Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

"Qiu Ling, you stay outside for a while, I'll go in and take a look."

"Okay, Master, be more careful."

Go inside the warehouse.

The sword energy overflowed, and from time to time, an attack would come towards Ye Xiaoshu.

He couldn't avoid it, and this level of sword energy didn't have much spiritual energy strength at all.

"啨——"

There was a crisp sound, and the sword energy shattered when it touched Ye Xiaoshu's body.

Ye Xiaoshu looked at the logo on it and read out the names of these swords one by one.

"Zhan Lu Sword, Chun Jun Sword, Fish Intestine Sword, Dragon...Long Yuan Sword!"

Seeing the fourth sword, Ye Xiaoshu's fingers trembled slightly.

So handsome...

Ye Xiaoshu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of Long Yuan's sword.

The curator reminded loudly outside:

"Boy, don't be so careless!"

"These swords are sacred weapons. If you hold them casually, you will get backlash!"

The curator's reminder was correct. A powerful sword energy instantly erupted from the Longyuan Sword, rushing straight to the dantian along Ye Xiaoshu's meridians.

The purpose is to destroy this ungrateful person.

Long Yuan seemed to be saying: Are you worthy of controlling me?

Ye Xiaoshu's whole body was nourished by dragon's blood, and he had absorbed so much blood energy.

Ye Xiaoshu felt nothing except a tingling sensation in his stomach.

"This sword is very handsome. It's a little lighter and swings like a piece of iron." After Ye Xiaoshu finished speaking, he threw it away at its original location.

[Negative emotion value from Wantang +1000]

What kind of monster is this kid!

If ordinary people pick up this sword, they will be attacked by the power in it, and even worse, their Dantian will be destroyed and they will become useless.

As long as it is not recognized by the holy weapon, it cannot be used at all.

But this kid, like a reckless man, controlled it with pure strength!

What a tyrannical viscera this has to be...

He picked up the Victory Evil Sword again, weighed it casually a few times, and then slashed his arm.

After the sword strike, only a trace of blood was left.

"The sharpness is okay, but it's still too light. If it's sharp, it can hurt the flesh."

[Negative emotion value from Wantang +1000]

He saw with his own eyes that Ye Xiaoshu's arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Saint-level experts don’t have such a healing speed!

This has already broken the limit of human cell regeneration.

At that moment, Wantang felt that his life had been in vain.

Monster, this guy is a monster, no, a monster!

After trying several weapons, Ye Xiaoshu was not satisfied.

The weapons here are all swords.

My body is very powerful. If I use these thin swords, it will always feel like an elephant attacking with a toothpick.

If he could choose, he would like a huge sword, the heavier the better.

Only in this way can you use all your strength, otherwise you will have nothing to use.

The prerequisite is that it can be lifted up, otherwise it will just be like Chi You's God-killing Sword, which can only be summoned and used as a scary ornament.

"Director, can you tell me the origin of these weapons?" Ye Xiaoshu asked.

The curator sighed and said:

"Oh, okay, I'll tell you."

"Ou Yezi was ordered by the king to forge swords and spent all his efforts to forge eight divine swords."

"Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie, Yuchang, Juque, Longyuan, Tai'a, Gongbu."

After Ou Yezi's death, his thoughts turned into a saint, and the sword he forged also turned into a holy weapon.

Ye Xiaoshu thought about it. He had seen Ou Zhizi in books.

The eight swords were cast by the kings of Yue and Chu respectively.

This was different from the history he remembered.

That's all, it's a parallel world anyway, so if we really investigate it, there will be no limits.

"Wait...you said, there is a giant tower here?" Ye Xiaoshu caught the key word.

"Yes, but I don't recommend you to try it." The curator said seriously.

"Why?" Ye Xiaoshu asked.

"Juque was once contaminated with evil spirits during the safekeeping process. The sword soul is extremely violent and will often hurt people if not controlled."

Evil spirit, hurtful?

Hey! This is what you want!

Ye Xiaoshu suppressed a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm familiar with evil spirits."

I once heard that when the giant palace was just built, the carriage in the palace lost control and crashed in all directions. The King of Yue pulled out the sword, and the sword energy split the carriage in half.

Of course, this may be bragging in the history books, but with such rumors, you know how majestic Juque is.

This made Ye Xiaoshu look forward to how powerful this holy weapon was.

The curator felt that Ye Xiaoshu's words were a bit unclear.

Ordinary people will lose their vitality when they are contaminated with evil spirits, and their vitality will decline much faster than any radioactive element.

This kid can still say such things, he is really not afraid of death.

The curator reluctantly walked into the warehouse and pressed the button next to the door.

"Click——"

"Buzz buzz buzz."

The roar of the machine sounded, and at the same time a wall fell down, revealing bulletproof glass.

Behind the glass, a simple cyan giant sword was tightly entangled by countless chains made of forbidden iron.

These evil spirits surged, and after sensing the breath of a living person, they desperately tried to break through the bulletproof glass, making a sound like raindrops on the glass.

Juque was struggling, the sword body and the chain colliding with each other, making a harsh noise.

If you look closely, the blade of the giant sword actually reflects silver light.

Ye Xiaoshu smiled and joked:

"By the way, this thing has been passed down for so many years, doesn't it have a curled blade?"

"Not bad, it saves you the time of sharpening the knife."

[Negative emotion value from Wantang +200]

The curator frowned and said:

"You still have the energy to joke at times like this."

"Believe it or not, as long as this glass is opened, those evil spirits will swallow your life instantly."

Ye Xiaoshu: („ಡωಡ„)

"Really? I don't believe it."

[Get negative emotion value +500 from Wantang]

This kid is out of luck, so it's impossible to reason with him. He must suffer.

And judging from how he can control other weapons at will, Juque should be no problem.

The curator pulled the switch, and the bulletproof glass slowly fell.

Right now!

The evil spirit sensed that it could escape from here and quickly attacked Ye Xiaoshu.

Other holy weapons also sensed the evil spirit and summoned sword energy to fight back.

The sound of chains clashing, metal rubbing, and sword energy piercing the air are endless.

The curator secretly felt something was wrong, took a step back and left the warehouse.

This attack is not just a small fight just now, these sword energy is accompanied by the power of law.

If you are not careful, you will be shattered into pieces.

When Nie Qiuling saw that Ye Xiaoshu was in danger, she panicked and wanted to rush in to protect him.

"Back off!" A loud shout calmed her down.

"I'm going to start showing off~"

After speaking, Ye Xiaoshu waved his hand.

A black-red giant sword appeared out of thin air in mid-air.

"boom--"

The giant sword pierced the steel plate of the warehouse and landed firmly on the ground.

What evil spirit and sword energy suddenly shattered at this moment.

Under this sword, all soldiers surrendered.

The evil aura on this giant sword is even more powerful. Compared with the evil aura on the giant sword, it is like a mountain versus an earthworm.

The curator has inspected countless treasures in his life and has never seen such a magical weapon.

Especially the middle eye, every blink can disturb your soul.

At this moment, he understood that this boy was not arrogant.

He is really capable!

The curator asked with a trembling voice:

"Young... young man, I would like to ask you, which powerful person forged this weapon?"

Ye Xiaoshu smiled and gave him a look and said softly:

"The leader of the army—Chi You."

[Negative emotion value from Wantang +1000]