Chapter 180: Snail

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This is a round snail. If you put away the colorful light shining on it, it looks ordinary.

Shui Xin asked. He said that he was too beautiful and didn't want to attract other people's attention with anything shiny.

He specifically said: Never do anything about Hu Nuan.

Hu Qing might as well make it like this for him. The conch is small, but the dojo is big.

The current snail looks too ordinary. It would not be noticeable if it were thrown on the beach. Instead, it does not look like a weapon, but like a mature snail, trying hard to break through the shackles of the bad guy.

Shui Xin took it with one hand, and after a while of fluttering, he finally grasped the small conch, and put away the spiritual fire in time.

The palm of my hand hurts and blood flows like a stream.

The little thing is really cruel, what he is holding is not a snail, but a hedgehog.

Hu Qing had already retreated outside the formation and shouted again: "Get up!"

Golden light and white light flashed within the barrier, reflecting blood-red light.

Now it's the battle between Shui Xin and Luo. Shuixin won and Luo surrendered. When the snail wins, it runs away until it meets someone who surrenders it.

Hu Qing looked at Shuixin flying around with a fist stretched out, and clicked his tongue and shook his head. It turns out that this is how the immortal weapon is born with spirituality, and it is not a good thing.

There was movement around me, coming from the clouds.

"I didn't expect you to have such talent."

Hu Qing turned his head and looked at him: "Is there any relevant inheritance in Canjian Mountain that I can study?"

Yun Zhong told her regretfully: "No. Canjian Mountain's weapon refining is only an auxiliary for sword cultivation."

Hu Qing was confused: "So there are only sword cultivators in Canjian Mountain? Don't you all support the sect?"

Yun Zhong said: "Everyone is gone, who will we feed?"

Hu Qingyu choked and said, "Maybe he left because he couldn't support him?"

Yun Zhong: "No, who likes to stay in one place all the time."

Hu Qing: "That's true."

In the formation, Shui Xin's palms were cut to pieces by spiritual power, and his entire sleeves were dyed red, but he still held on tightly and refused to let go.

Hu Qing frowned, does this snail have such a strong temper? Why didn't she notice?

Silk Bu didn't take it seriously and said to the snail, "Kid's kicking his legs."

It's just relying on a breath of energy. When the energy wears off, it will become honest.

Hu Qing was thoughtful. Even if a lot of the master's spiritual power and consciousness are added to the refining process, the weapon will still resist violently after it is completed. Why?

She asked the silk cloth in her heart: "Is there any weapon that has not been taken away and no one has recognized it after escaping?"

Silk cloth: "No way, if you run away, you will be discovered sooner or later. Once discovered, they will swarm you, and you will eventually have to recognize the owner."

He said: "Don't think that you can get away with it if you escape. If you can't recognize your master, you will become a dead weapon sooner or later."

Hu Qing: "At least I'm free."

Silk cloth: "It's different. That's not freedom, that's wandering. Without the owner, the spirit of the weapon cannot come out. Even if it can come out, it will consume a lot of its own spiritual power. Like me, for countless years, I can only Trapped in silk and sleeping without meeting the right person, I couldn’t even speak.”

Hu Qing: "Why are the laws so strict on weapon spirits?"

Silk cloth: "Probably because we were not born directly in heaven and earth, but were created by other living beings, and are inherently inferior to real living beings. Moreover, we cannot understand the Tao and can only act according to orders, which is of no benefit to the world."

Hu Qing was displeased: "Who told you?" Isn't this brainwashing Jubu?

Silk cloth: "Needless to say, we have had this understanding since the birth of spiritual wisdom."

Hu Qing couldn't help but think of AI. I have feelings for the silk cloth. But if we objectively evaluate what rights AI should have - she fell silent.

She stared at the sky, but she looked into her own heart. If she had this right and the right to grant rights - what should she do?

The sky is very blue today, so bright and blue. The blue screen gradually changed color in her eyes, and the shadows of flowing clouds flew over the huge shadows, layer upon layer, as if something was building. The layers stacked on top of each other turned into thousands of mountains and rivers, and turned into a vicissitudes of life. Invisible light was passing by, and the space collapsed like rotten wood.

puff--

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Silk cloth stamped his feet: "What are you thinking about again?"

Yunzhong was startled and subconsciously held her arm: "What's wrong?"

Hu Qing shook his head tiredly: "Too tired."

She slowly sat down following the force in the clouds. It was daytime just now, so why were the stars hanging upside down now?

The formation under the starry sky is bright, and red Buddhist inscriptions flow on the barrier. The water heart in the barrier has already controlled the conch, and the wonderful sound and Buddha's power are poured into the quiet conch in his burnt hand.

He pressed his palm on the ground, and the formation glowed brightly, instantly surpassing the stars in the sky. The light shrank sharply, and the three colors of gold, white and red shrank into Shui Xin's body, followed the meridians into the Dantian, then flowed out from the Dantian, and finally flowed into the snail shell.

The night wind blew, and there were no traces of the formation on the ground.

A strong wind blew up from the clouds and grabbed the two of them: "Someone is coming."

The wind dispersed and no one was seen.

After a few breaths, two or three people stood here, looking around in confusion. No matter how much they checked and traced back, they still couldn't find out what happened here.

The other party is stronger than yourself.

Leaving unwillingly.

Maybe they'll get a shot back, but they're destined to find nothing.

There are ghosts and ghosts in the jungle.

A brand new banana leaf. Three people stood on top.

Hu Qing said: "Try your little snail number."

It's all ghosts, your home turf.

Shui Xin's eyes were green and black, and he looked at her: "There are countless ghosts here."

Hu Qing didn't believe it.

Shui Xin looked at Yun Zhong and said to her: "After killing a ghost, it turns into ghost aura, and the ghost aura will regenerate into a ghost. Moreover, the ghost aura here cannot be eliminated. Don't let Hu Nuan think how powerful you are in pacifying this place." "

Hu Qing was stunned: "Last time, Hu Nuan killed a lot of ghosts."

Shui Xin: "You can't kill them. The ghosts here are burdened with debts and malice, and the underworld won't accept them."

His eyes warned her not to be so foolish as to transcend. Even if you move the ghost door out, they won't take it away.

Hu Qing: "Why?"

She turned to Yunzhong: "Why?"

Yun Zhongyouyou said: "The cause and effect has not been resolved, and you cannot enter reincarnation."

Hu Qing understood that the cause and effect were too great to be broken in the underworld, so he simply let them end in the yang realm and then go down to the underworld, so as not to cause trouble to the underworld.

Can it still be like this?

Underworld: Why not? Yangjie can only blame others, so we can refuse them.

Hu Qing insisted: "Blow your little conch horn."

The heart of water refuses to obey.

"The ghost is immortal anyway. I am a weapon refiner. Can't I even see the power of my own work?"

This request cannot be refused.

Shui Xin had no choice but to take out the snail, make it bigger, and blow on the mouth of the snail.

Immediately, a supreme wonderful sound floated out of the shell. As soon as the wonderful sound entered the ghost energy, the ghost energy surged and the ghosts fled.

What's going on? It's so unpleasant.

Hu Qing took the conch and sighed. How should I put it, this is the one with the lowest appearance that I made by myself. Even the swords mass-produced in the past were more powerful than it. If you leave it on the beach, no dog will pick it up.

Not outstanding white, not outstanding spiral shape, not outstanding texture.

Good. Someday if Shuixin is knocked unconscious, this thing will not be taken away.

He returned it to him: "Take good care of it. I'll make a list for you. When you get it together, I'll practice again."

Shui Xin took it back: "The treasure bottle you promised me -"

"roll."

"mine--"

"roll."

Shui Xin smiled at Yun Zhong, she has this temper, just get used to it.

Yunzhong: Why should I get used to it?

After a while, Shui Xin said: "Your soul is seriously damaged. Find a place and I will heal you."

Yun Zhong glanced sideways: Fusion?

Hu Qing is actually very uncomfortable. The reason why she vomited blood before was because her soul was attacked inexplicably, and the edges of her body in the sea of ​​consciousness collapsed. The futile entanglement of her heartless threads did not make her feel better.

"good."