I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 480: Alien Visitors, the Secret of the Ascension Platform

The Divine Weapon Continent is a remote and desolate area with few people.

The originally sunny and bright weather suddenly turned gloomy, and then the whole earth was shrouded in darkness.

The sun's brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the entire sky seemed to be blocked by someone.

Looking up at the sky, an unprecedented starry sky suddenly appeared above.

That is a scene that the people of this continent would never see if they looked up at the sky.

That vast map of the starry sky does not belong to this world.

"click"

A crisp sound like breaking glass appeared out of nowhere.

The vast and brilliant starry sky cracked apart.

It was like a canvas was torn in half.

Two figures who looked not in good condition fell out from it, hitting the ground like meteors, stirring up a large amount of mud and dust.

The crack in the starry sky seemed to be torn apart by these two figures.

With their appearance, the huge, heart-wrenching scar slowly healed, its color becoming increasingly darker, and soon it returned to a clear, blue sky with clear skies.

"Pah, pah, what a lousy method. I almost broke my bones."

A disheveled figure covered in dust and dirt crawled out of the big pit on the ground, cursing, holding in his hand a very gorgeous-looking staff that was more than a person tall.

If you ignore the blue crystal-like human skull inlaid on the top of the staff, this guy looks a bit like a wizard in a Western fantasy world.

Um.
The kind that won't be wanted.

After all, a necromancer is also a mage, and this one's dress is obviously not very formal.

What's even more unserious is that his face looks like a mummy.

Friends who often travel through time should be able to recognize that this person is most likely an undead creature from the lich race, a natural undead spellcaster.

The other one didn't look as miserable as he did.

He has a dignified appearance, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He is dressed in a white robe and stands with his hands behind his back, holding a light green sword. A spherical khaki light shield is flashing around him.

Even though he looks very young, anyone who sees him would probably admire his immortal appearance.

It basically satisfies all the ordinary mortals' imaginations of sword immortals.

"Cooking, just practice more."

The young swordsman uttered this sentence lightly, being frugal with his words.

"Get lost, you bastard, you cultivators have all kinds of tricks, but I'm a god of the dead, how can I be like you? I can fly and defend at the same time, so don't I have to chant the magic spell?"

"I won't die from the fall anyway, so fuck it, I'll just fall, it doesn't matter."

"Fuck you, I almost forgot what you did, you bastard. Hurry up and give me your Eighteen-handed Boundary-breaking Shuttle. I beg you for it, okay?"

"The moment I crossed the world barrier, the world's will automatically counterattacked and almost killed me. Can't you come up with something more anthropomorphic next time? Don't let me suffer like this, okay? I have never suffered such torture in my life."

The lich was cursing all the time, as if he was the one who couldn't speak without using profanity, and he was a bit nagging.

"shut up!"

The young swordsman had a cold expression on his face, and he scolded with a frown on his face, as if he had facial paralysis.

"In pursuit of eternal truth, we have long given up creating such useless things. How can I improve the Boundary Breaker? If you are unwilling, you might as well work harder and exchange your merits for something better."

"You're at it again, you little bitch, you're like a parrot, that's all you can say."

The lich seemed to have long been accustomed to the sword fairy's replies and did not take them seriously at all, still cursing.

"I'm starting to doubt whether joining the True Demon Clan was a step towards ruining my future. My strength has improved, but I can't even create new magic. It's really hard for me, buddy."

"Let's stop talking nonsense. If the two of us can retrieve a fake immortal weapon this time, or if we are lucky enough to obtain the inheritance, we will definitely be able to go a step further." The young sword immortal said calmly, "The great way is eternal, and the laws are perfect. We don't need to create anything, we can just learn and imitate. If we integrate the knowledge of hundreds of schools into ourselves, we can also kill the enemy."

"Forget it. There's no point in arguing with a sexually apathetic person like you. It's more important to get down to business."

The lich finally reduced the amount of obscene language and said something serious.

As he spoke, he waved his staff, opened up a different dimensional space he had created, and took out a fist-sized ball of light from it.

The ball of light appeared exceptionally bright after it came into contact with this world.

It is obviously a dead object, but it unexpectedly presents a joyful feeling like a young swallow returning to its nest.

"Let your Grandpa Gris see if this thing really works. It's so old, and it took so much effort to find it after crossing so many realms. I hope it's not a wasted trip for us brothers."

The lich Gris muttered to himself as he used his magical power to suspend the fist-sized ball of light in the air, and gently tapped it with his giant magic wand that was as tall as a person.

The next moment, the halo bursting out from the ball of light became brighter, as if it was given life and began to move in a certain direction.

Feeling the power of this guidance, the lich Gris couldn't help but let out a creepy cackle with his dried-up vocal cords:

"Ahaha! It worked! Zhao Changhe, did you see that? The instructions left by Old Deng, who had died tens of thousands of years ago, and passed through who knows how many hands, are actually still useful."

"Ah"

The expressionless and icy face of the young swordsman called Zhao Changhe also showed a hint of smile, unable to hide the joy in his heart.

"It is rumored that the former Weapon Refining God left countless inheritances and thousands of magical weapons in his hometown world before ascending to heaven. If you are lucky enough to share one or two, it will be a great joy and you may have a chance to achieve enlightenment."

"What are you daydreaming about? Inheritance and magic weapons? The old Lord of Weapon Refining has been dead for who knows how long. Now even the old man who got the guidance before us is dead. We found the stuff from the corpse, and you expect to have the first bite? What good things are you thinking about?"

The lich Gris opened his mouth and uttered a series of bird songs and flowers. His shriveled eyes, which were swaying with scarlet soul fire, couldn't help but roll their eyes.

"Who knows how many times that old man has cleaned up this world over the years? Maybe when we go there, we'll find that even the ground has been plowed away two feet by that old coffin."

"Well, maybe it's more damaged than we thought. What if that old bastard also got it from someone else's corpse? By the time we got it, this guidance token might have passed through eighteen hands, and there would be nothing left."

"Don't forget, that old bastard is also an expert at stabbing people in the back. He has killed many of his own people just to get promoted."

Zhao Changhe: "." After a long silence, he could not help but utter a few words: "I despise working with such a despicable person. The Weapon Refining God was a brilliant man tens of thousands of years ago, rising like a meteor. The legacy he left before he became a god would definitely not favor such a filthy person."

"Okay, okay, how pure and innocent are you? You blew up a planet with one sword and destroyed billions of mortals without mercy. You are so damn noble. You must be as noble as three or four floors."

Gris cursed angrily.

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the ball of light, weighing it in his hand.

From the light that has slightly reduced its brightness, it can be roughly seen that the main body inside the light ball is an ancient broken weapon that has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

It looks like the head of a hammer.

"If you ask me, you should move your two noble long legs instead of bragging here. This thing is pointing in several directions. Either it has been a little useless for too long, or the inheritance you have been thinking about has been taken away by someone else, and they have been separated. If you don't leave quickly, you won't even be able to eat warm shit."

"You! How can you be so vulgar! So vulgar!"

This sarcastic tone directly made Zhao Changhe complain about Hong Wen.

It took me several seconds to finally utter these two and a half words to fight back.

Even though they have been partners for so long, Zhao Changhe still can't stand the lich Gris's bad mouth.

Especially after this guy absorbed the souls of many powerful gods from Blue Star Shenzhou, he mastered a lot of language arts with the eighteen generations of ancestors as the core and shit, piss and fart as the attack radius.

That already chattering mouth seemed to have evolved. Even the undead creatures under Gris's command could hardly stand the chattering of such a foul-mouthed person.

He even once told a golden skeleton with weaker stress resistance that the soul heart collapsed and the soul fire was directly dissipated.

"Fuck your mother's legs, you are so awesome, don't come over, just stand here, and don't move until I come back. If you move, I will break your legs and break your flying sword!"

The lich Gris didn't tolerate him at all. He swung his staff with a sweet breath, and a gorgeous magic circle consisting of nested hexagrams appeared under him.

The majestic Frost Bone Dragon suddenly appeared with a bone-chilling frost breath, and its bones were a gorgeous black color that shone like obsidian.

The Mourning Bone Dragon carried Gris on its back and flew high into the sky, quickly gliding in a certain direction. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the sky.

Zhao Changhe, who was suddenly scolded again, had his face switching back and forth between blue, red and white, just like a neon light.

A moment later, he flicked his sleeves and chased after him on his sword.

Just as these two alien visitors with very different personalities came in pursuit of the inheritance, Lu Wenwu also brought Lin Yingfei to the famous Wuling Mountain Ascension Platform.

From a sensory perspective alone, Wuling Mountain looks quite majestic.

The height, the momentum, the story background, the gimmicks, the buffs are all full.

If it were on Blue Star, charging 120 yuan for the ticket would probably be no problem.

Perhaps because most warriors are engaged in war or training, Wuling Mountain is extremely deserted.

Apart from Lu Wenwu, Maomao, and Lin Yingfei who came here to check in, there was no human presence within a radius of dozens of miles.

Arriving at the so-called ascension platform on the top of the mountain, Lu Wenwu's expression became a little strange.

Just as Lin Yingfei said in the previous story, there doesn't seem to be anything magical here. It's just a stone platform that looks simple and majestic and full of ancient feeling.

It is about nine meters square, which is not a very large area.

However, there is nothing strange about this ascension platform, and this itself is the biggest oddity.

It stands squarely on the top of the mountain, blending seamlessly with the peak, as if it were carved directly from the mountain itself.

But it does not have any traces of artificial excavation or carving. It is integrated with the entire mountain, as if it was born this way and was naturally meant to grow into this appearance.

This reminded Lu Wenwu of how he looked when he saw those magical weapons before.

How similar are the two?
The pale golden light was reflected on Lu Wenwu's pupils. The Eyes of True Vision had been fully opened. These eyes that had the power to break through illusions and penetrate the underworld were like a sharp sword.

Cut through all the fog that blocks your way, follow the fragments of history upstream, and reach the truest essence.

The Eye of True Vision, which usually only took a moment to produce results, took a full minute this time to present the analyzed results to Lu Wenwu.

[Incomplete Ascension Platform/Heaven and Earth Bridge·Core (None)]: ??? / ???

[Cultivation]: None

【Current Status】: Incomplete, blocked, partially damaged

[Analysis]: In ancient times, the Weapon Refining God broke through the void and stepped into the boundless chaos. After being tempered by the thunder tribulation of ascension, it was infused with some of the origin of the Great Dao and transformed, and some of the inheritance of the Weapon Refining God remained inside. After being discovered by? ? ?, it was partially transformed and became the core supporting the operation of the Heaven and Earth Corridor Bridge. Due to multiple damages, repairs, and changes, it is slightly incomplete and has multiple layers of arrays nested.

Lu Wenwu's eyes lit up when he saw the analysis results.

There is something!

This trip was not in vain!

Read the analysis word by word, analyzing the information given in it.

Lu Wenwu guessed that the ascended warrior named Weapon Refining God should be the ancient giant he saw in the memory of the Seven Killing Blood Knife.

Since He is already known as the God of Weapon Refining, it is highly likely that all those magical weapons that harm living beings on the continent and are used to raise poisonous insects are his masterpieces.

If nothing unexpected happens, those initial light balls should be?

But why?
Why have these magical weapons, which were supposed to be passed down as martial arts traditions, become like this?
And this Heaven and Earth Corridor Bridge was actually transformed by an unknown person after the Weapon Refining God ascended to heaven.

This was something Lu Wenwu had not expected.

So these magical weapons at the beginning did not have the ability to revive infinitely and return to the laws of heaven and earth?

It's all full of weirdness.

Now that he was here, Lu Wenwu planned to explore deeper.

Since the Eye of Analysis has indicated that there is a legacy belonging to the God of Weapon Refining, I have to see what is going on.

The golden light in Lu Wenwu's eyes became increasingly richer and deeper, and a powerful dragon might burst out.

Let me see what's going on!
(End of this chapter)