The birth of the Holy Spirit was undoubtedly a huge surprise for Wu Tian, which diluted the sadness in his heart.
Because this means that the God Slayer has transformed into a holy weapon!
Wu Tian's thoughts naturally could not be hidden from the little fellow, and he could not help but shake his head and said, "You think too much. Although the God Slayer has already given birth to a Holy Spirit, he is still one step away from becoming a Holy Soldier."
Wu Tian was stunned, and used his divine sense to spy on it. The result was just as Xiao Wuhao said, the aura emitted by the God Slayer was extremely strong, even several times stronger than other top-level imperial weapons, but it obviously had not reached the level of a holy weapon.
"What's going on?" Wutan frowned.
"In fact, I am also confused. Logically speaking, a Holy Soldier is the lowest standard for the birth of a Holy Spirit. But why did the God Slayer give birth to a Holy Spirit when he was still at the Imperial Soldier stage?"
Xiao Wuhao frowned and glanced at Zhan Shen, then turned his gaze to the Feitian Fox beside him, his eyes thoughtful. After a while, he moved his gaze to Zhan Shen again, and a hint of understanding gradually appeared in his eyes.
After hesitating for a while, Xiao Wuhao looked at Wutian and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it must be because of the Flying Fox."
"Xiaoyi?"
Hearing this, Wutan and Shishi were extremely surprised, and Xiaoyi herself was also stunned, her mind full of doubts. She looked at Xiao Wuhao, waiting for his explanation.
"Yes, it is Xiaoyi. To be precise, it is its tears." Xiao Wuhao nodded and said, for a mature flying fox, a piece of meat can bring the dead back to life, and a drop of blood can grow flesh on bones. This is not just a legend, it really exists.
However, many people do not know, including the gods of ancient times, that the tears shed by young flying foxes are actually the most precious treasures. The vitality contained in them is dozens of times that of flesh and blood.
Before that, when Wu Tian grabbed the flying fox and avoided the blood rushing out of the cave, his tears just happened to fall on Zhan Shen. In other words, Zhan Shen gave birth to the Holy Spirit after absorbing the tears of the flying fox.
“So magical?”
Wu Tian looked at Xiao Yi in amazement, his eyes sparkling. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, looked at Xiao Wu Hao, and asked in confusion: "It's not the first time we've seen Xiao Yi cry, why didn't we find the magic you mentioned?"
"Yes! Xiaoyi grew up with me and shed a lot of tears. If it's true as you said, then I must have a lot of holy soldiers and I won't have anywhere to put them." Shishi pursed her lips and teased, obviously not believing what Xiao Wuhao said.
"You don't understand this!" Xiao Wuhao smiled proudly and patiently explained to several people.
"First, the flying fox must be in its infancy. Second, it must be in deep sorrow for the tears it shed to have great vitality. If it is past its infancy, or has not yet reached the infancy, or is in normal conditions, the tears it sheds will be no different from our tears."
After pondering for a while, Wu Tian shook his head and said speechlessly: "Isn't your reason a bit too far-fetched?"
"It's far-fetched, but it's all true. A big shot once conducted an experiment himself and was shocked when he came to this conclusion. However, due to some reasons, it was not announced to the world. Fortunately, he didn't tell the news, otherwise, the Flying Fox clan would have been exterminated long ago." Xiao Wuhao said.
"Who is that big shot?" Wutan asked curiously.
"Boy, don't try to trick me. You'll know when the time comes." Xiao Wuhao said lightly, and his figure flashed and disappeared from Wutan's sight.
Shaking his head helplessly, Wu Tian looked at Fei Tian Hu, his eyes immediately blossomed with a strange color, and he smiled and said: "Xiao Yi, can you cry for a while longer?"
Hearing this, Xiaoyi shrank her head and decisively hid behind Shishi.
Seeing this, Shishi's pretty face immediately darkened, and she angrily said, "Brother, what do you want to do!"
"Ha! Nothing, just curious." Wutan laughed dryly.
Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness came over him like a tide, and Wutan's body swayed. If Shishi had not been quick to support him in time, he would have fallen headfirst.
"You didn't notice so much blood was lost, brother. You are too careless."
Shishi rolled her eyes at him unhappily, and with a wave of her jade hand, the power of light spread out. In just a moment, the bloodstain on Wutan's wrist was completely repaired, without even a trace left.
Wu Tian smiled awkwardly. He couldn't say that he was distracted because he was worried about Xiao Yi's tears! If he really said that, Shi Shi would probably get mad immediately.
After calming down, Wu Tian grabbed the God Slayer. The sword was still trembling violently, and his desire became stronger. He smiled slightly, but said grimly: "Don't worry, I'll let you drink enough in a few days!"
It seemed that Zhan Shen really understood Wu Tian's words. He stopped trembling, and his brilliance was restrained. Then, he disappeared without any warning. A strong mental wave also spread in his sea of qi. Wu Tian was stunned. He looked inward at his sea of qi, only to find that Zhan Shen was floating next to his soul, slowly absorbing the elemental power.
Moreover, Wutan also discovered that the cut on the blade of the God-Slaying Sword was gradually healing.
“It’s amazing.”
Wutan was amazed. The God Slayer had given birth to the Holy Spirit and had undergone a fundamental qualitative change. He believed that the God Slayer could now smash some low-level imperial soldiers without any effort, and might even be able to destroy some top-level imperial soldiers.
"It would be great if the left and right hands of the God could give birth to holy spirits someday." Wutan muttered. After the left and right hands of the God were fused, they could exert the power of holy weapons, which was good, but after they were separated, they were still just imperial weapons.
If both gloves gave birth to the Holy Spirit and were combined into one, I wonder how terrifying the killing power would be.
As he thought about it, Wutan couldn't help but look at Xiaoyi again.
Shishi immediately stood in front of Xiaoyi, looked at Wutian warily, and said, "Brother, I'm warning you! If you dare to hit on Xiaoyi, I will never forgive you in my life."
Although she is simple and kind, she can still see what her brother is thinking at a glance, so in order to protect Xiaoyi's safety, she has to take precautions in advance.
"You think too much. Didn't Xiao Wuhao say that Xiao Yi's tears will only be effective if she is in deep sorrow? Look at her now. She doesn't look sorrowful at all. Even if I shed some tears, it won't have any effect."
Wutan shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was innocent. In fact, he said this with a purpose.
After the ordeal with the God Slayer, Xiaoyi's sadness had mostly disappeared, which could be seen from her misty eyes. That was why Wu Tian said these words, wanting Xiaoyi to remember the deaths of the Lightning Eagle and other ferocious beasts, so that she would feel sad again and cry bitterly.
As a result, Wu Tian was disappointed. Xiao Yi was sad after hearing this, but she didn't shed a single tear. However, Shi Shi couldn't control her tears and kept flowing. This made him helpless, so he comforted her, "Girl, don't be too sad. I will slowly settle this account with the Forbidden Sect."
"Thank you, brother." Shishi forced a smile and spoke sadly, then leaned on Wutian's shoulder, continued to sob for a while, and whispered: "Let's bury them!"
"Yeah." Wu Tian nodded.
So the three of them worked together to dig a big pit, collected the numerous bones on the ground one by one, and put them into the pit.
This was something that could be accomplished with a wave of the hand, but Shishi insisted on burying them herself, so Wutan naturally couldn't say much.
Half an hour later, looking at the white bones in the pit, Shishi's eyes were filled with sorrow. She clenched her jade hands and murmured, "I will definitely avenge you."
Wu Tian's eyes were always on Xiao Yi, and seeing that her tears were about to fall, he was even ready to throw his left and right hands over to her.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoyi suddenly noticed Wutan's abnormality, and forced back the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes. Wutan's face turned dark, and he wanted to kick him, but since Shishi was present, he dared not take action.
With a wave of his hand, the soil surged up, burying the pit and covering the white bones. Then Wu Tian reached out to wipe away Shi Shi's tears and said with a smile: "Okay, don't cry anymore. Look, you've become a little cat now."
"Brother is the little cat!" Shishi burst into laughter, looking so cute with tears in her eyes!
Looking at the grave in front of her again, Shishi wiped away her tears and said, "Let's go! Let's go sweep grandpa's grave, and then go to the forbidden sect to seek justice for everyone."
Wutan nodded, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
After all this trouble, the original idea of traveling and sightseeing was shattered. Wutan flicked his sleeves and directly opened a door, and then the three of them walked in one after another.
"The taste of my hometown is still so familiar!" In Long Village, Wutan walked out of the gate and looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene, feeling deeply moved.
"Brother, look at that!" Suddenly, Shishi exclaimed, pointing forward, as if she saw an extremely horrifying picture, and her pretty face turned pale.
Wutan frowned and looked in the direction of Shishi's finger. Suddenly, a thunder exploded in Wutan's mind. His body trembled violently and a mouthful of blood spurted out!
With a whoosh, Wutan rushed out and landed in front of a pit. Looking at the scene in front of him, his body began to tremble wildly, and his eyes turned blood red in an instant. A tremendous momentum broke out of his body and turned into a terrifying storm, sweeping towards all directions!
Caught off guard, Shishi and Xiaoyi were blown away with a muffled groan, and fell heavily thousands of feet away. However, Wutan himself was completely unaware and just stared at the pit!
Because this earth pit is the grave of my grandfather and the villagers!
However, at this moment, the tombstone was gone, the soil was gone, and the bones of my grandfather and dozens of villagers also disappeared one after another. How could Wutan not be angry in this situation!
"Who on earth did it..."
Wu Tian's eyes were red, murderous intent burst out, extremely terrifying, and his fists were clenched tightly together, not knowing that his nails had pierced into his hands, and drops of blood fell, dripping onto the dead leaves, hitting them with a crisp sound...
(End of this chapter)