With the help of spirituality, Qianyun's consciousness is indeed constantly strengthening, and even the previously divided consciousness has finally been reorganized. Everything... seems to be developing in a good direction.
but……
However, for some reason, Qianyun just couldn't wake up.
even……
Even the spirituality in the Spirit Casting Pond is beginning to be insufficient.
Over the years, this has rarely happened.
This is because the speed at which the bronze sword absorbs spirituality has far exceeded the speed at which the Soul Casting Pond can be replenished. If it continues at this rate, it won't be long before the spirituality in the Casting Spirit Pond will be drained.
"how so?"
At this time, even Wei Zong became a little confused.
Everything was obviously moving in a good direction, exactly as he expected, but why did it end up...
What went wrong?
Wei Zong's soul swept through Wei's bronze sword over and over again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure out what went wrong!
After all, he is not as powerful as he was in his previous life, nor does he have so many terrifying means to surpass the gods.
Now he is unable to find out the problem due to the shackles of his cultivation level.
"..."
Wei Zong fell into silence.
He just watched as the spirituality in the Spirit Casting Pond was exhausted little by little, and in the end, it withered completely.
Snap!
The bronze sword fell to the bottom of the Casting Spirit Pond.
At this time, the spiritual water in the Casting Spirit Pond has been completely sucked dry by it.
The replenishment of the Casting Spirit Pond was too slow. The slow speed made Wei Zong's eyelids jump.
"Forget it, this is really too slow!"
After thinking for a while, Wei Zong stepped forward and entered the Spirit Casting Pond.
Looking at the small opening to replenish spirituality, Wei Zong thought for a moment...
Can it be said that it becomes larger?
It's just that... this thing was arranged by Huang Longji back then. Even if he wanted to change it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that easy.
But...then again, if you don’t try it, how will you know?
Thinking of this, Wei Zong's eyes became determined.
Then, the violent power of the Immortal Sword began to move crazily. Wei Zong waved his fist and punched... he was about to hit it hard.
His purpose is obvious, which is to make the hole for spiritual replenishment bigger, so that the bronze sword can be replenished with more spirituality.
However, just when he was about to land his fist, a faint voice suddenly sounded in the space.
"It's useless for you to be like this! That sword is not due to lack of spirituality!"
Hearing this voice, Wei Zong was stunned.
"Old ghost?"
His raised fist instantly dropped, and then his expression became a little weird.
"You're always here!"
He didn't expect that the other party was actually there.
Based on his previous interactions with Qi Shu, he learned that Huang Longji had disappeared a long time ago, and even their disciples could not find him at all.
but now……
Huang Longji, who had not appeared for a long time, actually spoke out?
"certainly!"
There was a slight smile in Huang Longji's voice.
"I noticed it from the moment you stepped into the Shenbing Pavilion."
Wei Zong was stunned for a moment: "Doesn't that mean that you have seen everything that happened before?"
"yes!"
Huang Longji’s voice was faint.
"Did you also see that I bullied your little apprentice?"
"Saw it!"
"I'll drain your soul-casting pool..."
"I watched..."
"I originally thought you would stop me earlier..."
"No need!"
The conversation between the two was very fast, and at the end, they both stopped.
silence……
Just a moment.
Wei Zong chuckled lightly, bent down, picked up the bronze sword from the bottom of the Soul Casting Pond, and then said lightly: "Old ghost, where are you? Let's meet!"
"good!"
Huang Longji was still concise and to the point, but the moment he finished speaking, Wei Zong's figure disappeared directly from the space.
It is still the Shenbing Pavilion.
In an unknown space, there is a huge refining furnace suspended, with all kinds of mysterious and complicated inscriptions engraved on it. Just by looking at it, it seems that you can understand the secrets of countless refinings.
And on top of this huge refining furnace, there was an old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged.
The old man's eyebrows and beard were extremely long, already hanging down to his knees.
Beside him, there are countless phantoms of magic weapons, slowly rotating around him, making him look like the king of weapons.
this……
He is the master of Shenbing Pavilion, the great master of weapon refining, Huang Longji.
Sitting cross-legged under him is the legendary weapon-refining furnace, the Divine Weapon Furnace!
When Wei Zong came here, the first thing he saw was this scene.
However, he was not surprised at all.
First he glanced at the space around his body, and then his eyes fell on Huang Longji opposite him. After looking him up and down, Wei Zong said lightly: "Old ghost, you are still the same, there is no change at all."
"Change……"
Huang Longji shook his head and said in a deep voice: "When you reach my level, there is no way forward for a long time. How can you be called a variable?
On the other hand, you... are so decisive that I am amazed that you can reincarnate as soon as you say reincarnation, without being sloppy at all!"
Huang Longji looked at Wei Zong across from him, with some wonder and admiration in his eyes.
What I admire is naturally the other party's decisiveness. When he was at his strongest, he could give up some of his strength, status, status, reincarnate, and then start practicing from scratch.
This kind of decision is too difficult.
"I have no other choice!"
Wei Zong said in a deep voice: "It is indeed as you said. When we reach our realm, we have already reached a point where we can no longer advance. We have long been like a pool of stagnant water, unable to produce any changes.
But...I refuse to accept it. Since fate cannot create variables, then I will forcefully create variables!"
Wei Zong's voice was full of tenacity.
this……
This is indeed what he has always thought.
If not, then create it yourself.
"Oh, indeed! In terms of decisiveness, I am far inferior to you!"
Huang Longji shook his head, looking at his old friend in front of him, he felt a little sad.
In a sense, the other party's reincarnation has been successful.
In this life, he seems to have taken a different path.
That kind of road even frightened him.
In the eyes of a strong man like Huang Longji, who truly stands at the apex of all heavens and worlds, the world is different.
Everything, everything, avenue, law, destiny, time, space, cause and effect...
These incomprehensible things converge into lines one after another, and then form the entire world!