After reading all the introductions, Jiang Siming couldn't close his mouth.
This is the weapon he needs!
Don't look at it as if the Amazing Salamander is just a top-grade celestial weapon, while the Heavenly Palm Vase is a divine weapon.
The key point is that the Sky Palm Vase does not have a bottle spirit. In fact, its function is not as good as a low-grade immortal weapon.
As for the Jing Salamander, it is a truly top-quality fairy weapon, a fairy weapon that possesses the spirit of the weapon.
Moreover, it can also grow and advance automatically, and it is likely that it will continue to break through and become a real artifact in the future.
Jiang Siming also saw the capabilities of the best immortal weapons.
Sweeping the air, swallowing, sword skills, summoning souls and spiritual practice.
Every ability is extremely abnormal and powerful.
Just one skirmish is worth a fortune.
It greatly exceeds the flying speed of the sword owner.
Jiang Siming's flying speed is the speed of light!
In other words, Jiang Siming will fly with a sword much faster than the speed of light.
Although he has not officially experienced it, Jiang Siming feels that it is at least twice the speed of light.
Besides, swallowing, it is even more invincible and can swallow other magic weapons to nourish itself.
To put it simply, war feeds war. If you fight me, as long as you lose, you will become my nourishment.
There is also a chance to plunder the functions of the enemy's magic weapon.
For example, if the Frightened Salamander swallows the Xuanyuan Sword, if it successfully robs the Xuanyuan Sword's skills, it will have the power of the Sky-shattering Arrow.
Swallowing the Qiankun Ring will give it the ability to store items.
Of course, it is impossible for Jiang Siming to experiment with his other treasures. This is not said to be 100%, only that there is a chance.
If it fails, it will be like drawing water from a bamboo basket.
So this ability should be reserved for fighting against enemies.
The sword technique is even more practical, the Jing Salamander Sword Technique, an immortal-level sword technique.
Sword skills are the same as magic weapon skills, they have levels.
There are six levels: lower, middle, and upper.
He had checked and found that his Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect could only be considered the lowest martial arts sword move. Even if he used the cultivation essence to be practical, it was only a top-notch swordsmanship among low-grade swordsmen.
And the [Breaking Wind Slash] and [Empty Breath Slash] and [Earth Split] that he can only belong to the top grade swordsmanship, not even the spiritual level.
The Jing Salamander Sword Technique belongs to the Immortal level.
If he hadn't just come out of the dungeon, Jiang Siming would have to find other cultivators to compare notes.
The ability to summon souls is also very terrifying. You can seal the opponent's soul for your own use, making the opponent surrender to you and work for you.
Even if it is only 50% of the ability, it is already quite incredible.
It's the last ability, spiritual training, that makes Lao Jiang feel a little shy. What does this mean?
What does it mean to cultivate the intimacy with the weapon spirit? I am not that kind of person!
After looking at the brand new Salamander Sword for a long time, Jiang Siming put it away with satisfaction.
There is no need to put it in the Qiankun Ring anymore. Jiang Siming made a small cut on his wrist, and the Frightened Salamander Sword automatically became miniaturized and turned into a spirit body, completely integrated into Jiang Siming's bloodline.
The wounds on Jiang Siming's hands instantly recovered as before.
The Jing Salamander Sword was hidden in Jiang Siming's wrist and grew quietly.
Now if Jiang Siming wants to summon the Frightened Salamander, he can do so at any time, much faster than when he took it out of the Qiankun Ring.
It can often come as a surprise, and the opponent may not even have time to react.
After finishing this matter, Jiang Siming walked out of the bedroom.
It was already the morning two days later.
It's not Sunday, so most of the wives have gone to work in the company.
Xinyi Huowu and the others are the only ones left at home.
Ice Beauty and Huo Wu are still practicing in the practice room.
Tuantuan was just catching up on his sleep. In the living room, only Xinyi was reading a book. On the carpet next to her, little Luoyu was sitting, carefully watching cartoons on TV.
There are piles of toys and dolls nearby, all bought by mothers for her. Each mother buys some, and there are countless dolls and toys.
Little Luoyu was buried in the doll and watched TV motionless.
Those big jewel-like eyes stared at the cat and mouse in the animation, full of novelty and questions.
The look in his eyes seemed to be wondering, how could such a big cat not catch this little mouse?
Jiang Siming deliberately wanted to tease her and walked downstairs quietly.
Xinyi raised her eyes and saw him. She looked at his eyes and immediately stopped talking. She put down her book and sat down with a smile to see what Jiang Siming was trying to do.
Jiang Siming walked up to Xiao Luoyu and squatted down, then stretched his whole body over her head and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Luoyu.
Little Luoyu was a little excited, her little hands and feet trembled.
Xinyi rolled her eyes. What's wrong with this father? He insists on scaring his daughter.
However, when little Luoyu soon saw that the person in front of her was her father, she immediately beamed and didn't care at all about her shock.
"Dad~" Little Luoyu immediately opened her little hands and asked for a hug from her father.
Jiang Siming held her in his arms lovingly and sat on the carpet with his daughter.
It's just that little Luoyu's focus has completely shifted away from the cartoon. She is fluttering in Jiang Siming's arms, shouting daddy incessantly.
Little Luoyu has passed the full moon and is more than two months old.
Other children are still in their infancy at two months old and can only cry for milk.
Little Luoyu no longer needs her mother to hold her all the time. Not only can she sit and watch TV by herself, she has even learned to walk a little bit.
I can even drink milk powder and learn to speak a little bit.
This is because mothers feel that they should not teach their daughters too many things too early to avoid affecting her brain development.
Xiao Luoyu learned it all by herself.
"Come on, good daughter, take a few steps for daddy."
After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he pointed to the book in Xinyi's hand and said to his daughter: "Go and take the book in mom's hand to dad."
Little Luoyu didn't hesitate, she pushed herself up from the ground and staggered towards Xinyi on the sofa.
"Mom, Shushu~"
Xiao Luoyu opened her hand, her ten small onion-like fingers opened and closed, and her big eyes stared at the book in Xinyi's hand.
She knew this was what her father wanted.
Xinyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was fully aware that Jiang Siming's position in her daughters' hearts was far more important than that of their mothers, so she had no choice but to hand the book to her.
Xiao Luoyu held the book in her hands and immediately stumbled back to Jiang Siming.
"Dad, here~"
Jiang Siming took the book, picked up his daughter, and kissed her on the cheek. His eyes were full of love for his daughter.
Then, at his daughter's request, Jiang Siming played a doll game with her on the carpet, and then played a horse riding game, letting his daughter sit on his back, and he acted like an old cow, carrying her daughter away.
The key point is that Jiang Siming is not only not embarrassed, but also proud of it, elated, and never tired of it.
The face of a daughter-slave is clearly revealed in Lao Jiang.
"Dad, hold it high~" Xiao Luoyu asked Jiang Siming again.
Jiang Siming did as he was told and threw his daughter to the ceiling, several meters high, and then caught her again.
Xinyi was horrified to see it. If it were an ordinary parent, the mother would probably have been beaten with a broom. Who can take care of a child like this?
But Jiang Siming is different. This kind of dangerous action is just like playing.