Chapter 27 27 Spiritual Weapon Space

Chapter 27 27. Spiritual Weapon Space

There is no special feeling when a soul passes through the world gate.

As he closed and opened his eyes, he found himself on a high formation platform. Looking up, he saw the long-lost crown of the World Tree blocking the sky.

The pale dragon with only the skeleton left holds its majestic head high, and the bony trunk is embedded in the center of the tree trunk. And amid the eternal blue fire, the gray-haired dragon girl in the star skirt is still sleeping on the throne with half-closed eyes. .

"Gudong——"

Xia Feng swallowed subconsciously, and the hunger that had been extinguished for a long time rose again.

[Activity remaining: 5 days and 6 hours]

The upper limit for a first-level spiritual master's single consumption is seven days. After seven days, he will feel full and unable to eat anymore. The cooling time is one day, which means he can come and eat every other day.

Swish——

Noticing the movement, the black crow on the branch suddenly opened its eyes, and its beak made a familiar and familiar sound with a smile.

"You little human brat, I didn't expect you to come here so quickly~"

Boom! Boom, boom, boom! The rapidly beating heart was like a wild horse running wild, Xia Feng covered his chest and looked at the woman on the throne, breathing slightly.

It seemed that after eating something delicious once, he became even more greedy and had some taste for food.

Thinking about it, he stepped forward and was about to step forward.

Seeing Xia Feng so excited, Black Crow said helplessly: "It seems that you are really eager to unblock the spiritual energy. Whatever, come forward and I will teach you how to communicate the power of spiritual energy."

"." Xia Feng paused, and forced his eyes away from Miss Evil Dragon. He raised his eyes to look at Black Crow, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

Damn it. Can't you just let me eat before I study?

Considering that it would not be appropriate to reveal too much desire for evil, he suppressed his desire and nodded helplessly, let's understand it first.

Spiritual solution, the full name is soul unsealing, also known as psychic unsealing.

It means that everyone's soul contains mysterious spiritual power. Only by liberating it through special methods and gathering it to form a "spiritual weapon" can we use this spiritual power from the depths of the soul.

Therefore, even ordinary people may awaken spiritual weapons, but the probability is relatively low.

And if ordinary people can really awaken the spiritual weapon, and if the spiritual weapon works well, they might be able to defeat a trainee spiritual master, or even a first-level spiritual master!

For this reason, spiritual weapons are very important to a spiritual master. They are an excellent way to actually improve combat effectiveness without having to study the structure of spiritual objects assiduously.

Of course, spiritual clothes are divided into levels, and spiritual weapons naturally have different levels.

And like Lingyi, it is divided into six levels from low to high: N, D, C, B, A, and S.

N level is the worst, but can be very strong in some areas.

For example, the 'Chef God Gloves', any food made with these gloves can taste the sweetness of chocolate even if it is shit.

It is said that this chef god first appeared in a variety show, and successfully broke out of the industry with his famous dish "Pig Intestine with Original Flavor" and became an Internet celebrity.

Another example is the ‘non-sleeping glasses’, which can never sleep and keep you energetic by wearing them, and the ‘weight loss belt’, which can never gain weight but can only lose weight.

When reaching D level, there will be some spiritual weapons that are useful in battle, but they are only useful and still cannot determine the direction of the battle.

Only spiritual weapons that reach C level and above will have some strange spiritual weapons that can directly subvert the battle situation and allow low-level spiritual masters to cross-level and kill high-level spiritual masters.

"Normally, there are two situations in which a spiritual weapon can be awakened."

The black crow stood on the branch and explained: "First, when the mood fluctuates violently, and second, when death comes. In both cases, it is possible to sense the 'spiritual weapon' and interpret it. But it all depends on luck.

Some ordinary people can awaken C-level spiritual weapons, while some spiritual masters who have reached the third level or even the super level cannot sense their own spiritual weapons. "

"Ms. Black Crow, I understand everything you said. Can you tell me the conclusion directly? Why did you say before that you could 100% help me succeed in spiritual interpretation?"

Black Crow chuckled and said, "Of course it's because my spiritual weapon - 'Spiritual Weapon Space', is used to help people awaken the spiritual power hidden deep in the self."

"Ah this."

Use the spiritual weapon to awaken the spiritual weapon. This is definitely a magical weapon!

"May I ask, what is the level of your spiritual weapon?"

"A-level."

Xia Feng's eyes lit up with light: "Is it easy to awaken to Level A?"

"What do you think?" Black Crow rolled his eyes in a very humane manner.

"You little human brat, I advise you not to have too much hope. According to my experience in helping so many humans awaken spiritual weapons, even if you are extremely lucky, you will only be C-level at best. B-level is just a dream. As for A-level, you can't even think about it. Don’t think about it!”

"Do you want to hit people like this?" Xia Feng muttered, and then boldly asked, "What about - S-level?"

"?" A question mark seemed to light up on Black Crow's forehead, and the confused Youtong seemed to be saying, are you kidding me? Such a dare.

"Let me tell you this, I have helped countless humans and even other races. There are indeed a few A-level ones, but there are still zero S-level ones."

"All right."

Xia Feng probably understood that A-level cards are equivalent to SSR cards in card games, and S-level cards are UR cards. There are only a few UR cards in the entire game, and it would take hundreds of thousands of years of life to get them.

According to his unlucky past as an African chief who has never been able to draw SSR cards when playing games, he only hopes to awaken a B-level spiritual weapon.

Well, no, C-level! Xia Feng clasped his hands and prayed: "Just a C-level spiritual weapon!"

"You understand. If you understand, then raise your head and look into my eyes."

Xia Feng looked up as he was told, and saw Ms. Black Crow's deep gray pupils lit up with dots of gold, and her beak opened slightly:

"After entering the spiritual weapon space and defeating the incarnation of your spiritual weapon, you will gain spiritual power."

"Ah?" Xia Feng was shocked, and everyone was dumbfounded, "Can't you 100% help me awaken?"

Ms. Black Crow's gray eyes seemed to be smiling: "If you can't defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, you can't leave the spiritual weapon space. And if you win, you will naturally be 100% awakened~"

"Hiss!! Why didn't you tell me earlier -" the voice stopped abruptly.

"Ha~~~" Sister Qingshuo's laughter seemed to be a little proud of her success in teasing her.

As the world was spinning, Xia Feng felt her joking voice getting further and further away, "Don't worry, you will be resurrected if you die in the spiritual weapon space. Also, after ten hours in the spiritual weapon space, only one hour will pass outside. Go ahead, although Different people's spiritual weapon incarnations have different tests, but I believe that you won't be unable to awaken the spiritual weapon for hundreds of years, come on~~"

Swish——

The dazzling light poured into his eyes and quickly faded away, Xia Feng squinted his eyes.

The world is completely white.

There is only a layer of clear water below the feet that can't be reached, extending infinitely in all directions, with no end in sight.

Pat pat pat——

Xia Feng stepped on the water and took a few steps forward. The clear figure reflected on the water twisted and collapsed.

He looked around. This spiritual weapon space seemed endless and eerily silent.

Black Crow Lady Stinky Crow said she wanted to defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, but where is the incarnation?

"Hey, is anyone there?" he shouted.

As he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared in the water under his feet. Xia Feng noticed something was wrong and subconsciously took a step back, only to find that the reflection under the water actually stayed in place and did not move with him.

Before he could react, the two square meters of water surface turned 90 degrees and stood quietly in front of Xia Feng like an ultra-clear water mirror made of clear water.

Xia Feng frowned and stared at himself in the mirror, their eyes facing each other.

In the vast world, Xia Feng stared at himself like this for three full minutes. Suddenly, the corners of his lips in the mirror curled up strangely: "You are so interesting~"

Xia Feng blinked and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I think so too."

"Well, you are not only interesting, but also handsome~"

"Yeah, yeah!" Xia Feng nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of me, I just have a good sense!"

The person in the mirror was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up and grinned: "As expected of me, it's just narcissism~"

"Who are you scolding?" Xia Feng couldn't help but frown.

"I scold myself, do you have any objections?" The man in the mirror raised his chin, looking arrogant and ready to be beaten, "I'm just a bad guy!"

"Damn you—" Xia Feng suddenly drew his sword and struck three terrifying waves of blood directly at the face of the person in the mirror. Bang! !

The broken mirror turned into water droplets and splashed out, creating countless ripples on the water.

"Is this me? I really don't have martial ethics."

A cold snort came from behind. Xia Feng turned around and saw another water mirror standing five meters away.

"Is this me? I really don't have martial ethics."

With another cold snort, Xia Feng turned around again, and the same water mirror stood five meters away.

"Is this me? I really don't have martial ethics."

right.

"Don't talk about martial ethics."

left.

"Don't talk about martial ethics."

"Don't talk about martial ethics!"

"Don't talk about martial ethics!!" More and more water mirrors were erected in all directions, extending infinitely into the distance in an orderly manner. Xia Feng in the mirror made the same expression of wanting to be beaten and said the same words.

"If you don't talk about martial ethics, you won't talk about martial ethics. You won't talk about martial ethics."

Chirping, their voices could never be unified. They surrounded Xia Feng, as if they were chanting sutras with Tang Monk. The corners of Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly, and he felt numb.

He never thought he could be so annoying.

Xia Feng sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, hurry up, can I just kill you?"

They finally stopped chanting. After a moment of silence, their voices reached a high degree of unity this time, like Hong Zhongda Lu, deafening and enlightening: "We are you, you are us, why do you want to kill yourself?"

"You care about me? I can kill if I want!" Xia Feng raised the knife again. He didn't want to listen to these stupid guys beeping.

Snapped--

Treading water hard.

Xia Feng took the big knife and rushed towards the water mirror directly in front.

But the water mirror suddenly fluctuated, and the person in the mirror stepped out with a big knife in hand, breaking through the mirror!

The two figures in white martial arts uniforms are like two arrows leaving the string,

When——the swords clashed on the water with crisp sounds, and half a second after the collision, they flew backwards in the same posture.

The moment they landed at the same time, their figures disappeared.

"Where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where have you gone? Where have you gone? Where have you gone?"

The water mirrors that surrounded all directions once again made noisy noises like chanting sutras.

But within five seconds, three terrifying waves of blood were shot out of thin air from the left and right sides of the battlefield at the same time, bang bang bang! ! The shock wave generated by the collision directly blasted the clear water into the sky and caused a heavy rain.

Two translucent figures were looming under the rain. They stood with one foot on top of two water mirrors, only twenty meters apart.

Xia Feng vibrated his sword, stepped out of hiding, and looked at himself opposite with a frown.

"Now you understand." Xia Feng on the opposite side also exited the invisibility and said seriously, "I am you and you are me. Therefore, even if you are the best in the world, you cannot defeat yourself."

Xia Feng frowned even more tightly.

The stinky crow said that as long as you defeat the spirit weapon incarnation, you will pass the level and unlock your spiritual power.

The stinky crow also said that the test of the spirit weapon incarnation of different people is different.

Obviously, his spirit weapon test is definitely weird and outrageous.

Defeat yourself?

Yes, who in this world can defeat yourself?

"So, if you understand, just give up."

"Yes, give up."

"Give up."

The people in the mirror started to chatter again.

"Give up?" Xia Feng rolled his eyes, "Then how can I leave this damn place?"

"Leave?"

"Why should I leave?"

"Yes, isn't it good to have so many people to talk to you?"

What a joke! Xia Feng couldn't help but hold his forehead, he said he didn't want to talk.

Seeing Xia Feng silent, the people in the mirror showed a look of sudden realization at the same time, as if they had realized something.

"I understand."

"Well, we understand!"

As they finished speaking, Xia Feng's eyes flickered, the surrounding scene distorted and changed, and he found himself lying on a big bed.

Looking around, the dressing table, wardrobe, and bedside table look like the bedroom of a married couple.

The big screen TV in front of him is playing a popular suspense drama. There is a folding table on the blanket covering him, and fruit snacks and fat house happy water are placed on the table.

Just as he was wondering, a woman in silk pajamas walked in from outside the door.

The woman's face was blurred, and she held a basin of water in her hands and placed it beside the bed.

But as Xia Feng looked closely, the woman's face gradually changed into Mu Qingtong's cold smile. She raised her beautiful eyes, curved her eyebrows and said softly: "Husband, let me wash your feet~"

Xia Feng: "."

Seeing that he was a little confused, Mu Qingtong frowned and worriedly said, "What's wrong, husband? Are you tired of sitting?" As she said that, she immediately climbed onto the bed and came behind Xia Feng, biting her lips and whispering softly, "I'll give you a massage~"

Feeling the gentle massage of the slender white hands on his shoulders and neck, and Mu Qingtong's unprecedented soft whisper beside his ear, Xia Feng was in a trance, and two words expressing his shock and confusion came out directly: "Fuck——"

"Ah? Now?" Mu Qingtong was stunned, her ears slightly red and turned away, "It's not yet night~"

"." Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly and he was about to say something.

Bang! !

On the TV screen, a bus exploded on the cross-river bridge. Xia Feng was attracted by it. In a trance, he subconsciously picked up a bag of potato chips from the table and tore it open, and started to eat while watching the show.

"Husband, how can you do this kind of thing yourself? Let me do it~" Mu Qingtong snatched the bag, picked up a piece of potato chips and handed it to Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~"

In a daze, Xia Feng ate the potato chips and felt thirsty again. He picked up the Coke and was about to unscrew it.

"Husband! I've said it so many times, how can you do this kind of thing?"

Mu Qingtong snatched the Coke, unscrewed it, and carefully aimed the bottle mouth at Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~~~"

Xia Feng opened his mouth, and his black pupils looked at the bus explosion on the TV screen in confusion. This is a suspense drama about the protagonist constantly reborn on the bus and changing the inevitable explosion of the bus.

The protagonist seems to never stop the explosion, and can never escape the cycle. Xia Feng leaned in Mu Qingtong's arms, opened his mouth automatically, and concentrated on watching the show.

He will never be able to kill himself, and he will never be able to leave the spiritual weapon space.

Perhaps, it is good to just lie here, with clothes and food provided, the quilt is warm, and the back is soft.

Yeah, it is good.

It is good

No way!! Xia Feng was startled and stood up suddenly.

"Ah, husband, what are you doing——"

Xia Feng did not know where the big knife appeared, and chopped it backhand, and the beautiful head flew into the air, and blood was sprinkled all over the white bed.

The headless body slowly fell.