The elf seems to have returned to his hometown, floating in the ice room.
This ice room is not very big. There is an ice platform completely made of ice crystals in the center of the ice stone. On the ice platform, half of the stone sword is suspended in the void. The reason why it is said to be half is because it is a broken sword.
The sword. The stone sword was broken, and the tip of the sword had been chipped off.
But the stone sword exudes an air of vicissitudes of life and is majestic in ancient times.
The elf flew to the side of the stone sword, with a pair of big and smart eyes forming a crescent shape. He stretched out his small hand to caress the stone sword, and then the blue light flashed and disappeared into the stone sword. At this moment, the stone sword seemed to be alive, and it buzzed softly.
It roared, then left the ice platform with a whoosh and flew up.
The stone sword is very naughty, flying back and forth in the ice room, drawing circles, or twisting in irregular arcs.
On the sword body, the face of the elf appeared, looking at Zhuge Buliang with a smile.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang was convinced that this little thing was a sword spirit, and it was the sword spirit of the broken stone sword in front of him.
"Little one, come here and let me see this sword." Zhuge Buliang was convinced that the little guy had a good impression of him, so he tried to talk to the little guy.
Sure enough, the stone sword flew in front of Zhuge Buliang, and the little sword spirit flew out of the stone sword, transformed into a child, and looked at him curiously.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the stone sword. The stone sword was in dilapidated condition. There were dense cracks on the sword body, and it seemed that it could break at any time.
Zhuge Buliang took hold of the stone sword and suddenly felt a shocking sword intent coming from the stone sword, which was frightening and heart-wrenching. This sword intent was too powerful. Zhuge Buliang had a feeling that if he struck out a sword at this moment,
The sword, it is very likely that even the entire ice stone or the iceberg will be destroyed by the sight.
"Squeak~~" The little sword spirit pointed at the stone sword, and then pointed at himself, as if to tell him that this thing belonged to him.
Zhuge Buliang was amused, and handed the stone sword back to the little sword spirit. The little guy flashed into the stone sword, and the stone sword was given life again, turning flexibly in mid-air.
At this time, Zhuge Buliang discovered that there seemed to be something behind the ice platform. He turned around the stone platform and was surprised to find that there was an ancient well here. The mouth of the ancient well was sealed by a black stone. However, it was difficult to suppress the ancient well.
The majestic essence of heaven and earth overflows from it.
"Such a rich essence of heaven and earth. Could it be that there is a spiritual vein under the ancient well?" Zhuge Buliang walked to the edge of the ancient well. He tried to push the black stone that was sealed on the ancient well a few times. Only to find that this was the size of a millstone.
The black stone is as heavy as a mountain and difficult to shake.
"Zhizhi~~" The little sword spirit flew over, and its weak body sat on the stone sword. It shook its head at Zhuge Buliang, as if it didn't want Zhuge Buliang to touch the ancient well.
Zhuge Buliang stepped aside, but he did not give up. Since he could not push the black rock, Zhuge Buliang luckily penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness.
White light flashed between Zhuge Buliang's brows, and his consciousness rushed towards the ancient well. However, when his consciousness hit the black stone surface, it was like encountering a copper wall and it was difficult to penetrate.
The white light between Zhuge Buliang's brows became brighter, and his consciousness condensed into a sharp sword, trying to penetrate into the black stone. The sharp sword formed from his consciousness was sharpened bit by bit. Although it was very slow, his consciousness penetrated.
Entering. Zhuge Buliang's confidence increased greatly, and the sharp sword of his spiritual consciousness penetrated, as if he was walking in a swamp.
He once took two Thoreau fruits, and his spiritual consciousness was enhanced several times. But the black stone was extremely weird. Zhuge Buliang was surprised to find that this black stone seemed to be able to swallow his spiritual consciousness, and the sharp sword turned into it was exactly the same.
Being worn away bit by bit.
"Enter!"
Zhuge Buliang gritted his teeth, his consciousness increased greatly, and his sharp sword of consciousness pierced the black stone, penetrating in bit by bit.
Fortunately, the little sword spirit didn't stop him. It sat on the stone sword, holding its chin, and looked at Zhuge Buliang curiously.
Three hours later, Zhuge Buliang was sweating profusely. Finally, his spiritual consciousness finally passed through the black stone and entered the ancient well.
The eye is filled with a golden color, and the rich essence of heaven and earth is almost substantive, thus carrying a majestic and majestic atmosphere.