"Zhao Yuan, that's the attribute of Xuan Tie, don't think about it." A soft voice sounded from behind Zhao Yuan.
"What are the attributes of Xuan Tie?" Zhao Yuan glanced at the thinly dressed Ming Ri behind him.
"Yes, any metal has properties, and black iron is the main killer, so it is very popular in the secular world. Some high-ranking officials and generals will mostly use black iron to cast weapons. However, this killing energy is extremely harmful to the body, so
, most of the martial arts masters in the world will not end well, unless you can cultivate to the level of a warrior."
"Can't the murderous spirit end well?" Zhao Yuan was stunned. This was the first time he heard this statement.
"Yes, in fact, in the world of cultivation, people are quite wary of metals that are the main killer, because cultivating to extend one's lifespan and become an immortal is going against nature. If the metal that is the main killer is used as a weapon, it will definitely have some chain consequences.
reaction, thereby shortening life.”
"oh."
"Zhao Yuan, if you want a weapon, I can find someone to forge a good one for you. This long sword has a fierce aura, and you have not reached the level of a warrior, so you cannot suppress its fierce aura.
Over time, it will hurt your body."
"Don't be afraid, just use it for the time being. No one will die in a month or two." Zhao Yuan looked indifferent. He was often taken care of by Tianjie, and he didn't take what he said seriously at all. After all, the main killer was
It is also a kind of heavenly calamity. Since God wants to kill him with thunder and lightning, there is nothing to fear if there is one more main killer.
"Giggles... No one will die in a month or two. It's okay. You can use it first. When you have a chance, I will help you get a heavy weapon, preferably a treasure from the prehistoric era. Hehe,
Then you are awesome."
"A treasure from the prehistoric era?"
"Yes, it is said that in the prehistoric era, during the great war between demons and gods, countless magical weapons were left on the War Cloud Continent. There are some ancient magical weapons hidden in some large cultivation sects, and those magical weapons are very powerful."
"For example, a sky-opening ax and a sun-shooting bow?"
"Yeah, that's not the most powerful one. There are many, many more, such as the Universe Circle, Immortal Binding Rope, Sea Ding Needle, Samsara Creation Bell, Soul Refining Cup..."
"Haha, those are just false legends." Zhao Yuan looked unconcerned. He had always not regarded the legendary gods as true. After all, in the Qin Empire for thousands of years, except for cultivators, there had never been any gods.
Appeared, even the Sanxian mentioned by Master Su Xin has not been seen before.
"Brother Yuan, those are all true. There are many loose immortals with great magical powers living on some overseas islands."
"Oh." Zhao Yuan didn't want to get entangled in these things that couldn't be verified.
"Humph, I know you don't believe it. Let me tell you that my master's master has actually seen Sanxian." Tomorrow was very angry at Zhao Yuan's attitude of not taking it seriously.
“I’ve really seen it!”
Zhao Yuan's body trembled, and an inexplicable flame burned in his chest. If there really was a Sanxian, he could let the Sanxian see what was going on with his body.
"Of course, my master's master said that Sanxian is a master of cultivation who failed to overcome the tribulation. Their cultivation is no different from the real gods. However, because they failed to overcome the tribulation, they cannot enter the heaven, so they can only stay in
In the human world, that’s why we are called Sanxian. At the beginning, in order to thank my master’s master, the Sanxian also gave my master’s master two Sumeru Rings.”
"Can you find it?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"There is no way, because most of the loose immortals live on some overseas islands, and some of them live in seclusion among the crowd. Finding them is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Unless they need to find you, otherwise
, I never want to see them in my life."
"Why don't they dare to see people?" Zhao Yuan asked doubtfully.
"I don't know very well. It is said that Sanxian has no body. Their bodies are all instruments or the bodies of other people. If they are possessed by a powerful magic weapon, they can also transform into a human form. If they are possessed by
In the body of an ordinary person, the body must be changed every few years, and in this process of changing the body, there is danger, because at this time, the soul of the loose immortal is wandering in the air, without a body, even if it is
The weakest cultivators will also pose death threats to them, so most of the loose immortals are unwilling to reveal their identities to avoid causing disaster."
"It seems that even the Sanxian can't protect himself." Zhao Yuan sighed.
"Bah, I'm just talking. You really think that anyone can kill Sanxian. There are very few times when Sanxian is vulnerable. It only happens once every few years or even decades. If you want to kill Sanxian,
Unless you follow him all day long and remain undetected for decades."
"I see." Zhao Yuan nodded. He finally understood the main reason why Sanxian did not reveal his identity.
To put it bluntly, Sanxian was still afraid of being noticed by his enemies and would stab him in the back while he was weak.
Zhao Yuan's guess was correct, but there were some details that were not true. In fact, Sanxian was not entirely worried that his enemies would stab him in the back when he was unable to protect himself, but mainly because of the natural disaster.
When the natural disaster comes, both the weapon and the body possessed by the Sanxian may be destroyed by the natural disaster. At this time, the Sanxian is the most vulnerable. Therefore, in order to prevent someone from taking advantage of the impending natural disaster, the Sanxian
When someone is in trouble, most of them will hide their whereabouts.
"Zhao Yuan, you can play by yourself, I'm sleepy." Tomorrow covered his mouth and yawned.
"Well, go ahead."
"By the way, your scabbard is too big and eye-catching. Besides, all the men of the Black-faced God know this knife. You might as well wrap it in cloth. There is a piece of cloth in my Sumeru Ring."
"What is a knife cloth?"
"It's a very special kind of fabric. It's very tough and not afraid of slight cuts. It's perfect for wrapping knives."
Tomorrow, he summoned a piece of gray cloth from the Sumeru Ring. The cloth looked very inconspicuous, but Zhao Yuan used a sharp black-backed long knife to cut it, but he couldn't cut it.
"This knife cloth is mainly used to cover the knife. It cannot be defended. It will break with a little force. However, it doesn't matter if it breaks. This knife cloth can be sewn repeatedly. Your needles and threads are just a spare. If it breaks, you can sew it up casually.
Just a few stitches."
"Thanks."
Zhao Yuan was immediately overjoyed. He took out the long black-backed sword from the scabbard and wrapped it in a knife cloth. Sure enough, although the long black-backed sword without the scabbard was still heavy, it felt much smaller visually.
When the black-faced god forged the black-backed long sword, he deliberately made the scabbard huge in order to intimidate his opponents, gain the upper hand, and cause huge psychological pressure to his opponents. However, he never dreamed that someone would actually lure him into it.
Throw away the proud scabbard, leaving only the long sword.
In the eyes of the black-faced god, the scabbard is part of the long sword.
In Zhao Yuan's eyes, the scabbard was useless, heavy, cumbersome, flashy, and too eye-catching.
Zhao Yuan carefully studied the way to wrap the knife cloth, and he must be able to untie the knife cloth as quickly as possible. After some research, Zhao Yuan finally figured out the fastest way to wrap the knife cloth, just gently pull the rope,
The cloth falls off immediately, which is faster than pulling it out of the scabbard. Moreover, if necessary and time is available, the knife and hand can be entangled to prevent the long knife from being knocked off during combat.
At dawn, Zhao Yuan, who had been struggling all night, thought of going to bed and lying down for a while.
"Sleep in the middle."
"..."
Zhao Yuan was just about to lie down outside with his clothes on, but Ming Ming lowered his voice and rushed him to sleep in the middle. It turned out that Ming Ming woke up at some time.
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