Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 267
Seeing Ning Heng's anxious expression, the poisonous swordsman was also secretly glad in his heart, thinking that his life should be saved.

"Ahem, let me do the math." The poisonous swordsman said deliberately, thinking about how to fool Ning Heng next.

In fact, what the poisonous swordsman said is half true and half false, seven parts are true and three parts are false. Tell Ning Heng everything, there will always be some reservations, once you tell everything, Ning Heng will kill himself without hesitation after knowing it.

Ning Heng also seemed to realize that the poisonous swordsman was delaying time, and his expression turned cold: "How many years are left?"

The poisonous swordsman heard the impatience in Ning Heng's tone, and didn't dare to delay any longer, and said quickly: "It should be less than three years before the next induction will come."

Ning Heng muttered to himself: "Three years? That's almost too soon."

The poisonous swordsman said cautiously again: "Little brother, if you are going to look for the God Clock of Time and Moon in the far west, you'd better take me with you. The place is very remote and secretive, and the terrain is extremely complicated. Even if I tell you It's hard to find where it is."

Ning Heng knew what this guy meant, he wanted to keep him and lead the way for him when the time came.

However, Ning Heng was also considering whether to kill the poisonous swordsman. If there were no such secrets about the Divine Clock of Time, Ning Heng would not have any hesitation in killing him.

But now that he knew this, Ning Heng thought again and again, and felt that it was better to keep him. After all, it is impossible to verify the truth of what the poisonous swordsman said, so he can slowly verify it by keeping him.

Besides, this poisonous swordsman is just a weak soul body, and was trapped in the universe orb. It poses no threat to Ning Heng at all, and it doesn't matter if he keeps it.

At that moment, Ning Heng said: "I don't have to kill you for the time being, but don't think it's all right. If you let me know that you're talking nonsense, I'll kill you right away."

The poisonous swordsman waved his hands again and again: "Don't dare! How dare I lie to my little brother when I am already like this? Thank you little brother for your life!"

Ning Heng glanced at the poisonous knife attached to the soul of the poisonous swordsman, and said, "This knife is your weapon? What's its origin?"

Seeing that Ning Heng seemed to like this poisonous knife, the poisonous swordsman immediately acted accordingly: "Little brother, your eyes are as bright as a torch, this knife is indeed my weapon, and the material for making this knife is a poisonous scorpion monster." The bone of the tail needle was tempered by me with various venoms, it can be said to be extremely poisonous, as long as an ordinary warrior is injured by this knife, he will definitely be poisoned, and he will die from the poison in less than a cup of tea."

Ning Heng was amazed, he had seen quite a few magical weapons, but this was the first time he had seen this poisonous knife.

"I want this knife, you can find something else to attach to your soul body." Ning Heng said casually, without any intention of discussing with the poisonous swordsman.

The poisonous swordsman didn't feel distressed at all, his soul completely separated from the poisonous sword, wandered around for a while, and then attached to another broken sword that was only half left.

Ning Heng has been watching the process of the poisonous swordsman transferring his soul body, and he couldn't help being a little curious: "Your soul secret method seems to be good? You can actually make your own soul attach to the weapon?"

The poisonous swordsman smiled awkwardly: "It can only be attached to the spirit weapon. If it is an ordinary thing that cannot be infused with the spirit weapon, there is no way to attach it. And the better the spirit weapon, the faster my soul will recover."

Ning Heng nodded. It is common sense that the soul of a warrior is difficult to cultivate, and the secrets of souls have been very rare throughout the ages. Even if you have obtained the secrets of souls, it will take a lot of time to cultivate your souls to be strong, and you may not be able to achieve anything. .

Therefore, the souls of most warriors are actually not much stronger than ordinary people. Only those who have practiced the secret method of souls, or who have reached the extremely high level of martial arts, can practice together with their souls.

Ning Heng had planned to cultivate his soul a long time ago, but he never implemented it. Now that he saw this poisonous swordsman, Ning Heng felt that he had to cultivate his soul well, so as not to encounter any accidents, and to have more chance of survival.

At that moment, Ning Heng branded his aura on the poisonous knife, and then held it in his hand.

Although it is a poison knife, it is also a spiritual weapon after all. As long as it is infused with its own spiritual energy and branded, the poison of the poison knife will not contaminate the person who uses it.

Ning Heng swung the poisonous knife, and it was quite smooth, much more satisfying than the three weapons before.

"That's it." Ning Heng said to himself, pocketing the poison knife.

At this moment, the poisonous swordsman was still looking around stealthily, and the more he looked, the more weird he felt, and he was full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out directly.

Ning Heng glanced at him and said, "You can't escape this place, so don't have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"Don't dare! Absolutely dare not!" The poisonous swordsman said again and again.

Ning Heng didn't talk nonsense with him, and left the Huanyu Divine Orb directly, and returned to the room.

The problem of the weapon has been solved, and Ning Heng is not in a hurry to practice. After all, there are still a few days before the time when Tiansheng Academy will open the mysterious ancient artifact. Take a good look at the tactic of laughing at the sky in the vast sea.

After obtaining this miraculous skill, Ning Heng has never had the time to comprehend it carefully. Now that he finally has some free time, he must hurry up and comprehend it as soon as possible.

Once Ning Heng succeeds in practicing the "Han Hai Laughing at the Sky Art", combined with the endless aura of the Qian Kun Good Fortune Art, and the two complement each other, Ning Heng can hardly imagine how strong his own strength will be.

Ten days later, Tiansheng Academy became extremely lively. People from the Confucian sect from all over the world had arrived one after another, all to witness the opening of the ancient thing in Tiansheng Academy.

Each of the three religions has inherited ancient relics, and the ancestors who left these ancient relics once said that those who are capable of relics live in them. Once they are opened, people from all three religions need to rush to fight for them.

Although such a rule sounds a bit unbelievable, none of the three religions that keep the ancient relics has violated it. For example, when the ancient relics are about to be opened in today's Tiansheng Academy, people from all sides of the Confucian school are invited to come. In addition to witnessing, It is even more necessary for everyone to compete for this ancient relic.

Of course, as the landlord, Tiansheng Academy is also a force that keeps ancient relics all year round. Naturally, it has the qualifications to compete, and it is also the party with the most advantage. After all, the ancient relics are here, and Tiansheng Academy is full of masters. It is difficult for outsiders to get it. One can imagine.

On this day, for the first time, Dongfang saw a pale belly, and then a clear voice resounded throughout Tiansheng Academy.

"Articles shine through the ages, etiquette and virtue are full of heaven and earth, and the world talks about it, but I am the only Confucian who is holy!"

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