What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

wait for someone

The incantation represents that the weapon that has been dripped with painstaking care recognizes him as its master and is willing to be driven by it.

——Dong Che got the fairy weapon, but he didn't get the approval of the fairy tool guide, he just used it forcibly because there was no spirit in the fairy tool.He always thought that if he recovered the spirit, he would be recognized.

Rong Yan didn't feel the joy of being recognized, he barely maintained his calm, and finished drawing the spell like a normal person.

After drawing the incantation, the sword hides again, and a golden thread sinks into the soul.

With the golden thread sinking into the soul, an invisible bond was formed, and Rong Yan successfully identified the fairy weapon as the natal sword.

According to the procedure, after Rong Yan designated the fairy weapon as the natal sword, he should give the fairy weapon a name, just like the Tianheng silver sword named Tianheng, but he didn't bother to name it, so he directly used the original name of the fairy weapon.

lead.

Rong Yan slowly grasped the lead sword, his spiritual sense penetrated into the sword body.

——Spiritual consciousness penetrates into the body of the sword, in order to draw the power in the sword and reshape the spirit of the sword.

The inside of the sword body was pitch black. After Rong Yan's spiritual sense penetrated into the inside of the sword, he was extremely unaccustomed to it. He was adjusting his state to adapt to the sudden darkness. Suddenly!

He saw a small ball of light floating on the left side with himself as the coordinate.

The light swirled around the edge of darkness.

The moment Rong Yan saw the light ball, a sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, "Broken branches!"

His spiritual sense quickly rushed to the light ball, trying to catch the light ball, but his spiritual sense directly passed through the light ball.

——The broken branches of the moon are still spinning.

Rong Yan froze.

Yue Zhezhi spun around, and the irritability that he could find an outlet no matter what made him unable to control his temper, and he cursed the culprit in random thoughts.

Rong Yan clearly heard Yue Zhezhi scolding the culprit, he greedily looked at Yue Zhezhi's fresh appearance, he opened his mouth to call Yue Zhezhi.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't see him, couldn't hear him, and walked past him, scolding and desperately looking for an exit.

Rong Yan was completely stunned, and his heart throbbed, as if his heart had been dug out and burned on the fire.

He gritted his teeth, turned his eyes away, not to see the moon and broken branches spinning around, and his spiritual consciousness affected the power in the sword, that is, the energy of heaven and earth, and began to reshape the spirit of the weapon.

——When the new tool spirit is molded, Yuezhangzhi will perish, in other words, it will be liberated.

Rong Yan slowly reshaped the device spirit, halfway through the reshaping, the air of heaven and earth rippled out in circles in this dark space.

Yuezhezhi happened to be on the first layer of lines, and he was caught off guard by the lines, and he was dizzy before his eyes, and rolled a few meters like a glass ball.

Pain came from all around the body, and when Yuezhezhi stopped rolling, it uncontrollably transformed into a human form.

He was a little dazed, stumbled to his feet, and looked around blankly.

It was dark all around, but he could feel something slowly taking shape in the dark space.

Yue Zhezhi instinctively felt the crisis, and he condensed a ball of light.

The light diffused faintly, and Yue Zhezhi found circles of lines around it.

The lines are made up of the energy of heaven and earth, and when they passed him, Yue Zhezhi obviously felt that he was getting weaker—the lines were sucking his soul, strictly speaking, it was devouring his soul.

Yue Zhezhi's mind buzzed and exploded.

Since he was conceived by the fairy weapon, he subconsciously knew that he could not be swallowed by the lines, and if his soul was swallowed, he would perish.

Death Reshaper Spirit?

Yue Zhezhi suddenly thought of what Ling Talang said to him, and he realized that Rong Yan was shaping a new weapon spirit.

The moment Rong Yan got the fairy weapon's approval, he knew that Rong Yan had become the new owner of the fairy weapon.

The fairy artifact owner has the right to reshape the artifact spirit.

Of course, Qi Ling itself also has the right to reshape Qi Ling.

Different from the steps of the fairy tool owner to reshape the tool spirit, the tool spirit needs to be shattered first, and the fairy tool absorbs the fragments before reshaping a new tool spirit.

Since Yue Zhezhi returned to the Immortal Artifact, he never thought about reshaping himself. As Ling Talang said, after reshaping, he will no longer be him, and he will disappear completely.

Yue Zhezhi didn't want to perish, he couldn't bear Rong Yan, his master, and his friends.

Yue Zhezhi clenched the ball of light in his hand, and looked around with the faint light of the ball of light.

It was dark all around, and the lines formed by the air of heaven and earth continued to spread around.

Yue Zhezhi knew clearly that when the lines spread to fill the space, it was when he died.

With a trembling voice, Yue Zhezhi said to the surroundings: "Rong Yan, I know you are here! Although I can't see you, I know you must be here!"

Rong Yan's movement of reshaping the spirit suddenly stopped, he turned his eyes and looked at the only light in the darkness.

Yue Zhezhi's soul was transparent, he was shrouded in a faint light, maybe because he was too scared, his eyes were a little red.

"Don't reshape the device spirit! I don't agree!"

"If you dare to reshape, I will never forgive you even if I die!"

Rong Yan clenched his hands tightly, pretending he didn't hear it, he turned his head and continued to reshape the new weapon spirit.

The lines formed by the air of heaven and earth continued to spread around.

Yue Zhezhi couldn't stop the lines from devouring his soul, and his soul became more transparent, too weak to maintain the light cluster, and his voice became weeping.

"Rong Yan, don't reshape!"

"I don't want to die."

"I'm not afraid of being stuck here forever, I can't bear you, and I can't bear to bear with my master and my friends."

The tip of Rong Yan's nose was sore, it was as if he was hanging under the scorching sun, his hands were gouged out, heavy and scorching hot.

He suddenly crushed the new weapon spirit that was about to take shape, and his consciousness withdrew from the inside of the sword body.

When he backed out, unstoppable pain spread from his heart, and the smell of blood welled up in Rong Yan's throat. He coughed up blood, propped his arms on the ground, and panted heavily.

He wanted to cry, but he couldn't, his eyes hurt.

Not long after the disciples of the old doctor Xiu sent the memory to Shenji Pavilion, Shenji Pavilion sorted out the information about the destruction of Ying's family and compiled it into the intelligence database.

The information database of Shenji Pavilion is dedicated to hundreds of families of immortals, down to casual martial arts practitioners. As soon as it is compiled into the information database, the entire world of cultivating immortals explodes.

The extreme cultivator who didn't believe the truth about the destruction of Ying's family angrily accused Shenji Pavilion of making up nonsense!

The neutral monks who had already heard about it booed endlessly, lamenting the allure of the fairy artifact and the darkness of the fairy family.

A monk with a pure heart and a firm belief in righteousness denounced the world, demanded a public apology from the wronged, and took it as a warning!

And the monks who were forced into the Demon Abyss back then, while guessing who got the evidence and made it public, wept bitterly and celebrated the truth.

There are all kinds of beings, but the Shenji Pavilion is not affected, and a huge amount of information fees are madly earned from it.

Li Jianshuang had an invisibility talisman on his shoulder, and was sitting on the edge of the cliff drinking. When his subordinates reported that Shenji Pavilion had made a huge amount of intelligence fees from it, he sneered.

"It's no wonder that the Intelligence Pavilion is as rich as an enemy country."

His subordinates stopped talking, he raised his head, looked at Li Jianshuang, and said cautiously: "Guardian Li, do you want it?"

"No, the Intelligence Pavilion has announced the truth, and it's too late to thank you."

"Thanks to the person who provided the evidence. I heard that the person who provided the evidence was a pair of medical masters and apprentices. I don't know where they got their memories."

Li Jianshuang restrained his smile. He didn't speak. For a moment, he looked at the bottom of the cliff and waved his hand to signal his subordinates to leave.

The subordinate watched the nose and the heart, and left immediately.

Li Jianshuang put away the jug, and he contacted Rong Yan, "Your Honor, the cremation is about to begin."

At the end of the cliff of death is the incineration site.

All Guixin Sect disciples will be cremated after death if no family members specifically ask for it.

After cremation, the ashes are placed in the Dzong Pagoda, and the rebirth lamp is lit.

Rong Yan's voice came from the contact jade tablet, as if immersed in a stream.

"Father, help me stop it, don't cremate it."

Li Jianshuang narrowed his eyes, and for a moment, he touched the green snake coiled around his neck.

"The venerable still calls me by my first name. I'm not used to being called foster father."

After Li Jianshuang finished speaking, he cut off the contact and fell lightly to the bottom of the cliff.

Rong Yan slowly clenched the hidden contact jade card, hummed, he put away the contact jade card, raised his hand, the skylight slanted down from between his fingers, and fell onto the skirt of his clothes soaked in the rushing stream.

Rong Yan's whole body was submerged in the stream, and after a long time, the heart-wrenching pain subsided a little. He finally caught his breath, got up from the stream, and walked towards the bank wetly.

The leading sword and the Tianheng silver sword are placed on the shore.

Rong Yan put away the Tianheng silver sword, and gently brushed the leading sword with trembling fingertips.

Yinjian has a long and slender blade, and the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the person he wants to guard for a lifetime is trapped inside.

Rong Yan submerged his consciousness into the sword body again, and he saw that in the darkness, Yue Zhezhi's soul became more transparent.

——Although he crushed the reshaped Artifact Spirit at a critical moment, Yue Zhazhi's soul was swallowed by the lines and became weak.

Yue Zhezhi seemed to be worried about him reshaping the tool spirit, so he tried to maintain the light ball, and stared vigilantly around.

Rong Yan knew that Yue Zhezhi couldn't see him, and also knew that no matter what he said, Yue Zhezhi couldn't hear him, so he tried to mobilize the energy of heaven and earth.

Yue Zhezhi felt the fluctuation of the energy of heaven and earth, and was a little sullen. He was about to get angry, saying that he could endure loneliness and darkness, but found that the energy of heaven and earth had not formed lines.

It just vibrates slightly in the space.

Rong Yan stared at Yue Zhezhi, "I won't reshape the Qiling anymore, don't be angry."

Although Yue Zhezhi couldn't hear Rong Yan's words, he understood from the fact that the air of heaven and earth did not form lines that Rong Yan would not reshape the spirit of the weapon.

His anxious heart sank back, and his whole body relaxed.

As soon as he relaxed, endless exhaustion surged up, and the broken moon branches and the light ball in his embraced hands merged into one, floating in the darkness.

Rong Yan knew that his soul was damaged and fell into a deep sleep.

It's good to fall asleep, you don't need to be alone and slowly collapse in the despair of finding no exit.

Rong Yan's tongue was full of bitterness, he mobilized the energy of heaven and earth to wrap Yue Zhezhi, slowly repairing Yue Zhezhi's soul.

There are still things outside, Rong Yan can't delay for too long, his spiritual sense withdraws from the inside of the sword body.

The moment he withdrew from the inside of the sword body, Rong Yan's consciousness felt like it was being torn apart.

Not reshaping the spirit of the weapon, mobilizing the energy of the heaven and the earth, will cause the spiritual consciousness to be injured.

Rong Yan suppressed the pain, he stood up straight, brought the sword into the Zifu, and quickly went to the bottom of Guixinzong's death cliff.

The atmosphere at the incineration site at the bottom of the cliff was solemn, Cheng Wenyun held down the ninth-level demon tiger who had been extremely irritable since he learned of Yue Zhezhi's death, and looked coldly at Li Jianshuang, "What are you doing?"

Li Jianshuang pressed Yue Zhezhi's body with one hand, "As you can see."

Cheng Wenyun was expressionless, and he didn't speak.

After a long time, Cheng Wenyun spoke, "What's your dissatisfaction with the cremation?"

"No dissatisfaction."

"Then get out of the way." Cheng Wenyun let go of the ninth-level demon tiger, and he signaled Yi Ling to be optimistic about the ninth-level demon tiger, and said calmly.

Cheng Wenyun had never talked to Li Jianshuang so calmly.

Li Jianshuang was a little surprised. He looked towards the entrance of the incineration site and said, "Wait for someone."

"Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Wenyun caught a glimpse of Rong Yan appearing at the entrance of the incineration site.

Rong Yan noticed Cheng Wenyun's gaze, he stood still at the entrance, his gaze swept over everyone present one by one.