"Why are you so anxious? I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Qi Ling snorted coldly, seeming a little impatient.
Tang Fan's eyes were filled with anger, but he could only hold back his dissatisfaction and asked: "What else?"
The weapon spirit said proudly: "The power of the Dragon Emperor's blow is enough to kill a strong man in the Heavenly Realm. How can it be so easy as you think? Even if you can't use it to its full potential, you can still kill the old monster with the pill formation!"
"Even if you don't have a dragon soul, if you can refine a mid-grade or even high-grade magic weapon, the power of this claw will be equally astonishing!"
Tang Fan thought about it and asked: "Senior, I remember you mentioned last time that there are parts of dragon souls in these torsos, right?"
"Uh... this, right? Did I really say that?"
Qi Ling was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Tang Fan's memory to be so good.
"That's right!" Tang Fan screamed strangely and said excitedly: "Isn't the dragon crystal made from the soul of the Dragon Emperor? Can you separate part of your soul to refine a magic weapon for me?"
"No, you have a great idea! I am the Dragon Emperor. How dare you order me like this? Even the Dragon Emperor has no right to order me!"
Tang Fan had a strange look on his face. He realized that this old guy would sometimes be confused, and sometimes he would be sober and sometimes confused. This was just convenient for him to talk.
Thinking of this, Tang Fan smiled and said: "Senior, I was just joking, how could I be willing to use your soul!"
The pale figure of the weapon spirit twisted and said angrily: "I have finally recovered some of my strength. I give it to you. I don't know how long I will have to sleep for!"
"You've always been a dragon soul, right?"
Tang Fan's voice was like thunder, hitting the weapon spirit directly.
In fact, he had already made a guess, and just now he was deliberately testing it.
The weapon spirit was furious and said angrily: "Nonsense, I am not a dragon soul, I am stronger than him, I am the real body! I... I am Zi Tong!"
Tang Fan said proudly: "Last time I was at the historian's house, you helped me identify the master of Burning Moon, and said that the one who refined the Burning Moon Pill Furnace was your clone, named Old Monster Zidan. I remember, you also said that you were also a clone.
, are you the clone of the Dragon Emperor?"
Tang Fan's eyes flashed, and he felt that he was very close to the truth.
"Yes, I am the clone of the Dragon Emperor! But although I am a clone, I am not a clone. All my subsequent creations have nothing to do with the Dragon Emperor. I am who I am!"
Qi Ling let out a long sigh, and his white figure looked extremely weathered, as if something had touched his mind and triggered memories.
"Senior, can you tell me something?"
Tang Fan glanced at the dragon spine and claws being refined in the alchemy furnace and simply ignored them for now.
The voice of the weapon spirit seemed to come from tens of thousands of years ago. Once the opening was opened, it would flow like a flood.
"After the Great War in the Immortal Realm, the Dragon Emperor was seriously injured. Even though he created the world's medical method, he still couldn't save himself. In desperation, he condensed his clone, which was the original old man!"
Tang Fan took a breath of air. Even if he had a guess, he was still shocked at this moment.
I really didn’t expect that the world’s medical knowledge was actually created by the Dragon Emperor!
Fairyland, what kind of world is that? Why is there another war?
Is there really a sky outside the sky?
Tang Fan raised his head and looked at the night sky, and suddenly remembered Kang Yuanzi's words: Heaven is not heaven, and people are not people.
Qi Ling said: "Although I am a clone of the Dragon Emperor, I do not have the blood of a dragon. I inherited purple eyes and medical knowledge, and thus made a name for myself in the broken fairy world, and was revered as the Immortal Doctor with Purple Eyes. Humph, I thought I could do it back then.
When you say that you are in the immortal world, no one will disrespect you!"
Tang Fan looked stunned, thinking that this old guy was starting to be unreliable again.
"As my cultivation level increased, the Dragon Emperor's body became weaker and weaker. He actually wanted to swallow me to save my life! Of course I didn't agree. I am the immortal doctor with purple eyes, and I wanted to swallow him! I fought with him.
Countless times, we both lost in the end. When we were dying, I temporarily softened my heart and agreed to his suggestion, becoming a dragon crystal weapon spirit and passing on what he had learned throughout his life!"
Tang Fan nodded silently. He knew that Qi Ling must have concealed most of the things, but the basic context was clear.
He asked: "Then what happened to the old Zidan monster you talked about last time?"
"Huh, I'm smart, I'm absolutely smart!"
The white figure swayed, showing pride.
"Tang boy, let me tell you, I have long seen that the Dragon Emperor wanted to swallow me, so I also created a clone for myself. My clone is as smart as me, has superb medical skills, and can also refine weapons. Fenyue
The alchemy furnace was indeed refined by him, I didn’t lie to you.”
Tang Fan's heart was pounding. If his clones were so awesome, what kind of cultivation level would the Dragon Emperor have?
Tang Fan thought about the cause and effect, rolled his eyes, and asked: "Senior, is it because you absorbed the remnant soul that your strength can be restored faster?"
"That's right, that's why I asked you to search for the broken bodies of the Dragon Emperor scattered in the world! Every broken body is a treasure and has a residual soul. The Dragon Emperor is destiny. Even if he falls, he will not disappear completely. Otherwise, at the beginning,
I will not accept myself as a weapon spirit!"
"In other words, you can absorb the remaining souls in the dragon's spine and claws?"
"Yes, you are very smart, and you are worthy of being the chosen successor of Dragon Crystal!"
"So, you have already absorbed the remaining souls in the dragon's spine and claws?"
"Yes, ah... no, I didn't..."
Qi Ling was shocked, but he didn't expect that Tang Fan would trick him out of the truth.
"I realized something was wrong a long time ago!"
Tang Fan felt heartbroken for a while, thinking that the dragon spine in his hand was the most precious treasure in the world, but the dragon soul was absorbed by this old guy, and he regretted it to death.
"Actually, it's useless for you to keep the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul. You might as well replenish nutrients for me. When I fully recover, I can... uh, I can help you completely inherit the dragon crystal!"
"By the time you fully recover, I'm afraid my cultivation level will be very high, and I should be able to satisfy your desire, right?"
"Yes, you are really smart... No, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
Qi Ling found out that he had fallen into Tang Fan's trap again and denied it.
Tang Fan sighed, not knowing what he felt in his heart.
"Boy Tang, listen to me. I'm still very weak. I can't take it from you. Really, I've never had that thought!"
When Qi Ling saw that Tang Fan was silent, he became a little anxious and his words were a little incoherent.
"Senior, I know you won't take my life. You are my mentor. You are so good to me, how could you take my life!"
"That's right, as long as you understand!"
"Senior, you and the Dragon Emperor created the dragon crystal so that one day the Dragon Emperor can be resurrected, right?"
"Well, yes, this is our common wish."
"After resurrection, he might be the real Dragon Emperor, or he might be the Immortal Doctor with Purple Eyes?"
"Yes, yes, you are so smart..."
Tang Fan had a sneer on his lips, knowing it well.
He asked again: "Senior, how are you recovering now, and what is your cultivation level?"
"I am just a remnant soul with fart's cultivation. How can I still have cultivation! However, as long as you become stronger, I will become stronger too. Boy, practice slowly, I am very optimistic about you!"
If you don’t have any cultivation, that’s easy to say!
With a thought in Tang Fan's mind, he immediately activated the Yin Talisman and merged into the Xubai figure without anyone noticing.
He has only used the Yin Talisman on living people before, but the weapon spirit is a residual soul, so it should also work.
The weapon spirit is dull and confused, so it can be controlled by the Yin Talisman.
To avoid being controlled by him in the future when he becomes stronger.
"Hey, why do I have a headache? What's going on..."
The moment the Yin Talisman entered the remnant soul, the weapon spirit was stunned for a moment.