But unlike before, Hongchenke did not attack directly this time. It seemed that he only used the sword light as a carrier to pour his invincible sword intention into the giant sword.
"The Juque Sword Spirit is still there!"
Hongchenke whispered.
But then, no matter how she enveloped the giant tower with her sword intent, the weak evil thoughts could not dissipate. The invincible she seemed to have encountered a difficult enemy for the first time.
At the same time, Mu Dongting also started to investigate on his own, but to his surprise, he found nothing.
"But some of Zangfeng's power remains in the sword?"
"Yes, that kind of power is too strange and terrifying to be resisted by ordinary people. The Juque Sword Spirit locked it in the sword for you and sealed it with its last remaining spirituality, but I'm afraid it won't last long."
Hongchenke retracted his sword in vain and turned to Qingyun:
"You go and try."
"good!"
Qingyun was unceremonious, and he knew very well what Hongchenke meant.
Blood cut through the palm, and the Luo Yun Sword flashed out!
"This is…"
Mu Dongting and Zhu Xianning's eyes widened at the same time, because this long sword with a black body and a white handle, and a bright red tassel hanging from the bottom, had the same aura as Zang Feng!
Luo Yun's sword light was originally the prototype of Qing Yun's sword intention, but after it was turned into a weapon and broken by the guest of mortals, it was equivalent to breaking and then standing up, eliminating the original insidious and cunning meaning that was not pure in it.
Although the current Luo Yunjian is still fierce and evil, it is more magnanimous and its artistic conception is even better!
The black-purple sword tip lightly touched the giant sword, and Qingyun quickly captured the immortal punishment hidden inside, struggling on its own!
"It's devouring the giant sword spirit!"
Qingyun's starry eyes suddenly shone with light.
Although he had never seen this situation before, he immediately thought of Xiao Qi's message in the endless void:
The spirit of non-existence!
"Can't give it a chance!"
Qingyun made a prompt decision.
Although Xiao Qi did not describe the so-called "non-existent spirit" in detail at the beginning, according to his own inference, if this mysterious "spirit" spreads on a large scale, it will definitely cause monstrous disasters in Kyushu!
"The Sword of Eternal Tribulation has emerged from all eternity. Could it be referring to the immortal punishment in it?"
At this time, the young master began to feel a little regretful, wondering if he should not have told Pan Yueren how to use Zangfeng.
But he didn't know that the so-called non-existent spirits were just the spirits that were eliminated by the rules of immortal punishment and were contrary to the principles of chaos.
Because the real immortal punishment lasts forever, but once spirituality is generated, it will no longer have the attribute of "immortality". As long as those hosts whose souls have been eroded are killed, the immortal punishment in their bodies will be destroyed. It will also turn into nothingness and return to heaven and earth.
In addition to the influence of the immortal punishment body on the sword master, this is also the reason why the black villain must suppress Zang Feng.
Because as long as he is imprisoned by the Immortal Punishment for a day, his spirituality will continue to be generated, and as the sword master continues to use Zangfeng, the non-existent spirit will also infect any life living under his sword.
Including spirits!
Of course, before that, the black villain was needed to do this with the indulgent sword master. As for the reason...
"Qilin Purple Qi!"
While feeling awe-inspiring in his heart, Qingyun immediately injected a little Kirin Purple Qi into Luo Yun Sword.
As the power of the same origin penetrated into it, those immortal punishments were like roaring evil ghosts, and were swallowed up by the Luo Yun Sword in an instant.
Before he could take a breath, Hongchenke pushed him away with a gentle palm, and then a long piece of khaki-colored satin flew out from his wide cuffs.
Taking a closer look, it is clear that this is some kind of silk and satin, it is clearly some kind of extremely flexible metal strip!
This metal strip was thin and soft, so it was not wrong to call it silk. Hongchenke controlled the metal strip with his spiritual power, and quickly wrapped the giant sword that was divided into two sections and tied it into it.
She always seems to act so unexpectedly and as she pleases.
"Although this golden silk silk cannot be used to connect the giant tower, if it is used to wrap the broken sword, it can temporarily preserve its spirituality."
Hearing this, Mu Dongting was overjoyed. Now Fei Lao is refining alchemy. If he wants to recast the divine weapon, he needs to go to a highly professional sect such as the Immortal Sword Sect or Linglong Pavilion, but the journey is too far. .
"Thank you, little friend!"
"Senior, you are very polite. We are all swordsmen. This is the first time in my life that I can see the giant divine weapon. I don't want it to disappear into the world."
Mu Dongting sincerely bowed to him with fists clasped in his arms, and Hongchen Ke returned the favor equally generously.
"Chang'an, you have many spiritual swords on your body. What materials do you think we would need to rebuild the giant palace?"
The giant tower was destroyed by himself twice, and even this time it might not be possible to repair it. Qingyun also wanted to do his best.
"It is said that the Divine Weapon Giant Tower came from ancient times, and it was made from the 'terroir heavy rock' produced in the far west of Kyushu. This rock is actually a mineral, and the earth's spiritual power is very strong. It is a thick and unparalleled rock." If the Broken Mountain Sword is to be recast, it is naturally best to use wind, soil and heavy rock."
These words made Zhu Xianning and Mu Dongting look at each other, and then both showed a wry smile.
“Is Fengtu Chongyan extinct now?”
Qingyun already knew the answer by looking at their expressions.
"Items from ancient times are naturally rare and hard to find today. A few years ago, Fei Lao had some earth-heavy rocks on his hands, but they have been used up. Now it may be difficult to find suitable materials for a while."
Mu Dongting sighed secretly. Fortunately, Hongchenke's golden silk could at least buy him some time.
"Is there no other way?"
Qingyun looked around the crowd unwillingly, until his eyes glanced at Long Hanjian's face, he who had always cherished his words like gold suddenly said:
"Meteor from the sky."
"Meteor from the sky?"
"Um."
With a chuckle, Hongchenke explained:
"The meteorite iron comes from the endless void, and it has been tempered by the meteorite spirit fire. The key is that the five elements are quite balanced and can even be said to be weak. Even the power of Gengjin is extremely thin, so it is an excellent material for casting and smelting weapons. Taste."
"Is this it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the young man opened the treasure bag and took out the largest stone.
"Eh? How come you have this?"
"Hehe, I picked it up, hey! Don't grab it!"
Hongchenke stretched out her hand, and the uneven "stone" flew into her palm. Mu Dongting and Zhu Xianning also hurriedly approached.
"Tsk... This is indeed an extraterrestrial meteorite, but it looks like there should only be a small amount of meteorite in it."
Alchemist Zhu nodded in affirmation with seriousness.
"Well, Juque is a broad sword. If you want to repair the fracture, I'm afraid this is not enough."
This is also the way for people in the world of mortals.
"Here~"
Mu Dongting protected his life, and the young master would not hide his secrets, so he simply poured out seven or eight smaller stones in succession. Zhu Xianning was dumbfounded.
"Qingyun, where did you get so many meteorites from the sky! This...this is a priceless treasure!"
"I've been to the Thirty-Three Realms, and there are a lot of them there."
The young master discovered that the thirty-three realms had now become the best excuse for all his secrets.
In fact, these extraterrestrial meteorites were collected out of boredom when he was in the endless void. Since their appearance was too ordinary, he didn't collect too many.
If he had known it was so precious, he would have made a treasure bag to fill it up.
"This amount should be enough, but even if it is recast, the spirituality of the Giant Que Sword will take hundreds of years for Senior Mu to recuperate before it can be restored."
After all, Hongchenke was a second-generation person who had seen the big world. Even if he couldn't see his expression, his beautiful voice was not as excited as Zhu Xianning.
Mu Dongting took the meteorite from Qingyun with some shame. Looking at these juniors, he suddenly had the illusion that he was old.
Once dressed in a raincoat, he could defeat all the enemies without moving as fast as a mountain, but now he is reduced to the point where he needs to be rescued by a few juniors?
"Time, time~ Is it because you stayed in Zhijing Cave for too long?"
Mu Dongting felt sad.
At this time, Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said goodbye to the two seniors:
"Two seniors, Chang'an and I both live in Jiangyun Cave. Senior Qimu is injured, so there is no need for you to see her off. I will just go back with her."
The two old guys could tell that this boy had something to say to Hongchen Guest, but Zhu Xianning was still worried about his safety and couldn't help but hesitate to speak.
"Xian Ning, these young people are the future of Kyushu, let's not worry too much."
He nodded happily to the two of them, and then Mu Dongting left in the wind with a little carefreeness and melancholy.
"Uncle Mu, wait for me! Hey, Qingyun, you must pay attention to your safety!"
"Yes, Master Zhu is worried about me."
The young man clasped his fists respectfully toward the sky and watched the two of them leave.
After they walked away, Hongchenke chuckled and joked:
"But you want Zang Feng back?"
"I want to say yes, then can you give me the grass ring in Senior Brother Jiang's hand and take it back?"
"dream!"
With a dissatisfied hum on his lips, Qingyun sighed secretly in his heart.
According to his speculation, even if he could finally find a way to take back Zangfeng from Pan Yueren, the "old aunt" would probably not be on his side. He just hoped that the other party would not help each other to see if he could finally convince Senior Brother Jiang.
After all, facing the "friend" who has the best relationship with his eldest sister, Qingyun really doesn't want to go head-to-head with Jiang Liu'er.
"Stop slandering me. You all know that it is impossible for me to take back Zangfeng from Pan Yueren at the moment."
"That's right, I'm not in a hurry."
The Hongchen guest dusted off the dust on his body and continued:
"In that case, let's go back."
"Chang'an, I have a question. In fact, I have always wanted to ask you."
"explain."
At this time, Qingyun turned his attention to Long Hanjian, who had been standing beside him.
Young Master Hanjian was devoted to swordsmanship, but he was not a dull person, so he turned around and went ahead.
"Han Jian, stay."
"yes."
When dealing with Hongchen guests, he obeys orders just like he treats Long Fu Shi.
Qingyun raised the corners of his lips and asked directly:
"Zangfeng...or that kind of power, how much do you really know?"
"Oh? Why do you ask that?"
The sweet voice was as melodious as an oriole, Hongchenke asked with interest.
"Even great masters like Mu Dongting and Pan Yueren cannot detect the existence of that kind of power. They can only feel fear and evil like ordinary people. And you..."
"My sect's most precious treasure has been touched since childhood. Isn't it normal to be able to sense it?"
Phew~
The young man realized that he had asked a silly question, but he actually had a deeper meaning.
"Let's talk as we walk, to prevent Pan's family from regretting it and coming after us."
"Um."
After saying that, Hongchen Guest flicked his long sleeves, and the two juniors flew up to the sky.
"Let me tell you a story, do you want to hear it~"
"good!"
"hehe."
There are shadows in the sky in the distant mountains, and it is extremely cold at high places.
The gentle spring breeze blows the curtains of the mortal world, but the setting sun in the afternoon cannot make people feel warm.
Ding ding~: The update is slow, sorry~
