Chapter 108 The First Spiritual Weapon
His name is Evil Qilin.
The emperor has four major families, Xie, He, Zhang and Liu.
Xie Qilin is the only child of the Xie family, the crown prince of Beijing.
In these years, I have not only learned Buddhist philosophy from the old host.
He learned a lot about the various skills of the old host.
For example, the entrance to the fourth floor of the tomb was found through gold touching.
The art of touching gold is the way to find tombs and caves.
Xie Qilin looked at the three-meter-tall eight-foot bride in front of him without any fear at all.
He murmured:
"Master said that I am destined to be a ghost.
After my seventeenth birthday, I will be able to soar into the sky.
Is this what it means?
Or it will be bitter. Practice life and die peacefully.
Or live a life of violence, and you will not die well. ”
The Bachi bride sobbed, crouched slightly, and asked expectantly:
"Mr., have you come to take me home?"
Even though the Bachi bride was half-crouching, Half a head taller than the evil unicorn.
Xie Qilin nodded slightly, curved the corner of his mouth, and reached out to touch the face of the eight-foot bride:
"Yes, I took you home, Nuanyan."
Warm Smoke, that should be the name.
He believed what the master said.
But what is the difference between practicing hard and being a monk all your life, and dying?
The eight-foot bride was very excited, her tall body was shaking and she was crying.
Xie Qilin said softly:
"Since you are my wife, can you do me a favor?"
The eight-foot bride nodded repeatedly.
Xie Qilin looked at the entrance where Lilith left, and his eyes became cold:
"Kill that woman for me."
The Eight-Child Bride hesitated for a moment:< br>
"The slave family should listen to your husband's words.
It's just... The slave family has just woken up, and his soul is unstable.
If he can't replenish his mental strength immediately, the slave family may never see the husband again.
If the husband insists on killing her, the slave family will do it.”
Xie Qilin was stunned.
If she doesn’t replenish her mental strength immediately, will the Eight-foot Bride die?
That is absolutely not possible!
He quickly said:
"Then replenish your mental power first.
How should you replenish it? Do you need my help?
I have some skills in the world.
No matter how expensive it is, I can buy it. "
The eight-foot bride was moved and said:
"Thank you very much for your love.
It’s just that spiritual power cannot be replenished by ordinary objects.
There are many monsters on it, and their souls are the best tonic for the slave family.
After the slave family eats up their souls, the slave family can kill everyone they want to kill for the sake of their husband! "
After saying this, the eight-foot bride turned into red smoke and got into an oil-paper umbrella.
Xie Qilin picked up the oil-paper umbrella, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more prosperous:
< br>"Then let's go, madam. ”
At this point, the first demon after the revival of spiritual energy, the layman Zhenghua, was born.
. . . . . . .
In the tomb on the fourth floor, only Mo Yulin's body was left lying there alone.
After an unknown amount of time, a shadow stood up from the corpse.
That is Mo Yulin’s soul.
Mo Yulin's soul was floating aimlessly in the ancient tomb, his old face expressionless, muttering:
"Cultivation to immortality, cultivation to immortality, cultivation to immortality..."
Mo Yulin's biggest obsession is cultivating immortality.
Because of such a strong obsession, Mo Yulin's soul became as alien as the Eight-foot Bride.
Alien with partial consciousness.
Unlike the Eight-foot Bride, Mo Yulin's soul does not have an umbrella as a residence.
Without physical protection, over time, Mo Yulin's soul will become the same as an ordinary soul and become an ordinary spirit body.
“Alas!”
A sigh came from the ancient tomb.
I don’t know when a huge peach tree appeared in the corner.
In the shadow of the peach tree, a figure walked out. He was wearing a black suit, a black windbreaker, and a round hat.
Mo Yulin looked at Li Yang blankly:
"Cultivation to immortality, cultivation of immortality..."
Li Yang looked at him indifferently and said ：
"The next era will be really boring without you."
Mo Yulin received the least resources, which was just a peach.
But he was able to become the best among the second-tier extraordinary beings, and was recognized by Zhang Xiaoyi and Wuxin Little Monkey.
An out-and-out genius, who knows how far he can go?
The era without Mo Yulin was indeed a bit boring.
Of course, without Li Yang, there would be no extraordinary era to come.
As the founder of this era, he was very optimistic about Mo Yulin, so he planned to help him.
By the way, do an experiment.
Li Yang has always wanted to make a spiritual weapon.
For example, like the fairy sword in the movie, if you chant the formula, you can fly with the sword.
He never succeeded.
The Eight-foot Bride brought him some inspiration. Mo Yulin, who was of the same species as the Eight-foot Bride, was the best test subject.
Li Yang picked up an ancient ring from the Tang Dynasty in the tomb.
Black runes appeared in his eyes, and black flames burned.
The power of the soul leaves its imprint on the ancient rings of the Tang Dynasty.
"Assimilation... Symbiosis..."
Li Yang muttered to himself, and suddenly stretched out a hand towards Mo Yulin.
Mo Yulin shuddered, turning into white smoke and pouring into the ancient ring of the Tang Dynasty.
"Successful?"
Li Yang could feel the mental power fluctuations in the ring.
In the conception, the spiritual weapon has combat power comparable to that of a thermal weapon.
For example, it can create flames, water flow, wind blades, etc.
But this ring does not.
Because Mo Yulin doesn't know those things.
He is just a genius who can precisely control his mental power and has extremely high understanding.
If it is Zhang Xiaoyi's soul, then this ring must be able to control thunder and lightning.
The only special thing about this ring is that it floats.
It also has little combat effectiveness because it is not a sword.
Li Yang murmured:
“We have successfully created a floating spiritual weapon ring.
In the future, when creating spiritual weapons, the ideas will be broader. "
He looked at the ring and said:
"I will help you here to ensure that the consciousness in your soul will not dissipate.
I wonder if you can still surprise me. ”
Li Yang handed the ring to the human true tree:
"Send him out of the ancient tomb."
The original human tree asked respectfully:
"Send him to where?"
Li Yang said indifferently:
"Whatever."
. . . . . .
Imperial Capital.
The deep courtyard surrounded by high walls has well-proportioned pavilions and pavilions, and winding corridors connecting independent courtyards.
Beside the house number outside this Chinese-style manor, it says 'Private courtyard, no one allowed to enter. ’
The word ‘Jinfu’ is written on the door plaque.
In fact, the host’s surname is Xie.
It is said that the ancestor of the Xie family was a prince.
Due to the abolition of the imperial system, the prince became lonely and his surname became ‘Jin’.
Due to some changes later, the descendants of the prince changed their surname to Xie.
The Xie family is very proud. It is rare and valuable that the descendants can still have such a family fortune after several times have changed.
If there is any place where housing prices can be compared with Nanhai, Imperial Capital is definitely one.
Ordinary people don’t know how many lifetimes they have to work to buy a toilet in an evil house.
Of course, the location of the Chinese-style manor of the Xie family may not be possible just by having money.
The vermilion door opened, and a young man was pushed by the security guard and fell out.
The young man has blond hair, earrings, and the word "righteousness" on his arm.
A slutty, proper street gangster.
The young man climbed up and said angrily:
"Let Jiaojiao come out and explain it to me!"
(End of this chapter)