Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2116 Inside the curtain

youth on the other side
The number of threads of spiritual power linking the youth and the spirit sword continued to increase and condensed into pieces, gradually building a thin "bridge" of spiritual power.

It was obvious that he was trying to tame the spirit sword in front of him that was too powerful to be described in a word.

But if someone looks carefully, they will find that the spiritual power bridge is not composed of a single kind of spiritual power, but is composed of two different spiritual powers.

The spiritual power of the Golden Wheel Sword is just like the sign of its outward power, glowing with a strong golden brilliance, with an extremely strong yang attribute.

That's right, the spiritual power of this spirit sword does not belong to any of the five elements' spiritual power, nor is it a well-known variation attribute.Strictly speaking, the spiritual power contained in it should be non-attributed, but because the special material used to construct the spiritual sword comes from a place of extreme yang, this spiritual sword has a very strong yang attribute.

On the other hand, Zhenjun Yuanheng's spiritual power is more of water wood attribute, even more of wood attribute, and the overall spiritual power is slightly blue.

The two kinds of spiritual power are intertwined and intertwined, the difference is really quite big, and it also causes a huge deviation in vision.The two parties each accounted for half, and did not show obvious advantages and disadvantages.

This is not an ordinary way of refining spirit weapons, but more like a contest.A contest between man and Lingbao, let's see who bows first.

Because this golden wheel sword is neither a magic weapon nor a spiritual weapon, but a natural treasure.Although it was refined after falling into the hands of monks to make it more suitable for human use, it actually came to the world as a spirit treasure before its initial birth.It is far more spiritual and proud than ordinary spiritual weapons.

Therefore, refining it is also more difficult than refining man-made magical weapons.After all, even if the latter cultivators want to refine, they have to distinguish between human attributes and abilities. Good spiritual weapons and magic weapons will choose their own masters.

What's more, it is almost impossible for the natural treasures to recognize mediocre masters.Even depending on their own strength, if the cultivation level of the person who intends to refine is too low, they are likely to refuse.

The Golden Wheel Sword is a super-heaven-level spiritual treasure, and it has also become famous from its former master, leaving a great reputation in history.It is not an easy task to domesticate such a spirit treasure, let alone something that can be done in a short time.

The current Daoist Yuanheng still has a long way to go to tame this sword.

However, this is the "level" specially set up for him, and it is a test introduced by the other party.

Although he can't be called a master due to personal reasons, he should fulfill his wish by inheriting the mantle.Even though he knew that going there might be dangerous, he still jumped in.

I don't think he still overestimated himself.Even if one breaks through the Nascent Soul and goes to the level of Huashen, he still cannot get even a little bit of approval from this spirit sword.

The master of this spirit sword is also the venerable who asked him to refine the sword, and his power has reached the peak of human cultivation.How could he accept such a low mountain foot when he looked down at the scenery from such a peak, Yuan Heng thought that this proud sword should be unwilling.

Looking at this spiritual sword that is not supposed to be sharp even though it is floating quietly, it is estimated that if it is not for that mark, he may not even have the qualification to approach this sword.

Suddenly, the panjin spiritual power on the other side seemed to be stimulated, and the radiance burst out, crossing the "transition line" of transition, and seemed to be encroaching in the opposite direction.

In the blink of an eye, the young man with a calm complexion was covered with fine beads of sweat, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the blood on his lips quickly dissipated——

Unable to hold back, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes that were clear in the past were covered with blood, with a certain fear and jealousy that had not dissipated.

The salty smell in his throat could not be suppressed, he couldn't help tilting his head and gushing out from the throat, accidentally splashing onto the collar, sleeves or exposed skin.

Sniffing the strong smell of blood wafting in the air, Lan Lan couldn't help but smile wryly.I haven't been in such a mess for a long time... Ah no, I haven't been unlucky like this continuously.

The last time was not too long ago, when Yundao was almost disintegrated by the sudden space storm, it was much more embarrassing than it is now.

So it is really remarkable to say that his trip to southern Xinjiang has "returned to the original" in various senses.I just don't know if he can continue his good luck and go back alive in the end.

But...it's really difficult.When he came back to his senses, he cast his eyes on the spirit sword which kept shaking more and more sharply in front of him, and he could only laugh at his overreaching.

"Why, you gave up now?" A voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Although he already recognized who the owner of the voice was, and the other party suddenly appeared behind him more than once these days, it also came out so abruptly.But in such a tense situation, he was still subconsciously frightened so that his muscles and bones tensed up.

He didn't look back, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, this disciple has tried his best. But your spirit sword doesn't seem to like this junior very much..."

"It, it hasn't come out for many years, it's really exciting."

What was even more unbelievable was that the spirit sword seemed to understand it. Hearing this, the sword body shook more and more violently, as if dissatisfied with the "former" owner's evaluation of it.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but I can't help it." Someone called the Venerable nodded slightly in the direction of the sword, as if explaining something, even though he couldn't see anything from his blurred figure and face, he could feel it He was probably feeling helpless at this moment.

"...Maybe it's not possible anymore." He said softly at last.

What is impossible?Yuan Heng felt it, but he wasn't sure.

It's like he didn't know what made a sword repairer hand over his sword.And what makes a spirit sword still maintain such strong unwillingness and anger after the owner has passed away for many years.

"you--"

"Okay, okay, enough of the trouble, and the time is almost up. You just let me do it..." the man said slightly disappointed.

Zhenjun Yuanheng didn't have time to react, he felt the people behind him whizzing past him, he felt a gust of wind, and something was hanging heavily in his arms, the cold sword leaned against his shoulder, following his warm skin Conveying some kind of strong resistance and...sadness.

"Goodbye, old chap."

Then Yuan Heng felt that he seemed to be pushed in a certain direction by some unquestionable force.

"It's a good sword, please treat it well."

Finally, he heard the voice seem to say with a slight smile: "Goodbye too, kid." In fact, he never saw each other again.

Watching the young man leave this space, the figure floated at the empty altar, seemingly lonely and empty, waiting for the fate that would come to this body.

(End of this chapter)