"Celestial Dragon Stick, Divine Sovereign Sword, Seven Immortals Soul-Sealing Chain, Demon-Slaying Whip, Linglong Hao,... Winged Sky Clothes, Laojun Canopy, Divine Robe of Transforming Violence, and Infinite Armor!"
Siyu's spiritual sense swept through the weapons floating in Zifu, and the weapons after consecration were full of precious light. Siyu's secret information must have stimulated the potential of these weapons after recognizing their owners, so that they consecrated themselves.
Siyu admired the weapons in front of him with joy. Judging from the halo emitted by these weapons and the huge fluctuations of spiritual power contained in them, these weapons can be called magic weapons. At the same time, along with the information about these magic weapons
It is also constantly enriching Siyu's brain. The emotions contained in each weapon are also spread at the same time. In Siyu's Zifu, there are a variety of mixed emotions for a while.
Withdrawing his gaze and condensing his spiritual consciousness, Siyu carefully separated out nine strands of spiritual consciousness and slowly explored the nine magic weapons in front of him. This method was also given to him by his grandfather.
Siyu remembered that his grandfather once said to himself: If you want to fully integrate a weapon, you must understand them with your heart and accept them. Only if you feel them with your heart can you finally own them and make them truly and sincerely for you.
war.
This sentence was said by Ximen Chen to Siyu before he entered the retreat in Wanjianchi. Because of this, Siyu's retreat in Wanjianchi seemed much easier. At the same time, his communication and understanding of weapons were improved.
It has also improved a lot.
Just like this, it is extremely dangerous to perceive nine weapons at the same time. The reason why masters of cultivation only focus on one weapon is because weapons are like practicing martial arts, seeking refinement rather than quantity.
Some cultivation masters know that in fact, you cannot completely own a weapon by dripping blood to recognize its master. The more powerful the magic weapon, the stronger the awareness of choosing its master. Even if you forcefully confess your master by dripping blood, the weapon itself will not recognize you, and you will still
This weapon cannot be used to its maximum power.
There are two ways to make the weapon proactively recognize its owner: First, you have enough strength to recover it. This situation can generally be ignored, because not many cultivators are willing to risk their lives to get a good weapon. However, it can be recovered through force.
The weapons they use are often weapons that are similar to their own level and not very powerful. Just like a child can only pick up a watermelon knife, but cannot pick up a killing sword.
But in battles between cultivators of the same level, those with good weapons are often the final winners. Therefore, some people would rather get a good weapon that has not been fully recovered than an ordinary weapon that suits them.
The second is to be able to conquer this weapon with your own mind. This possibility is even lower. All weapons that can be called divine weapons have souls, and these souls have very bad tempers. If they don't like them,
People will never surrender. Therefore, when a master obtains a certain magic weapon by chance, he will abandon all his weapons and place all his attention on this magic weapon, hoping that one day he will be able to defeat others.
The soldiers united into one, and from then on they reached the pinnacle of martial arts cultivation.
Over time, an unwritten rule has been developed in the world of cultivation: only one weapon is required.
But Siyu is an alien, an absolute alien.
Because of the will he has honed since childhood, coupled with his soul cultivation that surpasses ordinary people, Siyu has the conditions to conquer these stubborn magic weapons through his mind.
Furthermore, after going through this period of training in Wanjianchi, Siyu's understanding of weapons has reached a new level, especially swords. Therefore, this kind of understanding of weapons can allow him to regain these magical weapons.
Avoid taking some detours in the process.
Of course, even so, recovering nine magic weapons at the same time is still a dangerous task. During the fusion process, as long as there is a slight disagreement with a certain magic weapon, all the balance will be disrupted, resulting in
The anti-master of the divine soldiers.
Siyu has already recognized these magical weapons as their masters and formed a preliminary master-servant relationship. However, before completely conquering these magical weapons, they can still have the right to rebel against their masters. Ordinary weapons will not rebel against their masters easily, but this
It does not mean that all weapons will not turn against their master. Once a weapon turns against its owner, the owner who recovers the weapon will definitely suffer heavy losses, lose all his skills, and be completely exterminated.
But Siyu didn't know this. As a newborn calf, he was not afraid of tigers, so he was doing all this with his own instinct. Fortunately, Siyu not only had the talent to recover weapons, but also had a perverted Dantian.
At this moment, Siyu is carefully controlling the nine separate strands of spiritual consciousness. From these nine strands of spiritual consciousness, nine different emotions are transmitted. Siyu carefully handles these nine strands of emotion, trying to use his own
The mind embraces them.
Everything was going on in a tight and orderly manner, and the emotions transmitted from the nine spiritual consciousness made Siyu more and more shocked. It is impossible to describe what kind of unparalleled and unfeeling it was.
Siyu indulged in these feelings, and countless fantasies squeezed into his mind. In the hesitation, Siyu seemed to see the mountains and rivers flowing backward, just for a stick against heaven; a hundred chains pursue love, and blood feud cannot be pursued; a gentleman wields his sword,
Resolutely cut off the love affair; the demon-killing whip flew away, wielding thousands of deadly truths; Linglong was addicted to evil, killing all the people's hearts and ending up in panic...
Every magic weapon is a story and has a kind of emotion. This kind of emotion is either imprinted by the master in the previous life, or it is recorded by these magic weapons themselves. In short, every scene is clearly and profoundly squeezed into it.
into Siyu's mind.
Such a huge amount of information, such a strong emotional destination, suddenly poured into Siyu's mind. The sudden increase in mental pressure seemed to fall from the sky, pressing on Siyu's soul.
Because of the differences and contradictions in feelings, Siyu suffered from the squeeze of his soul. This completely different emotion; this unparalleled emotion. It is not something that Siyu at his age can understand and understand.
Therefore, after Siyu boldly accepted these feelings, his whole body was like a small rubber ball, which was quickly expanded by these feelings that he could not absorb and digest. Various information was still running around in his mind, and his soul was being tug-of-war by the nine emotions.
Looking at it, it seems that it has reached the edge of collapse.
At this critical moment, the little Nascent Soul who had been entrenched in the Zi Mansion changed. The Nascent Soul, who looked the same as Siyu, suddenly opened his eyes wide, with a trace of blue in his eyes.
The blue light became more and more intense, and the little man's eyes quickly turned into two blue light sources, which was extremely strange.
The weird blue light quickly divided into nine strands, shot out from the eyes of the little Nascent Soul, and hit the nine magic weapons floating in the Zi Mansion.
Because of the addition of this strange blue light, the nine magic weapons suddenly began to tremble violently, and a long and mournful cry came from each magic weapon. The halo was all around, and they all seemed to be fighting against the blue light.
, reluctantly resisted.
Siyu's spiritual consciousness was shaken, and the balance that had just been formed was interrupted in an instant. The chaotic emotions suddenly started to fly, driving the energy in Siyu's body and rapidly impacting his body's energy, making the situation worse.
Siyu, who was in trance, had his eyebrows furrowed tightly and his face was pale. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans slowly seeped out from his forehead. They were shining brightly and highlighted Siyu's crooked face.
Because of the chaotic energy in the body, the capillaries on Siyu's body surface were broken in various ways, and blood seeped out from the pores, staining Siyu's skin red.
Xiao San anxiously stood in front of Si Yu, not daring to disturb Si Yu at this moment. However, feeling the increasingly chaotic Qi in Si Yu's body and his gradually weakening physiological condition, Xiao San's two nostrils kept spurting out impatience.
of air column.
During the crisis, the mistress suddenly threw her legs up in the air, exposing her fat belly.
"Hmm...cow!"
Xiaosan closed her eyes tightly, her mouth was half-slit, her face turned red, and her whole body was trembling rhythmically. Suddenly, a golden halo lit up on Xiaosan's abdomen. Before the halo dissipated, one of the breasts on Xiaosan's abdomen quickly
If Siyu could see Xiao San's movements now, he would be extremely surprised. Because this movement is so familiar. Xiao San had also done this when he went crazy in the unknown forest. A drop of white squeezed out of her breasts.
The liquid killed more than a hundred tiger spirits in the out-of-body stage.
The swollen breasts were round and hung on Xiaosan's belly, "Hmm...cow..." Xiaosan closed her eyes tightly, and even the corners of her mouth began to twitch, like a patient suffering from constipation, Xiaosan kept making howling sounds.
With Xiaosan's efforts, the halo on the swollen breasts spread, and a drop of golden liquid finally squeezed out of Xiaosan's breasts and fell into the air.
What is very strange is that the drop of golden liquid did not drip to the ground, but floated quietly in front of Xiao San. The fat all over Xiao San's body loosened, he sighed, turned over and got up, Xiao San carefully controlled the situation in front of him
The drop of golden liquid slowly flowed into Siyu's dry lips.