Douluo Reborn: The Silver Dragon Returns, but Regrets End

Chapter 111 The Gun That Waited For Thousands of Years
If it is so important, why has it been deposited here for tens of thousands of years? This is what he can't understand.

Feng Siran smiled bitterly, with some complicated emotions in his eyes, then looked at him and said, "Because only its owner is qualified to touch it, we cannot touch this gun."

"For ten thousand years, we have been waiting for its owner to appear, both the man and the gun."

Lin Xiuran fell silent. For some reason, he didn't dare to meet Feng Siran's gaze. He could only focus his gaze on the entire gun again.

Feng Siran also looked at the gun at this time and continued to explain: "It is because of the murderous aura of this gun that the whole canyon has become like this. Originally, this piece was also part of the forest, it was a plain."

"But when the gun landed here, this huge crack appeared, which evolved into a canyon. At the beginning, there was some vegetation and water sources. Now, there is almost nothing left."

Lin Xiuran did not expect that a gun could have such power. Even if it was placed here, it could have such great power.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think how terrifying the power of this gun would be if it were used by someone.

But this brought up another issue. Lin Xiuran asked, "So, if this gun is so powerful, why didn't we get hurt even though we were so close to it?"

Feng Siran chuckled: "The cultivation level of the guardian soul beasts here is at least 200,000 years. Do you know why?"

"Is it because of the power here?" Lin Xiuran was very confused. If that was the case, then why was he fine?

Feng Siran explained: "I am not affected because of the barrier of soul power."

"As for you, if it doesn't even recognize its own master, it doesn't deserve to be called the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Spear."

"Is it because of blood again?" Lin Xiuran quickly extracted the key information from the other party's words.

It seems that it is because of his blood, maybe they are related by blood, so the gun has recognized him as its master.

Feng Siran smiled but said nothing. After a while, he said, "Now you can try to pick up this gun."

Lin Xiuran looked at her and asked doubtfully, "I pick up this gun?"

"What? You don't want to? Just pick it up and it's yours." Feng Siran continued.

Lin Xiuran was speechless for a moment. How could he not be willing to use such a powerful weapon? The other party obviously wanted to give it to him. But just because of their bloodline, the entire Beast King Palace was too good to him.

This made him a little confused.

But since the fact has already happened, he can't say anything. After all, this is a huge benefit to him.

Lin Xiuran walked forward a few steps and came to a position close to the stone pillar. The five-colored wings behind him immediately spread out and he instantly flew to a position above the stone pillar.

In fact, the stone pillar itself is not very high, only two meters, but Lin Xiuran always felt that there should be some sense of ritual, so he summoned the wings.

He walked slowly to the front, stood in front of the gun covered with thick yellow dust, and looked at it intently.

For some reason, Lin Xiuran also felt the other party's call at this time. This feeling came from his blood.

This gun is truly special as it can resonate with his bloodline, although Lin Xiuran does not know the specific power and function of this gun now.

However, he was now extremely eager to pick up the gun. It had nothing to do with whether the gun was powerful or not. It was simply because of the strong desire coming from the depths of his blood. That was all. Lin Xiuran couldn't help but put his hand on the top of the spear. At the same time, the nine-colored light gradually gathered from the palm of his hand to the entire spear.

As the light was injected, the spear that was sealed by the thick soil suddenly began to tremble violently. As it trembled, the entire canyon began to shake violently.

Waves of light gradually rushed out from the inside of the spear, and the entire layer of soil gradually permeated with light of various colors.

At this moment, Lin Xiuran's body and mind seemed to resonate with the gun.

At this moment, more and more light seeped out of the soil, gradually even completely covering the entire soil layer.

The moment this ray of light came into contact with the blood power in Lin Xiuran's body, it expanded, and instantly lights of various colors enveloped the entire canyon.

The canyon covered by the nine-colored light expanded again almost the next moment, and a loud phoenix cry resounded throughout the small world where the Beast King Palace was located.

In the sky, there suddenly arose a resolute gun intent, which went straight into the heart of every person or soul beast. It was overbearing and incomparable.

At the moment when this breath appeared, the ultimate power reached its maximum, that is, it reached the peak moment.

Then, the light slowly began to go out, gradually shrinking, and finally converging to one point.

Lin Xiuran looked at the spear in his hand that was covered in colorful light and slowly turned into a spear.

In the mysterious nine-colored halo, the shape of the nine-colored spear gradually emerged.

The gun body is shining with gorgeous and fantastic nine colors, and each color seems to contain unique power. The nine colors are intertwined and blended together, forming a beautiful picture on the gun body.

The tip of the spear was extremely sharp, flashing with cold light, as if it could easily pierce through any obstacle. The spear shaft was slender and straight, with delicate and ancient patterns carved on it, as if telling the past years.

Feeling the spear in his hand, the powerful and shocking force was enough to frighten Lin Xiuran.

This force was not only strong, but also very comfortable, and this comfort seemed to come from within. This gun should be one with him, and now it has finally become one, so he feels comfortable.

This kind of transparent comfort made Lin Xiuran feel much better. He was about to wave it a few times, but then he felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

It was as if all his strength was drained away in an instant. Lin Xiuran was about to collapse, and finally he barely managed to hold the gun to the ground.

"Concentrate your thoughts into one and take them into your spiritual sea."

"Put it in."

The voices of Feng Siran and Gu Yuena sounded at the same time, one from inside and the other from outside.

Lin Xiuran also reacted and thought that it might be because of the gun that made him weak, so he immediately did as he was told the next moment.

His mental power has always been very good, and there are two people in charge of the sea of ​​​​spirituality, so he successfully put the gun into the sea of ​​​​spirituality very quickly.

At this time, I felt that my body was not continuously exhausted, and the strength inside my body was continuously recovering.

(End of this chapter)