It is very difficult for a magic weapon to give birth to its own consciousness and transform into a weapon spirit.
Even with Wan Ling'er's previous status in the Tian Wu Sect, she had never seen a magic weapon that transformed into a weapon spirit.
Moreover, even if a magic weapon transforms into a weapon spirit, it is said that most of its spiritual intelligence is that of a young child.
But this is obviously not the case with this black gourd.
At this time, more and more black energy was emitted from the black gourd, and the huge face condensed above continued to spit out black energy, turning into thousands of ghosts and overwhelmingly attacking Su Yun and Wan Ling'er.
The density of this attack instantly increased several times, sealing off the entire area around Su Yun and Wan Ling'er.
No matter how mysterious Su Yun's movements are, it is difficult to completely avoid it.
And the blood bow magic weapon in his hand was too late to deal with so many ghosts condensed with black energy.
Not to mention Wan Ling'er's situation.
The defensive light curtain formed by the Ancient Wulian was shaken violently by the impact of the black energy ghost, and wisps of black halo began to invade the body of the Ancient Wulian.
"You don't have enough control over this magic weapon. Let me control it!"
Su Yun said in a deep voice.
Wan Ling'er was unwilling in her heart, but she felt that the ancient Wulian was being corroded more and more by the black energy, and its defensive light curtain was about to collapse.
It can be said that life and death are in this moment.
At this time, she couldn't care about anything else.
"Okay, I'll let you control it for now."
Wan Ling'er controlled the ancient witch lotus to lead Su Yun inside. At the same time, a spiritual thought was passed to Su Yun, hoping to give Su Yun the control method of this magic weapon.
Usually, different magic weapons have different control methods because of their different structures.
Therefore, when practitioners in the past obtained a magic weapon, they usually spent a lot of time and energy to continuously refine and cultivate it.
This process is not only to leave one's own imprint on the magic weapon and enhance one's connection with the magic weapon, but also to become familiar with the structure of the magic weapon so that it can truly exert its power when used.
But now, Wan Ling'er knew that Su Yun didn't have time to get familiar with the Ancient Heavenly Witch Lotus, so he had to pass on the ready-made control method to control the Ancient Heavenly Witch Lotus to Su Yun.
But to her surprise, Su Yun seemed to disdain her control method and ignored it at all. Instead, he used another treasure-controlling seal technique to forcibly control the Ancient Wulian.
"Don't mess around! This Ancient Heavenly Witch Lotus is a magic weapon made by the ancestors of our Heavenly Witch Sect through painstaking sacrifices. The structure of the inner seed is complex. If you are not familiar with its structure, you will be able to control it with other treasure-controlling seals.
So..." Wan Ling'er reminded quickly.
But before she could finish her words, she saw that the Tiangu Wulian was under the control of Su Yun, and her energy suddenly became stronger.
Woo woo woo...
The lotus platform shook, and terrifying fluctuations emanated from it.
One after another, simple runes emerged, some like birds and beasts, some like reptiles. Each character contained a kind of mystery of witchcraft.
As the lotus platform trembled, the black halo that had penetrated the lotus platform was squeezed out bit by bit.
Wan Ling'er was dumbfounded.
The power displayed by the Ancient Witch Lotus in Su Yun's hands at this moment was completely different from when she activated it before.
In fact, even his father, the leader, cannot compare with Su Yun.
For a time, the dense and boundless black energy ghost was completely unable to do anything to Tiangu Wulian.
However, instead of being happy, Su Yun's face became more and more solemn.
Although he relied on his superb control techniques to stimulate the power of the ancient Wulian magic weapon beyond its limits, the black energy pouring out of the black gourd seemed to be endless and had already surrounded it.
If you continue like this, when your spiritual power is exhausted, you will be finished immediately.
"snort!"
At this time, a cold snort came from the black gourd, as if he was a little dissatisfied with not being able to deal with Su Yun and Wan Ling'er right away.
"Two ants actually tried to resist in front of my ancestor Tianfu! They really overestimate their own capabilities! Then I will let you know what despair is!"
The huge face condensed on the black gourd twisted and changed, and the voice revealed boundless cruelty.
When the voice fell, the black energy no longer emitted from the black gourd, but wisps of blood-red energy rose up.
This blood energy is so vivid that it seems to be the essence of energy extracted from endless blood.
They rose up and merged into the huge face one after another.
Originally, this huge face only showed the outline of a face, but now after integrating the blood, the face began to solidify, and the facial features became more three-dimensional and refined, slowly showing the appearance of an old man with a cold face.
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"Ancestor Tianfu?
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Under the protection of Tiangu Wulian, Wan Ling'er seemed to have thought of something when she heard the name. Her delicate body trembled, and her pretty face was filled with an incredible look.
"How is that possible! Aren't you the weapon spirit that this magic weapon breeds?
How can you be Patriarch Tianfu!"
Wan Ling'er looked at the old man's face floating above the black gourd, her eyes filled with horror.
"Hey! I didn't expect you to actually know about me!"
The old man's face was indifferent, "Since you know the majesty of my ancestor, why don't you obediently come forward and sacrifice to me."
Su Yun glanced at Wan Ling'er and asked, "What is Patriarch Tianfu's background?"
Wan Ling'er's face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor Tianfu was once a very powerful demon master. When my father was still an ordinary disciple of the Tianwu Sect, Ancestor Tianfu was already famous as a great demon.
It is said that at that time, he had already condensed and perfected his Nascent Soul, and was seeking to reach a higher realm.
But then he suddenly disappeared, and many people judged that he failed to break through and died."
Su Yun stared at the black gourd and suddenly realized: "So that's it. No wonder I thought this magic weapon was a little strange just now. It turns out that the body is used as a sacrifice to the weapon, and the weapon is used to store the spirit."
Su Yun didn't think much about it before, but now as soon as Wan Ling'er revealed the foundation of Patriarch Tianfu, he immediately understood.
Patriarch Tianfu must have failed when he tried to reach a higher realm.
Under normal circumstances, if a strong person who has reached the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Realm needs to go one step further, he or she must sublimate the life-pregnant Nascent Soul to the limit and condense it into an immortal soul. However, this process is extremely dangerous.
It's okay if you don't break through the realm. Once you fail to break through the realm, except for a few exceptions, it will basically end in the collapse of the Nascent Soul and death on the spot.
However, Patriarch Tianfu was one of the rare exceptions. He did not die on the spot, but before his death, he sacrificed his Nascent Soul Essence, his physical body, Qi and blood, and everything else to a magic weapon.
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Sacrifice the vessel with your body, and then use the vessel as your own body to preserve your soul consciousness.
Once the adaptation is completely adapted, the other party will be able to survive in this way.
Although it became a different kind of magic weapon, at least it survived.
Su Yun estimated that when Wan Ling'er's father first discovered this place, Patriarch Tianfu's spirit consciousness was still in the stage of adapting to the black gourd and had not yet recovered.
Otherwise, Wan Ling'er's father would never have left alive.
"Trouble."
Su Yun felt the increasingly powerful energy on the old man's face above the black gourd, and felt helpless in his heart.