When the light completely faded, Leng Xuan turned his attention to the wooden box this time. Without the cover of the purple light, the spiritual weapon in the wooden box was immediately clearly displayed in Leng Xuan's eyes. Only the shape of the spiritual weapon could be seen.
The shape is very strange, like a long container, with a light purple color on the surface. At the top of the container, there is a cone shape. At first glance, it looks like a bullet used in the world.
Leng Xuan took a closer look and wanted to take out the spiritual weapon from the wooden box. However, he soon discovered that his right hand did not obey his orders at all. At this moment, the sleeve of his right hand was completely damaged, and in
The surface of his right hand was covered with bright red blood. After experiencing severe pain, his right hand had become completely numb. Ling Xuejiu on the side walked forward quickly and looked at his injured right hand with a complexion on his face.
He looked slightly pale and said, "Are you okay?" Leng Xuan smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a skin injury." As he said that, he stretched out his left hand and took out the spiritual weapon. "Remember,
Never use this spiritual weapon unless it is absolutely necessary." After hearing Ling Xuejiu's reminder, Leng Xuan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will be careful." After saying this, he thought, then
The spiritual weapon immediately turned into a beam of purple light and entered his body. Although he did not recognize the owner of the spiritual weapon, after the recognition just now, he found that there was already a connection between himself and the spiritual weapon.
With this connection, he could easily control the spiritual weapon. Seeing Leng Xuan put away the spiritual weapon, Ling Xuejiao said: "Let's go, I will treat your wounds."
Leng Xuan responded, then turned and walked out of the stone room. Following the stairs, the two quickly returned to the main hall. When the two came out of the main hall, they saw Gu Jun and Qiu Fengying, the master of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace, standing outside the door.
, were waiting for their appearance. Seeing them coming out, Gu Jun cupped his hands and said respectfully: "Holy girl, the fluctuation just now was..." How could Ling Xuejiu not know the profound meaning of his words?
He nodded and said: "I have lent that spiritual weapon to Leng Xuan, and Leng Xuan has successfully passed its approval." Hearing this, Gu Jun couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes. However, he didn't say much.
What to say, he just gave a salute and then retreated. Returning to the room where Ling Xuejiao lived, Leng Xuan took care of the wounds on his body, then sat cross-legged and restored the true energy in his body. He just used Weeping Blood
After the third transformation, he had a lot of damage to himself. Although as his strength improved, the sequelae of the third transformation were getting smaller and smaller, but he still needed to make timely adjustments. In the blink of an eye, the day passed. The next morning,
Leng Xuan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. After a day of practice, nine out of ten injuries in his body have been recovered, and there are no major problems.
Standing up, Leng Xuan looked around and saw that Ling Xuejiu was not in the room, so he walked out. Not long after, he came to the main hall of Jiutian Holy Palace. Before entering the main hall, Leng Xuan heard something coming from inside.
There was a quarrel. At that moment, he quickly walked into the main hall and looked around. Suddenly, he saw Ling Xuejiao sitting on the main seat, while Gujun Qiu Fengying stood on both sides of the lower head. Except for the two of them,
, and several other old men. Leng Xuan also knew them. They were all elders of Jiutian Holy Palace, ranking after Gu Jun.