Extreme Chaos

Chapter 1339 Waiting for a long time.

Mu Jun Wuwen suddenly came back to his senses, he waited for five seconds before finally giving a wry smile, and replied: "Grandpa Zu, if I told you that this Xuanyu fan came from the Jiwu Continent, would you believe it?"

Mu Mianfeng was taken aback for a moment, puzzled and said, "He came from Jiwu Continent? What does this mean?"

Mu Junwu sighed, opened his eyes and said: "That is Mu Chen's weapon, because it cannot be accommodated in any storage space, Mu Chen left it in the eternal sanctuary of the Holy Sepulcher Mountain in order to conceal his identity .”

This time Mu Mianfeng finally understood, but after he understood, he also showed shock, and said in amazement: "You mean it came from Jiwu Continent? There has been no change in the closure until now, and it is impossible to let it move freely just because of the grade restriction of the weapon!"

At this point in the words, Mu Mianfeng suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What grade is this weapon?"

Mu Junwu shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"There is no weapon spirit, but it has its own will. I don't know the material, but I haven't encountered any weapon that can break it. Can you deduce its grade?"

Mu Mianfeng took a deep breath, these words sounded really strange, throughout the countless thousands of years, he had never heard of such a thing.What does it mean to have your own will without a weapon spirit, and what does it mean to not know the material but not encounter any weapons that can break it?

"Even the emperor's soldiers can't be broken?"

Mu Mianfeng subconsciously said this sentence, but on second thought, it was impossible. Even though Mu Chen had seen people well, there should be no one in the outside world facing him with imperial soldiers.

But regardless of the emperor's weapon, if the Xuanyu Fan can't even break the holy weapon, it means that this weapon definitely surpasses the holy weapon!But in this way, things are contradictory. Except for the three things that were sealed at the beginning, Yin Miao Yang Yan and the phantom staff, every weapon that surpasses the holy grade will be sealed by the rules of space, even if it is a nine-rank immortal soldier. No exceptions!So why is this thing that came suddenly from the Jiwu Continent so completely ignoring the rules?
"Inanimate but conscious, indeterminate material, cannot be accommodated by any storage space, unrestricted...unrestricted... Could it be that?" As if suddenly thinking of something, Mu Mianfeng suddenly became excited!
Mu Junwu hurriedly asked: "Grandpa Zu has a clue?"

Mu Mianfeng said: "I don't really have a clue, but I vaguely remember that I read such a classic when I was alive. I can't remember who wrote it, and I only remember the general content. I only know that the bloody Fang just felt that what he said was too much. It was too absurd, so I just glanced at it as crazy words and self-illusion, but now I think about it, but I think it is not impossible!"

As a member of Tianji Pavilion, Mu Junwu certainly has a family disease, so he immediately asked, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Mianfeng took a deep look at Mu Junwu, and said seriously: "He said that the "Emperor Realm" is not the end of the Jiwu Continent. There are still many things in this world that transcend the limits of the "Realm". , things. It’s ridiculous, but it’s a reasonable explanation when applied to the Xuanyu Fan.”

"Beyond the limitation of 'realm', this point of view..."

The voice was only half finished, Mu Junwu suddenly shifted his gaze to Mu Chen, and said secretly, this point of view can be applied not only to the Xuanyu Fan, but also to its owner...

And as Mu Junwu's secret words ended, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared from the inside of the four-color light curtain without warning.Hearing a depressing sound of energy impact, the mist of vitality surrounding the ten-color lotus and the nine-color light dissipated abruptly. When the vision was clear, a tall and slender figure holding a huge fan stepped on the golden yuan Li Lianyi slowly approached the two of them.

With a flick of the wrist, five fingers clenched tightly, the big black fan closed suddenly with a crisp clang sound, the thin lips parted slightly, and a slightly apologetic but gentle greeting quietly broke the silence of the entire core of the Holy Spirit.

"Awaited."

(End of this chapter)