Turned into a baby dragon and was loved by goddesses, shocking the world

There is no one to help.

Gu Ling couldn't help but think, "I'm dead. It looks like I'm really going to die here this time!"

Then I thought again.

"Why didn't Feng Xian and Yan Bei respond at all when I asked them for help?"

"Could it be that this is not real at all, but an illusion?"

"Yes, it is an illusion."

"Since it's an illusion, just break it and everything will be fine!"

Gu Ling closed his eyes and gathered all his spiritual power into his eye sockets.

open one's eyes.

I saw Lin Xueer’s figure.

"What's going on? Am I not at Kangtong Peak? Where is this?"

"Xue'er? Why do I see Xue'er?!"

Lin Xueer ran towards Gu Ling with a smile on her face.

She was wearing a long white dress.

On both sides of the road are snow-white pear blossoms.

When the wind blows, pear blossoms fall like snowflakes.

Lin Xueer said happily and angrily: "Gu Ling, where did you die? Why didn't you come to see me?"

"Xue'er? Is it really you? Didn't you already..." Gu Ling asked in confusion.

In an instant, Lin Xueer's face was covered in blood, and she shouted angrily: "Gu Ling, why did you want to kill me?"

Gu Ling was stunned. "I killed Xue'er? Why did I kill Xue'er?"

"No! This Xue'er must be fake!"

"She must be an illusion!"

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in Lin Xueer's hand, and she was stabbing towards Gu Ling.

Gu Ling smiled and closed his eyes.

"It's all an illusion!"

Gu Ling transferred his spiritual power to the Heavenly Eye again.

Open your third eye again.

Sure enough, as he expected, all this was just an illusion.

And this illusion has nothing to do with the Purple Spirit Cicada's barrier.

But it came from the demon-slaying pestle in his hand.

Gu Ling immediately withdrew his power from the Demon-Slaying Pestle.

Sure enough, Feng Xian and Yan Bei didn't notice anything unusual.

Yan Bei saw Gu Ling who had been motionless for several seconds, and asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Gu Ling had regained his composure by this time. He smiled and did not answer.

He walked to Feng Xian's side and handed her the Demon-Slaying Pestle. "This thing is really weird!"

"Nonsense! Any artifact has its own consciousness! It's not that easy to make it accept you as its master!"

"Then how could Zhu Mingyuan possibly control it?"

"Zhu Mingyuan? You said that nonsense? Do you really think he controlled this artifact?"

Feng Xian looked Gu Ling up and down with the eyes of a fool.

Gu Ling recalled it carefully.

Feng Xian is right.

Zhu Mingyuan is just an ordinary human being.

He has no spiritual power at all, so how could he control this magical weapon?

In Zhu Mingyuan's eyes, this weapon was just a dagger that could kill strange beasts like Gu Ling.

As for how powerful it was, he had no idea.

"So, how can this Demon-Slaying Pestle become his master?" Gu Ling asked anxiously.

Feng Xian frowned. Obviously, she couldn't be sure.

"I heard that this kind of artifact is either connected through spiritual consciousness or through blood... Don't you have a Sea God's Halberd? How did you conquer it?"

Gu Ling recalled it carefully.

On the ancient island of Luohai, the Poseidon Halberd was the weapon in the hands of the sea mirage.

At that time, Hai Shen wanted to kill Gu Ling with the Poseidon Halberd.

Gu Ling subconsciously used his Thunder Hand to resist, and finally, by accident, he subdued the Poseidon Spear.

"Thunder Hand? Do you mean that I can also use Thunder Hand?" Gu Ling said happily.

After hearing this, Feng Xian still frowned.

"No. The Sky Thunder Hand is a very yang object, and the Sea God Halberd is also a very yang object. It is understandable that you used the Sky Thunder Hand to tame the Sea God Halberd. However, this Demon-Slaying Pestle is a very yin and evil object, so the Sky Thunder Hand may not work!"

"You're right. I just saw this ghost thing in a fantasy, sucking my blood..." Gu Ling frowned and recalled.

"That's right!" Feng Xian glanced at the steps, "It seems that this Demon-Slaying Pestle has some connection with this Purple Spirit Cicada! It should be that this barrier has some connection with the Demon-Slaying Pestle in your hand..."

Yan Bei stood aside, totally unable to understand what Gu Ling and Feng Xian were saying, as if he was listening to a mystery.

"Hey, can you guys say something I can understand?" Yan Bei looked at the empty steps, very confused.

The two ignored him.

Yan Bei was not stupid. He felt a pain in his chest from the power of the stairs just now, and he definitely didn't dare to try it again.

"So, what should I do now?" Gu Ling asked.

Obviously, at this moment, he already had a psychological shadow about the demon-slaying pestle in his hand.

He was afraid that when he used it again, he would fall into Lin Xueer's memories again.

"I can't help you with this. But if you can't even conquer this little demon-killing pestle, let's go home!"

Feng Xian poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"why?"

"If we can't handle this thing and break the barrier, then what's the point of talking about the Purple Spirit Cicada?" Feng Xian said calmly.

She had never had much interest in this purple cicada.

What’s more crucial is that if Gu Ling wants to improve his realm, he can only rely on himself to break the demons in his heart.

If you can't even break the illusion of the Demon-Slaying Pestle, then there's no need to talk about anything else.

After hearing this, Gu Ling suddenly felt a surge of energy under his feet.

He once again injected 100% of his spiritual power into the Demon-Slaying Pestle.

Soon, the scenes of him and Lin Xueer meeting, falling in love, and then committing suicide flashed before his eyes like a movie scene.

Not only that, the scenes in his previous life, where he was toyed with by the school beauty Xiaoxiao and laughed at by his classmates, also emerged one by one.

At the same time, the scene in which he killed the Nether Wolf King, the Blood Marten Ant King, and the leader of the Divine Bat Clan and restored peace to mankind was also vividly remembered.

"If your heart is facing the sun, why fear the darkness!" These eight words suddenly popped up in Gu Ling's mind.

Suddenly, the black demon-slaying pestle began to crack slowly, emitting golden light.

After a while, the Demon-Slaying Pestle was already emitting thousands of golden lights.

When Gu Ling opened his eyes again, the Demon-Slaying Pestle was no longer black.

On the contrary, it is like Sun Wuguang's golden cudgel, shining with golden light.

Holding it in the hand, there is not a trace of coldness or gloom, but rather it is very warm and sunny.

Feng Xian smiled with satisfaction.

Gu Ling was a little confused: "This...what's going on?"

Feng Xian nodded, "It seems that you have successfully refined this artifact!"

When Gu Ling heard the word "refining", he couldn't help but smile.

Feng Xian walked to Gu Ling's side and stretched out her hand to take the Demon-Slaying Pestle.

He closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, then asked doubtfully: "Use your spiritual power!"

Gu Ling didn't understand what Feng Xian meant, but he did it anyway.

The spiritual energy in the body was flowing through Gu Ling's Dantian Qi Sea, making him feel very comfortable and relaxed.

"I didn't expect that refining a magic weapon could also improve my cultivation realm!" Feng Xian said in disbelief.

"What?" Gu Ling couldn't believe his ears. "Are you saying that my realm has improved?"

Gu Ling could never have imagined that in just 5 minutes, just by refining this Demon-Slaying Pestle, his realm would be elevated?

Feng Xian nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have entered the fifth level now!"

Gu Ling was so happy that he almost died.

In this way, he was promoted to a higher realm. Then, whether he could conquer the Purple Spirit Cicada and obtain the cicada bead made from his cicada heart was no longer so important.

Feng Xian signaled Gu Ling to break the barrier again.

Gu Ling was no longer afraid this time. He held the refined Demon-Slaying Pestle with full confidence and stabbed the barrier again.

Suddenly, it was like the door to a new world had opened.

The long staircase has disappeared.

What appeared before the three people was actually a flight of stairs with less than a hundred steps.

Above the steps is an antique temple.

The bell rang and the temple gate opened.