The two of them talked to each other and began to test each other.
"Of course I will not make a loss-making business. You will be my sword spirit and protect me at all times. I will not let you suffer. The two of us can be considered to cooperate with each other. The most important thing is that I have the right thing in my hands now.
I'm missing a weapon, and you are the best choice right now."
"How could you, a monk at the stage of becoming a god, end up like this and still need to buy weapons?" The God of War was puzzled, so he expressed his thoughts.
"To be honest, I do have my own difficulties. Just like you, I came to this world by chance. To be precise, I came from hundreds of years later and only came here because I accidentally entered a time and space reincarnation circle.
Here, everything I had before is gone, it’s like starting over from scratch, we can be considered to be in the same boat.”
The God of War looked at Li Feiyu's sincere eyes and chose to believe what he said.
"So that's it. No wonder I have a strange feeling. I think you are weird. You are so young and have the cultivation level of a god. The key is that you are still so poor."
The God of War looked at Li Feiyu and Yinpo, and then looked around, wondering what they had gone through to end up in such a situation.
"I'm not poor, I just have lost all the things I had before, and the things I have with me now can be exchanged for anything as long as I make a move."
Li Feiyu explained, then returned to the topic and said: "Let's get down to business, just give me a happy word, you can make your own decision whether to live or die."
Li Feiyu doesn't like to force others to do things. After all, forcefulness is not sweet, and it is better to have the other party's consent.
After Li Feiyu finished speaking, the ancient war god looked Li Feiyu up and down again, then turned to look at Yin Po. After about ten seconds, he nodded as if he had made up his mind.
"Okay, I am willing to follow you and I choose to cooperate with you."
Hearing this, Li Feiyu smiled slightly.
"Deal! Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Feiyu, and I will be your master from now on. I still don't know what your name is?"
"Name? I don't know what my name is. In my impression, everyone calls me the God of War. What is my name? I may have forgotten it over the past thousands of years." The God of War said,
There was a trace of loneliness in his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to be pulled back to a long time ago.
At this moment, Li Feiyu had an idea.
"Then let me give you a name. You will be called War Spirit from now on. How about that?"
"Okay, it doesn't matter what you call it. The name is just a title. However, I can still kill demons and kill all the demons!" The God of War's eyes were firm.
Li Feiyu first affirmed Zhanhun's statement, and then asked him to recognize the reality.
"If I meet someone, I will do the same thing. But now we are in the human world and have not gone to the fairy world or the devil world. I have to do it step by step."
"Okay, then I will follow you. The fighting spirit is willing to listen to the master's orders."
Li Feiyu was very satisfied with his attitude, knowing that he was once a poor person, because Li Feiyu had already learned some of his past in his memory when he was almost taken away from his body.
When he was young, he was lonely and helpless, and worked hard all the way to become the God of War. However, when he was fighting the demons, he was secretly killed by the demons. He was unwilling to accept it, and his soul was poured into this sword.
They felt that they were in the same boat. Li Feiyu looked at the worn-out sword and said, "You can go back. The sword itself shouldn't be like this, right?"
"Of course, I'll show you what my sword looked like before. It's all just a disguise."
As he spoke, the fighting spirit instantly turned into a silver light and was quickly injected into the sword. Then the sword became fluorescent and flickered in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.
All the thick rust suddenly fell off, revealing a peerless magic weapon. This sword is very domineering, and there are some simple patterns on it, which makes it very weighty in the hand.
Li Feiyu was pleasantly surprised after seeing it. When he tried to pull out the sword again, he was shocked to find that the sword inside was also as sharp as iron and was as sharp as clay.
This sword is definitely a top-notch weapon, comparable to the ability of Fang Tian's painted halberd before. The sword itself is very powerful, and with the blessing of the fighting spirit, it is even more powerful.
"Yes, I like this sword very much. You can follow me from now on."
As he said this, Li Feiyu had already scratched his finger on the sword, and quickly drew a charm on the sword. From now on, this sword would belong to him, Li Feiyu.
He sacrificed the sword with his own blood, and from then on the fighting spirit could only listen to him.
Ginpo also beamed after seeing this sword.
"Wow, congratulations to the master, for getting this sword. There is such a powerful God of War in the sword. We will no longer be alone, and we will have another partner on the road."
Thinking of the tense meeting between the two just now, Li Feiyu said again: "By the way, War Spirit, this is Yin Po, and he is also my spiritual pet. He is just like my son. You have to protect him in the future. Do you understand?"
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"Yes, Master, the fighting spirit will listen to you." The fighting spirit nodded in agreement.
"I'm in a really good mood today, War Spirit. You can come out and chat with us when you have nothing to do."
When Li Feiyu said this, the majestic general appeared in front of him instantly, wearing silver armor.
Li Feiyu looked up and down, and shook his head helplessly.
"War Spirit, can you change your clothes? The armor on your body is stained with blood. Can we change your clothes?"