Deep in Hanling City and Lingkuang Mountains
In the deep stream of the dark valley, Qiye shook off the ice residue on his body, and when he was about to stand up, a sharp pain that had not dissipated suddenly hit him, almost causing Qiye to stumble and faint. With a "plop", Qiye sat on the ground with a pale face, and immediately after that, cold sweat broke out from all over his body, which was soaked in blood-stained coarse linen clothes. The dizzy feeling of hot and cold still lingered in my head, and I kept breathing heavily. The severe pain and weakness all over his body made Qiye, who woke up, once again experience the unbearable and unforgettable pain of exercising.
"You have just finished exercising, and the pain has not dissipated. You still need to rest for a while." Hunyuan Taizu looked at Qiye and said, but his voice was older than before.
Qiye raised his head with difficulty and looked at Hunyuan Taizu with a look of confusion: he saw that Hunyuan Taizu's soul was thinner than before, and the ribbons on his clothes were vaguely transparent, as if they were about to dissipate. The spiritual energy surrounding him has been exhausted, and Hunyuan Taizu's expression looks even more tired than before.
"Master, is this...?" Qiye asked hurriedly while panting.
"Master has used his last spiritual power to successfully build the foundation for you. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, I no longer have any worries in the world, and you can leave without regrets..." Taizu Hunyuan said slowly, even though his voice Slightly tired but unusually calm and open-minded.
"Master is so kind to the disciple, and the disciple still doesn't know how to repay it? If possible, the disciple is willing to use his life to save the master!" As he said this, Qiye gritted his teeth and struggled to endure the severe pain.
"I'm helping you, my master, not because I want you to die to save me, but because you are my disciple." Hunyuan Taizu said with some emotion and relief after hearing Qiye's words.
After Qiye heard the words of Taizu Hunyuan, he was speechless and choked with tears. He burst into tears. I didn't expect that in this world, besides Grandpa Luo Mu, I could meet someone who cared about me so much. This kindness is more important than Mount Tai and will never be forgotten!
"My master has been sealed in this deep valley and mountain stream for seven thousand years. Only this ray of soul has survived to this day. Perhaps dying now is a great relief for my master..." Hunyuan Tai Zu gently stroked his long beard, looked far away at the deep valley outside the light curtain, and sighed.
Qiye wiped the tears from his eyes, holding back the sobs and the severe pain all over his body. Hunyuan Taizu's words made Qiye feel calm and calm as if he were ready to die. Qiye deeply blamed himself for his inability to save his master, but he was unwilling to do anything for Hunyuan Taizu. What.
"Master is so powerful, who sealed it here?" After thinking for a while, Qiye asked cautiously.
"At the end of the Millennium War, my master fought a decisive battle with the beast army here. During the melee, he was accidentally attacked by the high priest of the Witch Clan, Wu Jue, and was seriously injured in a sneak attack. He was later sealed here." Taizu Hunyuan said with a sad expression, but his tone There was still a hint of anger in him.
"The High Priest of the Witch Clan actually used such villainous behavior, it's simply shameful!" Qiye couldn't help but said angrily after hearing this. His fists clenched and made a faint sound. His anger made him forget the severe pain in his body, and his heart was filled with unstoppable rage and helplessness. Vent your anger.
"Master, is the High Priest of the Witch Clan stronger than you?" Qiye asked while slowly holding back his anger.
"That Wu Jue's strength is only slightly lower than mine: the initial strength of the Holy Spirit, but the sealing technique is very good." Hunyuan Taizu said while looking at the light curtain of the seal. Then he slowly turned around and looked at the small ball with blue light in the center of the sealing formation not far behind him.
Qiye saw Hunyuan Taizu turning sideways and looking behind him. He followed his gaze with some confusion and saw Hunyuan Taizu not far behind him. In the center of the entire light curtain, there is a spiritual ball the size of a watermelon, emitting blue light. From the beginning to now, Qiye has never noticed that besides himself and Hunyuan Taizu, there are other things in the entire light curtain space.
Looking carefully, there is a dagger about 20 centimeters long in the light ball, with a shiny black body and exuding light blue aura. The dagger was inserted vertically into the array in the center of the light curtain. There was a pool of white phosphorus-like powder on the ground around the dagger, which was the ashes left by an buried corpse. Except for Hunyuan Taizu, no one exists in this space. Obviously, it should be the ashes of the master. Seeing this scene, Qiye's eyes were sore and his heart became heavier.
Taizu Hunyuan sighed and turned around. Seeing Qiye's solemn expression, he calmly narrated: That dagger is called "Linglong Witch Knife". It is Wu Jue, the high priest of the Wu clan. He uses the blade to slaughter sacrifices during sacrifices. This knife cuts iron like mud and is immune to countless spiritual defenses. Since it has slaughtered too many sacrifices and swallowed the blood essence of thousands of high-level monsters, this sword is as bloodthirsty as a demon, stealing people's hearts and has also evolved the sealing power of high-level monsters.
Back then, Wu Jue took advantage of his master's decisive battle with the beast army and used this sword to make a sneak attack when the defense behind him was unprepared. Although he was seriously injured by his master, he also suffered a solid slap from his master. He was seriously injured and had no choice but to leave the sword behind. Presumably, even if Wu Jue recovers from his injuries in the future, the foundation of his cultivation will be damaged, and it may be difficult to improve his strength in this life.
And now, seven thousand years have passed, and the master's bones have long been buried, but the power of the seal on this sword still remains. The blade is as bright as a ray of light and the scarlet aura of the blade remains. It is worthy of being a 'high-grade spiritual weapon'.
..... Hunyuan Taizu was sad again
In the appraisal of weapons in this world, there are five levels: divine weapons, holy weapons, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, and ordinary weapons.
Divine weapons are only found in the hands of peak races such as the Gods and Demons, and are inherited by the clan leaders; while holy weapons only exist in the hands of clan leaders or elders of powerful races such as ghosts and immortals; spiritual weapons are More of them exist in the third-class races such as monsters and beasts, or the royal family in the human race. As for the mysterious weapons, basically ordinary spiritual practitioners use low-level mysterious weapons; the last ordinary soldiers are used by ordinary soldiers. ordinary weapons.
Although weapons have such a level ranking, it does not mean that the level of weapons remains unchanged. Only a very small number of weapons with a very small chance can obtain level improvements through continuous tempering, and the number of those who specialize in tempering and forging immortal weapons is also limited. There are very few 'spiritual weapon masters'. The tempering of a spiritual weapon master is not limited to weapons, but also magic weapons. The prerequisite for becoming a spiritual weapon master is to have a powerful spiritual soul!
Among the five levels of weapons, each level is also divided into four levels according to the quality of the weapon: low-level, medium-level, high-level, and top-level.
The lower grade is as red as bloodthirsty; the middle grade is as green as grass; the top grade is as blue as gems; and the best grade is the most alluring purple.
There is no doubt that the exquisite witch sword with its light blue aura exuding from the blade is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Qi Ye quietly listened to Taizu Hunyuan's description of the Exquisite Witch Sword, and lamented that although this weapon looked harmless to humans and animals, he did not expect it to be so terrifying. It was simply a weapon born for killing.
Although this exquisite witch sword was so extraordinary, Qiye was indifferent to it. From the story of Taizu Hunyuan, Qiye knew that this sword would not be of any benefit to him, and would only lead to bloody backlash. Once the user's soul is swallowed by the weapon, he will become a puppet of the weapon and continue to kill. Until death from exhaustion.
Hunyuan Taizu was very pleased to see Qiye's expression of indifference towards the high-grade spiritual weapon that made countless people crazy.
Too much irrational greed will only lead to stupid destruction. From ancient times to the present, there have been countless geniuses, but it is difficult for them to become the overlord of the king's side. Because there are too many scrambles to get, they are eventually buried in the never-ending torrent of struggle.
Gently stroking his long beard, Hunyuan Taizu thought for a while and looked at Qiye solemnly. At this moment, Qiye also withdrew his gaze from the exquisite witch sword, no longer nostalgic for it. Qiye saw Taizu Hunyuan looking at him so solemnly as if he had something to say, so he stood respectfully waiting for instruction.
After a long while, Taizu Hunyuan said meaningfully: "My time as a teacher is not long now, and the future path still requires my own efforts. Although there are thousands of fortunes, we can become one! These are my last parting words as a teacher. I still hope that Disciple, remember this!"
"Master's words will be remembered by the disciples for the rest of their lives!" Qiye leaned over and said respectfully, but his words could not hide the secret sadness.
"After this ray of my master's soul is destroyed, the seal of this exquisite witch sword will also be broken. Disciple, you can take this sword away and regard it as the last parting gift from my master. But remember: before you reach the critical moment of your life, This sword must not be used. This sword must not be revealed before you are strong enough, otherwise it will bring about many unreasonable disasters!" Taizu Hunyuan ordered every word with a serious expression.
"Master's instructions, disciples must remember it!" Although he didn't know why Taizu Hunyuan did this, Qiye still listened carefully and remembered it.
After the instructions, Hunyuan Taizu slowly rose up with relief, and radiated all the remaining spiritual power in his body. Suddenly, countless golden lights shone in front of Qiye's eyes, making it difficult to open his eyes to see clearly. Then, the countless golden lights gathered into a brilliant arrow and shot towards the exquisite witch sword that was motionless in the formation.
"Bang!" The powerful impact instantly pierced the blue light shield on the outer layer of the Linglong Witch Saber. The unstoppable light arrow hit the Linglong Witch Saber and immediately turned into a ball of blazing flames. Then it quickly Integrated into the blade. Immediately afterwards, a wisp of black spiritual energy evaporated from the blade and slowly dissipated into the void. A strange figure on the handle also disappeared. It was the soul imprint left by Wu Jue, the previous owner of the blade.
"Disciple, get a drop of blood quickly!" The urgent urging of Hunyuan Taizu came to Qiye's ears.
Qiye didn't have time to think about it, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood towards the exquisite witch knife. As soon as a few drops of blood touched the Exquisite Witch Knife, they were instantly sucked dry by the blade. Then the entire exquisite witch sword continued to tremble. "嘘嘤...." The sharp and piercing sound of the knife was made, as if it was making a final unyielding struggle. Finally, the sound of the knife gradually fell silent, and the blade of the knife emitted a richer blue light than the previous light blue.
The blue light spread out in all directions and penetrated the entire tightly wrapped huge spherical light curtain. Rays of light penetrated from the cracks, and finally the entire sealing mask instantly shattered into countless mottled colors. Qiye was also blinded by the strong blue light, and unpreparedly fell into the dark abyss under the light barrier again. After the light faded, the exquisite witch knife turned into a white light and shot into the darkness below. The whole broken world fell into silence again after a moment.
