These are the sources of Qin Yu's confidence. Although he rarely speaks out, facing such a weapon spirit, Qin Yu will naturally not continue to hide his clumsiness.
Don't you think that my cultivation level is low? Do you regard me as an ant? I can pick out any item and it's better than you.
"What does that mean?" Fu Chen said coldly.
"It shows that I have the strength and the qualifications to own you. As long as you surrender to me and ride with me, one day you will be able to use your full strength and let the world know how powerful you are. Will you accompany me to kill or continue to be killed?"
Chen Feng, you make your own choice." Qin Yu looked at Fu Chen and said.
"It's useless even if I am willing. To truly recognize your master, you have to see whether the "spirit" recognizes you." Qi Ling's voice was still cold, but his tone had changed.
Qin Yu was immediately relieved when he heard this.
He had previously wondered why the Wanxiang Palace would sell all these top-level magic weapons. If they could use them, they should leave them to the powerful ones in their own power.
After all, the Wanxiang Palace is a top power, and there must be many powerful people under it, but not many per capita.
At this point, it seems that top-level magic weapons are not something that can be refined just by refining them. If you want to truly possess them, it depends on your "spirit".
After pondering for a long time, Qin Yu raised his right hand, grabbed the fly whisk, placed it across his legs, and his mind sank into the fly whisk.
Because he had sensed the "spirit" of the Heavenly Sword in the past, and he had sensed countless spirits of heaven and earth over the years, Qin Yu knew how to feel the spirit.
Soon, Qin Yu completely sank into it, as if he had turned into a whisk, completely blending into it.
The world passed by silently, Qin Yu didn't have any thoughts, and now he seemed to be just a fly whisk.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Qin Yu saw a figure sitting cross-legged in a trance. After a closer look, he found that it was a young man with an ordinary face, but with a sincere smile on his face.
As Qin Yu looked at it, the picture changed, and he saw another burly figure from the back. Judging from his body shape, he should be a middle-aged man. He was looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, seeming to be in some kind of state.
Not long after, the picture changed again.
This time, Qin Yu saw a rickety old man. He was sitting there quietly, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face, and a pair of eyes that had seen through the vicissitudes of life were staring at him.
In this gaze, Qin Yu saw the vicissitudes of life, the reluctance, and even helplessness and relief...
At this moment, complex emotions surged in Qin Yu's heart, including sadness, reluctance, and pain...
The lines of life and death in the body seemed to sense something at this moment, and they glowed inexplicably.
"You are not him!" A thought emerged from Qin Yu's heart.
Qin Yu sighed in his heart, naturally knowing that this thought was the "spirit" of the fly whisk!
It can be seen from the previous scene that this whisk has been with the Taoist ancestor of life and death for almost a lifetime. From young to old, the Taoist ancestor of life and death is almost engraved in the "spirit" of the whisk.
I'm afraid, this is the real reason why the whisk cannot really exert its power without the approval of the "spirit".
Therefore, when this idea came up, it also indirectly told Qin Yu that the "spirit" of the fly whisk did not recognize him.
In other words, except for the Taoist ancestors of life and death, the "spirit" of the fly whisk will not recognize anyone!
"The Taoist ancestor of life and death has passed away, and although I have received the inheritance from the Taoist ancestor of life and death, I not only inherited his inheritance, but also inherited his will and his wish." Qin Yu thought to himself.
His mind is now completely integrated into the "spirit", so his thoughts can also be conveyed to the "spirit".
The "spirit" of the whisk did not answer, but Qin Yu could feel his sadness. This sadness directly affected Qin Yu, making Qin Yu almost shed tears.
"Did he leave me first?"
"It turns out that I have been lying to myself all these years. He really will never come back. If he is gone, what is the point of me staying?"
Such thoughts came from Qin Yu's heart, and Qin Yu clearly felt the death wish of the fly whisk's "spirit".
"Inheritor, you are the inheritor recognized by him, and you are the only one in the world who is qualified to get the whisk. However, you have to promise me one thing." A voice without any emotion sounded in Qin Yu's heart.
"Please say."
"When you grow up, destroy me and put the whisk next to him!" said the "spirit" of the whisk.
Qin Yu was shocked. Although he didn't say much about the "spirit" of the fly whisk, what he felt was that this spirit wanted to accompany the Taoist ancestor of life and death.
Perhaps, the Taoist ancestor of life and death is the only motivation for his survival.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yu suppressed his shock and said, "It's a deal."
As soon as Qin Yu finished speaking, he felt a surge of power pouring into his mind. After feeling it carefully, he found that he had established a connection with the whisk, as if he had a tacit understanding. Not only that, he also had the introduction and use of the whisk in his mind.
"Remember your promise, I will continue to sleep..."
Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked at the whisk in his hand, with emotion in his expression. He didn't expect that the "spirit" of the whisk was so affectionate.
Unfortunately, such a spirit cannot truly become one's own.
But Qin Yu is also satisfied. Now he has been recognized by the whisk's "spirit" and can exert the power of the whisk.
It can be said that from the "spirit" of the whisk, Qin Yu wants to cultivate a "spirit" like the whisk.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, the power of Qin Yu's soul was injected into the whisk. The whisk bloomed with light, and all the lines on the whisk handle bloomed with light.
What surprised Qin Yu was that all the bristles attached to the whisk handle were filled with wisps of sharp edges. The sharp edges were of different colors and looked like a bunch of rainbows attached to the whisk handle.
Qin Yu slowly closed his eyes, and the introduction and use of whisks came to his mind.
After checking for a long time, Qin Yu not only took a breath of air.
This whisk is more terrifying than imagined.
Immediately, Qin Yu opened his eyes and controlled the whisk to float slowly with his mind. After leaving Qin Yu's hand, the whisk swelled in the wind and grew rapidly.
The originally hair-like bristles turned into thick bristles.
What frightened Qin Yu was that there were dense lines carved on each mane!!
After careful inspection, Qin Yu found that these lines were somewhat similar to the lines on the lines of life and death. In other words, each mane was engraved with the divine patterns of the Law of Rest and the divine patterns of the laws mastered by the Taoist of Life and Death in the past?
Qin Yu's heart moved, and the fly whisk shrank sharply, returning to its original size, and the soul energy was injected into it again.
"I don't know what the power of the whisk is... I'm looking forward to it!" Qin Yu murmured to himself.
The life and death pattern on it alone is enough to show the terror of the fly whisk. No wonder the Taoist ancestor of life and death will always be with him!
Then, Qin Yu's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the whisk, and saw a hazy space in the whisk, and a vague figure could be seen sitting cross-legged. Qin Yu said calmly: "The "spirit" has recognized me. From now on,
, the whisk is my Qin Yu’s thing, give it the name of life and death whisk!"
