Star Island.
The giant tree transformed into a very clear hairpin stretched out several soft roots, holding a bunch of mature spiritual plants to the mirror as before.
"Although it's just a small matter, after discussing it with Yu, I still think it's time to inform you."
Ji Qinghao said, and the spiritual consciousness of Ji Yupao responded affirmatively.
Jing Yingrong said "hmm" and walked towards Tianwai Tower.
In the Tianwai Building, there is a floor dedicated to storing magic weapons. Just like the layer where classics and secrets are stored, many of the magic weapons on this layer did not originally belong to Taoist Kongji. They were obtained by him through various channels over the long years. Since they are almost useless, they are placed here. at.
From low-grade earth artifacts to high-grade heavenly artifacts, many high-level magic weapons that should be placed in categories according to common sense are floating in a messy and scattered manner in the huge space, with no trace of being sorted out. One can't help but suspect that they were originally placed in different categories. After being put in, no one took care of it anymore.
There are many magic weapons that give birth to weapon spirits, but they are all in a deep sleep state, relying on the magic weapon's instinct to continuously absorb external energy. A magic weapon without a spirit can also use external energy to nourish itself, but the efficiency is much lower. Without human intervention, it takes an extremely long period of accumulation before it is possible to generate spirituality, and thus be qualified to further open the spirit. Consciousness gives birth to the spirit of the weapon.
Generally speaking, the higher the quality of the magic weapon itself, the less difficult it is to produce spirituality. If you are born with a Taoist weapon, there is no need to accumulate it. Many Taoist tools can have a tool spirit soon after they are born.
Getting back to the subject, the little thing Ji Qinghao told Jing Yingrong meant that there was a magic weapon in this layer that awakened the spiritual consciousness.
It was a magic weapon in the style of a folding fan, and it was a mid-grade heavenly weapon. It was floating at the door of the room, touching the invisible barrier at the door again and again. It moved very lightly, as if it was carefully testing whether it could get out.
Jing Yingrong stepped into the room and reached out to grab the folding fan. The folding fan resisted instinctively, and a shimmer appeared on the surface, but it had no effect. The slender jade fingers grasped the handle of the fan without any hesitation.
The folding fan struggled a few times, but didn't break away, so it became quiet.
Jing Yingrong reached out her consciousness to touch it, and a vague and raw thought was conveyed to her consciousness:
"You...are...are...what...have...I...am..."
There is no sound yet, just a little bit of unintelligible information carried in the mind.
Jing Yingrong opened the folding fan, and the snow-white fan was embroidered with four Chinese characters "Number One in the World" with flying dragons and phoenixes.
She searched in her memory for a while, and then also used her spiritual consciousness to pass on the information she wanted to express.
"Your name is 'Jue Yifan'. It was cast by Taoist Master Shi Xuan. It was once a magic weapon worn by Venerable Guanji. Venerable Guanji sold you to the Zhou Yanzhou Auction House in order to prepare elixir materials. You were sold at the auction. People took pictures, and that’s how I got here.”
It was a very simple piece of information, and it took Jue Yifan a long time to digest it.
"I... am... Jue Yifan, I... Guanji... am... yes, master?... I... remember... remember him... for a long time, and me..."
The intermittent information was transmitted through thoughts. Although it was still fragmented, it could give Jing Yingrong a rough understanding.
Jing Yingrong: "The fact that you left an impression on your former master means that you had already developed spirituality at that time."
"Master... impression... I, don't know... you... let go, let me go..."
Jue Yifan struggled again, showing resistance in his thoughts.
Jing Yingrong was not surprised, as if he had expected it, he walked out of the room calmly, and then let go of his hand.
Jue Yi turned into a stream of light and flew out, hanging in the air. The nascent spiritual consciousness spread out wantonly, absorbing the energy of the island hungrily.
"Freedom... I am... very strong, the first... power... absolute..."
The emotional fluctuations in my thoughts became more and more obvious, as if the tide was gradually rising, getting higher and higher.
Ji Yupao's voice echoed in Jing Yingrong's sea of consciousness: "Another troublemaker."
Jiyanzhu: "Again?"
Ji Sha Sword: "As for you, the last person it said was in trouble was you."
Jiyanzhu: "Eh?!"
At this time, the tide overflowed.
Jueyi fanned.
It flaps gently downwards, and a breeze slowly blows out.
The seemingly gentle breeze contained unimaginable destructive power, enough power to kill a god-transforming monk in an instant. And this is a spontaneous action without an owner.
Seeing that the breeze was about to touch the spiritual plants on the ground, the crown of the giant tree covering most of Xingyou Island shook, and an even greater power shot out across the sky, lightly wiping away the breeze.
Jue Yifan was completely unaware of the existence of this powerful force. It was like a naughty child who got a new toy, excitedly fanning it everywhere. Although it failed to cause any substantial damage due to its great power, this did not affect its interest at all.
Ji Qinghao: "Don't worry about the mirror?"
"Need not."
Jing Yingrong looked at Jue Yifan with a calm look, as if she was used to it.
Ji Yupao: "Throw it outside to prevent it from harming things on the island."
Jing Yingrong glanced at the endless void outside the island and shook her head: "It will be destroyed physically and mentally."
Ji Qinghao: "Let me take care of it. Just take a good rest in the mirror. By the way, how long will this energy last?"
Jing Yingrong: "When it recognizes the destiny of heaven and earth, it will be fine."
Ji Qinghao: "Okay."
Ji Yanzhu: "Huh? Could it be that it was because of this reason that I burned so many things in the first place? You and Li Chengkong ignored me and let me burn them while I calmed down. Didn't you just ignore me on purpose? In the end, you found me troublesome?"
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Jijie Pen: "Yan, how much did you burn? Looking at it this way, I was quite quiet back then, haha, not a problem, right?"
Jing Yingrong: "..."
Jijie Pen: "What's wrong... I just cut a few mountains..."
Ji Yanzhu: "What about Sha? Why didn't you say... Oh, Sha was born in front of you."
Ji Sha Jian: "Do you think I am you? I have a weapon spirit as soon as my spiritual consciousness is opened. Anyone who is like you will set fire everywhere if they say anything bad."
Jing Yingrong: "Well, you are speaking neatly and hacking at the same time."
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
Jiyanzhu: "Pfft."
Jijiebi: "Hahahaha, I guess, Sha must have said some cruel words at that time, right?"
Jing Yingrong: "Do you want to listen?"
"want!"
The weapon spirits except Ji Sha Sword answered in unison.
Ji Sha Sword: "..."
Jing Yingrong said loudly in the sea of consciousness with a much louder voice than usual:
"I am the strongest in the world, the invincible supreme. Who can stop me? Who? Who? Still! Someone! Who!"
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