Zheng!
Inside the room, Lu Sheng lightly flicked Xiuming Dao with his fingers.
He has done all the steps of the three sacrifices. Unlike the Weihe Sword, his blood and the Xiuming Sword were completely absorbed without any waves. This made Lu Sheng more confident in this magical weapon. .
Blood sacrifice, worship sacrifice, god sacrifice.
He only used his true energy to worship, and the rest of his power did not move at all, and the god sacrifice only used one-tenth of the normal standard. In fact, the three sacrifices were not completed, but this was Lu Sheng's purpose. The unknown divine weapon was given by Su Hefei with malicious intentions, and he dared not accept it completely. At this level, if something goes wrong, it will be a slight injury at most, and it will take half a month to recover.
"Perhaps the divine sacrifice is too shallow. Apart from mastering one more saber move, there is nothing else. Xiu Ming Dao... Xiu Ming Dao... There are still divine soldiers who don't have the consciousness of divine soldiers?" Lu Sheng frowned and stroked The cloud patterns on the long knife, viewed from a close distance, the cloud patterns on the silver knife look more like handprints of different shapes and postures.
"The ability of the knife is bright light. It releases a kind of light called bright light, and everyone who sees the bright light will fall into a short-term blank consciousness. Let mermaid.
The ability is domineering, and it does not live up to its prestige of the gold leaf level. It's just..." Lu Sheng recalled the look in Su Hefei's eyes when he gave him the knife, there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, if Lu Sheng's five senses were not extremely sharp, he would not have noticed it.
"There must be something wrong with this knife." Lu Sheng inserted the knife back into the ground again, and stood aside quietly watching it. "According to the classics I have learned before, it is impossible for there to be magical weapons without consciousness in the world. According to the records of the ancient books of the Yuan Demon Sect, the research of the ancestors found that any ability of the magic blade of the magical weapon is actually a magical weapon. Mapping of consciousness.
In other words, since Xiu Ming Dao's bright light ability exists, it means that this magic weapon is definitely conscious. "
"Lu Sheng, where did you get this magical weapon?" Suddenly, a dignified voice came from the Weihe sword hanging on the wall.
"What? There's something wrong with this knife?" Lu Sheng remembered that there was an old immortal soldier consciousness in his room who had lived for thousands of years.
"There is a problem, and it's serious!" Wei Hejian's tone was very solemn. "There is a hint of evil in the righteousness of the breath. This knife is not a magic blade, nor is it a magic weapon. It is very likely to be an evil weapon!"
"Evil soldiers?" Lu Sheng was taken aback. "what is that?"
"A powerful weapon with the ability to disrupt all living beings, which cannot be tolerated in the world." Wei Hejian explained. "If it is not necessary, I suggest you sell it as soon as possible. Every evil soldier will be accompanied by various unusual troubles. Although the power is indeed great.
Unfortunately, if I am the real perfect body, the contract I concluded with you can prevent you from entering into contracts with other divine soldiers. It's just that I'm broken now..."
In fact, the contract between Weihe Sword and Lu Sheng was just a sub-divine weapon contract. This kind of contract is actually no different from the weapon inlaid with the fragments of the divine weapon that Lu Sheng succeeded in the past. It's just a little more powerful, that's all.
But Xiuming Dao is a true and complete magic weapon. After entering the three sacrifices, he has already tacitly accepted Lu Sheng as his current sword master.
"Forget it, I can't find out what is wrong with this knife for the time being. Use it first." Lu Sheng has never been a person who looks forward and backward, and what is evil is not evil. In his opinion, there is no right or wrong in power, it only depends on using it How are people.
The point now is that, taking advantage of this free time, he intends to take a closer look at how much divine power is on the Weihe Sword and this Xiuming Saber.
He hasn't forgotten, this is also one of the key reasons why he really bought the Divine Weapon.
Take the Weihe sword out of the wall. Lu Sheng began to reach out and stroke the scabbard inch by inch. At the same time, the consciousness suppresses the power of the magic weapon naturally emitted by the sword body.
After the power of the magic soldier faded, sure enough, strands of strange power on the scabbard were naturally revealed.
"Sure enough! Fortunately, I guessed correctly!" Lu Sheng was overjoyed. Close your eyes slowly, absorbing the strange power inside with all your strength.
Hiss... .
Straws and strands of divine power poured into Lu Sheng's body along the Weihe Sword silently.
It just so happened that he had exhausted all his spiritual power not long ago. At this time, the power in the sword was quickly absorbed and stored by Lu Sheng's body like clear water flowing into the dry desert.
Wei Hejian felt a little hairy after being touched so affectionately, but he noticed that there seemed to be a slight change in the body of the sword. He also knew that Lu Sheng would not do useless things. The rest of the contractors he met were all mysterious and powerful, so he simply shrank and hid in the deepest part of the sword and went to sleep.
Lu Sheng absorbed the divine power, which lasted for more than an hour. When he woke up, it was almost dark outside.
"Dark blue." Without the slightest delay, he called out the modifier directly in his consciousness to check how much divine power he had absorbed.
The light blue box suddenly popped up, floating in the center of the field of vision, Lu Sheng raised his eyes and looked into each box. In a square frame, there are buttons that can be modified and deduced everywhere.
Based on the real skills he deduced before, and the consumption of magic skills such as the eight-song magic pole, he roughly calculated the total amount of spiritual power now.
"There are at least 300 units... the water flows down, and the harvest is not bad." Not as many as imagined, but it's not a lot, Lu Sheng was satisfied. Gently raised the Weihe sword, carried it behind his back, and then looked at the Xiuming knife stuck on the ground.
At this time, the sky was getting late, and the blade of Xiuming inserted on the ground had a faint blue gleam, and the blade seemed to have a pale and cold feeling. It makes people feel uncomfortable at a glance.
Lu Sheng took a step closer, stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife, and didn't feel any divine power at all.
He frowned, and touched You Lan's blade again.
Still didn't have the slightest bit of divine power.
"Impossible...how could it not be?" Lu Sheng frowned, but he didn't have a clue for the time being. There are too many variables in the magic weapon and magic blade, and he doesn't know much about this field.
He could only reach out and pull the knife out of the ground, and insert it back into the scabbard.
The blade of the Xiuming Saber was extremely soft, so Lu Sheng simply wrapped it around his waist like a belt.
Then he got up and changed his clothes, and prepared to go to the venue in the inner courtyard to participate in the night banquet held by the Prince of the Great Yin Qionghuan.
He agreed to Su Hefei's matter, since he opened his mouth, let's try to have a look. Of course, he and Su Hefei had their own ulterior motives, and they didn't have good intentions. Naturally, Lu Sheng would not be willing to help him with his affairs sincerely. He also decided that if nothing could be done, he would immediately withdraw.
He changed into the standard inner courtyard disciple dress of Qianyang Sect, which was a light yellow tunic robe with a huge Chinese character "Thousand" embroidered on the back.
Comes with a full set of headbands, belts, and boots.
After they were all dressed neatly, the subtle array patterns on the edge of the robes slowly shimmered and disappeared in a flash. This means that the dust-cleaning formation attached to the entire robe has played a role. As long as Lu Sheng continuously supplies true energy, only a trace of true energy is needed to ensure the operation of the formation, thereby eliminating most of the dust and dirt in the future.
But this doesn't mean that the inner court disciples of Qianyangzong don't need to take a bath, the dust from the outside world is isolated, but they still have to clean up their own sweat and the like.
After tidying up everything, Lu Sheng walked to the door and pushed it away.
squeak... .
Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head suddenly to look behind him. Just for a moment, he felt as if something furry touched the side of his hand slightly.
Looking back, the room was quiet, nothing was there, and the shadows of the light were slowly moving along the ground.
Lu Sheng turned his head, straightened his collar, and strode towards the courtyard gate.
But he didn't know that there was a girl in black with shawl and long hair tightly attached to his back. Back to back, the two of them just moved together.
The girl was raising her head, leaning her long hair tightly against Lu Sheng's back, humming a silent song softly.
As Lu Sheng continued to move forward, the girl's plump skin gradually shriveled, and a large amount of blood flowed out from her hands, feet, eyes, ears, mouth and nose. After a few breaths, she was left with only a thin piece of human skin hanging on the Lu Sheng's back.
In the end, even the human skin gradually faded and disappeared.
Amid the melodious music, Maggie danced like a butterfly.
Food and wine are randomly placed on the long tables beside the walls on both sides. In the center of the hall stands a copper wine jug as tall as a person. Strands of wine are slowly flowing out from the mouth of the jug, dripping onto the round glass below. In the pool.
The turquoise and fruity wine filled the entire pool, rippling with light blue waves.
There were a lot of people in the hall, and most of the senior officials of the three sects had arrived, chatting with Prince Qionghuan on the platform. There was laughter from the crowd from time to time.
The disciples sat below, in the row of disciples of Qianyangzong. Lu Sheng and the other young disciples who were also wearing yellow robes were placed in front of them with drinks, fruits, vegetables and nuts.
A total of more than 30 people came to the Qianyang Sect's inner courtyard, most of them sat in a row, even if they chatted, their voices were very low, and they appeared to be quite educated.
It's different for the Youying Sect. A group of disciples hooked up, ate and drank, and were bold and uninhibited.
The disciples of the Bound Spirit Sect chatted around with wine glasses, and most of them had fake smiles on their faces.
Lu Sheng sat in his seat, but his eyes couldn't help scanning around the field, looking for a woman who looked exactly like his teacher Su Hefei.
"Brother Lu, is it interesting to sit here properly? Come out for a stroll?" Sun Rongji casually approached Lu Sheng's table, reeking of alcohol.
"Okay." Lu Sheng just wanted to get up and take a walk, to see if he could find the woman Su Hefei wanted. At any rate, he got a magic weapon, even though it was some kind of evil weapon, but he still had to be perfunctory in showing his kung fu.
He stood up, walked out of the hall with Sun Rongji, and leaned against the white jade fence on the side terrace to look out.
On the open lawn outside the hall, there were also many men and women standing, the crowd scattered in clusters, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.
"Speaking of which, Brother Lu should have acquired all his abilities before joining Qianyang Sect, right?" Sun Rongji said casually with a smile.
"Indeed. That was a long time ago." Lu Sheng nodded,
"It just so happens that my younger brother just met a nobleman, and it is said that he is also..." Sun Rongji was still talking. But Lu Sheng didn't listen anymore.
His eyes suddenly fell on a woman who just passed not far in front of him.
This woman is like a frightened little rabbit, wearing a white dress and a net hat made of white flowers on her head, she is carefully carrying the skirt and walking towards the door of the hall in a hurry.
Most importantly, this woman's face is exactly the same as Su Hefei. If Su Hefei is said to be indifferent most of the time, then this woman is timid and weak.
"Excuse me, I just met an old friend." Lu Sheng interrupted Sun Rongji's eloquence, with a smile on his face.
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"Sorry, I have to go away for a while." In the Youying Sect team, a silver-haired woman with a cold face interrupted the man in front of him impolitely.
"Where is it, Senior Sister He, please go ahead, please go ahead."
Sima He nodded lightly, turned around and followed the girl in white skirt out of the hall.