Chapter 405: New Ten Thousand Soul Flags, restored in one strike after a thousand years

When Feng Wuren and Luo Ying heard this, they just shook their heads.

"Thank you for your kindness, Daoyou! It's just that...the Thousand Evil Sword is made from the resentment of many living beings. If the resentment is not eliminated, it will only be a disaster after all."

"Since the two of us have died, why should we covet the world of mortals? Being able to see Fei'er before his death is a gift from heaven. The only pity is that my father was hurt by me and lost his life in vain."

"If possible, I hope fellow Taoists can help take care of Fei'er in the future. If she can live her life peacefully in the future, I, the mother, will die with peace of mind."

Su Twelve nodded and said nothing more. The resentment contained in the Thousand Evil Sword should not be underestimated.

But if the resentment is driven away, the souls of the two people can no longer be contained in them, and they will inevitably dissipate in the end.

The fact that the two of them had such awareness and each other's character made Su Twelve spontaneously respect him.

As for the little girl Feng Fei, even if the two of them didn't warn her, he couldn't just sit idly by.

"Don't worry, you two, I will take care of the little girl's affairs."

"Since you two have an idea, hurry up and go see the little girl!"

Feng Wuren and Luo Ying nodded repeatedly, then turned into two streams of light and flew towards Feng Fei's location.

Su Twelve stood up immediately. He knew that Feng Wuren and Luo Ying were about to die, and there must be many things to say to Feng Fei, so he was not in a hurry to disturb them.

Secretly communicate with Ice Soul Spider and ask it to bring Song Mingyang.

Then, Su Twelve lowered his head and looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Flag in his hand.

Compared to the original gloomy and evil atmosphere, the aura exuded by the Ten Thousand Soul Banners at this time has obviously become thicker and more peaceful.

The golden light of the 'swastika' seal has dissipated, and the Ten Thousand Souls Flag has become much more ordinary.

Su Twelve couldn't help but be surprised when he felt the spiritual essence flowing within it.

"Huh? This is... this Ten Thousand Soul Banner has advanced again.

Already? "

"Although the grade is only a middle-grade spiritual weapon, the spiritual essence contained in it is actually equivalent to a high-grade spiritual weapon, and even catches up with the top-grade spiritual weapon?"

"In the world of cultivating immortals, the method of cultivating Taoism is the main one. However, although the Buddhist sect has declined, it still has its own uniqueness. I just didn't expect...this Buddhist sect's mark to have such a powerful effect?"

"No...that's not right. It should be more than just the Buddha's mark. There is clearly some kind of mysterious energy contained in this spiritual accumulation. Could it...be related to those souls that have been transcended?"

Su Twelve's thoughts changed rapidly, and he immediately began to make speculations.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner lacks a large number of soul blessings. At this time, there are only a few remnants of unforgivable souls left in the soul banner, and the power of the soul banner has been greatly reduced.

However... the grade of the treasure itself has been improved as a result.

For a moment, Su Twelve couldn't say whether this was good or bad.

At this moment, a rustling sound came, which immediately attracted Su Twelve's attention.

Su Twelve looked at the sound.

Before the Ice Soul Spider brought Song Mingyang, the Soul-eating Rat used its demonic essence to hold a flying sword several times larger than its own size, and ran over wetly.

And that flying sword is not a side object, it is Su Twelve's lost seventh-grade magic weapon, which strikes once every thousand years.

After coming over earlier, Su Twelve vaguely sensed that the location of the Millennium Strike was further upstream of the river.

Because of this, when he attacked Song Mingyang, he secretly released the soul-eating rat and asked it to bring back the Thousand-Year Strike.

After following him for many years, this soul-devouring rat also swallowed the soul-feeding pills that Su Twelve obtained in the Tianjue Secret Realm.

Plus occasionally

He feeds on all kinds of elixirs, and even survived being tempered in the Heaven and Earth Furnace back then.

Today's soul-eating rat has bright hair all over its body, and its cultivation level has already broken through, comparable to that of a monk in the early stages of foundation building.

However, compared to the Ice Soul Spider, the Soul-Eating Rat is only more spiritual, but not good at attacking.

Seeing the Thousand-Year Blow being brought back, Su Twelve's body trembled and his emotions instantly became excited. He stepped forward decisively and grabbed the Thousand-Year Blow in his hand.

Once you get it, you will feel a sense of blood connection.

"Great, this thing is finally recovered."

"I have such a powerful magic weapon in my hand. I must study it carefully in the future. If I can manage to activate it before Nascent Soul, this thing will definitely become my greatest reliance!"

With his eyes on the Millennium Strike, Su Twelve slowly mobilized his true energy and injected it into it, trying to carefully feel the condition of this seventh-grade magic weapon.

However, after the true energy was injected, he didn't have time to figure out any clues.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

The thousand-year blow turned into a stream of light and penetrated from the head to the lower abdomen.

Su Twelve was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked inward, only to realize that the Millennium Strike had actually penetrated into his Dantian Qi Sea.

In the dantian, in the liquid formed by the gathering of true energy, the Millennium Strike hovered in it.

Under the wash of true energy, an extremely weak light would shine from time to time.

If it weren't for Su Twelve's Dantian, the faint light would have been almost undetectable to Su Twelve.

And when Su Twelve took the initiative to mobilize his true energy and tried to activate the Millennium Strike, he felt that what he was facing was not a flying sword, but a mountain as immovable as a mountain.

"I have long heard that the biggest difference between a magic weapon and a spiritual weapon is that in addition to recognizing its owner, it can also be put into a monk's body, and its power can be continuously improved through the cultivation of the monk's true energy."

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"When I saw it today, it turned out to be true."

"It's a pity that such a treasure is really difficult to activate."

"It seems that in the future, in addition to inquiring about Jiuqu Lingshen and Millennium Zhi, we must also try to find more information about magic weapons."

Su Twelve muttered in a low voice, but he was mentally prepared for this situation, and he was not too disappointed.

The Millennium Strike was directly absorbed into the Dantian Qi Sea, which also made him feel relieved, at least he didn't have to worry about losing this thing.

But in this case, the idea of ​​throwing the Millennium Strike into the Heaven and Earth Furnace and tempering it can only be temporarily given up.

Then, Su Twelve realized another problem.

The Millennium Strike can be absorbed into the body, but what about the Earth Furnace?

In terms of grade, the Heaven and Earth Furnace is definitely far superior to the Millennium Strike.

Is it because the Heaven and Earth Furnace didn’t recognize its owner?

Thoughts arose, and before Su Twelve could figure out how to make the Heaven and Earth Furnace recognize its master, there was another voice in his ears.

An ice soul spider was dragging Song Mingyang, who had been frozen into an ice sculpture, over.

Looking at the ice sculpture that fell to the ground, Su Twelve walked forward quickly.

When he arrived, he silently activated the fire spell, and his true energy turned into a fire crow, which started to spit fire at the ice sculpture on the ground.

After a while, the ice melted away.

As soon as he resumed action, the true energy in Song Mingyang's body began to circulate rapidly.

The aura around him continued to rise, and he obviously didn't intend to just sit there and wait for death.

But before Song Mingyang could make any move, Su Twelve suddenly struck out and slapped him hard on the abdomen.

A burst of true energy sank into Song Mingyang's body and went straight to the sea of ​​qi dantian three inches below his navel.