City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 772 Sludge
However, to Wei Xiao, it doesn't matter what the senior's real test is.

Senior Clam said before that as long as he can salvage this clam shell, he can be given a storage clam, so for him, no matter what the test is, as long as he can get this clam shell out.

He wouldn't be surprised if he encountered any difficulties or special circumstances.

As long as you can "stop when soldiers come, cover when water comes, and use all means to overcome difficulties when they come," then it will be done!
After probing the underwater situation, Wei Xiao already knew very clearly that there is no way to borrow strength from the silt at present.

This also means that his idea of ​​relying on his own strength to remove the clamshell has completely failed.

However, since there is no way to rely solely on strength, then just change the way of thinking.

Wei Xiao quickly changed his thinking and began to think about how to use the techniques he had learned to solve this problem.

The first thing that comes to mind is naturally the most used and most convenient sword control technique.

If it is possible, is it possible to use the flying sword to hold up the clam shell, and then fly out of this pool by flying into the sky?Wei Xiao thought carefully in his heart.

Although this idea is a bit strange, it is at least normal. It is not that no one has done things like holding objects with flying swords.

Yujian Feitian is actually nothing more than replacing things with people.

The principle is the same!

Thinking of this, Wei Xiao immediately took action after deliberation, calling out his Blood Sand Sword without hesitation.

As soon as the Blood Sand Sword came out, a soft voice suddenly came from the shadow of the pool.

"Huh? What is this?"

Although the voice was very soft, it still couldn't escape Wei Xiao's ears, so he quickly replied: "Senior, this is the boy's magic weapon, a flying sword."

"Of course I know it's a magic weapon, and I also know it's a sword!" Senior Beng's tone suddenly became a little high-pitched, and then he said: "But, I feel an unprecedented disgust from your sword!"

"Ah?" Senior Ceng's words made Wei Xiao completely dizzy, why can he feel disgust from the sword?

"Could it be because of the material of the Blood Sand Sword?" He couldn't help thinking.

However, after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he felt that it was unlikely. After all, Senior Dilong had seen this sword before, so he could still accept it calmly.
Of course, no matter what the reason was, since Senior Bang had spoken, Wei Xiao naturally had to explain it clearly to him.

So he thought about it carefully, and said: "I just use this sword to hold up the clam shells. If senior doesn't like it, then I can use another method."

His words were very sincere, and he expressed his intentions very openly, and expressed his attitude.

If the senior doesn't like it, he can change it.

As soon as these words came out, Senior Ceng was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Okay, since you have this method, then go ahead and try it! Don't worry about me, a bad old man, and don't pay too much attention to me view."

Senior Bang's words were very casual, even a little self-deprecating, but Wei Xiao could understand the meaning.

So he saluted the source of the voice and said, "Then thank you, senior."

After thanking him, Wei Xiao restarted the salvage plan. The Blood Sand Sword "swimmed" around the clam shell, finally found a point where it was easier to exert force, and then drilled into the mud under the clam shell from there.

Previously, Wei Xiao saw that the mud could bear the weight of clam shells, so he thought he could also step on it and move the clam shells directly.

Unexpectedly, the mud there was quite weird, so he gave up his previous plan.

This time, the Xuesha sword got into the mud and encountered the same situation.

However, Wei Xiao was not flustered, but slowly perceived the situation in the mud through the connection with Xueshajian.

The Blood Sand Sword shuttled through the mud, and the suction force from the mud fluctuated from time to time, uneven, more like breathing, opening and closing.

Wei Xiao was slightly surprised by this discovery, and then temporarily put it aside, because the Blood Sand Sword had reached the bottom of the clam shell, which was the best place to support the clam shell.

Across the mud, Wei Xiao manipulated the Blood Sand Sword firmly against the bottom of the shell, and then counted silently in his heart.

"one two Three!"

With a sudden force, the Xuesha sword pushed the clam shell vigorously, and then the expected situation did not appear, the clam shell remained motionless, as if it had taken root and sprouted.

The next moment, Wei Xiao's face changed suddenly.

He suddenly felt a strong suction force, and it wasn't directed at himself, but at the bloody sand sword in the mud.

At this moment, the Xuesha sword was holding up the clam shell with all its strength, and there was no extra strength to resist the pulling force, so it was pulled away all of a sudden.

After discovering this situation, Wei Xiao immediately stopped thinking about prying the clamshell, and returned to the Blood Sand Sword wholeheartedly, controlling it to escape from the sucking force.

However, things are far from simple.

The pulling force actually became stronger and stronger after encountering resistance, like an electromagnet that continuously increased its power.

Caught off guard, Wei Xiao almost caught him off guard.

Fortunately, his reaction was quite quick. After discovering this situation, he immediately let the blood sand sword fly upwards, trying to rush out of the mud at the bottom of the deep pool before the suction force became irresistible.

As soon as the mud comes out, the already terrifying suction force will disappear instantly.

Wei Xiao's witch power, and that suction force, are like two sides in a tug-of-war, constantly exerting all their strength on the blood sand sword, trying to pull the blood sand sword towards him.

Fortunately, Wei Xiao is a sword refiner after all, and has a special and wonderful connection with the Blood Sand Sword. After a lot of hard work, he finally pulled it over.

After a while, the Blood Sand Sword finally broke out of the mud, bringing with it a piece of filth.

Just like that, Wei Xiao was still not at ease, and hurriedly took the Blood Sand Sword in his hand, and then carefully checked the condition on the sword to see if anything bad happened.

Naturally, there was a reason why he was so anxious. After all, the Blood Sand Sword was his hard work, and it was the only treasure he could get his hands on at the moment. If he accidentally broke it, wouldn't it be a big loss?

After doing all this and checking that there is no problem, Wei Xiao raised his head, looked at the shadow in the distance, and couldn't help asking: "Senior, what is in this mud?"

"Why is there such a strong suction force?"

"It can even bear such a heavy shell, why can't I step on it?"

"Is there any difference in that?"

The series of questions represented the many doubts in Wei Xiao's heart, and also represented his confusion about Senior Beng.

(End of this chapter)