Have you ever seen a hammer with the dual attributes of wind and thunder?
Naturally, Shen Ce, the captain of the Thousand Spirits Team who was chasing the girl with another Soul Sect, had never seen it, but he had heard of it.
A more accurate description would be that he has never seen the real thing.
Most people on this land are no exception. Too many people's images of that hammer come from the legends of their ancestors, illusory stories, and the first page of the basic textbook for soul masters, the "Martial Soul Illustrated Book" , Those who have actually seen the real thing have long since passed away.
A hammer that seemed to be surrounded by wind and thunder—Haotian Hammer.
And the Haotian Sect has disappeared from the public for nearly a thousand years, and even the most powerful people cannot survive this long.
So not seeing the real thing is nothing to be ashamed of.
But now, the real thing has appeared.
It is really consistent with the legend, with a palpitating aura; just like the pattern drawn on the first page of the "Martial Soul Illustrated Book", the hammer has complicated and strange patterns; just like people imagined, there are wind and thunder entangled on it .
Strong winds and thunder, the power of heaven and earth that often appear together in nature, will also be accompanied by dark clouds.
This is in line with the legends and impressions of the Haotian Sect in the world - the tempers of the people within their sect often change like the weather. One breath and they call each other brothers, and the next moment they may be wrong because of a word or an action. And triggered their rage and murderous intention.
But no one knows what words and actions will trigger their murderous intentions. Flattery to the superior may arouse dissatisfaction and contempt, and the attitude of treating the acquaintance who has cut one's throat may also become a life-and-death enemy...
In the end, that group of people can only be described as unpredictable and untrustworthy.
There is also another reason, because it is someone's kin, and in this world where the fist is the truth, no one can be bigger than someone's fist.
At least that's how the general public understands it.
As a kinsman, the Haotian Sect is naturally like the hidden thunder above the nine heavens, and no one dares to disobey and offend.
So when the real thing appeared, Shen Ce fell into sluggishness and even fear, which was not a shame.
Until the hammer spun and whizzed towards Shen Ce in the form of a thrown object from the girl's hand, his brain was still shutting down.
"Haotian Hammer?!" Shen Ce's companion who had been responsible for defense appeared from the yellow sand, but did not stop the flying hammer. Instead, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he subconsciously exclaimed.
Not even a shame.
boom!
Between the two points, the straight line was the shortest, and the hammer hit Shen Ce's chest as solidly as a flying stone.
The severe pain finally brought him back to his senses, and his eyes moved towards the thing that attacked him. The black hammer had already fallen on the yellow sand, stirring up enough sand to cover a person.
You can see its weight.
On the other side, Wang Donger, who had thrown the hammer, had activated another martial spirit again and continued to fly forward towards the mountain peak in a panic.
Shen Ce did not pursue immediately, but looked at the hammer that was turning into dots of light, his pupils filled with doubts.
This weight does not match the attack power...
If a normal soul master holds a hammer of such weight and throws it from such a distance, it can break a person's bones and muscles, and send him to the underworld immediately.
As for Shen Ce, he didn't feel much except for a little pain in his chest.
This power does not match the rumored power of the Clear Sky Hammer...
"Shall we continue chasing?" A companion asked hesitantly, pulling him out of his doubts.
The companion's four soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple and purple, were shining, and Shen Ce suddenly realized.
He is a Soul King, even if he is a weapon Soul King who is not known for his physical strength, he is still a Soul King.
And the other party is just a soul master.
Even if he possesses the legendary and unparalleled Clear Sky Hammer, he is still just a Soul Lord.
"Keep chasing!" What followed was a deep sense of shame. He was a Soul King, but he didn't dare to move in front of a Soul Lord!
It's just a competition!
The Clear Sky Hammer is just a martial spirit! It doesn't mean you are strong just by owning the Clear Sky Hammer!
The Clear Sky Hammer turns out to be nothing more than that!
…
It's just that the quality of the martial soul is good.
Wang Donger glanced behind her, clenching her silver teeth and feeling bitter.
No matter how good the martial spirit is, it still needs people to use it.
This was a truth she only understood after stepping out of Haotian Sect.
In particular, spirits such as the Clear Sky Hammer Goddess Butterfly, which would not be inexplicably suppressed, needed the user's experience and support - conversely, no matter how high the quality of the spirit was, it could not suppress other spirits.
A drink and a peck, strength and weakness are always two sides of the same coin. When you gain something, you always lose something.
But experience, this kind of thing needs to be accumulated over time and engraved in memory...
For her, Wang Dong'er, this was always an aspect she didn't want to mention.
She doesn't have many childhood memories.
The few years she has memories are not of much significance. They are all memories related to training within the Haotian Sect - she actually killed people indiscriminately in the sect, but after she came out, she realized that killing people indiscriminately at home does not mean that she can fight. …
The Haotian Sect didn't even dare to let her have free access to the soul guidance device, so how could she dare to win at will?
It wasn't always like this. After Shrek came home for the last vacation, she asked her family to train her seriously.
The result is that the promise is good, but the actual performance...
Anyway, Wang Donger felt that there must be something wrong. Even though her eldest and second father had always cared about her, it seemed that she didn't care much about whether she could fight and whether she could truly display her fighting power that matched the quality of her martial spirit.
It seemed as if she shouldn't be a soul master, she should be something else.
So, why should this young sect leader give it to her?
boom!
The sound coming from behind made Wang Dong'er's heart tremble. He accelerated forward and narrowly avoided the spear.
It was somewhat similar to the method she once wanted to learn from a self-proclaimed auxiliary soul master - long weapon throwing. However, what she once wanted to learn was a light spear, and the soul king in front of her was a long weapon formed by a real martial soul. spear.
The spear pierced the air, followed closely by another spear, whistling with strong wind.
Wang Donger gritted her teeth. It was not that she had never tried to fight back. The result was obvious. Throwing the martial spirit was not just throwing it when she really wanted to.
At least she hadn't practiced it specifically, so her accuracy and lethality were far behind.
If you use too little strength, there will be no lethality; if you use too much strength, you will easily lose control and affect your own rhythm.
"Bastard!" She cursed in a low voice and looked at Gaofeng again. Playing against a Soul King and Soul Sect was too difficult for a little Soul Lord like her.
So you have to count on your teammates.
She also believes that her teammates should have reached their peak.
At least Bastard Qian cannot be eliminated in the early stage, unless he wants to admit defeat!
Now, the mountain peak is close at hand. As long as we reach the foot of the mountain, the noise of the battle will be enough for people on the mountain peak to notice.
"Just admit defeat honestly. Those who come down from the peak may not be Shrek's team members, they are more likely to be our people!"
An angry voice sounded from behind.
Wang Donger ignored him. Of course, it was more likely that the enemy would come down.
Then there is no need to struggle.
However, there is no one on the mountain.
This is an obvious fact. The journey of chasing and being chased has reached near the foot of the mountain. In theory, no matter which party is on the mountain, there should be some reaction.
However, no.
There wasn't even any sound of possible fighting on the mountain.
Wang Donger stopped running away and turned around to look.
"Accept your fate." The young man in green shook his spear, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, "The Clear Sky Hammer is nothing more than that."
Wang Dong'er didn't say anything. Her Clear Sky Hammer...
It's just a traditional impression that the Clear Sky Hammer has wind and thunder, but in fact it doesn't. The Clear Sky Hammer only has a spirit with a force attribute. Other elemental attributes can only be added later by acquiring soul rings. It doesn't necessarily have to be wind and thunder, it may also be fire and frost. .
As the young sect leader of Haotian Sect, she knew this very well.
It's just that she was born with wind and thunder.
It can be used...
It's true, what they say is true.
"Too much nonsense, if you want to take action, be quick." But she was too lazy to argue. At first, she met people in Shrek who had a bad impression of the Clear Sky Hammer. When she heard the legend about the Clear Sky Sect, she was still in the mood. and motivation to argue, to explain, and to defend the sect like a disciple of the sect.
Later, it became casual - there were too many. She really wanted to deal with every legend and argue with everyone. She didn't have the energy.
It's better to use actions to prove how wrong they are.
For example, now, the three soul rings on her body were floating, and the soul power began to boil throughout her body.
It's naturally impossible to be killed at the neck, so you have to resist anyway.
"Brother, don't take me with you if you want to die." Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded. Looking closely, the light blade had penetrated the chest of the pursuer, and a black figure was slowly losing its camouflage of yellow sand.
"Although it's a bit late to say this now, it's a bit too strange for me." Qianjiexu squinted his eyes and looked straight at Wang Dong'er.
But he seemed to be looking at something else.
…
"What happened?!" A frustrated roar came from a gray and simple stone castle on the top of the illusory clouds and mist.
But they were two middle-aged men.
One of them is sitting in the front seat, with green hair shawl. His eyes are also blue. When opening and closing, his seemingly simple eyes have an indescribable special texture. Now they are filled with a sense of boredom. Meaning - the crystal wine glass on the table was crushed by him without even realizing it.
The other one was pacing back and forth, his hands twirling back and forth on his fine short hair like steel needles, and his brown eyes could not stop being irritated.
"Sect Master?" A rich voice sounded outside the stone castle.
"Get out!" The pacing middle-aged man suddenly shouted angrily.
"What's the use of yelling here? Can you still fly out?!" The middle-aged man sitting in the front seat was even more annoyed. He slammed the table and shouted: "It's been nearly a thousand years, and you have such a bad temper. Can’t it be changed?!”
"But something happened to Xiaodong, brother, don't you panic?!" The middle-aged man with brown eyes said distressedly, while he stretched out his hand to mess up his long hair, and his face was like a knife and an axe. They were all wrinkled up into a ball, looking very funny.
"We can only panic. Can we just walk out?" The middle-aged man sitting at the front sighed, his eyebrows furrowed and his expression heavy.
"Then let's do this..."
"Otherwise, what else can you do? Don't forget what Xiao San said. He is not without enemies in the God Realm. Many people are trying to find excuses to attack him. We two soul beasts, now that we leave Haotian Sect, we will give Xiao San Cause trouble!"
"It's so annoying. I thought I could be free and unrestrained after becoming a god, but I have to huddle on this mountain all day long, unable to do anything!" The man with brown eyes had no choice but to sit back, pick up the wine jar and start Fill.
"Being able to become a god is already a blessing, don't take it for granted!" The green-haired man became increasingly depressed.
Can you be free from restraints if you become a god? They are soul beasts. Even if they transform and live again, they are still soul beasts.
Not every soul beast can be guaranteed by the God King.
If you can become a god, just have fun. Look at those ferocious beasts in the Star Dou Forest that they could only bend down and be small. If you want to become a god, you have to become a spirit ring.
"So we just don't care about the fact that Xiaodong may be in danger?" A jar of wine that might trigger a war between many top soul masters if left to the outside world, just drank half of it in one sip, and after a few sips, the jar bottomed out, with brown eyes. Only then did the man in Hitomi continue to ask.
"Shut your crow mouth, we just put a restraint on Xiaodong. The restraint may have been triggered for some reason. It's not necessarily dangerous." The green-haired man responded impatiently.
"Don't worry about whether it's dangerous or not, we should all care about it." The man with brown eyes did not really shut up and retorted anxiously, "Also, don't follow what the mistress told me and don't interfere too much with Xiaodong. Growing up, that’s Sister Xiaowu’s daughter!”
When he said the latter sentence, the middle-aged man's face showed a hint of ridicule at first, but when he mentioned the word Xiao Wu, it turned into a look of nostalgia.
It's like opening a big dye vat.
"As the eldest brother, Er Ming, I would like to warn you: Xiaodong is also Xiaosan's daughter. Everything that happened in the Star Forest ten thousand years ago should have been forgotten with our rebirth." As these words fell, the two of them Their identities are also very clear - the Da Ming and the Er Ming of the Star Forest ten thousand years ago.
"Sister Xiao Wu can only be Sister Xiao Wu, understand?" The expression on Er Ming's face naturally did not hide from Da Ming, "As brothers, we only need blessings. Otherwise no one will be able to protect you when the time comes. You know that person Of character.”
"As for Xiaodong, just mobilize a few good people in the sect now and let them follow you from now on." After saying that, Daming stretched out his finger and tapped the table, "Now let's continue to discuss the issues we talked about before, about the Chen family's letter ,Do you have any opinion?"
"Isn't the opinion of the Chen family just the opinion of the mistress? Just follow it. We don't know what has changed in Shrek over the years. How many manpower we need to call on is just as stated in the letter." Er Ming seemed to be uninterested. "It's just right for the sect's people to be close to protect Xiaodong."
"It's not about calling on manpower, it's about another thing in the letter." A look of helplessness appeared in Daming's eyes, "Should we follow the instructions in the letter and ask someone to kidnap the man with the surname Qian and teach him a lesson? ?”
"I'm not telling you, brother, why don't we just kill the people from Wuhun Palace? Why are there so many extravagances?"
"I don't know about that. Anyway, the letter only said that it was to teach him a lesson and give him some opportunities. It even emphasized that he was not allowed to kill anyone. Maybe the mistress also felt that what he did back then was a bit too much and wanted to resolve the hatred."
"Since everything has been explained in the letter, why did we discuss it?" Er Ming scratched his head.
"Xiaodong, don't tell me that you don't understand what Xiaodong is saying when she comes back this time. What will happen if Xiaodong stops her?"
Er Ming's face was visibly hesitant.
"Brother, what do you think?" In the end, he threw the question back.
"I mean, according to the letter, Xiaodong is just a child and doesn't understand anything."
…
"You don't understand anything." In the hotel in Mingdou City, Lao Jin was sitting on the sofa, talking to the silver-haired boy and blue-haired girl in front of him.
Huo Yulin had a bored look on his face, but Qianjie glanced at Lao Jin rather depressedly.
No, old man, when you come in, you just say "return to the noumenon sect". I will think about it after another sentence. How can you just say that I don't understand?
Do I know a Jaguar?
Are you people from the Noumenon Sect so talkative? !
"As a soul master of the original martial soul, you don't have to think about it at all. Shrek and the like can't even keep up with our original sect in terms of developing the original martial spirit, so you don't understand."
Lao Jin couldn't hear Qianjie's inner complaints, and he probably wouldn't care if he heard them.
After all, the external style of their Ontology Sect has always been that you do what you say, and we do what we do.
"As long as you two join our Noumenon Sect, I guarantee that you will soar into the sky within twenty years!"
"Oh~" Qianjie nodded.
Twenty years is a long time.
Is this looking down on Guabi? Still look down on the Sun and Moon Empire?
Twenty years later, what should be discussed is not whether the Noumenon Sect is a sect or not. What should be discussed is whether to submit to Shrek or contribute to the construction of the Sun and Moon Empire.
"Boy, don't you believe it?" You said Qianjie's words. My attitude in listening obviously aroused Lao Jin's displeasure. "I will tell you bluntly that you two have not yet awakened their martial souls for the second time. If you are unable to understand the mystery of the original martial soul, as long as you return to the original sect, I guarantee that you will be the best second awakening, but Shrek cannot guarantee that you will be the top second awakening."
Qianjie continued to nod.
Sorry, I have already awakened for the second time in Shirogane. As for Guabi next to me, as long as he finds a chance to awaken, it cannot be an awakening other than Shirogane.
This sentence is just a complaint from my heart.
If you really want to say it out, it won't have much effect other than strengthening the Noumenon Sect's determination to rob people.
As for how the Noumenon Sect can ensure that all of them are top-notch second awakenings, Qianjie expressed no interest.
Because he knows.
Throw people into the sea and drag them away on the stern of the boat.
Of course, considering that the God Realm has not yet encountered the Black Hole Great God, all forces must be cautious when entering the sea. There may be other methods.
Anyway, no method can escape one category: life and death crisis.
Success leads to life, death...
That would be dead.
"Don't worry, there will be more than two awakenings. As long as you two return to the sect, you will definitely be the sect leader and deputy sect leader in a hundred years..." Lao Jin continued to list the benefits of joining the Noumenon Sect on the sofa.
Maybe it's because he is an old man, not a young boy; or maybe because this is not Xingluo, but Mingdou City, where most of the Mingdetang's combat power has been deployed. This time, as in the original time and space, there was no such thing as not saying hello, but completely rude and grabbing people...
Instead, he knocked on the door politely and then listed the benefits of the sect, just like recruiting college students.
But how to say it?
Qianjie didn't become interested because the Noumenon Sect became more polite. When he first awakened his martial spirit, his first choice was the Noumenon Sect...
The group of Noumenon Sect, who are both good and evil, domineering and so on, always put neutral or negative labels on them, and they always make big noises. They can't enter the Star Dou Forest, and they can't hunt the hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast...
But one thing that cannot be changed is that people are really kind to their own people.
Look at Huo Guai from the original time and space. In terms of performance, he and the Noumenon Sect disagree with each other, but God knows how many benefits he has received from the Noumenon Sect, and they are all forced on him by the Noumenon Sect.
Even a body martial soul that looks very strong but has not joined its own force can do this. Maybe people really think that the body martial souls in the world are the same family.
The kind that shows your heart and soul to your family, in a positive sense.
So it's not surprising that after he got a physical martial soul, it was his first choice. The Sun and Moon Empire still had the risk of colluding with evil soul masters to harm living beings, and the future leaders would all go crazy.
But in reality, everything can be left to others...
He was forcibly accepted into the Holy Spirit Church.
There is no need to talk about volunteering or anything like that.
As time goes by, his interest in Noumenon Sect has become less and less. It has nothing to do with Noumenon Sect taking off its mysterious cloak or anything like that. It is simply because he can't go back.
Isn’t it great that the Holy Spirit Sect provides food, housing, and even food that you don’t want to eat? How enthusiastic they are. There is no need to have any idol baggage, just throw out the evil soul master, it is not surprising to do anything that makes people and gods angry. The first thing is to throw a noble with a special hobby on the street to continue a deep conversation with his giant lizard friend, and the worst thing is to kick him into a trash can as he passes by. …
As long as you are an evil soul master, it is a trivial matter.
No one will criticize you or anything, and the Holy Spirit Cult will only regretfully express how this child is so innocent.
On the other hand, as long as you help the old lady cross the road, you can feel the sublimation of your personality and the nobility of your morals. Occasionally, someone who knows your identity will see you and praise you for your light of humanity...
It's a pity that no one came to give a high praise.
Qianjie's thoughts gradually wandered, but Lao Jin still kept listing the various benefits of joining the Noumenon Sect, such as martial arts...
The first day of the Soul Fighting Competition naturally ended with Shrek's victory. Nothing happened. If anything, it was Qianjie's own negligence, Wang Dong'er's negligence.
It's quite fun to have sex with a girl, but I forgot that the girl has a bomb on her body - she has a trace of Poseidon as the third martial spirit.
God knows whether something like Liuguang Yiting that works in the spiritual realm will cause Poseidon to go berserk. After all, the experience of Liuguang Yiting is really bad, almost equivalent to a mental attack.
Fortunately not.
"Brother?" Huo Yulin shook Qianjie's arm.
"Oh, senior, please continue." Qianjie came back to his senses and showed an apologetic smile to Lao Jin opposite.
"Having said so much, are you two willing to return to the sect?" Lao Jin spoke quickly, as if he was worried about Qianjie's rejection, "As long as you agree to return, I guarantee that you will be able to enjoy all the sect's resources, whether it is status or... Soul rings, or various rare soul bones, or even...
"Besides, Shrek doesn't seem to be that fond of you two..."
"Stop." Qianjie raised his hand and stopped talking, "Senior, before the eldest girl can marry you, your parents must order a matchmaker. You must give us time to think about it."
"Then how long will it take you?" Lao Jin didn't care, but asked for the specific time.
"Tsk, Shrek is where the two of us have stayed for several years after all. After we finish this soul fighting competition, let's finally contribute to Shrek." Qianjie shook his head with a smile.
"Okay, just come to me directly then. If there are any other demons and ghosts who express their opinions, the Noumenon Sect can help you block them!" Lao Jin's face was filled with joy. After finishing the game, he made his final contribution...
Doesn't this mean that the other party has decided to join the Noumenon Sect? !
"This is the body refining method of my Noumenon Sect." Thinking of this, Lao Jin immediately took out a scroll from the soul guide and placed it on the table.
"No, no, no, we are not disciples of the Noumenon Sect now, so we deserve it." Qianjie pushed him back immediately.
"Don't be so arrogant, all martial souls in the world belong to the same family!"
"No, senior, you love and protect the junior, but the junior cannot push your nose in the face..."
After rolling the scroll back and forth on the table several times, Lao Jin finally took it back, his eyes becoming more and more satisfied with Qianjie and Huo Yulin.
What a sensible junior, compared to those in the clan who are both young and old...
"Remember, the Soul Fighting Competition is over, and I'm sitting at seat XXX." After walking outside the door, he turned around to remind the two of them.
"Remember, remember." Qianjie nodded hurriedly.
The writing is so serious, I can’t keep up with the 10,000 words after all,,,,
(End of chapter)
