Chapter 111: The Gun Waiting for Ten Thousand Years
If it was so important, why it had been deposited here for ten thousand years was something he couldn't figure out.
Feng Siran smiled bitterly, with some complicated emotions in his eyes, then looked at him and said: "Because only its owner is qualified to touch it, we cannot touch this gun."
"For thousands of years, we have been waiting for its owner to appear, both humans and guns."
Lin Xiuran fell silent. For some reason, he did not dare to meet Feng Siran's gaze, so he could only continue to focus on the entire gun.
Feng Siran also looked at the gun at this time and continued to explain: "It is because of the killing power of this gun that the entire canyon became like this. Originally, this area was also a part of the forest and a plain."
"But when this gun fell here, this huge crack appeared, which evolved into a canyon. At the beginning, there was still some vegetation and water sources that could be retained. But now, almost nothing is left."
Lin Xiuran didn't expect that a gun would have such power, even if it was placed here, it could have such great power.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think about how terrifying this gun would be if it were used by someone.
But this led to other problems. Lin Xiuran asked: "So, since this gun is so powerful, why is it okay for us to be so close?"
Feng Siran chuckled: "The guardian spirit beast here has a cultivation level of at least 200,000 years. Do you know why?"
"Is it just because of the power here?" Lin Xiuran was very confused. If that was the case, then why was he okay?
Feng Siran explained: "I am not affected because of the barrier of soul power."
"As for you, if it doesn't even recognize its master, it doesn't deserve to be called the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Spear."
"Is it because of blood again?" Lin Xiuran quickly extracted the key information from the other party's words.
It seems that because of his bloodline, maybe they are connected by blood, so this gun recognized him as its owner.
Feng Siran smiled and said nothing, but said after a while: "Now you can try to pick up this gun."
Lin Xiuran looked at her and said with some doubt: "Shall I pick up this gun?"
"What, you don't want to? It's yours to pick it up." Feng Siran continued.
Lin Xiuran was speechless for a moment. How could he not want such a powerful weapon? The other party's intention was obviously to give it to him. But just because of his bloodline, the entire Beast King Palace was too kind to him.
This made him a little confused.
But since the fact has already happened, it's hard for him to say anything. After all, this is a great benefit to him.
Lin Xiuran took a few steps forward and came to a position close to the stone pillar. The five-color wings behind him unfolded and flew to the position above the stone pillar in an instant.
In fact, the stone pillar itself is not very high, only two meters, but Lin Xiuran always felt that it needed a sense of ritual, so he summoned the wings.
He walked slowly to the front, stood in front of the gun covered in thick loess dust, and looked at it intently.
For some reason, Lin Xiuran also felt the other party's call at this time. This feeling came from his blood.
This gun resonates with his bloodline. This gun is really special, although Lin Xiuran doesn't know the specific power and function of this gun now.
However, now he is extremely eager to pick up this gun, and this has nothing to do with whether the gun is powerful or not. Simply because of the strong desire that comes from the depths of his blood, nothing more. Lin Xiuran couldn't help but put his hand on the top of the spear. At the same time, the nine-colored light gradually converged from the palm of his hand towards the entire spear.
With the injection of light, suddenly, the entire spear sealed by the thick soil began to tremble violently. As it trembled, the entire canyon began to shake violently.
Bursts of light gradually rushed out from the inside of the spear, and the entire soil layer gradually exuded light of various colors.
Lin Xiuran's body and mind seemed to resonate with this gun at this time.
At this moment, more and more light seeped out of the soil, and gradually even completely covered the entire soil.
This ray of light expanded the moment it came into contact with the blood power in Lin Xiuran's body, and a ray of light of various colors instantly enveloped the entire canyon.
The canyon shrouded in nine-colored light almost swelled up again in the next moment, and a high-pitched phoenix cry resounded throughout the entire small world where the Beast King Palace was located.
In the sky, a decisive spear intent suddenly arose. That spear intent went straight to the heart of everyone or the soul beast. It was overbearing and also incomparable.
At the moment when this breath appeared, the ultimate power reached its maximum, which was the moment when it reached its peak.
Then, the light slowly began to extinguish, gradually shrank, and finally converged to a point.
Lin Xiuran looked at the spear shrouded in colorful light in his hand, and slowly turned into a spear.
In the mysterious nine-color halo, this nine-color spear gradually revealed its figure.
The whole body of the gun shines with brilliant and fantastic nine-color light, and each color seems to contain a unique power. Nine colors are intertwined and blended together to form a beautiful picture on the gun body.
The tip of the spear was extremely sharp and shone with a cold light, as if it could easily pierce through any obstacle. The barrel of the gun is slender and straight, with exquisite and ancient patterns carved on it, which seems to tell the story of the years it has experienced.
Feeling the spear in his hand, the powerful and shocking power was enough to frighten Lin Xiuran.
This force is not only powerful, but also very comfortable. This comfort seems to come from itself. This gun should be one with him, and now it is finally one, so it feels comfortable.
This kind of transparent comfort made Lin Xiuran feel much better. He was about to wave a few times, but then he felt a sense of emptiness in his body.
It was as if all his strength had been drained out in an instant. Lin Xiuran was about to collapse, and finally managed to press his gun to the ground.
"Be united in your thoughts and take them into your spiritual sea."
"Take it in."
The voices of Feng Siran and Gu Yuena sounded at the same time, one from the inside and the other from the outside.
Lin Xiuran also realized that it was probably because of the gun that caused his weakness, so he immediately followed the instructions the next moment.
His mental power has always been very good, and there are two figures sitting in the spiritual sea, so he quickly successfully put the gun into the spiritual sea.
At this time, I felt that my body was no longer exhausted, and the power inside my body was continuously recovering.
(End of chapter)