the future, this should be the last meal with them.
also gave Lu Kaiyuan hundreds of taels of silver, not for Lu Kaiyuan, but for Lu Kaiyuan to buy tea for Jiang Qihuai, Huang Zongzhang, and Old Man Lu.
Chen San rode the spirit tiger towards the northwest boundary of Maoshan Mountain, and according to the scope of the previous exploration, it took more than ten days to gradually narrow the range.
As the range became smaller and smaller, Chen San could see the trace of the evil master almost every day, but he didn't make a move, and the cheetah generally lurked among the mountains and forests until that day......
In the tall woods, Chen San hid behind the tall trees like a ghost, the trees here were tall and thick, he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to enter the Fallen Leaf Peak.
It's useless to know where the Fallen Leaf Peak is, you have to know how to get in, and if you don't know how to get in, you have to try step by step according to the previous discussion with Chen Wan'er.
This forest was locked by Chen San two days ago, there will be evil masters passing by, but there are not many people, not far from the Fallen Leaf Peak, the entrance of the formation enchantment is in the northernmost part of the forest.
Chen San had seen the evil master come out from behind those trees more than once, and he had also seen the returning evil master disappear from behind those trees more than once.
The sky is getting brighter, according to the past, several evil masters are about to come back, Chen San held his breath and watched every move around him, Chen San, who had already changed into the black robe of the evil master, almost disappeared into the dark night of the grass and trees at this time.
"Click, click, click......"
With a sound from far and near, it was the sound of someone stepping on a dead branch, coming back!
Sure enough, a black-robed evil master with a chill in his eyes walked towards the north, without anything on his body, and his hands were empty.