Chapter 300 Long Sword
Isn't there a saying that goes well: extreme joy begets sorrow.
Seeing so many night pearls in the magma, Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed for a long time, and almost turned over in the magma. Moreover, picking the night pearls was easy, but it was just a matter of effort, Zhang Xiaohua has a lot of strength.
So, he followed the stone wall all the way down, the more he picked, the easier it was.
I don't know how long it will go down, but suddenly, Zhang Xiaohua's divine consciousness encounters something strange and familiar——spiritual consciousness! ! !
Another kind of consciousness!
This consciousness is like a condensed rock, conveying an incomparably majestic solemnity. Once Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness came into contact with it, a throbbing came from the bottom of his heart. The feeling of ants under the mountain immediately arose in his heart.
Zhang Xiaohua's figure trembled, and the zhenqi mask on her body also emitted ripples, almost bursting. Zhang Xiaohua didn't care about the Ye Mingzhu that slipped from her hand, and immediately suppressed the trembling in her heart, and immediately withdrew her consciousness. Quickly change the spell, and repair it before the mask collapses.
Because she withdrew her consciousness, the trembling from her heart seemed to disappear again, Zhang Xiaohua no longer dared to go down, the feeling just now was really an indescribable feeling.
"It seems to be a kind of fear and submission from the heart, a kind of instinctive bowing, or the feeling of seeing an absolutely powerful natural enemy. Well, it must be, it seems that when I was a child, I was killed by a snake in the field. After biting, it’s like seeing a snake again, but this feeling is ten thousand times stronger than before! Could there be a giant snake that eats people inside?!”
Zhang Xiaohua hesitated in her heart, not whether to escape back to the shore, but whether to release her consciousness to see what was outside!
After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiaohua gritted her teeth, determined the formula, first fled her figure upwards, and then, between the lightning and flint, exhausted all the strength of the heart in the Niwan Palace, let go of her spiritual consciousness with all her strength, and swept down .
In an instant, endless throbbing came from the bottom of his heart, and even the route of escape changed, that is, at the moment when Zhang Xiaohua's consciousness forcibly passed through a large expanse of magma, he vaguely saw that it was A huge eye! One shut upright eye!
Zhang Xiaohua can't believe it, but this eye is so huge, how big is the body of this thing?
"Furthermore, this monster is obviously sleeping and has no obvious consciousness, but it is his unconscious and unintentionally released consciousness, which is so huge, it feels really dignified like a mountain. This dignifiedness is not the key , The key is that I have come into contact with this divine consciousness, and I feel a kind of admiration, powerlessness, and throbbing of fear. What is this thing?"
"Whatever it is, who loves who is who, it seems that the jade slips of Huolong Daoist didn't mention this monster, and he must have never encountered it. Since he didn't wake up ten thousand years ago, he definitely won't wake up now. Huolong The real person practiced in this sea of fire for so long and didn't disturb it, so I probably wouldn't wake it up, I'm not that bad. Alas, the real fire dragon didn't get magma, so naturally he wouldn't disturb it, From now on, I won’t go down either.”
"Oh, how did I escape so deep? Why didn't I go to the end for so long?"
How did Zhang Xiaohua know that when he ventured to observe just now, he had already deviated from the original route. However, he wasn't too flustered at this time, after all, his current thought was to stay as far away from that monster as possible.
As for where to go, as long as we are still on this island, no matter how deep we are, don't we still have earth escape.
Sure enough, when he really emerged from the sea of flames, a brilliant night pearl on his head would clearly tell him, buddy, you are lost.
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the bright night pearl, bared her teeth and smiled, and the white teeth in her mouth showed a gleam of brilliance.
He is not in a hurry,
First, he sat cross-legged, regained his true energy a little, and calmed down the thumping heart, and then released his consciousness with all his strength. Sure enough, he was far away from Huolong Daoist's cave, and his consciousness was not restricted. Found a cave above the head, far away.
Then, Zhang Xiaohua rubbed her hands, stood up from the ground with a smile, and walked to the edge of the magma, but at this moment, his eyes were attracted by something above the magma.
"What's that? It's dark, it's suspended between the magma and the flames!"
Zhang Xiaohua first walked up to it and looked carefully, it turned out to be a long sword floating in the air so quietly.
If it was Zhang Xiaohua from before, although he knew that the long sword was floating strangely, he might just raise his hand to take it like this, but since he saw the prohibition of Huolong Daoist, he felt a little respectful of such unreasonable things, so , first release the consciousness carefully, and check again.
Sure enough, the long sword was covered by a small restraint, which did not block the consciousness. Zhang Xiaohua looked at the long sword and felt a little strange in her heart.
"Where is this a long sword? It's better to say it's a thick stick. It just looks like a rough sword. Hey, it's strange. Why can't my consciousness be immersed? If it's an ordinary thing, There are restrictions on what cannot be immersed, and this long sword is neither restricted nor immersed, so what kind of strange thing is this?"
However, today Zhang Xiaohua has seen a lot of things that she hadn't seen before, and she has long been a little numb. This is just a dead thing that cannot be immersed in the consciousness, just take it over and have a look.
After studying this restriction, Zhang Xiaohua was a little stunned.
"This seems to be a simple formation. The long sword is tempered with the fire energy in the magma, and there is no defense that prohibits people from taking it away. It must have been tempered by someone back then. I don't know why, but I just let it go like this." Come on, never mind again?"
The long sword is very close to the shore, and Zhang Xiaohua can get it with his hand. He released his consciousness very carefully, observed carefully, and pinched the magic formula with his right hand. The left hand reaches for the long sword.
However, when he held one end of the long sword with his left hand, he didn't notice any changes in the small formation, presumably it was simply used to temper the long sword.
The long sword was not as hot as imagined, but a cold feeling came into her hand. Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed, knowing that this thing that has been tempered on the hot magma for so long is actually cold, it must be a treasure that she didn't know , but when he took it back, he didn't move it for the first time.
"Oh? It's so heavy?"
Therefore, Zhang Xiaohua exerted another five minutes of strength, and then took out the long sword-like thing from the tempered formation.
Ever since Zhang Xiaohua practiced Beidou Shenquan and began to temper his bones, the strength of his two arms has become stronger and stronger. Now that he has cultivated to the seventh level of Beidou Shenquan, the strength of one arm is nearly 10,000 catties, and now he has to use it. With a few thousand catties of strength to hold this inconspicuous long sword, how could he not be stunned?
He brought this long sword weighing several thousand catties in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully again with the faint light of fire in the space.
This is something similar to a sword embryo. It already has the appearance of a long sword, but it is more like a thick and long root. If it is not for the pointed protrusion in the front, if it is not long enough, it might as well be called a stick good.
There is still the cold feeling in the hand, but this kind of coldness does not penetrate the skin, it is just the kind of inner coolness, which makes you hold it comfortably, and there is nothing to be seen from the surface, so Zhang Xiaohua has to wave it a few times, it is okay Although this unremarkable long sword is very heavy, Zhang Xiaohua can still dance it. Looking at the stone wall next to her, Zhang Xiaohua stabbed the long sword into the stone wall with all her strength.
In his mind, it must be as sharp as piercing tofu. Of course, aren't all the peerless swords in the book so clever?
It's a pity, the fact in front of him was far beyond his expectation, the stone wall was pierced, but it was only a few inches, and some dirt and dregs fell out, this is not as good as an ordinary long sword? Where is the demeanor of the peerless sword?
Zhang Xiaohua danced a few times casually, clumsily made half a nondescript sword flower, and smiled wryly.
"It's obviously a long stick, so why make it look like a long sword? If it's longer, I might as well go to Dalin Temple and replace that dharma sword technique with a dharma stick technique. It's better than this It is stronger than the one that cannot even pierce a stone."
Although this long sword has no appearance and no connotation, Zhang Xiaohua can't spit out what she got. Zhang Xiaohua thought about it, and finally gave up the idea of putting it in the purse space.
This heavy thing weighs more than five thousand catties, who knows if the money bag can withstand it? The space in this purse is Zhang Xiaohua's secret that makes her mouth crooked when she thinks about it. How could she try so carelessly? If it is damaged for some reason, alas, how can he get so many good things.
Casually inserted the long sword into the ground, but couldn't get it in no matter what, Zhang Xiaohua didn't want to use brute force, so she had to throw it on the ground. Then, she released the small sword and pinched the formula with her hand, her figure disappeared into the flames, and she was excited again. Vigorously pry up the night pearl on the rock wall.
After all the luminous pearls on the rock wall were taken into the purse and became Zhang Xiaohua's personal property, he picked up the long sword on the ground with unsatisfactory intentions. In fact, Zhang Xiaohua knew in his heart that there must be some monsters under this deserted island. In a space like this, if night pearls could be picked before today, Zhang Xiaohua would have been in a hurry to find them, but just now, he had seen the power of the magma monster, that was a kind of surprise. Submitting instinctively from the heart, a kind of worship from the low to the high, a kind of fear engraved in his heart and lungs, how could he have the guts to do something that would alarm monsters? Even if it was possible, he would not do it.
Picking up the long sword, Zhang Xiaohua stared at the dark red magma, narrowed her eyes slightly, and stared at it for a while, the horrifying throbbing that made his hair stand on end, although it stopped him from moving, it also aroused a trace of pain in his heart at the same time. Unyielding, a thought arises from the bottom of my heart: "Maybe, we will meet again!"
ps: Why did he say that the artist at the starting point was very good last time? That’s it. He guessed the long sword before it appeared on the stage, and it was still painted on the cover. It's not that the National Day is not updated, because at certain times and places, it has no network and has to be continuous. "Weighing No. 1" can see the psychological changes of the protagonist from the book, which shows that he is really a scholar and has seen the essence. "Following the wind and against the current" feels a bit arbitrary, I'm sure he hasn't seen Yanwu yet.
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