Feng Xi was speechless.
Because the wooden sword inside the storage ring is working hard to... paint itself.
That’s right, paint.
It used the same black paint that Feng Xi had painted on it during the competition.
The wooden sword soaked itself into the paint bucket and kept rolling it, so that the black paint evenly covered the whole body.
Then he suddenly plunged into the "iceberg".
It's hard to believe that it can complete these things in a short time despite its usual listless and half-dead appearance.
Feng Xi could guess even with her heels that she wanted to hide this thing!
Either he was guilty, or he was afraid, in short, he looked sneaky.
Feng Xi felt a little tired.
Her spiritual pet, spiritual roots, and this wooden sword all look like a sneaky dog!
I don’t know who I learned it from!
When Feng Xi was speechless, Xing Wu was pulled aside by several disciples of Wanjian Sect.
This is the Wanjian Sect. Why are you, a disciple of the Beast Control Sect, pretending to be a big clove of garlic here? !
We haven't even said a few words to our junior sister before we hear you beeping here!
Xing Wu, who was pulled aside, groaned in anger.
Seeing this scene, Jing Yan doubted his life for the first time.
In the past, direct disciples of the four major sects would only exchange greetings when meeting each other. Why are people like Xing Wu so enthusiastic about their junior sister now?
Aren't you a bit shameless for talking about a junior sister?
This is my little junior sister, okay? !
Less than half an hour later, everyone arrived at the Sword Tomb.
Before Feng Xi came, she heard Jun Wen introduce Jianzhong.
The so-called sword grave is the grave of swords, and all the broken swords are buried inside.
As for the origin of these broken swords, no one knows.
Rumor has it that the founder of the Wanjian Sect founded the Wanjian Sect just to protect the sword tomb.
When Feng Xi saw the sword tomb with her own eyes, she was really shocked.
The pit, which is hundreds of feet in diameter, is filled with countless broken swords, criss-crossing them.
Ling Qianting reminded Jiang Ji and others:
"The sword tomb still retains the consciousness before it was broken, so don't use your spiritual consciousness to perceive them, so as not to be infected by their emotions and damage your spiritual consciousness."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xi felt the complex emotions intertwined, pain, cruelty, blood, despair...
Feng Xi: "..."
I did not do anything.
It's like they took the initiative to sense me.
To be precise, it seemed like he was...attacking her.
Feng Xi guessed that it was related to Mu Jian, so she didn't tell the matter.
For a time, she was surrounded by all kinds of negative emotions, and her consciousness felt like needles pricking her.
If it had been anyone else, he would have fainted.
But Fengxi was Niu Guluxi who had been beaten severely by Yu Jian, so the pain was nothing at all.
She only treated these negative emotions as giving herself... acupuncture.
Pain and happiness.
She still had time to give Mu Jian ideological education lessons.
"When I signed the contract with you, I made up my mind to protect you for the rest of my life!
As long as you are well, let alone being attacked by divine consciousness, even if you are pierced by thousands of arrows, I will be willing to do so!
I don’t ask for anything else, I just ask that you break out of your cocoon and become a butterfly as soon as possible and regain your glory!
Let’s experience the warmth and warmth of the world together! Read all the prosperity in the world!
Let's travel through mountains and rivers together, to the sky and into the sea, so that you can live your life in vain! "
The wooden sword hidden inside the "iceberg" was moved to tears!
Unfortunately, due to the limitations of his cultivation, he is currently unable to communicate with Feng Xi.
However, Feng Xi could still vaguely sense that Mu Jian was very moved, but also... didn't dare to move.
I don’t know what kind of evil thing this thing has done to feel so guilty.
At this time, Feng Xi heard Lu Zhenkuan, the head of Wanjian Sect, said:
"Three of you, look!
The broken sword in the sword tomb began to tremble again! And the tremors today are bigger than ever! "
Feng Xi gathered her thoughts and looked inside the sword tomb.
In fact, the magnitude of the trembling that Lu Zhenkuan said was relatively large. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even be able to notice that the broken swords were trembling.
But it does vibrate.
Even the remaining swords with only their hilts were still swinging.
Even if the sword can't move, how unsocial it would be if it didn't swing!
Lu Zhenkuan said worriedly: "These broken swords still retain their previous consciousness. If one day they go crazy, the consequences will be disastrous!
I asked three people to come over to help me look into the details and see what to do next. "
Xiao Baidao frowned: "Your worries are not unreasonable. It is rumored that there are hundreds of thousands of broken swords in the sword tomb. If they go crazy, they will definitely cause a lot of casualties.
In addition, it may affect the sealed spiritual swords of our four factions, causing immeasurable losses!
It is best to plan ahead and take some preventive measures, such as building a protective array.
Even if Can Jian can't be stopped from going crazy, it can still serve as an early warning and give us a buffer time. "
Baili Muchen rarely disagreed with Xiao Baidao and echoed:
"Headmaster Xiao is right. It's better to build a protective formation first. Once Can Jian goes crazy, it can delay it for a while."
Hu Wankui also agrees with this view.
If Canjian's abnormality only happened for three or two days, that would be fine. But if it lasted for several months, it was obviously very abnormal and should not be ignored.
Lu Zhenkuan smiled bitterly and said: "You three, I also want to build a protective formation, but the remaining spiritual consciousness in the sword tomb is too fierce, and the formation masters of our Wanjian Sect are unable to place formation disks here.
Therefore, I have a merciless request. I want the three of them to join forces with me to block the remaining spiritual consciousness of the Sword Tomb so that the formation mages can complete the construction of the protective formation.
What do you three think? "
To be honest, of course Xiao Baidao and the other three were unwilling.
Because doing this consumes a lot of consciousness, and there is a risk of damaging the sea of consciousness if you are not careful.
But considering the overall situation, we can only agree.
So, everyone agreed.
Again, no matter how hard the four major sects are on normal times, they will still become one at critical moments.
If this were not the case, the demons would not always be blocked at the other end of the endless sea.
Feng Xi frowned slightly.
She couldn't let Master risk it.
But I can't tell the truth.
The only solution is for her to digest all the residual consciousness of the broken swords, so that the master and the others will not be in danger when they form an array.
But how can we attract the residual consciousness of Can Jian?
She set her sights on the wooden sword.
The wooden sword inside the iceberg: "..."
Didn’t you just say you would protect my peace for the rest of my life?
Changed so quickly?
You've become too fast.
