Chapter 147: The Secret of Wanlin Returning to the Xuan Sword
"No, uncle, why are you still talking to a ghost, let's find a way to run!" Zhao Qinglan pulled Yue Cang's sleeve and pleaded.
Yue Cang waved his hand, "Qinglan don't be afraid, he won't harm you, otherwise you would have died a long time ago." A few days ago, my brother also came in, but you didn't see him?"
"You don't seem surprised to see me as a spirit. I saw him coming, but I didn't see him. I'm still angry now, after living in this life, I haven't even been able to defeat Brother Jingwu once, so I haven't seen him. The spirit tilted its head and said arrogantly.
"Naturally, I'm not surprised, after seeing the spirit bodies of Mrs. Feng and Zou Yijian, what is there to be surprised to see you again. Yue Cang explained.
"What?!" the spirits frowned and asked, "You've seen their spirits?"
"Didn't you see it?!I almost gave them my life!"
There was a hearty shout from outside the ancestral hall, and the spirit body hurriedly turned around and floated towards the spirit seat.
However, it was only a little bit away from the spiritual position, and the spirit suddenly felt a tightness in its body, and was quickly dragged back.
"Do you still want to avoid me?" Chen Jingwu split the spirit ghost with his hand knife, and stood in front of the ancestral hall in an instant, and the dust in his hand tightly locked Zou Xinghuai, who had turned into a spirit body.
Zou Xinghuai smiled awkwardly, "Brother Jingwu, where am I avoiding you, really, I haven't seen you for so many years, but I want to die!"
Chen Jingwu snorted coldly and tightened the dust whisk in his hand even tighter, "Don't be flamboyant, you're already dead! You don't plan to explain this situation to me?"
"Hey, it hurts, it hurts. Brother Jingwu, your dust is too unfriendly to the spirits, please let me go. Zou Xinghuai struggled a few times, and Chen Jingwu let go of him.
Zou Xinghuai pretended to twist his neck and said: "You came to offer me incense that day, I wanted to tell you to let you go, but Jiayu is at the door, if I show up at that time, you will definitely not be able to leave." I think you won't be able to stay for a few days before you leave, but judging by the way you look outside the door, you probably won't be able to leave if you want to. ”
"Don't talk about these things that you have or not, it stands to reason that you have already died, you should have entered reincarnation, why are you still wandering in the human world. If you continue like this, your spirit body will dissipate sooner or later, and by then, you will really disappear!" Chen Jingwu said with a little anger.
Zou Xinghuai floated to the front of the spiritual position, inhaled a few traces of smoke from the incense, and said: "Brother Jingwu is too worried, my Sword Worship Villa is a space magic weapon, and with the maintenance of incense, my spirit body can still be kept for thousands of years." It's just that all of this can also be said to be my own fault, but I can't blame others. ”
Hearing this, Chen Jingwu looked a little puzzled, sat on the futon, and asked, "How do you say this?"
Zou Xinghuai didn't rush to explain, and asked rhetorically: "Brother Jingwu, have you heard of Wanlin Guixuan Sword?"
"Naturally, I came this time for this sword. What, what does this sword say?" asked Chen Jingwu puzzled.
Zou Xinghuai nodded, "Everything has to start with this sword." Back then, I happened to get this sword, and I saw at a glance that this sword was not ordinary. When I took it back, I found that this sword did not have a soul, you know, such a good sword, if there is no soul, it can only be used as a mortal product. So I was about to start repairing the soul, and just as I was about to do it, news came from Yi Rang, and I put the matter on hold. didn't expect that this incident would happen by accident. ”
"Actually, when you had an accident, I was not far behind you, I..."
"Brother Jingwu doesn't need to say much, I understand your difficulties. Each has his own destiny. After Jiayu escorted me back, due to the blessing of the demon venerable's blood, I fell asleep for a hundred years before I died. In those hundred years, although I couldn't wake up, I had all six senses, and everything that happened in the village was clear to me. ”
Zou Xinghuai took a few more sips of incense sticks and continued: "Thirty years later, my son, Jian'er, he showed extraordinary refining strength, and he also discovered the extraordinaryness of Wanlin Guixuan Sword, so he set out to repair the soul of the weapon. In the way, he summoned many refining masters in the human world, and everything began to become uncontrollable step by step from that time. ”
"May I ask Senior Zou, among those refining masters, is there one named He Yu?" Zhang An hurriedly asked.
Hearing this, Zou Xinghuai thought for a while and said, "It seems that there is such one." However, none of the refining masters who came to restore the soul of the instrument at that time made it out alive. ”
“???!!”
Hearing about the past few days, everyone was shocked.
"No life?" Chen Jingwu asked.
"There is no life left. Zou Xinghuai nodded.
Chen Jingwu's face was solemn, "Why haven't I heard any news about such a big thing?"
"Because except for the one named He Yu, the other refiners have all gone back, but they have all been drained of their two souls and six spirits, leaving only their souls and spirits. Even though they are alive, they are no different from the dead. And He Yu, at the last moment of repairing the soul, the ghost sent the god into the sword furnace and died in the fire. With his own essence, he turned into the soul of Wanlin Guixuan Sword. Zou Xinghuai explained.
Zhang An was even more puzzled, "It turns out that Uncle He Yu died like this." Since refining weapons with one's body is also a myth, why does Baijian Villa say to the outside world that Uncle He Yu has left the village and disappeared?"
"That's a fart. Zhao Qinglan said, "What is the soul of the instrument? It is a spiritual thing bred by heaven and earth, if the immortal of the gods is put into the furnace and turned into a soul, it is reasonable." We mortals, six impure roots, thrown into the furnace, burned to death by a fire, forget it, if it becomes a soul, it will be a great disaster!"
"Yes, what this little friend said is very reasonable. As soon as I first came in, I thought that you had a high talent for refining. Zou Xinghuai nodded and continued: "He Yu was thrown into the furnace, not only did he not die, but he also hid in the sword and became a soul. And at that time, I found out that this Wanlin Guixuan Sword was originally supposed to be an ancient artifact, and after He Yu became a soul, this Wanlin Guixuan Sword faintly showed signs of breaking through to become an immortal product. This is the beginning of the disaster. ”
"Hehe, Senior Zou is not bad. Not only can I see my talent, but I can also see the extraordinaryness of Wanlin Guixuan Sword. Okay, I won't pretend anymore, the Wanlin Guixuan Sword is mine. Zhao Qinglan was not ashamed, turned her head and asked Chen Jingwu.
Chen Jingwu naturally understood, and then nodded.
Zhao Qinglan was only sealed in front of Jindan, after the black and white light lines converged, Zhao Qinglan had an extra picture scroll in his hand, gently spread it out, and there was a faint picture of Tai Chi gossip on the painting, and there were five squares around the gossip, and the blue one had been filled, and the light was flowing at this time.
"Senior Zou, please take a look. Do you know what this is?" Zhao Qinglan said proudly, forgetting that Senior Zou in front of him was the ghost he was talking about.
"This, this can't be the Tai Chi Demon Diagram, right?!"