Leng Xuan shook his head and said: "I don't know either, but I fought him once, and his cultivation level should be in the early stages of fusion."
The old man said: "Then are you injured?"
Leng Xuan laughed and said, "Before the fight, I tricked him." At that moment, he told the story of how he met Chu Nan in the rape field.
After hearing this, the old man was a little surprised as to why Leng Xuan went to that place, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just seemed a little excited when he heard Leng Xuan talk about the soul-eating needle. He waited for Leng Xuan to finish and then said: "
It’s unmistakable, the technique used by Chu Nan must be the Ghost King Technique.” After saying that, he glanced at Leng Xuan and said, “Show me that soul-eating needle!”
Leng Xuan looked at the words, vaguely understood something, nodded, took out the silver needle magic weapon, and handed it to the old man.
The old man looked at the group, couldn't help but sneered, and said: "Sure enough, it is one of the magic weapons that made my sworn enemy famous. However, listening to what you said, I'm afraid he just passed it on to his apprentice, but he didn't
I thought of being fucked by you, hahaha."
Leng Xuan had long guessed that Chu Nan and his junior brother were most likely people sent by the old man's nemesis, but he didn't expect that they were that person's disciples. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and said with some curiosity.
: "Old man, is this soul-eating needle very powerful? Why do I feel that the spiritual power on it is very weak?"
"It's normal that you can't sense it, because it is an evil weapon." The old man sighed and said, "In order to cultivate this soul-eating needle, my sworn enemy used the souls of a thousand people.
Sacrifice it, and its violent energy is very strong. Once it is stabbed by it, your vitality will be seriously injured at least, and your soul will be scattered at worst."
Leng Xuan's heart was slightly shaken. He had heard Uncle Zhang mention it before. Magic weapons can also be divided into good and evil. The level of decent magic weapons is generally distinguished by the strength of spiritual power, while the evil magic weapons are completely related to spiritual power.
It doesn't matter, their levels are low, and they are generally distinguished according to the strength of the magic weapon's violent energy.
After looking at the old man, Leng Xuan said: "Since this treasure is so powerful, why didn't that person cultivate it into a life-saving magic weapon?"
The old man said: "Generally few people will practice this kind of evil magic weapon, because if you are not careful, it is very likely to cause backlash, and the consequences will be disastrous."
Leng Xuan nodded. After talking with the old man, he really learned a lot. Suddenly, he thought of another thing and said: "Old man, there is another thing that I find very strange."
The old man smiled and said, "If you have anything to do, just tell me directly."
Leng Xuan said: "I have injured other people with this soul-eating needle before, but the others did not feel that painful feeling. It seems that it only affects Chu Nan."
The old man gave a confused sound and said, "The other people you mentioned are probably not cultivators, right?"
Leng Xuan shook his head and said, "No."
The old man said: "That's it. The vicious energy of this soul-eating needle only works on cultivators."
Leng Xuan smiled bitterly: "So that's it."
"Dong dong dong!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, and then I heard Ling Xuejiao saying: "Grandpa, what are you and Leng Xuan talking about? They have been talking for so long!"
The old man was startled, then laughed. He was chatting with Leng Xuan. Ling Ao and the others were still waiting outside, so he stood up and said, "Okay, Leng Xuan, we should go out too."
Leng Xuan said a little embarrassed: "Old man, about sleepwalking..."