Seven days later, in Zhangtai Palace, Mu Sheng was reading the memorial. Suddenly his heart moved. He put down the memorial and got up to go to the side hall where the sword slave was transformed.
Mu Sheng stepped forward and pushed open the palace door. After entering, he saw that Que Baojian had withdrawn the golden flames and was just floating quietly in the air. Ahrami himself could hardly see his original appearance. His whole body was filled with a kind of hardness. Wrapped in iron-like gray scales, four ferocious barbed horns grew out of her silver hair. Her hands had completely turned into sharp claws. Judging from the ferocious shape, she was probably very lethal. Now she looked like a humanoid lizard monster. , simply transformed into a new species.
Mu Sheng circled Ahrami's body several times and marveled at it. After seven weeks, the transformation was finally completed. His consciousness swept away and he was secretly shocked. Without cultivation, the strength of this body was already abnormal. It's terrifying. His bones and muscles have been greatly strengthened, and his strength has surpassed that of ordinary monks at the same level. Even if he goes head-to-head with the fusion monster of the Wolf Lord, he may not necessarily lose.
Mu Sheng was extremely satisfied, and a free thug came next to him. He looked at the image of the sword slave and wondered, why did the monks from the ancient times have such strange aesthetics? When the armor is activated and covers the whole body, it looks particularly like a lizard monster. Is the image of this transformed sword slave so eye-catching? It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman as Ahrami was transformed into this inhuman and ghostly appearance. I don't know if letting her out will frighten my own body with this strange shape.
Could it be that this ancient monk from ancient times had some special hobby for lizards? It's difficult. In later generations, there won't be a god-like kingdom where something that breaks the limits of human imagination happened. It can be an anecdote through the ages. Maybe the ancient monks in the ancient times are just like this.
Mu Sheng knew that it was time to release Ahrami's spirit. Such a powerful body must be controlled by someone.
With a thought, he summoned Que, who was suspended in the air, back, and his consciousness had already gone to the world of ancient treasures.
He flew to the Que Shrine and saw two three-meter-tall iron puppet warriors fighting each other in the central square doing various complex attack movements. It seemed to be a masterpiece that Ahrami had researched in the past few days. , anyway, she can create things, and any materials and items can be taken and used at will. Since the flow of time here is inconsistent with the outside world, Ahrami has actually stayed here for seven full years.
At this time, Ahrami came to Mu Sheng's side and said indifferently: "It's a pity that these machine puppets are not driven by souls and can only do some basic movements. If they could inject souls in this world, Combat effectiveness can be improved a lot.”
Ahrami took out another blue crystal from his arms and said: "This is a spiritual crystal that I synthesized after studying ancient magic. I inject spiritual power through the spirit gathering array. The spiritual crystal can be preserved for a long time. In theory, The monk will not be limited by the upper limit of his own spiritual power, and can quickly replenish a large amount of spiritual power at any time during battle to maintain combat effectiveness, and can also be used as the core power of the battle puppet."
Mu Sheng was shocked when he heard this. He took the blue crystal from Ahrami's hand and praised: "Senior, great talent, in just a few years, you have actually developed such a magical thing. The monks of our era have lost Many legends from ancient times"
Ahrami was deeply convinced and said: "Yes, this kind of spiritual crystal is just one of the ones recorded in the treasure house. There are also many spiritual crystals that are specially refined to correspond to the operation of some of the magic circles. For example, in ancient times, Talking about lost portals, the monks of our era only know how to study the remaining magic patterns of the ancient formations. In fact, in order to drive these ancient formations, you need these key energy sources, spiritual crystals, otherwise everything will be just useless."
Mu Sheng said: "Senior, if you go to the real world to refine these things, how confident can you be that you can make them?"
Ahrami frowned and thought for a long time, and said: "It can be achieved, but it is very difficult. I have to build a new set of spiritual furnaces for refining spiritual crystals in ancient times. This is a big project, and many rare ores need to be refined. The remaining You can leave things to me."
Mu Sheng asked doubtfully: "Spirit furnace?"
Ahrami waved her hand directly, and a drawing of the spiritual furnace construction from ancient times appeared out of thin air. Like a professional project manager, she pointed at the drawing and explained to the big boss in detail what the spiritual furnace was.
Mu Sheng looked at the drawing and thought, where is the spiritual furnace here? This is a spiritual crystal production factory, but the ancient formations that need to be constructed require more than a hundred, and its complexity is not far behind those modern factories of later generations.
Mu Sheng exclaimed and said: "It's really unimaginable how glorious the world dominated by monks was in the ancient times. Our generation has not only lost its inheritance, we have lost a once glorious civilization."
Ahrami said: "Master, you are right. It was not until I read almost all the ancient magical arts recorded in the treasure house over the years that I realized that this Que Shrine is actually a mark of civilization left over from the ancient times. In the real world, We can hardly find any relics from the ancient times."
Mu Sheng looked at the design drawing of the spiritual furnace in front of him and said, "Can you estimate how much it will cost to build this spiritual furnace?"
Ahrami frowned and said: "It will cost at least ten million gold to build this spiritual furnace. It will also require tens of thousands of civilians to build the basic structure of the building. It will take at least three years from completion to operation."
Mu Sheng nodded: "Yes, it's acceptable. It's just that it's difficult for the court to pass this budget. It can only be paid from my private treasury. I personally paid three million in advance. I'm thinking of ways to make up for the rest. At least I can Let’s start construction first.”
Hearing this, Ahrami felt excited and said, "Maybe we can use this as a fulcrum to revive the glory of the ancient times."
Mu Sheng said: "Senior may be too optimistic. It is difficult to revive the past glory. It is said that almost everyone can practice in the ancient times, but there are too few monks who can practice today. This spiritual furnace can only be built for Baishou. Used by monks, the ancient era belonged to the era of monks, and the current era belongs to the era of mortals."
Ahrami nodded and said: "My master, I don't know what happened since the demise of the Kunwu Kingdom in the ancient times. There are fewer and fewer people who can practice. Now it is the age of the end of the Dharma. We monks can only It is gradually declining, and building a spiritual furnace cannot change the situation..."
Mu Shengjin could have gained a lot. He glanced at Ahrami who was chatting beside him and couldn't bear to take her out to accept her current terrifying appearance. Women all love beauty, especially beauties. Zuo Siyou I thought, I might as well decide to take her out, sooner or later I have to face reality.
Mu Sheng said: "Senior, your body has been transformed into a sword slave. I will take you out right now. It's just that the sword slave's appearance is a bit ugly. I hope you don't mind too much."
Ahrami was stunned when he heard this. He was silent for a long time and then said: "Is this the price for me to obtain the ancient thaumaturgy?"
Mu Sheng nodded and said: "Well, yes, if not for this, I would never have brought you here."
Ahrami took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I hope it's not too ugly, otherwise I won't be able to see anyone."
Mu Sheng laughed in his heart. Sure enough, even the seemingly indifferent patriarch cared about his appearance.
After Mu Sheng's consciousness left the palace, he looked at the strange lizard monster in front of him and sighed, saying to himself: "I hope the patriarch will not go crazy when he sees his true form, that will be troublesome..."
Mu Sheng stepped forward and clicked on the lizard monster's eyebrows, then injected Ahrami's spirit into it.
Ahrami gradually opened his golden vertical eyes, and together with the strange gray scales on his face, there was an indescribable sense of terror that would frighten ordinary people to death.
After Ahrami felt the powerful power of her body, she was surprised. She raised her hands and saw those sharp claws that did not look like human shapes. She screamed in surprise and saw that her whole body was covered in gray. scales, she had a bad premonition in her heart
Ahrami waved his hand and summoned a water mirror. Seeing her appearance as neither a human nor a ghost, she instantly broke down and fell to the ground with a roar. She looked at the mirror and waved her hand, and found that the monster in the mirror was her. , people almost fainted, but unfortunately her body was too strong and she couldn't even faint even if she wanted to.
Ahrami hurriedly came to Mu Sheng's side and begged: "Your Majesty, I can't accept it. This is too ugly. Can you change me back? I'm going crazy. I can't see anyone..."
Mu Sheng clapped his hands and said helplessly: "There's nothing I can do about it. The process of Que transforming monks into sword slaves is irreversible."
Ahrami almost collapsed emotionally. She always felt that she could look down on everything around her. It wasn't until she turned into a monster that she realized that it was really difficult to accept herself like this. She might as well die.
Seeing that she was about to collapse, Mu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and comforted her: "Senior, don't panic. Since it was Que who turned you into this, then Que will definitely be able to help you solve the problem."
Ahrami came back to his senses as soon as he heard this, took Mu Sheng's hand and begged: "Your Majesty, please change me back. I really can't do this..."
Mu Chengxin helped her up and suggested: "Try to control your body and see if you have any tricks to transform."
The reason why Mu Sheng was like this was that he was watching the relief on the obelisk at the core of the ancient treasure. It recorded the scene where the owner of the palace in the past took the sword slave around him to fight the enemy. During the war, the sword slave was the lizard slave he is now. His ghostly appearance could scare his opponents to death, but when he usually served Master Que, he looked normal. He suspected that Ahrami's ghostly appearance now might be the activation of combat mode. Mu Sheng himself was not a sword slave. He also didn't know how to control the sword slave's body.
After hearing this, Ahrami seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She gradually stabilized her mind, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control her body.
Under Mu Sheng's surprised eyes, the gray scales on her body and the barbs on her head slowly retreated into her body. The scales slowly disappeared into the skin and gradually disappeared. She finally regained her jade-like skin. , the claws gradually became no different from ordinary people, and finally restored her original appearance.
Mu Sheng glanced at Ahrami's almost flawless jade body, took a deep breath, came behind her, and said: "Senior, you can open your eyes and look at yourself."
Ahram opened her eyes heartily and looked at the water mirror. She waved her hand in disbelief and then carefully touched her face. She had bright eyes, white teeth, red lips, skin that could be broken by blows, and a smooth head. Her silver hair seemed to be back to normal, but now she was naked like the goddess Venus, without any hair.
At this time, the man standing behind her silently took off his cloak and put it on her body, covering her naked body that would make any man's blood boil.
Ahrami had never been so candid in front of any man, and his face suddenly turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed, especially in front of this young man, who was still his junior, which was really ridiculous.
Seeing that Ahrami was a little embarrassed, Mu Sheng said, "Senior, I have no intention of offending you today. Please forgive me, senior."
What else can Ahrami do? She has become his sword slave now. Even if he wants to do anything to her, she must cooperate unconditionally. She can only understand the situation.
Ahrami had no choice but to say: "Everything about me belongs to the master..."
Ahrami turned around and looked at the tall and heroic man behind him with burning eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, please call me Ajiu from now on. You always call me senior, but you call me old."
Mu Sheng looked at the beauty in front of him who was old enough to be his great-grandmother and said with a smile, "Okay, Ajiu."
Ahrami hummed softly.
