Chapter 956 The broken sword has no spirit, Gaba Gaba
When a person is in the gorge and looks up at the sky, there is only a thin line in the sky, which is nothing special. But is there really only a thin line?
What you see is only a thin line, or in other words, the sky shows only a thin line to the people in the gorge... But the sky will not change, it will always be high, always vast and vast, but it is obscured by that 'line', just like in front of Su Jing
The ink-colored aura attached to the broken sword was broken into seven pieces.
Under the almost imperceptible light aura, the true spirit of the Mohist family is as vast as the sea.
Really like the sea, but the frozen sleeping sea...
Xiao Xiangliu was cultivating in the far north, and Su Jing went to visit him. That place was a vast ocean. However, in a place that is thousands of miles away, there are three thousand feet of ice below the sea surface. The huge ice surface has been formed forever, and the ice surface has been accumulated for thousands of years.
It is covered with snow. If a mortal is unaware and is suddenly thrown here, they will only think that this is a cold continent, and they will only think that there is soil under the snow layer that is frozen as hard as iron.
What he thought was a cold continent was actually a sea.
Land and sea, soil and water, appear similar in extreme environments, but their essences are completely different.
The Broken Sword looks ordinary. Except for the simple style of the sword, there is nothing else. If a sophisticated cultivator makes a careful inspection, he may be able to find a little bit of black aura, but it is nothing more. The aura is too light.
, it will not hurt people at all, and it is amazing that it can infect a chicken and turn a three-yellow chicken into a black chicken; if done properly, it may be able to 'melt' the sleeping and frozen ink a little, and this method will be a great way to repair your home.
You will suffer a loss, and you will be infected by the ink color of 'waking up'... An ice and snow mountain is insignificant compared to the thousands of miles of frozen sea, but this mountain has melted. It is not a problem to drown a few people, Shentu Lingling
It was flooded, but fortunately he didn't die.
If the frozen sea thousands of miles away melts, how many people will drown?
Su Jing was horrified and shocked.
His ability to 'see through' the sword was certainly related to his cultivation, but the more important reason was that the sword infant Tu Wan was a natural enemy. As expected, he held the hilt of the broken sword in his hand and used the true knowledge of Yanghuo to examine the sword. However,
Soon a sword consciousness spread from Tu Wan's place. It entered the meridians from the cave and then entered the palm of his hand. It took over from Su Jing's fire consciousness and allowed him to see the truth.
After being surprised, I became confused, what kind of sword is this? Is it the weapon of the Mo giant spirit? Most likely. But it will definitely not be the magic weapon of ordinary giant spirits, Si Zhaotianli and his ilk. It is too simple. The broken sword is in
The hidden ink color is much more powerful than Tianli Sizhao's power. A three-year-old child cannot wield the Golden Urn Hammer of General Feihu. With the skills of those giant spirits, he simply cannot control this sword.
The master of the sword must be the leader of the demon army back then. But even so, this leader's cultivation level is still too astonishing.
Nowadays, Su Jing is the king of men. His abilities are far beyond what ordinary people or ordinary cultivators can imagine. However, he still has to compare himself with others. Compared with Mo Fifteen, Su Jing definitely wins. If compared with Brother Er Ming in his heyday, Su Jing
It's just a joke.
If compared to this sword... He can't even be considered a joke. People may be amused by a toad who overestimates his abilities, but he will never be amused by trivial dust and gravel.
"If the sword is so good, what will happen to the ink giant spirit who held the sword back then?" In the black stone cave, Su Jing's consciousness projection guarded the sleeping Bu Ting and said with a frown.
But soon his eyebrows relaxed again, and he said with a smile: "What can you do with love? Even if the sword is broken, what can a person do?"
Halfway through laughing, Su Jing suddenly thought of something again and gasped: "Lucky, lucky, lucky Master Shen didn't destroy the broken sword directly."
The ink is vast but sleeping, existing among the seven broken swords. If the sword is destroyed, the ink inside explodes and flies away from the mountain to bear the brunt of the damage. Su Jing cannot think of it and is too lazy to think about it: what should he do with the things that have not happened? , that’s not how a wealthy mind works.
With Su Jing's current level of cultivation, he still couldn't do it if he wanted to completely destroy the sword without letting the ink explode. But when playing with the broken sword, he didn't need to worry about being infected by it. He still knew the right measure.
After calming down and thinking, Su Jing carefully explored the broken sword and found nothing else, but another thought came to his mind. This sword was exactly the opposite of Tu Wan's.
Let’s not mention the relationship between enemies and mutual restraint, just talk about the encounter between two swords:
Tu Wan's sword body shattered, and the power in the sword was almost completely dissipated with the destruction of the long sword. Only the sword spirit 'Tu Wan' was able to 'survive', lingering and sleeping in a knife that could solve the problem of cattle, until it was introduced into his body by Su Jing. ; The broken sword is a sword that barely exists. It is broken, but it is still intact, with many pieces. The sword body is still there, and the huge power sealed in the sword is still there, but the sword spirit has been destroyed.
To put it less appropriately, Tu Wan, Broken Sword has two vicious blades. The former is a firecracker without a fuse, and the latter is a firecracker without a fuse.
Tu Wan was reincarnated and rebuilt in order to rebuild his "firecracker"; Can Jian did not have this chance. The black power will infect people's hearts, and no mortal, monster, cultivator or fierce ghost can withstand its erosion. However, Mo Se itself has no wisdom. Unless there is Mo Lingjing or Mo Giant Spirit presiding over it, it will be ineffective. Can Jian's current situation is just like a big firecracker, but it will never be able to repair its fuse in a lifetime.
Based on this calculation, Tu Wan is more ‘affordable’.
Things like thoughts always come one after another, and they have a certain sense of 'cause and effect'. The previous thought leads to the next thought, and one cause leads to an effect, and the next thought leads to a third thought, and one effect becomes a cause. ...Thinking of the firecrackers and fuses, Su Jingmeng thought of another thing - Can Jian, the firecracker, couldn't repair the fuse by himself, but what if it fell back into the hands of the giant Mo Ling?
With the same root and the same origin, fellow practitioners have the same strength. As long as the practice is complete, the sword can be recast and then a sword spirit can be refined and injected into the sword... By then, how many people in heaven and earth can use this sword? block!
This time it wasn't a breath of cold air, but a chill that went straight to Yintang from the bottom of my heart.
Fortunately, the broken sword is in my hand.
Just as he thought of this, the small world inside Su Jing's body suddenly shook. The sword spirit Tu Wan actually jumped out of his body and came to the big world. He raised his left hand and pointed towards the sword box, and swung his right hand to pat his belly. The sound of milk sounds like two words: "Gaba!"
Nascent Soul and the deity have a mind-to-heart connection, and Su Jing understood what he meant as soon as the little guy gestured. Su Jing's eyes widened: "You mean...this sword was slapped by you, was slapped by you?"
The blond boy nodded proudly.
But in the blink of an eye, his pride dissipated, he frowned and curled his lips in anger, switched his hands, patted the sword case with his left hand, pointed at himself with his right hand, and said: "Gaba!"
The action was really ridiculous, and the two squeaking sounds in succession made people laugh, but Su Jing couldn't laugh: "You were also squeaked by it?"
The blond boy nodded again, then rolled his eyes, and there was a sound of "dong dong dong". Tu Wan fell to the ground, his whole body trembling and his limbs twitching... Nascent Soul can't leave the master's body for too long, so Little Golden Crow can't help but have Yang Saburo Protecting each other, Su Qing could persist for a period of time. As long as he let go of Jie Yun, he could temporarily take shelter, but Tu Wan and Xiao Su Jing could not survive.
Su Jing quickly took him back into her body.
Su Jing has always known that Tu Wan was extraordinary, but he never really thought about how extraordinary Tu Wan's sword was when he was alive! He actually died with this 'Mo Sword'!
Tu Wan destroyed his body, Mo Jian lost his spirit, and both jade and stone were destroyed. It can even be said that Tu Wan won, because he was still alive, while Mo Jian left his body empty, and died cleanly.
As soon as he returned to his old nest, Tu Wan immediately became energetic again, and a message from his mind conveyed to the deity: I am practicing, don't move.
It's not that Su Jing is not allowed to move, it's that he is asked not to touch the sword for a while.
The three corpses, the monk, Tu Wan... some were confused, some were confused, and some were disobedient, but they would never harm Su Jing at any time. Su Jing listened to his childhood instructions and put away the sword box while thinking at the same time. , and in an instant three dwarfs jumped out from behind: "When did you call me brother? I am practicing. You are the one causing trouble."
When Su Jing took the sword from the sinking river, he didn't take the broken sword seriously. He just wanted to return to Moye quickly, so he didn't ask much about the origin of the long sword. He called the three corpses this time to invite them to leave. Shan, ask about the origin of the broken sword.
Akame frowned: "This is such a small thing, but we have to trouble our friends. Su Jing, you are killing a chicken with a butcher's knife."
Nianhua agreed with Akame's meaning but disagreed with his statement. She shook her head and said, "No, use a dragon-slaying knife to pick your teeth!"
After all, Lei Dong was the boss, and he had a long-term perspective and said to the two brothers: "It's better to ask us to spread the word than to ask you and me to help fight to the death."
Sure enough, this is the truth. The most valuable thing in being a human being is contentment. With his eyes turned from resentment to joy, they all said "Thank you" to Su Jingdao and followed Lei Dong back happily.
Not long after, Fan Qiao from the Lishan Yanghuo Dojo brought Fairy Bucheng and Wushuang Xijia across the border to visit the Master, and at the same time brought back the news of the broken sword. As long as the treasures entered the warehouse, all the treasures can be traced, but the origin of this sword is recorded Very little.
The Broken Sword was accidentally obtained by Qiu Kui, the Third Patriarch of Lishan, when he was traveling in the south sixty years ago. The Third Patriarch felt that the sword had hidden mysteries, so he brought it back to the sect and temporarily sealed it in the treasury, leaving it to be carefully considered during his leisure time. , but I don’t know that the Third Patriarch was too busy later and concentrated on practicing, and never asked about this sword again.
Not only Lishan, but in every decent sect, there are ancient objects with similar origins such as the Broken Sword. When a foreign cultivator found this object, he planned to study it on a whim and bring it back to the sect, but after putting it away for a while, he forgot about it or maybe I lost interest and stopped asking.
The origin was limited and could not be investigated. Su Jing temporarily gave up the idea of continuing to investigate. Four minds drove fire to refine the four spiritual mountains. He opened the silk thread and looked for some Golden Crow fighting techniques suitable for his practice. He looked through the Li Shan Qing Leng sword manual, as well as the unparalleled spells and the Heavenly Demon Sutra passed down to him by Jin Ling Tian. He didn’t necessarily have to practice everything, but he wanted to do more detailed techniques. They confirm each other, which is of great benefit to his practice and fighting.
In this way, thirty years later, the sun hanging high in the sky has changed from a 'pinhole' to a 'nail in the sky', expanding several times. Su Jing, who was sitting on the ground without moving for a while, suddenly raised his eyebrows and beamed with joy. Yingying, immediately two strange sounds bloomed from his body!
There was a thunderous sound from the sky; a sound of swords soared into the sky. The two sounds were mixed together, fierce and sharp, but they turned into boundless shrillness. The sound came from Su Jing's body and shocked the world! (To be continued...)