"You heard it right, what I'm talking about is the heaven-level spiritual weapon." Tian Jizi nodded slightly, his eyes slowly moved to the red sword in the skeleton's hand, and his tone was inexplicably complicated: "The name of this sword is called The weeping blood was obtained by chance when I was traveling abroad during my lifetime."
"Weeping blood? What a weird name..."
Lin Beichen murmured in a low voice, with strange flashes of light in his eyes, and then looked at the red sword.
The sword's entire body was red, and the whole body was surrounded by traces of blood mist, which was evil and threatening.
The cold light at the edge of the sword was so cold that it unconsciously made people feel inexplicably frightened. .
Where the hilt of the sword is connected to the sword body is a strange blood-red skull.
Not to mention how this sword will be used, its shape alone already gives people an extremely dangerous feeling.
To be very serious, except for the dark magic sword that was suppressed by his system in the storage space at this moment, there is no other spiritual weapon that can match it in terms of weirdness.
"It is indeed a heaven-level spiritual weapon. The pressure of this aura is truly terrifying."
Lin Beichen couldn't help but marveled.
When he was fighting against the skeleton, he didn't pay too much attention to the weeping blood due to his nervousness.
Now that Tianjizi was by his side, and knowing that his life was safe, he noticed the tyrannical pressure released by the crying blood.
It was simply several times stronger than the low-level earth-level spiritual weapon he gave to Ji Ziyue.
After the shock, Lin Beichen seemed to have remembered something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a slight hesitation: "By the way, what does this heaven-level spiritual weapon have to do with the death of your disciple? "
As soon as these words came out, Tianjizi suddenly fell into silence again, and deep regret appeared in his turbid and deep eyes.
Lin Beichen did not continue to question Tianjizi, but quietly waited for Tianjizi to figure it out.
He knew that there must be some unforgettable past between Tianjizi and this skeleton.
The atmosphere in the entire hall was eerily silent for a moment.
I don’t know how long time passed. As a low sigh surrounded the entire hall, Tianjizi also spoke again: "Actually, the weeping blood you see now is not the true meaning of the heaven-level spiritual weapon. The power it comes out is less than one-tenth of that of a real heaven-level spiritual weapon."
"What do you mean?" Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully, "Is the sword body of this heaven-level spiritual weapon broken?"
After saying that, he couldn't help but look at the handle of weeping blood held by the skeleton, and looked up and down with his eyes very carefully.
However, even though he carefully looked at it several times, he still couldn't find a single crack on this heaven-level spiritual weapon.
Then the doubtful look in his eyes became a little more intense.
"No need to look, the sword body is not broken." Tian Jizi shook his head with a wry smile, and then continued: "It is this heaven-level spiritual weapon that has three seals."
Speaking of this, Tianjizi paused, and the sadness in his eyes became more intense, and said: "And these three seals were set by my disciple, the skeleton you see. .”
"For this reason, he, a young man in his prime, a powerful man in the Mysterious Core Realm who should have had a great future, has fallen."
Having said that, Tianjizi lowered his head involuntarily, his eyes dimmed, and the regret contained in them became even more intense. His already rickety body looked even older now.
After listening to Tianjizi's explanation, Lin Beichen looked stunned for a moment, then frowned, and asked: "You mean...this disciple of yours sacrificed his own Xuandan realm cultivator." For the sake of life, it turned into three seals to seal this weeping blood?"
The corners of Tianjizi's mouth twitched slightly, and after a long time he looked up to the sky and sighed, then nodded slowly.
"Why?"
Lin Beichen's brows wrinkled more and more, as if they were about to twist into a knot.
The Xuandan realm powerhouses are 100% the absolute top powerhouses in the Southern Territory, and they belong to the kind of existence that can walk sideways.
When a strong person in the Xuandan Realm fights with someone, even if he is defeated, he can still escape. Even if the situation is bad, he will give up his physical body and transform into the form of a soul.
Unless the enemy surpasses him too much in terms of strength, it is impossible to completely obliterate the soul of a strong man in the Mysterious Core Realm by relying on brute force alone.
Yuan Shen is a product derived after the mental level reaches a certain level. Even after being defeated by brute force, it will recover soon.
Unless a monk has practiced some special skills, such as music, it is possible to completely obliterate the soul of another powerful person in the Mysterious Pill Realm with a similar strength.
It can be said that if a powerful person in the Xuandan realm does not seek death, the threat of death he faces is very small. If he does not seek death, he can usually live until the end of his life.
Therefore,
The virtual god cannot come out, Xuan Dan fights for supremacy!
But such a powerful monk, and most importantly, so young, would actually go to death and melt all his lifelong cultivation into three seals to seal a so-called heaven-level spiritual weapon.
Let alone a heaven-level spiritual weapon, even if it is a holy weapon, so what, the life is gone, who cares what it is, it is nothing more than making a wedding dress for others.
However, just when Lin Beichen was very confused about this matter, Tianjizi's trembling words instantly made everything clear.
"It's all my fault for being greedy. I had to forcibly confess my master's blood, otherwise I wouldn't have awakened the sword spirit in the sword and suffered backlash."
"If all this hadn't happened...if I hadn't been greedy...if Yan'er hadn't happened to come to me that day..."
"What if... alas!"
Tianjizi's expression was filled with grief, and he kept holding his head and murmuring. His pain was palpable, just like an ordinary grandfather who had lost his grandson.
If one life could be exchanged for another, Lin Beichen believed that Tianjizi would not hesitate to exchange his own life for the life of his disciple.
It's hard to believe that a dignified high-level powerful person in the Xuandan Realm, who stomps his feet and shakes the entire Southern Territory, would actually feel as sad as a child at this moment.
If Tianjizi hadn't been in the form of a shadow at the moment, Lin Beichen doubted that he would shed tears sadly.
At the same time, the skeleton standing quietly in the distance was weeping blood in the hand, and the sword was also shaking violently, and the sound of the sword continued to echo throughout the entire hall.
"There may be a certain destiny somewhere... My condolences."
Lin Beichen whispered softly with a complicated expression.
For a moment, Lin Beichen didn't know how to persuade him. He could only watch silently as this former top powerhouse was hurting alone.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
As time went by, Tianjizi gradually calmed down the sad emotions in his heart. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Beichen, but his tone was still choked and said: "Yan'er is so young and outstanding. With his His talent will definitely dominate the entire Southern Territory in the future, and it’s all my fault that I harmed him.”
Lin Beichen looked at Tianjizi who seemed to be much older, pursed his lips, and advised in a complicated tone: "Senior Tianjizi...how should I put it...please express your condolences."
At this point, Lin Beichen paused and continued with a slight hesitation: "Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather."
"The younger generation believes that in one's life, one has done something worth doing, even if it costs one's life."
"Perhaps your apprentice thinks that doing this is worthwhile and does not blame you. Or maybe he thinks that your life is more important than his own."
Speaking of this, Lin Beichen's eyes moved to the skeleton in the distance, his expression gradually became complicated, and he felt an inexplicable reverence for this skeleton in his heart.
Different from respecting a strong person, this is respecting a mentally strong person.
"Is what you said true......"
Tianjizi also looked at the skeleton following Lin Beichen's words, and a low murmur came from his mouth.
His mood, which had been difficult to calm down, gradually let go with Lin Beichen's persuasion.
The deep sadness in his eyes seemed to be gradually fading away.
"Yeah..." Lin Beichen pursed his lips and said slowly: "Perhaps this senior was still very happy until he died."
"He must also not want you to have such a hard time and be so sad."
"If you let yourself go, you'll let him go!"
After saying that, Lin Beichen looked at Tianjizi with extremely clear eyes.
Those loud words slowly wandered back and forth in the hall.
At the same time, Qixue seemed to sense something and began to tremble violently, almost breaking free from the skeleton's grasp.
"I...I understand."
Tianjizi lowered his head and murmured.
His inner obsession seemed to be purified by Lin Beichen's words of persuasion at this moment.
After a long time, he suddenly raised his head as if he had regained his vitality, looked at the skeleton, his tone was no longer full of grief, and said: "Yan'er, master has figured it out, master wants to tell you... .You have always been the pride of the master, and having a disciple like you is enough for me to be my master for this lifetime!"
Tianjizi's words were like the sound of the great road, which was loud and clear while washing away the blood that was emanating from the weeping blood.
Following Tianjizi's gentle wave, Qixue seemed to be a spirit, flying towards him in Lin Beichen's shocked eyes.
At the same time, the skeleton also collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its soul at this moment.
"Qiang!"
Taking the long sword into his hands, an inexplicable cold feeling hit him from his palm.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Lin Beichen's extremely confused and shocked words slowly sounded in the hall...
