The holy halberd of the sky was shaking more and more.
It can be clearly felt that there is repulsion in this.
But Fang Yu did not stop integrating the hatred bones into it because of this repulsive force.
Not to mention that for a weapon, even for a monk's body, suddenly integrating part of his flesh and blood that does not belong to him will also cause such repulsion.
Just like Fang Yu fused the spiritual body of the Dao, he suffered a long time.
This is a normal phenomenon.
This rejection will last for a period of time and can be called the labor pain period.
As long as the pain period passes, the two sides are completely integrated and adapt to each other, their intensity will be permanently improved.
“Buzz buzz…”
This buzzing sound echoed in the cultivation hall.
The holy halberd of the sky floated in the air in front of Fang Yu, emitting extremely strong light.
A burst of majestic, domineering, and sharp auras... filled the entire space.
If it weren't for the high intensity of this space, it would have collapsed long ago.
This process lasted for quite a while.
During this period, Ning Yu outside couldn't help but come in again.
"Can I help me?" Ning Yu looked at the long halberd in front of Fang Yu and asked in shock.
"There is nothing to help... Oh, not without it. You should try your best to maintain this space and don't let it collapse." Fang Yu said.
"Okay..." Ning Yu responded, and was about to turn around and leave, but couldn't help asking, "Can I ask... what are you doing?"
"I'm trying something very new." Fang Yu replied, "You'd better quit first, as it may be a little dangerous later."
"……good."
Ningyu stopped staying and turned around and left the cultivation hall.
About a few hours passed.
Finally, under constant rejection and integration, the bone of hatred was completely integrated into the body of the holy halberd of the sky.
"bass……"
The Holy Litter of the Sky continued to shake. Although the light was weaker than before, you could feel that the internal bones were still repelling the hatred.
Fang Yu held it in his hand, and could not stop the continuous vibration.
Today, the Holy Salute of Heaven, in addition to the original silver color, the body of the halberd is covered with a light dark red color.
The dark red color forms patterns, spreading regularly, spreading all over the body of the halberd.
"It's quite good-looking." Fang Yu said.
"Brother Fang, is that OK?" Han Miaoyi asked in confusion, "I feel it is still repulsive."
"It's okay, just keep it for a while." Fang Yu said, "You should be very clear about the power of Qiu Gu. You can't adapt to it so easily. Put it away for the time being."
With the words, he took the holy halberd of the sky back into his body.
"Senior, there is also a possibility of backlash in this situation."
At this time, Ji Jiutian walked up and said.
"It's okay, I believe this weapon can withstand it." Fang Yu replied.
With the power of the Holy Litter of the Sky, it should be very easy to suppress the hatred bones.
It just takes a little time.
When the Holy Litter of the Sky no longer repels the power of the enemy bones, you can take it out to fight in practice.
If there is no problem, then... Fang Yu will use the Kou Bone to strengthen the blood-drinking magic sword.
"Fang Yu, have you... done here?"
Ningyu appeared in front of Fang Yu again.
"Just done it." Fang Yu replied, "But you have to repair this cultivation hall well."
As the Holy Liver of the Sky continues to release its breath out, the cultivation hall is now in a mess, with fragments all over the sky.
"This is a small matter. If your business is done well, then go with me to meet the leader!" Ning Yu said.
"Is there news so soon?" Fang Yu asked in surprise.
"Well, I've said everything. Our Tianbei Sect is very powerful!" Ning Yu said proudly.
"Don't rush to boast. It's not too late to wait for me to hear if the information is nutritious." Fang Yu said lightly.
...
Afterwards, Fang Yu followed Ning Yu to a quiet place.
It is similar to a small pavilion, but it is surrounded by walls, with four huge murals on it.
The contents of the murals are all large scenes, where you can see the landscape and a large group of monks, and you don’t know the specific meaning.
However, Fang Yu was not concerned about this.
At this moment, Ningyan, the leader of the Tianbei Sect, was in front of him.
"Fang Yu, there are already very clear clues about the Ji Xingyuan you are looking for." Ningyan said.
"Tell me." Fang Yu said.
"bass!"
Ningyan raised his hand slightly, and a light curtain appeared in front of Fang Yu.
In the light curtain is a barren mountain.
The mountain is bare and has an unusual outline. From a downward perspective, there is no special thing.
However, the picture quickly got closer.
On the top of this mountain, there is a broken tombstone on the surface of a very inconspicuous pit.
Characters are also engraved on the tombstone in the lower half, but because it is not complete, it is impossible to tell what specific characters are.
There are overgrown weeds around the tombstone.
This barren mountain is a barren land with thousands of miles radius, and not many monks will go there on weekdays.
"Whose tombstone is this?" Fang Yu asked with a narrow eye, "Ji Xingyuan's tombstone?"
"No." Ningyan shook his head and replied, "In fact, the whole scene you saw... was the ruins of the most powerful Yushen clan in Zhonghuang that year."
“…Yu Shen Clan?”
Fang Yu's eyes flashed slightly and he looked at Ningyan.
Chapter completed!