When Meng Jing heard what Su Yan said, he also focused on the dagger in his hand.
Seeing the dagger, Meng Jing understood something.
This short sword was found in the sword pavilion. It has transformed into a human being and is a fair boy!
His spiritual weapon itself is an assassin type, which also makes his body speed faster and more terrifying than ordinary spiritual weapons.
Originally, he was still curious about how the Su family obtained such an assassin-type dagger.
Now seeing Su Yan, he suddenly realized.
This Su Yan had fought with the soul refiner before, and the soul refiner's favorite method was usually assassination.
And this spiritual weapon is the spiritual weapon used by the soul refiner. Perhaps because Su Yan shot too hard, this little dagger lost its sharp edge. If he felt it was useless, he might just use this little dagger. The sword was thrown into the sword pavilion.
Therefore, I was a little surprised after seeing a bunch of spiritual weapons.
Soon, the small dagger in Su Yan's hand turned into a wisp of smoke and appeared.
The fair and young boy showed no fear when he saw Su Yan.
On the contrary, he put his hands on his hips and looked quite proud.
"Oh, you old man isn't dead either!"
"Hey, you kid, what's going on? You dare to curse me to death? I've lived for so long and I'm still fine!"
Su Yan shook his beard angrily, stretched out his hand and pretended to hit the other party, but the other party did not dodge.
Soon, the spiritual weapons displayed around him suddenly buzzed.
For a moment, the sword trembled throughout the room, and the sound of sword clanging could be heard everywhere.
"Who dares to touch my little Bai!"
After the words fell, a woman in red floated out, and a breath of spiritual practitioners swept the entire room.
Before Su Yan could express his disdain, several cold voices kept ringing.
"Who dares to touch him? Try it!"
A woman in black dress also stood in the room, her aura was stronger than the previous woman in red.
Su Yan was also particularly shocked.
These spiritual weapons are all broken swords, but how come their cultivation strength is so high?
"Stop making trouble!"
Seeing that those spiritual weapons were used to protect their shortcomings, Meng Jing also calmly confessed.
If this really comes to a fight, I'm afraid neither Su Yan nor Su Huo can be a match for these spiritual weapons.
Seeing that Su Yan was surrounded by him, he couldn't help but smile.
I originally thought it was just a small broken sword, but I didn't expect so many people to help.
"Listen to the master's arrangements!"
An ancient deep voice also sounded behind the sword spirits, and three huge figures suddenly appeared behind the sword spirits.
These three huge figures stood aside with expressionless expressions, and their tone was extremely cold.
Hearing this sound, the many sword spirits that surrounded Su Yan and Su Huo dispersed.
When Elder Su Yan saw the Sword Emperor among the three emperors, his pupils gradually narrowed a lot.
He looked at the other person with a surprised look on his face.
"Ling Feng, is that you?"
Elder Su Yan also became a little excited, and even burst into tears.
The man in robes, known as Ling Feng, also tilted his head and looked confused.
Soon, after seeing the old man's face again, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
"Master? Is it really you?"
Ling Feng also asked in disbelief.
Su Yan nodded.
Then, just as Ling Feng was about to walk over, he frowned and looked at Meng Jing as if he had thought of something.
There was a bit of apology on his face.
"Sorry, I have already followed this master!"
Su Yan's excitement suddenly faded a lot, and he looked at Ling Feng with some disappointment.
"Really, Ling Feng, what a pity my old buddy!"
Then, he sighed.
Listening to the conversation between the two of them, they seemed very familiar. Meng Jing also looked at the two of them and asked, "Why do you two know each other?"
After speaking, Elder Su Yan nodded.
"Yes, Master, this Ling Feng was originally my spiritual weapon. Unfortunately, when I was refining the puppet, although Ling Feng was damaged at that time, it did not do much to the spiritual weapon itself, and I have always kept it with me!"
"It's a pity that after I entered this puppet's body, I never saw Ling Feng again!"
Meng Jing looked at the two of them and seemed to understand something.
At that time, Su Yan also had a spiritual weapon, but because he was obsessed with refining puppets, he didn't take the spiritual weapon too seriously.
Later, the puppet he made went berserk, and his soul was sealed in this body.
As a result, the spiritual weapon could not recognize its owner at all. This was also the reason why the Sword Emperor did not recognize the old man at first.
However, after a spiritual weapon has followed its owner for a long time, it will never forget the owner's aura, even after a hundred years.
It's no wonder that when he was in Jiange, the other party refused to submit to him.
If the Gun King and the Sword King hadn't persuaded each other together, the other party wouldn't have done anything.
What's more, after this guy surrendered, his loyalty was only 60% compared to other people's loyalty.
Even if he took out the spiritual stone to help the other party achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, the most the other party could do was say thank you.
Not much was said, let alone the matter of increasing loyalty.
For this reason, Meng Jing was also very distressed.
But I didn't expect that Ling Feng's master turned out to be Su Yan. In this case, it would be easy to deal with it!
Meng Jing smiled and looked at Su Yan.
"Since this Ling Feng was your original spiritual weapon, I will return it to you now!"
With that said, Meng Jing sucked in Ling Feng's body with his palm.
This is a black and white spiritual weapon. The white streamlines can better reflect the nobility of the opponent. The only black color adds some charm, both in terms of the sword spirit itself and the spiritual weapon.
After he finished speaking, Meng Jing pushed the spiritual weapon in his hand to Su Yan.
"Sir, this!"
Elder Su Yan didn't know what to do for a while. This spiritual weapon had reached the level of a small spiritual master, which was much higher than his own level.
Under such a level situation, this adult actually wants to give such a spiritual weapon to himself.
You must know that this requires a spiritual weapon at the level of a small spiritual master. Although it is a broken sword, it does not affect its value.
Such a spiritual weapon at the level of a small spiritual master can probably be used as a divine weapon to protect the country!
In the Xuanwu Empire, there is this country-protecting artifact made of heavy Xuanwu iron. Its strength is above the level of the Spirit Emperor.
It was used to intimidate surrounding empires.
At the moment, although this weapon is at the level of a small spiritual master, even if it is not considered an artifact to protect the country, its status in the Xuanwu Empire is not low!
The adults are so indifferent and generous.
"Here you go, I still have so many here anyway, and I still need to find owners for them!"
Before he finished speaking, Meng Jing turned his attention to Su Huo behind him.
"Elder Su Huo, come on, come on, this Sword Emperor will be given to you!"
"Master, do you want to give this me to this old man?"
When the Sword Emperor heard this, the expression on his face was even more complicated than Elder Su Yan's.
I finally surrendered to a master who was stronger than myself and could control me. Now, this master wanted to give me away.
Moreover, the person he sent was far less powerful than me, and he was still just a person below the level of a small spiritual master.
How can a person who is not even at the level of a small spiritual master still want to control himself?
"Knife Emperor, do you dislike your new master's low level?"
