Chapter 27 27. Spiritual Weapon Space
There is no special feeling when the soul passes through the gate of the world.
As he closed and opened his eyes, he found himself on a high formation platform. He looked up and saw that the long-lost crown of the World Tree blocked the sky and the sun.
The pale dragon with only its skeleton raised its majestic head, and its bony trunk was embedded in the center of the tree trunk. While the eternal blue fire was lingering, the star-skirted dragon girl with soft gray hair was still half-closed. His eyes fell asleep on the throne of God.
“Gudong——”
Xia Feng swallowed subconsciously, and the hunger that had been extinguished for a long time rose again.
[Activity remaining: 5 days and 6 hours]
The upper limit of a single swallow for a first-level spiritual master is seven days. After seven days, you will feel full and can no longer eat. The cooling time is one day, which means he can come and eat every other day.
Whoosh——
Noticing the movement, the black crow on the branch suddenly opened its eyes, and its beak made a familiar and familiar sound with a smile,
"Human little brat, I didn't expect you to come here so quickly~"
Dong dong! Boom, boom, boom! The rapidly beating heart was like a wild horse running wild, Xia Feng covered his chest and looked at the woman on the throne, breathing slightly.
It seemed that after eating something delicious once, he became even more greedy and had some taste for food.
Thinking about it, he stepped forward and was about to step forward.
Seeing Xia Feng being so excited, Black Crow said helplessly: "It seems that you are really eager to unblock psychic powers. Anyway, come forward and I will teach you how to communicate the power of psychic powers."
"." Xia Feng paused, and forced his eyes away from Miss Evil Dragon. He raised his eyes to look at Black Crow, his eyes twitching slightly.
What a rip-off. Can’t you just let me eat before I study?
Considering that it would not be appropriate to reveal too much desire for evil, he suppressed his desire, nodded helplessly, and let's talk about the spiritual solution first.
Ling Jie, the full name is soul unsealing, also known as psychic unsealing.
It means that everyone's soul contains mysterious spiritual power. Only by liberating it through special methods and gathering it to form a "spiritual weapon" can we use this spiritual power from the depths of the soul.
Because of this, even ordinary people may awaken spiritual weapons, but the probability is relatively low.
And if ordinary people can really awaken the spiritual weapon, and if the spiritual weapon works well, they might be able to directly defeat the trainee spiritual master, or even the first-level spiritual master!
For this reason, spiritual weapons are very important to a spiritual master. They are an excellent way to actually improve combat effectiveness without having to study the structure of spiritual objects assiduously.
Of course, spiritual clothes are divided into levels, and spiritual weapons naturally have different levels.
And like Lingyi, there are six levels from low to high: N, D, C, B, A, and S.
Level N is the worst, but can be very strong in some areas.
For example, the ‘Chef God Gloves’, any food made with these gloves can taste the sweetness of chocolate even if it is shit.
It is said that this chef god first appeared on a variety show, and successfully broke out of the industry with his famous dish "Pig Intestine with Original Flavor" and became an Internet celebrity.
Another example is the 'non-sleeping glasses', which can never sleep and keep you energetic by wearing them, and the 'slimming belt', which can never gain weight but can only lose weight
And when it comes to D level, There will be some spiritual weapons that are useful in battle, but they are only useful and still cannot determine the direction of the battle.
Only spiritual weapons that reach C level and above will have some strange spiritual weapons that can directly subvert the battle situation and allow low-level spiritual masters to cross-level and kill high-level spiritual masters.
“Under normal circumstances, there are two situations under which the spiritual weapon can be awakened.”
The black crow stood on the branch and explained: “First, when the mood fluctuates violently, and secondly, , the moment death comes. In both cases, it is possible to sense the "spiritual weapon" and release it, but it depends on luck.
Some ordinary people can awaken C-level spiritual weapons. Some spiritual masters who have reached the third level or even the super level cannot sense their own spiritual weapons."
"Ms. Black Crow, I understand what you are saying. Can you tell me the conclusion directly? Why did you say you could before? 100% help me achieve spiritual enlightenment? ”
Black Crow chuckled and said: "Of course it's because my spiritual weapon - 'Spiritual Weapon Space', is used to help people awaken the spiritual power hidden deep in the self."
"Ah this .”
Use the spiritual weapon to awaken the spiritual weapon. This is definitely a magical weapon!
“I would like to ask, what is the level of your spiritual weapon?”
“A level.”
Xia Feng's eyes lit up: "Is it easy to awaken to Level A?"
"What do you think?" Black Crow rolled his eyes in a very humane way.
"Human little brat, I advise you not to have too much hope. According to my experience of helping so many humans awaken spiritual weapons, even if you are extremely lucky, you will only be C-level at best. B-level is just a dream. As for the A-level, don’t even think about it!”
“Do you want to hit people like this?” Xia Feng muttered and continued to ask boldly, “What about the S-level?”
"?" A question mark seemed to light up on Black Crow's forehead, and the confused Youtong seemed to be saying, are you kidding me? Such a dare.
"Let me tell you this, I have helped countless humans and even other races. There are indeed a few A-level ones, but there are still zero S-level ones."
"Okay."
< br>Xia Feng probably understood that level A is equivalent to the SSR card in the card game, and level S is the UR card. There are only a few UR cards in the whole game, and it takes hundreds of thousands of years of Yangshou to draw them. Change.
According to his unlucky past of never being able to draw SSR cards when playing games, he only hopes to awaken a B-level spiritual weapon.
Well, no, C-level! Xia Feng clasped his hands together and prayed: "Just a C-level spiritual weapon!"
"You understand. If you understand, then raise your head and look into my eyes."
Xia Feng looked up according to the words, and saw Ms. Black Crow's deep gray pupils lit up with dots of golden fragments. , the bird's beak opened slightly:
"After entering the spiritual weapon space, defeat your spiritual weapon incarnation, and you will gain spiritual power."
"Huh?" Xia Feng was surprised. , everyone was dumbfounded, "Can't you 100% help me awaken?"
Ms. Black Crow's gray eyes seemed to be smiling: "If you can't defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, you can't leave the spiritual weapon space. And If you win, you will naturally be 100% awakened~”
"Hiss!! Why didn't you tell me earlier -" the voice stopped abruptly.
“Heh~~~” Qingshu Yujie’s laughter seemed to be a little proud of her success in teasing her.
As the world was spinning, Xia Feng felt her joking voice getting farther and farther away, "Don't worry, people who die in the spiritual weapon space will be resurrected. Also, after ten hours in the spiritual weapon space, only one will pass outside. Hours. Go ahead. Although different people’s spiritual weapon incarnations have different tests, I believe you won’t be able to awaken the spiritual weapon for hundreds of years. Come on~~”
唰——
< br>Dazzling light poured into his eyes and quickly faded away, Xia Feng squinted his eyes.
The world is completely white.
There is only a layer of clear water that can't be reached under the feet, extending infinitely in all directions, with no end in sight.
Pa-ta-ta-ta--
Xia Feng stepped on the water and took a few steps forward. The clear figure printed on the water surface twisted and collapsed.
He looked around. This spiritual space seemed boundless and eerily silent.
Black Crow Lady Stinky Crow said she wanted to defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, but where is the incarnation?
"Hey, is there anyone?" he shouted.
As he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared in the water under his feet. Xia Feng noticed something was wrong and subconsciously stepped back, only to find that the reflection under the water actually stayed in place and did not move with him.
Before he could react, the two square meters of water turned over at 90 degrees, like an ultra-clear water mirror made of clear water, standing quietly in front of Xia Feng.
Xia Feng frowned and stared at himself in the mirror, their eyes facing each other.
In the vast world, Xia Feng stared at himself like this for a full three minutes. Suddenly, the corners of his lips in the mirror quirked up strangely: "You are so interesting~"
Xia Feng blinked and nodded with satisfaction: "Yeah, I think so too."
"Well, you are not only interesting, but also handsome~"
"Yeah, yeah!" Xia Feng nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of me, I am discerning!"
The person in the mirror was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up and grinned: "As expected of me, I am narcissistic~"
"Who are you scolding?" Xia Feng couldn't help but frown.
“I scold myself, do you have any objections?” The person in the mirror raised his chin, looking arrogant and ready to be beaten, “I’m just a bad guy!”
“You damn— —" Xia Feng suddenly drew his sword and raised his stance. Three terrifying waves of blood hit the face of the person in the mirror. Bang! !
The broken mirror turned into water droplets and splashed out, creating countless ripples on the water.
“Is this me? I really don’t follow martial ethics.”
A cold snort came from behind. Xia Feng turned around and saw another water mirror standing five meters away. "Is this me? I really don't have martial ethics."
With another cold snort, Xia Feng turned around again, and the same water mirror stood five meters away.
"Is this me? I really don't follow martial ethics."
On the right.
"Don't talk about martial ethics."
Left.
“Don’t talk about martial ethics.”
“Don’t talk about martial ethics!”
“Don’t talk about martial ethics!!” More and more water mirrors were erected in all directions. , extending infinitely into the distance in a patchwork manner. Xia Feng in the mirror made the same expression of wanting to be beaten and said the same words.
"Don't talk about martial ethics, don't talk about martial ethics, don't talk about martial arts, don't talk about martial arts, don't talk about martial arts"
Chirping, their voices could never be unified, surrounding Xia Feng in all directions, as if they were chanting sutras with Tang Monk, Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, people All numb.
He never thought he could be so annoying.
Xia Feng sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, hurry up, can I just kill you?"
They finally stopped chanting, and after a moment of silence, their This time, the voice reached a high degree of unity, like Hong Zhongda Lu, deafening and enlightening: "We are you, you are us, why do you want to kill yourself?"
"You care about me? I can kill if I want!" Xia Feng raised the knife again. He didn't want to listen to these stupid guys beeping.
Pa—
Treading water suddenly.
Xia Feng rushed towards the water mirror directly in front of him with a big knife.
But the water mirror suddenly fluctuated, and the person in the mirror stepped out with a big knife in hand, breaking the mirror and coming out!
The two figures in white martial arts uniforms were like two arrows leaving the string.
When--the swords clashed on the water with crisp sounds. Half a second after the collision, they flew backwards in the same posture. out.
The moment they landed at the same time, the two figures disappeared.
“Where have you gone?”
“Where have you gone?”
"Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going?"
The water mirrors surrounding the eight directions once again made noisy sounds like chanting sutras.
But within five seconds, three terrifying waves of blood were shot out of thin air from the left and right sides of the battlefield at the same time, bang bang bang! ! The shock wave generated by the collision directly blasted the clear water into the sky and caused a heavy rain.
Two translucent figures were looming under the rain. They stood with one foot on top of two water mirrors, only twenty meters apart.
Xia Feng shook his knife and stepped out of hiding, frowning and looking at himself across the way.
"Now you understand." Xia Feng on the opposite side also exited the invisibility and said seriously, "I am you and you are me, so even if you are the best in the world, you can't defeat yourself."
Xia Feng frowned even more tightly.
Stinky Crow said that as long as you defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, you will be able to unlock the spiritual power.
Stinky Crow also said that the test of spiritual weapon incarnation is different for different people.
Obviously, my spiritual weapon test is definitely weird and outrageous.
Defeat yourself?
Yes, who in this world can defeat himself?
“So, if you understand, just give up.”
“Yes, give up.”
“Give up.”
People in the mirror started beeping again.
"Give up?" Xia Feng rolled his eyes, "Then how do I leave this hellish place?"
"Leave?"
"Why do I have to leave?"
“Yes, wouldn’t it be nice to have so many of you talking to you?”
What a good boy! Xia Feng couldn't help but hold his forehead, saying he didn't want to talk.
Seeing Xia Feng's silence, the person in the mirror showed a sudden expression, as if he had some realization.
“Understood.”
“Well, we understand!”
As their words fell, Xia Feng’s eyes flashed, and the surrounding scene distorted and changed, and he found that he He was lying on a big bed.
Looking around, the dresser, wardrobe, and bedside tables looked like the bedroom of a married couple.
The big TV screen in front of me was playing a suspense drama about the fire. There was a folding table on the quilt covering me. There were fruit snacks and Fat House Happy Water on the table.
Just as he was wondering, a woman wearing silk pajamas walked in from the door.
The woman's face is blurred, and she is holding a basin of water on the bedside with both hands.
But as Xia Feng took a closer look, the woman's face gradually changed into Mu Qingtong's cold smile. She raised her beautiful eyes, her eyebrows were curved and she said softly: "Husband, let me wash your feet. ~”
Xia Feng: "."
Seeing that he was a little confused, Mu Qingtong couldn't help but frown, and said worriedly, "What's wrong, husband? Are you tired from sitting?" After saying that, she immediately climbed onto the bed. He walked behind Xia Feng, bit his lip and whispered softly, "I'll massage it for you~"
Feeling the gentle massage of the delicate white catkins on his shoulders and neck, Mu Qingtong whispered softly in his ear like never before, Xia Feng was in a trance for a while, and two words that expressed his shock and confusion were blurted out: "Fuck-"
"Ah? Now?" Mu Qingtong was stunned for a moment, her ears turned slightly red and she turned her face away. , "It's not night yet~"
"." Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly and he was about to say something.
Bang! !
On the TV screen, one or two buses exploded on the cross-river bridge. Xia Feng's attention was attracted, and he was in a trance. He subconsciously picked up a bag of potato chips from the table and tore it open. Started watching dramas and eating at the same time.
"Husband, how could you do this in person? Let me do it~" Mu Qingtong grabbed the bag, picked up a piece of potato chips and handed it to Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~"
In a daze, Xia Feng ate the potato chips and felt a little thirsty. He picked up the Coke and was about to open it.
"Husband! How many times have I told you, how could you do this?"
Mu Qingtong grabbed the Coke, unscrewed it, and carefully pointed the mouth of the bottle at Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~~~" Explosion, this is a suspense drama about the protagonist constantly being reborn on a bus and changing the fate of the bus that is bound to explode.
The protagonist seems to never be able to stop the explosion, and can never escape from the cycle. Xia Feng leaned in Mu Qingtong's arms, automatically opening his mouth while concentrating on watching the drama.
He can never kill himself, and he can never leave the spiritual weapon space.
Perhaps, it would be nice to just lie here like this, with my hands outstretched by clothes, my mouth opened by the food, the quilt is warm, and my back is soft.
Well, pretty good.
Very good
That’s weird! ! Xia Feng jumped up and stood up suddenly.
“Husband, what are you doing——”
Xia Feng conjured a big knife out of nowhere, and slashed it with his backhand. The beautiful head flew into the air, and blood spread all over the white bed.
The headless body slowly fell.
(End of this chapter)