Chapter: 152
"...has the breath of a dragon!" Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up as he whispered the unfinished words just now.
Gu Yuetian also didn't expect that there would be such a big movement when the broken sword spirit treasure was pulled out. After a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, he smiled slightly and said: "This sword spirit treasure is the one I used to I got it by accident from a relic, because the blade has a dragon pattern, so I named it the dragon pattern knife."
"According to my estimation, this big knife was at least an intermediate spirit treasure when it was intact, but it is a pity that it is very damaged, and now it barely reaches the level of a low-level spirit treasure. In terms of power, it is even worse than ordinary low-level spirit treasures! Zhuo Wen, can you Think it over, are you really going to choose this dragon knife?"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I will choose this big knife, it has been decided!"
"Since it is your choice, then you should first recognize the master with blood! The difference between Lingbao and ordinary weapons is that it needs blood to recognize the master. After the blood is recognized, others will not be able to use it even if they grab it!"
Gu Yuetian could feel the firmness in Zhuo Wen's eyes, so he didn't try to persuade him much.
Zhuo Wen nodded without any ink marks, and directly dripped the blood into the sword. After the blood entered the sword, Zhuo Wen also felt a sense of blood connection coming from the sword.
Zhuo Wen could also feel the unusualness of the big knife when he was holding it just now. Although it was very broken, he believed that Xiao Hei must have his own reasons for letting him choose the big knife.
After choosing the Lingbao, Zhuo Wen exchanged pleasantries with Gu Yuetian again, and then took the initiative to say goodbye!
Looking at Zhuo Wen's leaving figure, Gu Yuetian suddenly said to Gu Yue beside him: "Yue'er, what do you think of Zhuo Wen?"
Gu Yue was taken aback, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This guy is actually not bad! Both in terms of talent and strength, he has far surpassed his peers!"
"Zhuowen's son is really good. Although he is young, he has a very good heart. He is neither humble nor overbearing even in the face of me, the city lord! Just now, as a father, you have been staring at him. Did you fall in love with him?"
Gu Yuetian looked at the daughter beside him, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yue's cheeks were flushed like a ripe red apple, and she snorted coquettishly, "Father, you're making fun of me again."
After walking out of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhuo Wen didn't rush back to Zhuo's house, but wandered leisurely on the street.
Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, he couldn't help showing a hint of emotion on his face. Since the time of crossing, Zhuo Wen has been practicing desperately and constantly becoming stronger. His purpose at the beginning was pure, but he was unwilling to be oppressed.
When he finally got a high position in the family, and even now his status is comparable to that of the patriarch, his eyes are no longer on the small family, and the purpose of constantly becoming stronger is no longer what it was at the beginning Pure, but becomes somewhat mandatory and habitual.
However, he knew that this continent was huge, and if he wanted to really appreciate the elegance of the entire continent, he could only see further by climbing to the top.
"Now that I have embarked on the path of a warrior, there is no possibility of quitting! Only by continuing to move forward can I not be buried by time. The world is very big, but I still want to break through."
The young man stretched out one hand, grasping the bright sun in the sky, and a sense of pride rose from the bottom of his heart. He knew that since God gave him a chance to be reborn, he must seize this opportunity to make his life rich and colorful. stand up.
"Boy! Even if you want to quit, Ben Long is not willing! You still need to find the elixir for Ben Long to restore his soul? When you go out in the future, it will be enough to make you toss! But the vitality tower is also a one-time Opportunities, there are countless treasures in heaven and earth, maybe you can find what this Dragon Lord needs?"
An untimely voice suddenly sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind. Zhuo Wen rolled his eyes and said calmly: "Although the opportunity in Yuan Qi Pagoda is great, the risk is not small. I will naturally try my best to handle your affairs."
"Hey! That's good, I'm not in vain for the many benefits I gave you. However, since your Nirvana Demon Flame absorbed the resentment from the Evil Demon Orb, it seems to have hid in the Evil Demon Orb and fell asleep!"
Zhuo Wen was stunned, turned to a secluded corner, and took out a dark bead from the Qiankun bag, which was the evil spirit bead obtained from the black-robed man in the Criminal Law Hall.
The surface of the evil spirit bead no longer exudes evil resentment, but it is much quieter. It looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of flowing flame deep in the bead. The flame is only the size of a thumb. The flame is the real body of Nirvana Demon Flame.
"I think this Nirvana Flame has absorbed all the resentment in the Evil Bead, so I should sleep and digest it!" Xiao Hei's voice sounded again.
"When will the Nirvana Demon Flame be awakened? After all, the reason why my strength is now comparable to that of Yang Realm warriors is mainly due to the Nirvana Demon Flame. If there is no Nirvana Demon Flame, my strength is at most equivalent to the first level of Yin Deficiency Around the border."
Zhuo Wen looked at the black bead in his hand with some embarrassment, a trace of worry appeared on his face.
"Hehe! The sleeping time of the Nirvana Demon Flame is not fixed, but you kid, don't rely on the Nirvana Demon Flame completely. Now your own cultivation level is indeed a bit low! I see that you are not far from the first stage of Yin Deficiency, wait. You have advanced to the first stage of the Yin Deficiency Realm, and you are using the Frost Fiend Cold Bead to condense the Void Armor, and then your strength will be among the best in the entire Yin Deficiency Realm."
There was a little dissatisfaction in Xiao Hei's voice, obviously he was not too cold about Zhuo Wen's reliance on Nirvana Demon Flame.
"Okay! I get it, I have to wait until I advance to the first level of Yin deficiency! After all, I have just advanced to the first level of Yin deficiency, and there is still some distance from the first level, and I also regard it as a magic flame of Nirvana. It�s just a hole card.�
Zhuo Wen scratched his head and said in embarrassment.
"And in the City Lord's Mansion just now, why did you let me choose that broken sword? No matter how you look at it, the breath of that sword is weaker than the other two spirit treasures!" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"You can also feel the aura of a dragon on the sword. It must have an extraordinary origin, and you also have the aura of a dragon in your body. With this sword, it can be said to complement each other! The power should be stronger than ordinary low-level spirit treasures! And I can feel the extraordinaryness of that Dragon Pattern Saber, maybe it will bring you undisguised benefits in the future."
Zhuo Wen felt relieved when he heard that, the moment he got the big knife, he could feel the boiling dragon energy in his body, maybe it was really like what Xiao Hei said, this big knife in his hand can exert a different power .
Boom!
A huge rock that was several tens of feet suddenly fell from the sky, and with the sporadic flames brought out by the friction of the air, it blasted into the center of the street, and the invisible fluctuations spread like ripples towards the surroundings.
On the street, the dense crowd turned into meat sauce the moment the rock fell, countless bright red blood stained the bluestone ground, and then countless screams spread suddenly, like howling ghosts and wolves.
In an instant, the originally peaceful and quiet street turned into Shura Hell in an instant, blood and screams mixed together, and the flames soaring into the sky were extremely dazzling amidst the permeating black smoke.
Not far from the huge pothole made by the rocks, in a secluded alleyway, Zhuo Wen stared blankly at the street that had turned into a Shura hell, and a trace of surprise slowly rose from his eyes. JrNovels.com
Gu Yuetian also didn't expect that there would be such a big movement when the broken sword spirit treasure was pulled out. After a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, he smiled slightly and said: "This sword spirit treasure is the one I used to I got it by accident from a relic, because the blade has a dragon pattern, so I named it the dragon pattern knife."
"According to my estimation, this big knife was at least an intermediate spirit treasure when it was intact, but it is a pity that it is very damaged, and now it barely reaches the level of a low-level spirit treasure. In terms of power, it is even worse than ordinary low-level spirit treasures! Zhuo Wen, can you Think it over, are you really going to choose this dragon knife?"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, and said calmly: "I will choose this big knife, it has been decided!"
"Since it is your choice, then you should first recognize the master with blood! The difference between Lingbao and ordinary weapons is that it needs blood to recognize the master. After the blood is recognized, others will not be able to use it even if they grab it!"
Gu Yuetian could feel the firmness in Zhuo Wen's eyes, so he didn't try to persuade him much.
Zhuo Wen nodded without any ink marks, and directly dripped the blood into the sword. After the blood entered the sword, Zhuo Wen also felt a sense of blood connection coming from the sword.
Zhuo Wen could also feel the unusualness of the big knife when he was holding it just now. Although it was very broken, he believed that Xiao Hei must have his own reasons for letting him choose the big knife.
After choosing the Lingbao, Zhuo Wen exchanged pleasantries with Gu Yuetian again, and then took the initiative to say goodbye!
Looking at Zhuo Wen's leaving figure, Gu Yuetian suddenly said to Gu Yue beside him: "Yue'er, what do you think of Zhuo Wen?"
Gu Yue was taken aback, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This guy is actually not bad! Both in terms of talent and strength, he has far surpassed his peers!"
"Zhuowen's son is really good. Although he is young, he has a very good heart. He is neither humble nor overbearing even in the face of me, the city lord! Just now, as a father, you have been staring at him. Did you fall in love with him?"
Gu Yuetian looked at the daughter beside him, with a narrow smile on the corner of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Gu Yue's cheeks were flushed like a ripe red apple, and she snorted coquettishly, "Father, you're making fun of me again."
After walking out of the City Lord's Mansion, Zhuo Wen didn't rush back to Zhuo's house, but wandered leisurely on the street.
Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, he couldn't help showing a hint of emotion on his face. Since the time of crossing, Zhuo Wen has been practicing desperately and constantly becoming stronger. His purpose at the beginning was pure, but he was unwilling to be oppressed.
When he finally got a high position in the family, and even now his status is comparable to that of the patriarch, his eyes are no longer on the small family, and the purpose of constantly becoming stronger is no longer what it was at the beginning Pure, but becomes somewhat mandatory and habitual.
However, he knew that this continent was huge, and if he wanted to really appreciate the elegance of the entire continent, he could only see further by climbing to the top.
"Now that I have embarked on the path of a warrior, there is no possibility of quitting! Only by continuing to move forward can I not be buried by time. The world is very big, but I still want to break through."
The young man stretched out one hand, grasping the bright sun in the sky, and a sense of pride rose from the bottom of his heart. He knew that since God gave him a chance to be reborn, he must seize this opportunity to make his life rich and colorful. stand up.
"Boy! Even if you want to quit, Ben Long is not willing! You still need to find the elixir for Ben Long to restore his soul? When you go out in the future, it will be enough to make you toss! But the vitality tower is also a one-time Opportunities, there are countless treasures in heaven and earth, maybe you can find what this Dragon Lord needs?"
An untimely voice suddenly sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind. Zhuo Wen rolled his eyes and said calmly: "Although the opportunity in Yuan Qi Pagoda is great, the risk is not small. I will naturally try my best to handle your affairs."
"Hey! That's good, I'm not in vain for the many benefits I gave you. However, since your Nirvana Demon Flame absorbed the resentment from the Evil Demon Orb, it seems to have hid in the Evil Demon Orb and fell asleep!"
Zhuo Wen was stunned, turned to a secluded corner, and took out a dark bead from the Qiankun bag, which was the evil spirit bead obtained from the black-robed man in the Criminal Law Hall.
The surface of the evil spirit bead no longer exudes evil resentment, but it is much quieter. It looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you can see that there is a trace of flowing flame deep in the bead. The flame is only the size of a thumb. The flame is the real body of Nirvana Demon Flame.
"I think this Nirvana Flame has absorbed all the resentment in the Evil Bead, so I should sleep and digest it!" Xiao Hei's voice sounded again.
"When will the Nirvana Demon Flame be awakened? After all, the reason why my strength is now comparable to that of Yang Realm warriors is mainly due to the Nirvana Demon Flame. If there is no Nirvana Demon Flame, my strength is at most equivalent to the first level of Yin Deficiency Around the border."
Zhuo Wen looked at the black bead in his hand with some embarrassment, a trace of worry appeared on his face.
"Hehe! The sleeping time of the Nirvana Demon Flame is not fixed, but you kid, don't rely on the Nirvana Demon Flame completely. Now your own cultivation level is indeed a bit low! I see that you are not far from the first stage of Yin Deficiency, wait. You have advanced to the first stage of the Yin Deficiency Realm, and you are using the Frost Fiend Cold Bead to condense the Void Armor, and then your strength will be among the best in the entire Yin Deficiency Realm."
There was a little dissatisfaction in Xiao Hei's voice, obviously he was not too cold about Zhuo Wen's reliance on Nirvana Demon Flame.
"Okay! I get it, I have to wait until I advance to the first level of Yin deficiency! After all, I have just advanced to the first level of Yin deficiency, and there is still some distance from the first level, and I also regard it as a magic flame of Nirvana. It�s just a hole card.�
Zhuo Wen scratched his head and said in embarrassment.
"And in the City Lord's Mansion just now, why did you let me choose that broken sword? No matter how you look at it, the breath of that sword is weaker than the other two spirit treasures!" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"You can also feel the aura of a dragon on the sword. It must have an extraordinary origin, and you also have the aura of a dragon in your body. With this sword, it can be said to complement each other! The power should be stronger than ordinary low-level spirit treasures! And I can feel the extraordinaryness of that Dragon Pattern Saber, maybe it will bring you undisguised benefits in the future."
Zhuo Wen felt relieved when he heard that, the moment he got the big knife, he could feel the boiling dragon energy in his body, maybe it was really like what Xiao Hei said, this big knife in his hand can exert a different power .
Boom!
A huge rock that was several tens of feet suddenly fell from the sky, and with the sporadic flames brought out by the friction of the air, it blasted into the center of the street, and the invisible fluctuations spread like ripples towards the surroundings.
On the street, the dense crowd turned into meat sauce the moment the rock fell, countless bright red blood stained the bluestone ground, and then countless screams spread suddenly, like howling ghosts and wolves.
In an instant, the originally peaceful and quiet street turned into Shura Hell in an instant, blood and screams mixed together, and the flames soaring into the sky were extremely dazzling amidst the permeating black smoke.
Not far from the huge pothole made by the rocks, in a secluded alleyway, Zhuo Wen stared blankly at the street that had turned into a Shura hell, and a trace of surprise slowly rose from his eyes. JrNovels.com
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