At this moment, a ghostly light flashed on Luo Bingyao's chest.

It was very short, and it was fleeting, but it was captured by the afterglow of Lu Wanxiao's eyes.

Lu Wanxiao's expression moved, she opened Luo Bingyao's collar, and suddenly found a piece of jade broken in half lying quietly on Luo Bingyao's chest.

"It's ...... Nine Dragons Jade?" Lu Wanxiao's pupils shrank, staring at the jade, and then glanced at Luo Bingyao deeply, and her heart shook, "How can this piece of jade be on her!"

The reason why he reacted like this was entirely because this piece of Nine Dragons Jade belonged to him!

In other words, he belongs to him before he was reincarnated.

The strength of the monk is like a waterhole, and the means of attack are like a water pipe.

No matter how much water is in the pool, there is always only so much water coming out of the pipes.

In other words, when a monk attacks, he can often only use fifty percent of his own strength.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and in this case, if the monk wants to exert a power that matches his own strength when fighting, he needs to rely on one thing-

Magic weapon.

In the Seven Realms and Ten Thousand Domains, the magic weapon is divided into four levels, and each level is divided into three levels: low, medium and high.

The lowest level is the ritual weapon.

Low-level magic weapons can exert fifty percent of their own strength;

Middle-level magic weapons can exert sixty percent of their own strength;

High-level magic weapons can exert seventy percent of their own strength.

Further up are the spiritual weapons, which are much rarer than magic weapons, and the power they can exert is even more incomparable.

Low-level spiritual weapons can exert ninety percent of their own strength;

Middle-level spiritual weapons can exert ten percent of their own strength;

When it comes to high-level spiritual weapons, it can exert fifteen percent of its own strength!

No matter how high the Ancient Sacred Weapon is, even he only had one in his previous life-

High-level Desolate Ancient Hallows, Heart of Chaos.

The Heart of Chaos can triple its power on the basis of helping him exert ten percent of his strength!

It was with this high-level Ancient Sacred Artifact that he created the Seventh Realm beyond the Six Realms, the Ruins of Chaos.

Don't say it's far away, just say it's near, the Great Wilderness Tower is a desolate ancient holy weapon, which claims to be a realm, and the secret realm of the underworld comes from this.

As for the highest-grade primeval artifacts......

He'd only heard of it, but he had never seen it, let alone seen it.

Of course, in this life, he has the Bliss Locking Spirit Array, and he doesn't need a magic weapon at all.

Unless it's a functional magic weapon, it's not much of a temptation for him.

Because the current Bliss Locking Spirit Array alone has increased his strength more than that of high-level spirit weapons, and it will only be stronger in the future.

The Nine Dragons Jade in front of him, which was broken in half, was a high-level spiritual weapon.

It was one of the magic weapons he used before he became enlightened.

Lu Wanxiao's eyes showed a trance, and her thoughts flew away, spanning the long river of time, all the way back thousands of years ago......

The border of a small country in the human world.

The sky was full of heavy clouds and snowflakes were flying.

Swirling and rising is the spirit of the rain.

It was lonely snow, dead rain.

There is no one on the official road that has always been lively, because the living people are gone, and some ...... Just dead people.

Corpses strewn across the land as a reminder of a massacre that had just been experienced – an invasion by an enemy country, and no grass was left behind.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from the pile of dead people, a very young and snow-white hand.

A girl crawled out, her eyes full of confusion.

"Why...... Are they all dead?"

The cruelty of war was too far away for her as a young child.

The girl looks like a porcelain doll, and she is endearing.

She found her grandfather who was dependent on her in the pile of dead people, and subconsciously pounced.

"Grandpa...... Grandpa!"

The girl pulled the old man's cold corpse, and bean-sized tears slid down the little face and dripped down the old man's weathered face.

She is still young, but she clearly knows that her only relative in the world - the old beggar who picked her up, raised her, and gave her a home, her grandfather......

Leaving her forever.

"Do you hate the world?"

At this moment, a soft sigh came from the sky, which seemed to be far away, and it seemed to be in the ears.

The girl looked up blankly, only to see a figure in the distant depths of the clouds coming in the wind, a young man.

"This cannibalistic world has taken away many people's homes, countless lives, and your loved ones, you...... Hate?"

The man had already flown up to her as he spoke, and looked at her quietly, his gaze cold.

"I don't understand...... the girl looked at the man timidly, and asked for a long time, "Are you an immortal?"

She really doesn't understand, how can she know how to be true at the age of six?

She only knew that the youth in front of her could fly, only immortals could fly, and immortals might be able to bring their grandfather back to life.

The girl's gaze was sincere, with tears in her eyes, and she did not hide her inner desire.

"Let's go. The man was silent for a long time, then suddenly looked away and said softly.

"Where are you going?" asked the girl.

"Go to a place full of sin. The man looked at the end of the official road, which was the direction in which the enemy army was advancing.

"Why do you want to go to that kind of place?" the girl tilted her head slightly, and then her eyes darkened, realizing something, "Am I never going to see my grandfather again?"

"He went to another world, where it was beautiful, and you should be happy. The man leaned over and touched the girl's head, squeezing a smile on his face, before placing the girl on his shoulder.

"Go, I'll take you to kill. ”

On that day, the enemy soldiers came to the city.

The king of the small kingdom stood on the last wall of the city, hoping to save the people from being slaughtered by the brutal enemy soldiers after the kingdom was destroyed.

Just when the wind and rain were ethereal and the mountains and rivers were about to break, a young man and a girl appeared on the battlefield.

The man only spoke one word, but it sounded clearly in the depths of everyone's heart.

"Go. ”

As soon as the words fell, I don't know what means the man used, and the enemy soldiers exploded one after another!

"Bang!bang!bang......"

Large areas of blood mist burst out one after another in the enemy army, and the strange thing was that the blood mist...... It's all in the shape of a flower.

"Isn't it beautiful?" the man glanced sideways at the girl on his shoulder.

"Is this a spell?" the girl stared at him with wide eyes, "so cruel......"

"You're wrong. The man shook his head, regardless of whether the girl could understand it or not, or if he was just talking to himself, and said to himself: "Who will guard the right way in the world, and who will defend the merits? This is the way of a world in which wise people deceive each other and savages devour each other. ”

After a pause, the man said meaningfully: "They are ugly, because of me, they have the beauty of this moment, and death is the eternity of the world, do you understand?"

......

At the time of separation, behind the girl stood the king of the small kingdom.

With the king's initiative, the girl has now been freed from her beggar status and has become a princess.

"I'm leaving, this jade is for you. The man handed the girl a piece of jade carved with nine dragons, then turned around.

"Where are you going?" the girl asked hurriedly.

At the same time as the words fell, the girl was stunned, and the king of the small country was also stunned, because the man was right under their noses...... Gone.

Leaving only a breeze, and a legend that has been passed down for countless years:

There are immortals, slaughtering millions of magicians, saving the generals of the high building, saving the people from fire and water, and since then the Qiantian Dynasty has been achieved, the foundation of immortality through the ages.