Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Conjuring Spirit
Liu Lianlang was on the top of a cliff, looking angrily at the clouds in the sky, letting the rain splash around, infinitely grieving, "Teacher, where are you, are you still alive?" Kneeling on his knees in the mud, he bowed three times in the direction where Master had fallen off the cliff, and then fell to the ground and wept bitterly. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info suddenly the empty valley reverberated with bursts of sorrowful voices, which lasted for a long time. The inky black sky still persistently poured cold rain and hail, refusing to show a trace of mercy. Maybe it was tired, maybe it was extremely painful, and finally Liu Zhilang stopped crying. Standing up, he was suddenly full of pride, glaring at the sky and roaring: "Thunderbolt Demon! Listen, I must kill you and avenge my teacher!" I saw a young man in white on the cliff, dancing his arms wildly. The roar of anger was accompanied by thunder, and the roar of the roaring water dragon rushing down the cliff made it even more pathetic.
The loud voice echoed in the valley for a long time, the sky was spinning, the earth was shaking, and people were crazy.
Leaning down to the bottom of the cliff, it was as black as ink, as if there were countless ghosts and ghosts, dancing with strange figures, and there were constant gusts of yin wind, blowing the trees hula. The pines and cypresses on the cliff are swaying in the wind, like bloodthirsty poisonous pythons, and like ghosts, all of them are looking at the willow waves.
Cold, terrifying!
"Don't be afraid, you are a stranger in the Three Realms, no life and no death, you have become a blessing for thousands of years, enjoy the eternal life of heaven and earth, enlighten the respect of future generations, heaven and earth have no benevolence, but you are a good king. Demons defeat evil, only you are ・・・・・・ Qingning" Liu Lianlang's words faintly came from his teacher's ears, and the treasures given by his teacher subconsciously appeared in his mind. The mind moved slightly, his hands were held in front of his chest, and six treasures appeared on his palms one after another, and he seemed to see the kind face of his teacher again, and his eyes couldn't help but blur again.
There was a strange feeling in his heart, and that feeling drew Liu Lianlang to pay attention to the treasures in his hands, a sword, a ball, a book, a beast, and a lesson. Under the glow of lightning, six little things are strange and magical. A small red sword that was inches long was like a small red fish swimming gently in the palm of his hand. The two thumb-sized colored balls, the master said that the purple ones are called immortal spirits, and the colorful ones are called colorful balls. The three-inch square Xuan-colored strange book, one by one, seems to be emitting black smoke, called "The Book of Destroying the World". Especially the wild beast called the Blue Spirit Beast, shaking its head and tail, clever and cute, from time to time there was a snort. Among the six treasures, the Dazzling Sky Silver Jian is shining with a snowy glow, forming a small silver light cluster, gorgeous and attractive.
Tears flowed silently, and rain continued to fall mercilessly.
Wu, Liu Lianlang saw six treasures jumping to a place about a foot above his hands, constantly jumping, spinning up and down, left and right, as if they were playing with each other, infinitely cheerful. Liu Lianlang was deeply attracted, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, but they didn't get a drop of water in such a heavy rain. Whenever the rain flowed in front of them, they suddenly dodged away, and each of the six treasures was wrapped in a layer of water shell, and the rain kept flowing around the water shell, forming six crystal hollow blisters, which were very mysterious. Looking at himself again, Liu Lianlang was also surprised, and there was also a big blister spinning outside his body, and the rain was falling on the blister. The gurgling warmth soaked the body, like the touch of a teacher.
Far above the clouds, there are two people, looking at Liu Lianlang, one in green and one in yellow, both of them are two young girls.
The girl in green said, "Senior sister, what do you see the treasures in that person's hand? Why are they so strange, have you ever seen them?"
"I heard Master say that the immortal artifacts and treasures used by cultivators in the world are extremely rare. It is roughly divided into four types, from low to high, which are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, immortal weapons and artifacts. Dharma weapons are the most common ones used by cultivators, and they can be used without much advanced cultivation. But the number of artifacts in the entire cultivation realm in the world is very small, there are only a few dozen legends, and most of them are legends, and those who have really seen it, except for the cultivation of the cultivation realm and the elders with higher status, few people have the fate to see it. Artifacts are different from ordinary bladed weapons, and can only be possessed by people who are destined. They are confessional and very accessible. And the immortal weapon is the thing left behind by the cultivator after becoming an immortal, because it has been soaked in immortal energy, so the mana is boundless, and the power is very strong and domineering. The road to cultivating immortals is bumpy all the way, although there are countless braves, but there are very few who can become immortals. Therefore, the number of immortal artifacts is also extremely rare. This kind of treasure is not the owner looking for it, but it recognizes the owner, once it meets the destined person, it will follow and go, and the protector will not abandon it.
Spiritual weapons are stronger than magic weapons, and they are further refined by cultivators after refining magic weapons. There are many ways to refine it, and there are two common ones. Righteous path cultivators forcibly inject their cultivation into spiritual power and mana into their magic weapons, so that their power is greatly increased and they are promoted to spiritual weapons, which is very consuming of real power. When people in the Demon Dao refine spiritual weapons, they refine and seal the primordial spirits of living souls or monsters and beasts in the magic weapons, so as to strengthen the power of the magic weapons, and then ascend to spiritual weapons. This method is cruel but quicker than the former, and is despised by the righteous path.
Looking at the six treasures in front of that person, except for that strange beast, they are all treasures above the spirit weapon, which is really incredible. That young man seems to be about the same age as us, how can he have such a creation and have so many treasures at the same time, it is really incredible! I don't know the other five things, but I recognize that little sword, which is the Soul Conjuring Sword that Master once said!" The girl in yellow told her eloquently.
The girl in green stared at the wide-eyed puzzled and confirmed, "Soul Conjuring Sword?" The girl in green smacked her tongue, very surprised.
"It should be. The girl in yellow said affirmatively.
The girl in green looked at Liu Lianlang from a distance, still a little puzzled, as if asking and muttering to herself: "How is it possible, such a small sword will be the Sword Venerable Soul Conjuring Divine Sword that once unified the two worlds of good and evil!?"
Looking at the girl in green, the girl in yellow nodded affirmatively and said, "That's right, it must be." It's exactly as Master described. ”
"But, but, legend has it that more than 10,000 years ago, didn't the Conjuring Sword seal itself and throwing it into the mysterious Sea? There, didn't Master say that there was no one in the world to go, and even if you were sent there, you wouldn't be able to open the seal of the Sea God. Back then, in order to get the Sword Venerable, how many good and evil people, creatures from other worlds died on the shore of the legendary dark sea, but none of them achieved their wishes. Isn't it strange that the Conjuring Sword actually appeared in the hands of a little boy today!" The girl in green looked at her senior sister's affirmative face, and couldn't help but believe it, but she couldn't admit the facts in front of her for a while, and she was a little uncomfortable. The little head is shaking.
Looking at her junior sister's funny expression, the girl in yellow smiled: "Well, the world is unpredictable, we pursue eternity, but how many things are truly eternal? What a beautiful sight it was, a young man, the brilliance of several treasures, lined together, looking at it from a distance, like a beautiful and elegant jade carving, beautiful and moving, harmonious and elegant. It's like the whole world is noisy, but there is only peace there. Appreciating all this, the girl in yellow looked confused and fell into deep thought.
"Hey, just take it, go back and let the master see what happened, and then pay him back. As soon as the words came out, the person had already flown out, leaning over and pressing straight towards Liu Xianglang.
The girl in yellow turned around in shock, trying to stop it, but it was too late, and she looked at it stunned, her face full of fear.
The girl in green was in mid-air, stretching out her palm and grabbing it straight at the Soul Conjuring Sword. Liu Lianlang suddenly felt a powerful force suddenly attack from behind his head, turned around suddenly, and saw a green figure shooting towards him as fast as lightning, instinctively infusing his whole body with true power, ready to meet the enemy. But before he could make a move, a red light flashed in front of him, and the small red sword flew to his head with a red flash, shaking slightly. The girl in green was still close to the Conjuring Sword with her hands, but suddenly, the girl in green realized that she had underestimated her opponent a little.
At the moment when the girl in green was about to grab the Soul Conjuring Sword with both hands, the Soul Conjuring Sword suddenly soared red, and the tip of the sword spit out a bright red cloud that suddenly lifted Liu Yanlang and instantly sent it to a hundred feet into the air. Liu Lianlang was also surprised by the sudden change. Standing in the sky, I saw the small fish sword just now, and suddenly it skyrocketed ten million times, like a thousand feet swimming dragon, covered in blood red, Tonghua Feixia, gorgeous and mighty, sinking dragon groaning, buzzing and fighting.
It was too late for the girl in green to restrain her body, and her eyes suddenly turned red, like a flame, dazzling, and invisible. However, when he opened the bow, he turned back the arrow, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and still grabbed the Soul Conjuring Sword with all his might.
The Soul Conjuring Sword seemed to be enraged, with a low roar, the sword was even more victorious, and the sword Gang pointed directly at the flying figure, but suddenly, a yellow figure appeared in front of the sword, and the Soul Conjuring Sword suddenly retracted the stabbing brilliance, and hesitated, as if he was still a little ashamed. Despite this, the green-clothed girl who came before the yellow-clothed figure was shocked by the powerful sword of the Soul Conjuring Divine Sword, and fell into the abyss with a miserable scream. The girl in yellow took a brief look at the Soul Conjuring Sword, and resolutely flew in the direction where the girl in yellow had gone.