The series of bizarre experiences overwhelmed Jiang Chaoge's brain. He ignored the surprise and said, "Get on, get on the horse."
The two got on the horse, Jiang Chaoge pulled out his belt, tied the hands of the third prince behind his back, and then rode his horse and ran out of the city.
Fortunately, his equestrian skills are good. He used to be only a leisure activity, but now he has become a skill. And those guards didn't chase them because they were worried about the third prince.
The third prince said calmly immediately, "Where do you want to take me?"
Jiang Chaoge said irritably: "How do I know." His mind is still in a mess, and anyone who experiences such an experience with him will only panic even more.
"Three kilometers to the west there is a village where you can drop me."
"Impossible." Who knows if there are any of them in the village.
"then you… "
While he was talking, a brown horse suddenly appeared on the fork in the tree-lined road ahead. On it sat an old man in old clothes. The horse walked very slowly, and the old man still had a pot of wine in his hand, drinking while walking.
Jiang Chaoge's horse was galloping, and if he didn't dodge and collided with one another, he would shout from a distance, "Hey, get out of the way!"
The old man glanced at him, took a leisurely sip of wine, turned his head sharply, and looked at them intently, not knowing whether he was looking at people or horses.
"Get out of the way!" Jiang Chao Ge shouted violently. This tree-lined road is not wide, and this "horcrux" is not quite the same as a normal horse. If it doesn't listen to his instructions, it keeps running around, and maybe it will really collide.
The old man looked at them steadily, motionless.
Jiang Chaoge gritted his teeth and yanked the reins, but the horse didn't respond at all until the third prince said, "Stop."
Like the white horse running out of power, it stopped abruptly and raised its front hooves, almost throwing the two of them off the horse.
The old man rode his horse and walked over slowly.
Jiang Chaoge was full of hostility towards everyone in this world, he said coldly, "Are you blocking the way on purpose?"
The old man watched for a while, then suddenly grinned, "Hahahaha, it's so interesting."
The third prince narrowed his eyes.
Jiang Chaoge pushed the third prince, "Let your horse go around."
The old man said to Jiang Chaoge, "A foreigner, you will not end well if you follow him. Come with me, I can send you out of Tianao City safely."
The third prince's eyes turned cold, and the hand tied behind his back secretly clenched into a fist.
Jiang Chaoge said, "Do you know who he is?"
"Of course I do." The old man laughed strangely, "Come with me, the longer it drags on, the less safe it will be."
"Why should I trust you?"
"Because I'm also a foreigner, I'm from Chongming City."
Jiang Chaoge was shocked, it was indeed the name of the city in his real world.
When he was hesitating, he felt a slack, and the white horse disappeared at some point! His body fell to the ground, and at the same time, the third prince jumped into the air, his bound hands broke free, he took out a bone carving from his pocket, and with a flick in the air, a short dagger appeared in his hand , His body seemed to defy gravity, turned around in mid-air, and rushed towards the old man.
Jiang Chaoge looked at the neat movements of the third prince in disbelief, and he immediately understood that holding him hostage was just a game, and with such strength, he could not control it at all.
The old man also jumped up from the horse, and drew the sword from his waist, the sound of swords connecting to each other cut through the peaceful afternoon.
The third prince missed a hit and jumped to the ground.
The old man smiled and said, "Your Highness, you don't have a soul weapon, you can't beat me with this thing."
The third prince played with the dagger in his hand, "You might as well give it a try." He drifted towards the old man with ghostly footwork. Because of the speed, he looked like he was flying. In the changing figure, only his silver hair Especially clear.
Jiang Chaoge finally knew how the third prince suddenly appeared on the 6-meter-high altar. This kind of footwork seemed to be able to fly over the eaves and walk the walls. He was so stunned by everything today that he underestimated the enemy. If the old man didn't show up, the third prince would find an opportunity to subdue him sooner or later. I'm afraid he would be led out of the imperial capital just to swallow this antique knife.
The old man was not a vegetarian either, the old body was so flexible, the sword in his hand was holding the sword flower, and he attacked the third prince.
Suddenly, the old man took out a few bone carvings from his pocket and threw them at the third prince. The bone carvings turned into two black panthers in mid-air, and they bit the third prince like lightning. With only a short dagger in his hand, the third prince had no time to attack the old man.
The old man grabbed Jiang Chaoge onto his horse and ran away.
Jiang Chaoge turned his head and saw that the third prince was still fighting with the black panther, and the shining silver hair was still clearly etched in his memory after many years.
The old man ran with him.
Jiang Chaoge opened his mouth and took a big breath. He shouted, "Who are you? Why did you save me?"
The old man said, "Shut up, now is not the time to talk."
Jiang Chaoge didn't know whether to believe this old man, at least it was not safe to be with the third prince, and the old man said that he was from Chongming City, which might not be true. I can't protect myself now, I can only take one step at a time.
The two ran until it was dark in one breath. The old man took him into a small village, found a farmer, stuffed a few copper coins and stayed there.
As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Chaoge was about to throw the knife on the table when the old man yelled, "Don't move!"
Jiang Chaoge was startled, the knife was so heavy, his arms were shaking.
The old man said: "Slowly and gently put it on the ground."
Jiang Chaoge carefully put the knife on the ground. The floor of the farmer's house was paved with burnt soil. As soon as the knife hit the ground, the ground was forcibly pressed with cracks. He widened his eyes and didn't respond for a long time.
The old man took off his clothes, "I'll go get something to eat."
After the old man left the room, Jiang Chaoge slumped on the chair and hugged his head hard, but he didn't lift it up for a long time.
What he has experienced in this half-day is more than half his life. He still can't fully accept the world he lives in, and he is helpless, ignorant, and can't find a sense of security from the inside out. That kind of huge panic and Powerlessness cannot be described in words.
The sound of opening and closing the door sounded, Jiang Chaoge smelled a scent, he had been hungry for a day, and raised his head following the scent.
The old man put a bowl of batter in front of him, sat down with his own and started eating, pouting while eating, looking very fragrant.
Jiang Chaoge hesitated to take a sip. The taste was average, too bland, but he was hungry, so he swallowed.
After sweeping away the bowl of noodles, Jiang Chaoge wiped his mouth, "Go ahead, tell me everything you want to tell me."
After eating the batter, the old man took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes, "I've seen that little prince's mother-in-law, it's so beautiful..."
Jiang Chaoge slapped the table.
The old man coughed lightly, "Where did you come from? What's your name?"
"Dongping City, Jiang Chaoge."
The old man sighed, "I went to Dongping when I was young... My name is Meng Sheng."
"Meng... Sir, how did you come here? You never go back?"
Meng Sheng smiled strangely, "Go back? Impossible."
"Why? The prince said that the Great National Teacher knows how to go back."
Meng Sheng's eyes turned cold, "The Great Master... Yes, he may know how to go back, but he can't send you back, and you can't get close to him at all. You're still temporarily dead, so you can feel better."
Jiang Chaoge said, "I won't give up, I must go back."
Meng Sheng laughed and said, "Every foreigner thinks about it when they come, but no one has ever successfully returned."
"I'm not them." Jiang Chaoge firmly said: "I must go back."
Meng Sheng looked at the persistence in his eyes, and was slightly startled, as if some distant memories were brought back, and he was silent for a while.
Jiang Chaoge asked, "How many foreigners are there?"
"Not much, not much, much hidden."
"Why are they hostile to outsiders?"
Meng Sheng said: "I'll tell you the reason now, but you still don't understand. You'd better understand the world first."
Jiang Chaoge took a sip of water and calmed his heartbeat, "What kind of world is this?"
"This is a..." He couldn't seem to find a suitable adjective for a while, "This is a world where Horcrux drives everything."
"What exactly is a Horcrux?"
"A Horcrux is a tool made from a part of the body of a dead beast. This tool seals the soul of the beast. This tool can be a weapon, a piece of armor, a vehicle, a daily necessities, a medicine, etc., etc. There are Horcruxes in any realm you can imagine. Our horses are Horcruxes made from horse bones. Those two black panthers are for summoning pets, grandma. They are precious, and they are wasted on you. …”
Jiang Chaoge was taken aback for a moment.
Meng Sheng's eyes drifted to the antique knife: "The knife you are holding is a soul weapon."
Jiang Chaoge glanced at the old knife, but couldn't immediately associate it with the high-end Horcrux that transformed the western style into a lively horse and a black panther.
Meng Sheng continued: "If there are soul tools, there are people who make and control them. These people are people with soul consciousness."
"Soul consciousness?"
"Soul consciousness is innate, and blood relatives have the highest probability of inheritance. Only with soul consciousness can you cultivate soul power, and with soul power, you can create or control soul tools. In this world, those who possess soul consciousness are superior people. People only make up one thousandth of the total population.”
"So, I also have soul consciousness?"
"Yes, that's why you were brought here."
Jiang Chaoge became angry all of a sudden, "There are a lot of people in this world who have soul consciousness, why do you have to pull in foreign aid?"
Meng Sheng shook his head, "I don't know, but there must be some relationship between these two worlds."
Jiang Chaoge looked at his hand, "Why didn't I feel the soul power you mentioned?"
"Because you have never practiced, the soul power of human beings is very weak. Only through practice and learning can you become strong."
"Then what about this knife? What's the origin?" Jiang Chaoge looked at the troublesome knife with mixed feelings.
"This knife..." Meng Sheng came over, his fingers like dry branches gently caressed the blade, his cloudy eyes showed a hint of brightness, he closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, and after a while, he opened it Eyes, "Among all Horcruxes, the status of soul weapons is the highest."
Jiang Chaoge raised his eyebrows, "I can imagine."
"A powerful soul soldier, paired with a powerful soul weapon, can defeat ten thousand by one. Therefore, the soul weapon is the most attractive thing in the world, and it is also the most dangerous thing."
"This knife is a very powerful soul weapon?"
"From your description of the scene you saw it, and the attitude of the little prince towards it, this should be a heaven-level soul weapon."
"Heavenly?"
"Soul weapons are divided into four grades, which are Tianxuandihuang."
"What's the meaning?"
"Yellow-level soul weapons are soul weapons made of ordinary beasts, mostly tigers, leopards, wolves, etc. They are the lowest-level soul weapons, and can be used by ordinary people without soul power; earth-level soul weapons are made by Made of special beasts, many have additional attributes, such as toxicity, corrosiveness, phantom, cold and heat effects, etc.; Xuan-level soul weapons are made of rare monsters and monsters, and require superb soul power to control them. Moreover, it can summon beast souls to exert its powerful strength; heaven-level soul weapons are made of exotic beasts over a thousand years old and have spirituality. At the same time, only one soul soldier can form a contract, and the condition for forming a contract is not a soul. The size of the power is the fit of the soul consciousness. Soul power can be cultivated, but the soul consciousness is innate. The number of heaven-level soul weapons is rare, and the soul consciousness that fits with it requires a very strong soul power to function, otherwise it will be backlashed. The spirit soldier of the heaven-level soul weapon can not only summon the beast soul to fight, but also summon the human face of the alien beast, which is the lifelong pursuit of all soul soldiers. Qianjin, the one who can pick it up is the one whose soul is compatible with it."
Jiang Chaoge broke into a cold sweat when he heard this. If the sword he was holding was really a heaven-level soul weapon, it would be no wonder that those people wanted to arrest him. Thinking back on the scene at that time, they were probably choosing the right soul weapon for this sword. But he messed up the situation and took away the knife, but what if he had a knife, he had no soul power to use at all. However, hearing that this weapon is so powerful, he is still quite proud. This is simply the arrangement of fate. As soon as he crosses, he just picks up the top-level soul weapon that matches his soul consciousness. This is also a good start, at least With powerful force, he has the hope of returning to his original world. He excitedly said: "So, what I have is the most powerful weapon in the world."
Meng Sheng stroked his beard, "Actually, there is a kind of soul weapon above the heaven level, which is a legend."
"Oh? What legend?"
Meng Sheng's eyes were full of yearning, "It is said that above the heaven level, there are also god-level soul weapons, which are soul weapons made by the unique ancient beasts in the world. The power is powerful enough to destroy the sky and destroy the earth. The spirit beasts born from the essence of the sun and the moon, call wind and rain, move mountains and seas, no matter what. No one should be able to control such soul weapons. There are prophecies mentioning god-level soul weapons, which are all the same as those that destroy the world. Disasters are linked together, and if god-level soul weapons really come into existence, it may be that humanity has come to an end."
Jiang Chaoge is not interested in those unrealistic legends, "If this weapon of mine is really a heaven-level soul weapon, that means, I may summon the beast soul, and may also summon its human face?"
"Of course, alien beasts over a thousand years old can be transformed into human form."
Jiang Chaoge suddenly became interested, he rubbed his hands, "How can I summon it?"
Meng Sheng smiled mysteriously, "Do you want to summon it?"
"Since I'm compatible with it, can't I summon it?"
"Yes, I can use my soul power to help you, but this time, borrowing soul power will deplete my cultivation."
Jiang Chaoge suddenly became defensive, "Why are you helping me like this?"
Meng Sheng smiled and said, "Because I also want to know what kind of beast this heaven-level soul weapon is."
Jiang Chaoge thought for a while, then gritted his teeth, "Come on." He didn't know how his fate could be worse, so he might as well give it a try. If the summoned thing was particularly powerful, it would mean that he had found a bodyguard for himself. .
A sly light flashed in Meng Sheng's eyes, which was fleeting. He grabbed Jiang Chaoge's wrist, closed his eyes, and murmured something in his mouth.
Jiang Chaoge soon felt his body heat up, and a warm current poured into his body along the arms that they were touching. It felt very real, as if he could "see" the flow of soul power in his body.
In less than a minute, Meng Sheng let go of his hand, sweating profusely.
Jiang Chaoge shook his arm, feeling nothing special.
"Try it, hold this knife with the thought that you're going to see it."
Jiang Chaoge was originally an atheist with no oil or salt. He only believed in money in his life, but what happened today is too subversive. Listening to such an idealistic theory, he did not frown. I fantasized in my mind.
This knife... what kind of beast soul is it? What mighty beast would it be? What does it look like in humans? Is it male or female
Thinking of this, he once again felt the faint soul power in his body, which was lingeringly injected into the blade, and the blade emitted a faint light. Soon, a human-shaped shadow appeared in front of the two of them!
Suddenly, the light in the room was bright, and it was as bright as day. The two of them were suddenly pushed out by a force. They stumbled several steps before they could stabilize their bodies. Their hearts were under an indescribable sense of oppression, like a giant stuffed This room is full of fear, not only goose bumps appear, but the back is chilled!
The phantom finally materialized, and a young child appeared in front of them!
Both were stunned.
The child was about three or four years old, his face was as fair as porcelain, his hair was as black as ink, and a crown was tied on top of his head with a black-blond hairpin. His hair was as long as his ankles. Shenghui. The child is extremely beautiful, and is not as beautiful as ordinary people. He was wearing a black robe with gold thread, and at such a young age, he had an air of dignity that could not be ignored.
Although Jiang Chaoge knew what he was going to do from the very beginning, but he really summoned someone and scared him. But... uh, why a child? He looked at Meng Sheng.
Meng Sheng looked innocent, "It must be that your soul power is too weak."
Unexpectedly, the child opened his mouth, and his voice was so cold that it fell to the ground, "Idiot, trash, who allowed you to call me!"
Jiang Chaoge raised an eyebrow.
The child looked very angry, his little black eyebrows were wrinkled, and his face was full of contempt: "To make me appear in this world, trash!"
Jiang Chaoge took a deep breath and looked at Meng Sheng again.
Meng Sheng scratched his hair, gloating a little, "Because the soul power is too weak, the soul weapon looks down upon it, this is the first time I've seen it..."