Monk Xile and Monk Yun were shocked. This was the purple gold giant sword. Being able to shrink it to this extent proved one thing. Mi Xiaojing conquered this strange sword!
There were envious expressions on their faces. They knew that the most valuable thing along the way was this purple giant sword. It might be the legendary sword!
Mi Xiaojing's two fingers just brushed across the spine of the sword, and a cold feeling was reflected from the fingertips to his heart. This was a strange kind of power, which was very different from the fairy sword.
When Jianzhuang was truly impressed by the sword, the fairy sword in Jianzhuang also began to change, which means that certain characteristics of the sword were absorbed by Jianzhuang and reflected on the fairy sword. This is why Jianzhuang is super powerful. The place.
Mi Xiaojing gently let go of his hand, and the purple-gold giant sword just floated in front of him, no longer struggling to escape.
With a slight smile, Mi Xiaojing felt very satisfied. Of course, he took out the Purple Gold Sword not just for a look, but also for his own means.
One hand after another, the immortal spells were played, and the immortal talismans fell on the purple gold sword. The intimidation of the sword alone was not enough. He needed to completely put his brand on the sword body and turn the purple gold sword into his own sword.
As the immortal talisman fell into the sword body, the purple gold sword kept trembling and made a clanging sound. The sound was like an iron clang, sonorous and powerful, shocking the soul.
Mi Xiaojing knew very well that only by truly obtaining the Purple Gold Sword could he enter the unknown treasure. According to his guess, the place blocked by the purple dust mist should be the space in the original owner's body, which materialized after the original owner died.
So this is an opportunity, an opportunity to get the original owner's collection.
It took Mi Xiaojing two days to refine the Purple Gold Sword again. Even without the control of the fairy sword chain, he could barely control it. If he had enough time to cultivate it, I believe he would be able to master it.
This is enough for now. As long as he uses the purple gold sword to protect his body, Mi Xiaojing believes that he can definitely enter the purple dust mist, and then he can really see the treasure.
The Purple Gold Sword has shrunk to the length of one finger, and is as small as a fish swimming in the stream. The original dazzling purple light has gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint purple light, and the color is getting lighter and lighter, gradually turning into a faint light and shadow. Attention is difficult to detect.
The sword itself was purple, but after refining it, Mi Xiaojing discovered that it could actually become transparent.
Since they have been re-refined, Mi Xiaojing and the Purple Gold Sword are already connected. They can do whatever they want with their thoughts, and the Purple Gold Sword is spinning around in the palm of their hands.
With a gentle grip, Mi Xiaojing could clearly feel the cold sword body. He even felt a slippery feeling. The sword was like a fish, slippery when he held it.
A smile appeared on his lips, and he knew that this sword had truly become his weapon.
Monk Xile and Monk Yun knew that the sword belonged to Mi Xiaojing, and they hurriedly flattered him: "Congratulations, boss, congratulations, boss... Haha."
Although the flattery continued, the two of them felt bitter in their hearts. This baby had no part in it, which was really frustrating.
The relationship between the three of them is not actually friends, they are just walking together. In addition, Mi Xiaojing is extremely skilled in martial arts, and Monk Xile and Monk Yun are not rivals, so they maintain a peaceful state.
If given the chance, Monk Xile and Monk Yun would not mind adding insult to injury, but of course, they dare not do anything now.
After being together for a long time, Mi Xiaojing has established his absolute authority. Xile Monk and Monk Yun do not dare to do anything detrimental to Mi Xiaojing for the time being. After such a long period of contact, they know how powerful he is.
Mi Xiaojing came to the top of the purple dust mist again. This time he did not plan to use the fairy sword chain, but planned to use the newly obtained purple gold sword.
Lines of purple light suddenly surrounded Mi Xiaojing's body, which was when the Purple Gold Sword began to protect his body. Mi Xiaojing glanced at the purple dust mist below, and fell directly without hesitation.
Xile Monk's eyes widened. He didn't expect Mi Xiaojing to be so decisive and rush into the purple dust mist.
Monk Yun sighed: "You really dare to go down!"
The Happy Monk smiled bitterly and said: "Now that he is prosperous...it has nothing to do with us...it belongs to his grandma!"
Seeing Mi Xiaojing disappearing into the purple dust mist, he couldn't help but curse, feeling unspeakable envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart.
But after all, they didn't dare to follow in. The previous temptation had already made them scared. They didn't even have the idea of trying it. They could only watch Mi Xiaojing fall into it.
In fact, the two of them also understood in their hearts that Mi Xiaojing dared to be so bold because of the Purple Gold Sword's body protection. After all, the Purple Gold Sword was the original owner's weapon, and it would be difficult for any defense here to have an effect on it.
Mi Xiaojing didn't pay attention to what the two of them were thinking. For him, if you have the ability, get it, and if you don't, just watch. This is also the unspoken rule of powerful people like them. If you don't have the ability, you still want to grab it, which means leaving. Death is not far away.
How dangerous this world is, as his strength and realm increase, Mi Xiaojing becomes more and more aware of it.
That purple light surrounded his whole body, and Mi Xiaojing rushed into the purple dust mist. In an instant, he found that the purple gold sword sank, and then an astonishing change occurred.
A large amount of purple dust mist was sucked into the Purple Gold Sword. In an instant, Mi Xiaojing felt that the entire Purple Gold Sword was as heavy as a mountain. Fortunately, he was very powerful and could continue to drive the Purple Gold Sword. However, it didn't cost much power at first, but now he must go all out. .
Unexpectedly, the danger of losing control only lasted for about ten seconds. When a large amount of purple dust mist was inhaled into the Zijin Sword, Mi Xiaojing was suddenly able to use it freely again.
At this moment, he truly felt the effect of the purple dust mist, which was of great benefit to the Purple Gold Sword.
As if Purple Dust Mist finally recognized the Purple Gold Sword, the originally frantically squeezed Purple Dust Mist suddenly relaxed. Mi Xiaojing couldn't help but secretly wonder. He already understood that the Purple Gold Sword and Purple Dust Mist should be one body. When he left, He will never let it go and take it away no matter what.
The purple dust mist was quite thick, and it took Mi Xiaojing a full ten minutes to get rid of it. It was a dark space, but under the scanning of his spiritual consciousness, it was no different from the daytime, or even clearer.
This space is extremely huge, attached and solidified in the body of the body. This kind of space is not unfamiliar to Mi Xiaojing. There is a similar existence in his body. It is a private space specially owned by high-level cultivators. The higher the level, the more The more such space there is.
It is common for some cultivators to have three or five private spaces in their body, and many of them are spaces within spaces. Mi Xiaojing's sword pillar has such ability.
Mi Xiaojing looked at the huge space around him and knew that it was developed this time!