First-class Female Spiritualist, Domineering Maid Covering the Sky With One Hand

"I'm tired from walking all the way, I'll take you down!" Ye Yan, as the prince, was rumored to kill people without blinking, but at this time he was very gentle and unusual, even he himself doubted it.

But they couldn't control so much. They immediately came to the fifth floor. The air on the fifth floor was very thin. No matter how high Ye Yan's cultivation base was, he couldn't last long in this state. Mu Fengzhao immediately realized that he was getting tired. In his mental state, he held Mu Mu and stood aside, helping him to rest for a while.

"There is something."

"what?"

"Artifact."

"Where?"

Mu Fengzhao pointed to the bottom of the cave, and she actually sensed it. She once remembered that the beautiful woman told her that God had given her the opportunity to encounter treasures. So many people came to look for the treasure under the swallow cave, but they all returned empty-handed. Not only could she sense the existence of the artifact, she also knew where the artifact was.

How many people should be jealous if this is said? She is neither a mage here nor can she become a samurai, and she has no talent to refine medicine, but no matter whether she is a waste, whether she has the ability to protect herself, there are still many people who should be jealous.

"You wait for me for a while." I went down to get it.

Mu Fengzhao carefully walked to the edge. With the sensitivity of the body and the strength of her limbs, she was doing rock climbing with a standard posture.

This is an ancient divine sword, blowing hair decisively. It was inserted into the stone wall along with the scabbard. No one had discovered its existence for hundreds of years, but it was discovered by Mu Fengzhao.

She took out the sword effortlessly. She didn't know what the sword was made of. She only knew that the thing recognized the master, and it would become very heavy if it wasn't the master, and couldn't hold it. After identifying it as its owner, it will be easy to hold it in your hand.

The moment the finger touched the blade, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

Starry sky and bright moon, long white clouds.

She stood among the clouds with Haoyue on her head, and there was a starry field where she looked up and swept across.

This is the world inside the sword, created by the original owner of the sword, and there is even a breeze blowing.

"You are finally here, I've been waiting for you for hundreds of years." Hearing the voice, but not seeing the person, the tone was quite a bit coquettish and grotesque.

"Your Excellency?"

"Sword Soul."

Mu Fengzhao nodded, saying that he didn't want this sword, and the sword soul was angry: "You don't want this sword, what else do you want to do with it! Since the contract has been concluded, you can't abandon it!"

"How can I know if this is a good sword or a bad sword if I don't catch it? When did we conclude the contract?"

"Just when you touched this sword."

"Overlord Clause!"

"Just accept my sword. This sword cuts iron like mud and blows the hairs decisively. More importantly, as long as you buy this sword and take it home, I can teach you to practice Xingyue Seventy-two! "

"never heard of that."

"What? You haven't heard of Xingyue Seventy-two pose? Then you must have heard of this sword, the original owner Xingyue Old Man!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of it." She can't be blamed. Her small town is simple and simple, and there are not many wizards, samurai, and pharmacists. The most important thing is farming. As for weapons, no one discusses them. People from hundreds of years ago don't even know.

"Ignorant human beings... well, let me tell you what Elder Xingyue is! Elder Xingyue was the greatest swordsmith hundreds of years ago. When he was young, he was a warrior. Later, a **** told him that he had a sword. He tried his talent, and he made the first magic sword! Later, as long as the army used the sword he forged, it would be invincible and return in triumph!"

"According to your statement, good swords are in the hands of others. Those artifacts should be passed down from generation to generation. How could you stay in the cave for hundreds of years?"

"What do you know? Elder Xingyue personally arranged me here!"

"Could you be the first sword he forged? Maybe the first one was flawed, so he threw you into the hole and made you wait for the so-called master in the hole for hundreds of years."

"Impossible! The old man Xingyue will not abandon me! He also left me the Seventy-two Xingyue Pose, and let me teach my new master!"

In that case, the Xingyue Seventy-two Pose is true, and the sword soul is not lying. Mu Fengzhao just thought that he might have picked up a treasure, and the sword soul immediately poured cold water on her: "Unfortunately, the 72nd pose of the star and the moon is not on me. In the body of a lion, the lion absorbed the tricks. Spiritual energy has become a beast."

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" I said it earlier and threw you away.

There is only a sword, and no Xingyue Type 72. The cold weapon she is good at is only a dagger, and she can't make a sword. This divine weapon is meaningless to her.

Sword Soul was very intimate and comforted: "Don't worry, you go down with me, kill the lion, and then take out the moves, everything will be fine!"

Mu Fengzhao wanted to refuse, but Sword Soul did not allow her to refuse. She woke up in a place where she could not see her fingers.

The familiar sound of the sword soul heard in her ears, telling her that she was now where the lion was.

The closer Mu Fengzhao got closer, the more he could hear the sound of the beast's breathing, each breath was heavy.

Suddenly, the rhythmic breathing paused, and the lion smelled the smell of a stranger, opened a pair of blood-red eyes in the dark, and opened a big mouth in the blood basin.

You, waiting for the little mortals, dare to break into my land?

The lion's eyes narrowed, his nose hummed, and his beard curled up, expressing his dissatisfaction and contempt for the little human beings.

The head of the lion is three times the size of Mu Fengzhao, and the head has been crushed. Let alone under the dark ground. This lion had long been accustomed to the surrounding environment, and Mu Fengzhao could only see the surrounding area with Ye Mingzhu in his hand.

"Kill it!" The Sword Soul yelled, and the Xingyue Divine Sword was gradually surrounded by blue cold light.

The lion watched quietly as the outline in the dark gradually became clear.

It's so bold! Traces are also exposed!

Under the blue light, Mu Fengzhao was very clear, like a piece of sweet fat lying in front of a lion.

Ah, the lion roared and swooped.

Mu Fengzhao stepped away in time, causing the lion to pounce.

It's so risky...

"You have to be surprised and attack it from behind!"

Mu Fengzhao frowned, "Speaking lightly, he is so much older than me, it is not so easy to attack from behind!"

"If you want to be the master of my Xingyue Divine Sword, you don't even have this ability?"

"I can't carry my hands or shoulders. I really can't be your master. This is the end of our fate." Now the old lady threw you away!

Sword Soul yelled: "Hold on! I...I believe you, or else you try again?"

The sword soul was talking about a lion, and the lion observed her with red eyes, beautiful moves appeared in his huge eyes.

What a sensation if an Excalibur and matching sword spectrum were spread out! But its owner didn't appreciate it at all, and frequently burst out the idea of ​​wanting to give up.

The sword soul is almost crying...

At the moment when they were distracted, the lion rushed towards her with a loud roar, and the open fangs were bound to crush her neck.

"Go away!" The voice came from above.

A splendid flash of lightning descended from the top, right in the middle of the lion’s heavenly spirit cover.

A huge explosion sounded, and Mu Fengzhao didn't know when he returned to the fourth platform. After returning to his senses, Ye Yan put one hand on her waist, and the other hand condensed a very powerful force.

He caused the lightning just now.

His power is unfathomable!

Mu Fengzhao looked down at the corpse below and couldn't help shouting, "Handsome!"

The expression under his mask suddenly squeezed. I don’t know whether to cry or laugh. Seeing that the innocent and shy girl before has become different, now she laughs presumptuously, unreasonably domineering, and doesn’t seem to need him either. Protected...

Sword Soul reported: "Master, the move has returned to the sword."

"That's good……"

Before she finished speaking, she fainted--

She appeared in a modern taekwondo gym, with standard supporting facilities placed in front of her. She looked at those familiar props that could no longer be familiar. It must be a dream.

"You little girl is so smart!" An old man's voice came out from nowhere and praised her with satisfaction.

"Your Excellency is the legendary old man Xingyue, right?"

It was too late to be surprised that an old man actually existed in her dream. She noticed the completely modern dream, indicating that this is her home field. She understood that Elder Xingyue was hiding her consciousness in her moves, waiting for future generations to discover.

"Well... the old man is Xingyue. I didn't expect the young people now to know me. It seems that this genius will not be lost!"

"But you are a swordsmith, are your moves useful?"

"Hey! The old man was a purple- and yellow-level swordsman before he forged a sword, and a martial arts genius once in a thousand years! Unfortunately, after I was born, the next genius of martial arts has never appeared again... the world is big, I am the only one! At the peak of loneliness, few people can understand. I want to work on a higher place, but the realm of God is too difficult to enter, no! It is impossible to enter! Simply empty your mind and put yourself His unique knowledge becomes the current ray of consciousness and exists in the sword, and it is passed on to the destined descendants."

Mu Fengzhao listened to what he said, folded his hands in his chest, and thought of Mu Qiangwei and the old Mu family she said. Both of them have reached the highest stage. They are both geniuses standing on the top and looking at the world, will they——

The old lady of the Mu family also wanted to enter the realm of gods, but failed...

It is not easy to figure out this problem. First, she must return to Mu's house and gain the trust of the old lady. However, the answer to this question didn't make much sense to her. She went back to Mu's home with all her heart, only because Mu Fengzhao's biological mother had found it.

Mu Fengzhao smiled. Now the genius swordsman who was talking to her was the genius swordsman of the year. Since they have already introduced each other, wouldn't it be a waste of time if they didn't learn something? Besides, the consciousness brought her to the dream state, isn't it for this?

"Master is here, please be worshipped by the disciple!"