typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter two hundred and sixty-two mysterious water beads

In the stone room, Xiaoyou looked at Han Yi, whose eyes were closed, with a smile in his eyes. He walked to the wooden shelf on the left and looked at the weapons displayed on it.

A huge axe, a six-foot-long silver round stick, a red spear, sharp black gloves...

Han Yi's fleeing figure suddenly froze completely, and the terrifying suction coming from the vortex made it impossible for him to break free.

"Sir, what kind of illusion is this?"

"Damn it, let's fight."

He roared angrily, activated his flying spiritual weapon, and spread a pair of black dragon wings behind his back, fanning wildly. The terrifying lift took him into the air. As if sensing Han Yi's movements, the vortex suddenly grew in size.

Kilometers became more than ten kilometers in size, and the suction force increased several times.

Han Yi, who had risen high into the sky, was pulled down by a sudden force and flew towards the center of the whirlpool.

He fell straight down the channel in the center of the vortex, and the surrounding light slowly changed from bright white to blue, then from blue to turquoise, and finally from turquoise to dark blue.

Boom, he fell to the ground and immediately turned over. He spread his dragon wings and wanted to fly upwards, but the vortex above his head suddenly disappeared, and the sea water surged in, sealing the passage above his head. He hit the water and made a bang

There was a loud noise, and the water surface turned out to be as hard as crystal.

Han Yi fell to the ground, staggering, and looked around in a blink of an eye. There was a huge crystal palace under the sea. A ball of blue light was suspended above the palace, twisting and convex like a liquid.

"You're here." A voice suddenly came from the Crystal Palace.

Han Yi was startled and immediately alerted. The giant sword and the Thunder Sky Sword appeared in his hand at the same time.

"Who is it? Come out." He shouted.

"Come out? Didn't you see me just now?" the voice said with a smile.

"When I saw you, I didn't even see a ghost, how could I see a person?" Han Yi had a cold face, and the hand holding the sword became harder and harder.

"Isn't what you saw just a ghost?"

The azure blue light group suspended above the Crystal Palace burst out with a burst of bright light, and an illusory figure slowly condensed, with azure blue robes fluttering like water waves.

The figure looked no more than middle-aged, with a smile on his handsome face. He looked at Han Yi, nodding and shaking his head.

"Not bad, not bad. What a pity."

"What's good? What's a pity?" Han Yi was still vigilant. He couldn't take things lightly when he didn't understand anything.

"Yes, it's because your talent is pretty good and it's better than me. Unfortunately, your cultivation level is too low, and this Mysterious Water Bead can't exert its full power in your hands."

"What do you mean?" Han Yi frowned, "Are you a weapon spirit?"

"Well, now I am indeed the weapon spirit of this Xuan Shui Bead. Oh, I forgot to mention that the blue bead you saw in the spiritual weapon room is the Xuan Shui Bead, which I used during my lifetime.

Level spiritual weapon."

"The spiritual weapon you used during your lifetime? Then how did you become the weapon spirit of this mysterious water bead now?"

"I have been dead for nearly a thousand years. This Xuan Shui Bead is naturally a spiritual weapon used during my lifetime. As for why it became a weapon spirit, regarding this point, if you are willing to become the master of the Xuan Shui Bead, I will tell you, and you

I also need to do something for me."

"What if I refuse?" Han Yi looked at the middle-aged man.

"Reject, you seem to have no room for rejection." The middle-aged man looked at the sea water around him, raised his hand and waved lightly, and the sea water suddenly surged in, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, with a terrifying sense of oppression.

Han Yi almost suffocated under the pressure, and his whole body made an overwhelming clicking sound.

"Hey, wait a minute, I accept, I accept." Han Yi compromised instantly. There was no way he could bargain with this old monster that had existed for thousands of years.

The middle-aged man smiled triumphantly, and the sea water suddenly stopped and returned to its original place in a flash, as if it had never changed.

"Very good, then from now on you will be the new owner of Xuan Shui Pearl."

"Wait a minute, please tell me first, what is the use of this mysterious water bead, and how far I can activate it now. I don't want to receive a top-level spiritual weapon that is useless and cannot be used."

"Well, let me first tell you about the classification of spiritual weapons."

"Uncle, I'm not an idiot. I don't even know the classification of spiritual weapons." Han Yi rolled his eyes.

"I believe you definitely know the general classifications, but there are more detailed classifications for top-level spiritual weapons. Considering the remoteness and barrenness of your Lanyue Island, not many people must know about these."

"Is there any detailed classification of top-level spiritual weapons?"

"That's natural. Generally, top-level spiritual weapons do not have weapon spirits. Top-level spiritual weapons with weapon spirits are divided into four levels. From low to high, they are low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

The grade of top-level spiritual weapons is distinguished by the strength of the weapon spirit. The stronger the weapon spirit, the higher the grade."

"What level of top-level spiritual weapon is the Xuan Shui Pearl now?"

"This, roughly speaking, should be able to rank among the best spiritual weapons." The middle-aged man said this, feeling a little unsure, "With the strength of my soul, it should be no problem."

"Uh, so you don't know the current grade of Xuan Shui Pearl?"

"Haha, don't worry so much. You can improve your level in the future. You just need to find some materials to help me strengthen my soul power." The middle-aged man scratched his head to hide his embarrassment.

Han Yi rolled his eyes. Anyway, he had no room to refuse now.

"Forget it, then I will reluctantly accept it. Also, you must first make it clear what you want me to do in the future."

"I will tell you this later. The most important thing now is that you leave your spiritual imprint on the Xuan Shui Bead first."

"What do I do?"

"It's easy, just hold out your hand." The middle-aged man smiled with evil intentions.

Han Yi looked at him and suddenly felt like he had been fooled, but he still stretched out his hand obediently.

"You looking at me like this will make me feel guilty." The middle-aged man suddenly said something meaningless.

Han Yi frowned, and a sense of danger suddenly hit him. He immediately flew back, but he was still a step too late. Heart-wrenching pain came from his left shoulder, and one of his arms was cut off.

The middle-aged man is in the distance, holding a skate in his right hand and grabbing his left arm with his left hand.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you are just a ray of spiritual consciousness now, I just help you split it. You can't split the mental mark now."

"Fuck you, uncle." Han Yi roared.

"Don't be angry. There is a first time for everything. Although splitting your mental power is painful, it will not affect your future practice. After all, the mental branding requires at least a small part of your mental power."

The middle-aged man said, throwing up Han Yi's left arm and waving his hand. The broken arm suddenly turned into a ray of silver light and shot into the crystal palace, condensing into a strange rune.

A burst of bright blue light erupted from the Crystal Palace, and Han Yi was stung by the light and closed his eyes.

In the spiritual weapon room, Han Yi suddenly opened his eyes. A silver rune appeared on the surface of the mysterious water drop on the stone platform, and disappeared in a flash. It suddenly turned into a blue light and shot into Han Yi's forehead, in the consciousness sea space.

, Beside the small sword of the spirit body, a mysterious water droplet emerged.

Jiufang didn't know when he appeared next to the small spiritual sword. He looked at the mysterious water bead, looked it over, raised his hand to grasp it, and the terrifying soul power got into it.

"Who is it? Ah..." The middle-aged man's frightened and angry voice came from the Xuan Shui Bead, and the blue shadow was pulled out covered by a layer of silver light.

He was floating in front of Jiu Fang Bu, with fear on his face.

"Who are you? How come you have such terrifying soul power?"

"I'm a weapon spirit just like you, but the level difference between you and me is too big." Jiufang Bu looked the middle-aged man up and down, "The strength of the soul is not weak, you must be a Spirit Emperor monk in front of you.

"

"So what?" The middle-aged man struggled in the silver light screen, "I didn't expect that little guy to have such a terrifying treasure, so I admit defeat."

"Oh, do you admit defeat? Well, I accept your soul." Jiu Fang didn't smile and stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Jiufang, don't scare him." Han Yi's voice echoed in the consciousness sea space, as loud and high-pitched as thunder rolling from the sky.

"Old guy, if you dare to scheme against me, you will suffer a lot now, hahaha."

"You brat, when did I plot against you? I just want to find someone I can trust for the rest of my life." The middle-aged man rolled his eyes.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I'll give it to you for the rest of your life. You won't fucking be..."

"Go away, my sexual orientation is normal."

"Okay, tell me, what's your name? Since I am now the owner of Xuan Shuizhu, I have to get to know you as the previous owner. Besides, don't you still want me to do something for you?"

"My real name is Zhao Tianji. Thousands of years ago, my cultivation reached the peak of the Spiritual Emperor stage. I have mastered the water-attribute spirit art. However, I never had a suitable spiritual weapon, so I went out to sea to search for materials for refining the weapon. Fortunately, I found an abyss water source crystal, and then used it to assist me.

Using dozens of top-level materials such as strange rain stone, cold star iron, and the spiritual horn of a fifth-level blue dragon, the mysterious water bead was finally refined."

"When the Xuanshui Pearl was first successfully refined, it even caused a strange phenomenon in the world. I didn't expect that the Xuanshui Pearl had such potential. As a result, the strange phenomenon in the world attracted the nearby sea tribe. After a big battle, I was injured.

And escaped and came here."

"The methods of the Sea Clan are so unpredictable that when I fought with them, I didn't even know when I was poisoned. By the time I found out, it was too late and the poison had penetrated deep into my organs and heart. I was so disheartened that I had no choice but to

Arrange your own tomb here, blend your soul into the mysterious water beads, become a weapon spirit, and survive."

Zhao Tianji said this with a look of reluctance on his face.

"Wait a minute, you said this is your tomb?" Han Yi asked in shock.

"Yes, it's my tomb. Is there any problem?"

"That's not right, aren't you a sword cultivator?"

"Well, who told you that I am a swordsman? You didn't think I was a swordsman because you saw that sword formation, right?"

Han Yi was speechless.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next