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Chapter 1103 The Calamity of the Holy Artifact

At that moment, Lin Ling nodded, making the old man Dongfu laugh happily, and asked: "Do you want to forge a weapon? Why don't I forge a new one for you? Your sword is too weak to match a new sword!"

"No need, the sword is sometimes a memory. The sword is there, and the sword is gone, and the people are gone. I won't change the sword easily!" Lin Ling's face became solemn. He took off the Bachang sword and gently stroked it. This sword accompanied him in battles across the country, so it was better to say that it was a sword and a companion and comrade-in-arms.

Staring at Lin Ling, seeing Lin Ling's firm expression, the old man Dongfu apologized a little, "I was reckless before. The sword cultivator's sword will accompany you for a lifetime. The sword is there, and the sword is there, and the sword is gone. You are right. But since you plan to improve the sword, you don't know where to improve it?"

"My sword is mainly about the mystery of life and death. If you want to improve it, I hope it can improve the mystery. In terms of weight and defense, I want to improve it, and it is best to reach the level of the holy weapon!"

Lin Ling said bluntly, and the old man Dongfu smiled and nodded. When Lin Ling wanted to ask how much, he said, "Okay, leave the sword, I will give you all the materials. Now, take out your bronze pot!"

At the auction before, a holy weapon was worth a hundred yuan stones, but Lin Ling didn't even have the chance to touch it. As for forging a holy weapon, it was to increase the level on the original weapon, and the price would be higher. However, the old man Dongfu did not receive any reward, which made Lin Ling feel warm. Then, he took out the bronze pot given to him by the rain master Mo Ping.

"This is a high-level spiritual weapon soul gathering pot, which can absorb some souls. It is the most suitable for warriors who practice ghost realm."

The old man Dongfu took the bronze pot and took a look at it and realized the effect. Then he opened it gently and saw a vast white area in the bronze pot, with fireflies blooming from time to time. Those were the souls.

"The souls inside are about nine hundred. It is not difficult for you to find one of them. I just don't know what you want that soul to do?" Old man Dongfu looked at Lin Ling and said.

"Save her, she saved me with her life, so I want to save her. This is my promise to her!"

Lin Ling chuckled softly. Thinking of the battle in the Rain Forest Holy Land, the poor girl saved her and let the dream end. However, the dream was not over. If she wanted to accept her this day, Lin Ling would go against the will of heaven.

"This is probably very difficult. This soul gathering pot is not a holy weapon, so the soul absorbed is less than three souls, just souls. In addition, the deceased's strength is not very strong, so the soul is quickly sucked by the cycle of reincarnation in the world!"

Upon hearing this, the old man Dongfu shook his head helplessly and said, "Lin Ling's face changed. If his soul is missing, then there will be no memory of life!"

"Catch this jade token and recall the person you are looking for in your mind!"

At this time, the old man Dongfu gave Lin Ling a bamboo-like jade plaque. This was a soul-seeking jade, and it was also a rare spiritual weapon. After Lin Ling took it, he immediately recalled that the bamboo plaque would bloom with emerald green light, forming wisps of silk threads and flowing into the bronze pot. Then, a firefly light was brought out and turned into a phantom of a girl in a black robe in the air. However, the girl's face was confused, as if she had lost her soul.

"No memory is there, it is just a lonely soul!"

Looking at the phantom of the girl, the old man Dongfu sighed softly.

Lin Ling looked at the lonely soul, and his heart seemed to be broken. He suddenly gritted his teeth: "Senior, how can I find her soul?"

"When you go to the ghost realm, you must know that after a person dies, you will enter the cycle of reincarnation, walk the road of the underworld, cross the other bridge, and hear the mandala flowers, and you will never come out. However, her soul is trapped here, which makes her unable to be reincarnated, so she can only stay in the underworld of the ghost realm!" Old Man Dongfu explained.

"How to go!"

Lin Ling asked immediately without hesitation, saying that this was his promise to others and he must do it.

"You are too weak at the moment. If you go, you can't come back. Let's wait until you reach the extraordinary realm!" Old man Dongfu noticed Lin Ling's anxiety and was a little moved. For the sake of that girl, Lin Ling entered the ghost realm and stepped on the yellow spring. This is not something that anyone can do!

"Ghost Domain!"

Lin Ling clenched his fists heavily, and his heart that became stronger became stronger!

"You can wait here for three days, and I will forge your sword for you first!"

Then, the old man Dongfu comforted him and left with a smile.

"When the sword reaches the holy weapon, I can be like the one under Tianling City, and my cultivation level should be able to improve. After reaching the extraordinary realm, I will go to the ghost realm to save the second dream." Lin Ling's clear eyes exuded firmness, and then put the bamboo piece in his hand into his arms with cherish. The bamboo piece absorbed the broken soul of the second dream and was carried by Lin Ling.

"I will save you!"

A firm voice floated out of the hall, causing the bamboo pieces in Lin Ling's arms to flash, and there was a faint sound of singing floating out.

"Whoever has his eyebrows lightly and his sleeves dances in the passing years, who is better than the sword in the world, who has parted in the past and the past, and has been wandering several times, and the flowering period is getting farther and the passing years are broken!"

The night is still quiet, but the dream is not over!

Three days later, the old man Dongfu arrived. After looking at Lin Ling with a smile for a moment, a brand new Bachang sword appeared in front of Lin Ling.

"Sword, forged!"

The new Bachang sword returns to its former door panel appearance, but the sword body has a large number of mysterious marks, carving dragons and phoenixes, and is extremely majestic. One side of the sword is black, and the other side is indeed white, which also looks extremely alternative. As for the blade, the sword blade is no longer as thick and dull as before, but has a layer of golden light, revealing its sharpness!

"Ba sings the sword!"

Lin Ling was excited and Bachangjian transformed successfully for the third time!

"The sword is coming!"

Lin Ling waved his right hand, and the giant sword inserted into the ground swayed slightly, as if he was a little resistant to Lin Ling's call, but at some point, an indescribable memory spread in the sword, like a flowing water from the tip of the sword, until the body of the sword, and finally the hilt of the sword!

call out!

The sword shot out from the earth and shot straight towards Lin Ling!

At this moment, the terrifying sword aura burst out, causing the entire mansion to sway. The old man Dongfu's pupils condensed. He thought Lin Ling could not control the new sword, but he underestimated the bond between the sword and Lin Ling!

This sword accompanied Lin Ling to fight all over the world, and they had a tacit understanding and memories. Even though the sword became stronger, they still knew that its owner was Lin Ling!

Boom boom boom boom!

At the same time, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and then turned into vast vortexes and rushed towards the hall.

"Holy Artifact Awakens!"

In the distance, many people sucked air in the air, and their weapons caused great disasters in the world. This is a symbol of the holy weapon!

boom!

A thunder fell heavily in the sky. This was the thunder of all things, illusory, and was specially used to kill those who transcend the rules of heaven and earth. This kind of killing is not the kind of cultivation that is gradually becoming stronger by warriors, but the kind of existence that suddenly becomes stronger.
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