Life Script: Looting the Ancient Eucharist at the beginning

"That's Xianyuan!" Yan Lao looked at Lin Bei and muttered to himself.

According to the legend, immortal fate is the knocking stone for becoming an immortal. To become an immortal, one needs to condense enough immortal fate, and then gradually transform the mortal body to be able to accommodate the immortal energy before leaving the mortal womb.

And the white mist covering Lin Bei's body is obviously Xianyuan.

"What kind of opportunity did he get?!" Yan Lao's pupils shook.

Today, when the spiritual power is almost exhausted, does such a heaven-defying thing still exist?

Old Yan felt a little unbelievable, but he didn't doubt his own judgment.

Although he has only a remnant soul left, and none of the memories of the past remain, but this kind of basic thing will not be forgotten.

In front of him, Lin Bei held the long sword with both hands and pulled it out abruptly.

Immortal energy gushes out, and a tremendous power emerges, which makes people palpitate.

Rub--

There was only a soft sound, and something seemed to be broken around.

The next moment, Lin Bei saw a space vortex slowly forming.

"What's going on? Did Yan Lao miscalculate? Pulling out this long sword not only did not destroy the transmission channel, but also alarmed the ghosts in other countries?"

The space vortex became more and more solid, and there were even many figures looming in it.

Lin Bei held a spear in one hand and a long sword in the other, and Lin Bei slowly condensed in his body.

In the transmission channel, there was even a faint roar like a beast.

Several pairs of red eyes appeared, and a cold voice came.

"What's going on? Longguo, is there an accident?"

Immediately afterwards, the space vortex surged, and it seemed that a figure wanted to pass through it.

At the moment when Lin Bei was about to make a move, the space vortex suddenly shook violently.

boom--

Instant burst.

An arm protruded from it, but as the space vortex closed, the arm was cut off directly, and the fracture surface was extremely smooth.

From the other side of the space passage, there was an extremely miserable scream.

"It's really closed." Lin Bei's tense muscles relaxed.

"Success."

His task has been completed.

Lin Bei couldn't help wandering around, looking around.

Since this is the headquarters of the ghost organization, and it is the legendary [-]th floor of hell, there must be something good about it.

But the result made him a little disappointed. Lin Bei searched around, but found nothing good.

"Tsk, these ghosts are really poor."

"It's time to be content." Yan Lao said from the side: "The long sword in your hand is more precious than anything else."

"Oh? How do you say that!" Only then did Lin Bei recall the long sword in his hand, and picked it up to observe it.

The long sword is held in the hand, the whole body is white, and the word "Qinglian" is engraved on the body of the sword with quite elegant calligraphy.

After careful perception, one can detect a rather terrifying aura.

"Qinglian Sword." Lin Bei murmured, presumably this is the name of the sword.

Elder Yan also looked at the long sword, and continued: "If my guess is correct, the original owner of this sword is at least above the Golden Immortal realm, otherwise he would not have left such a strong immortal energy."

"What is the use of this immortal energy? Is it used for cultivation like spiritual energy?" Lin Bei asked.

"Almost." Yan Lao nodded, and said helplessly: "These guys don't know how to use these immortal energy at all, and they just use it as the energy source of the transmission channel. It's a waste of money!"

"The so-called immortal energy is a special substance that surpasses spiritual power in terms of level. A normal body cannot absorb it. If it is absorbed forcibly, it will explode like a balloon in an instant."

"Only by breaking through the Venerable Realm, removing the mortal body and turning it into the body of an immortal, can we have the ability to absorb it."

"Then am I useless?" Lin Bei wondered.

"That's not necessarily true." Yan Lao shook his head: "Don't forget, you are the legendary ancient holy body, and others can only try to absorb it when they are half a step into the Venerable Realm, but you may be able to try to absorb it as long as you step into the Venerable Realm." gone."

"In this way, you will not have the restriction of a half-step venerable."

"As long as the realm is sufficient, you will directly transform into a fairy!"

"In this era of depleted spiritual power, it is almost extremely difficult to extract immortal energy normally, but with this thing, it is different. You can completely use it as a mobile immortal energy bank."

"Hearing what you said, it seems to be really good." Lin Bei nodded and swung the Qinglian Sword lightly. He couldn't help feeling that it was indeed a weapon of an immortal, and its strength in all aspects was quite terrifying.

But there seems to be some restrictions above, and most of the abilities cannot be used, so they can only be used as very sharp and indestructible weapons.

Of course, it is also possible that Lin Bei's strength is not enough.

However, Lin Bei is used to long spears, and he is not used to switching to Qinglian Sword.

"It's just a pity to lose such a good sword." Lin Bei sighed.

"No, show me the Qinglian Sword." Yan Lao frowned suddenly and said to Lin Bei.

Lin Bei handed over the long sword.

As soon as Yan Lao raised his palm, Qinglian Sword floated gently in the air.

He placed the Qinglian Sword in front of him, and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"You boy, maybe there will be a surprise." Yan Lao stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

After a while, Elder Yan continued: "If I'm not wrong, when the immortal fell or left, in short, before disappearing, he left this long sword, perhaps because he wanted to leave a little bit of his inheritance."

"So among them, there is a high probability that there are weapon spirits."

"You inject spiritual power into it, and you will know immediately whether it is true or not."

"Someone is here, call me if you have something to do." Yan Lao suddenly glanced at the gate, and immediately moved his soul and returned to the ring.

Lin Bei immediately put it into the system space.

The moment Yan Lao disappeared, several people walked in quickly at the entrance.

Surprisingly, it was Zhao Wumian, Yu Xiaoxi and Gui Yiqiao.

Sure enough, they were the fastest to break through here.

What surprised him even more was that the realm of returning to Yiqiao had even reached the early stage of moving blood.

It really deserves to be the inheritance of the true blood of the Divine Phoenix!

"Lin Bei? It really is you!" Yu Xiaoxi walked over carelessly, and patted Lin Bei on the shoulder: "We just saw the mark you left outside, and we were worried if it was a trap left by a ghost. Now it seems We were thinking too much."

"I thought I would be the first one, but I didn't expect you to take the lead." Yu Xiaoxi sighed.

Gui Yi was relieved to see that Lin Bei was fine.

Zhao Wumian also came up, and said with a smile: "Good job, I really didn't misread you."

"What about the other team members..." Lin Bei asked.

Zhao Wumian was silent, and Lin Bei knew the result when he saw that the veins on his hands were bulging due to too much force.