There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 841: Spirit Weapon
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The next few days.
The city of Zhou is very peaceful.
Without the yin, Mr. Fu and the others came back, and Fang Zheng resumed the three-point-one-line peaceful lifestyle of the past.
Home, Old Street, University Town.
Every day, there are a few stable wisps of ordinary soul energy into the account.
But for Fang Zheng, who is accustomed to big fish and meat, who has become rich several times overnight, this income is more tasteless than ant leg meat.
It's a pity to give up again.
Fang Zheng is now holding back his energy, just waiting for the spirit weapon to come out, enter the spiritual world of the dead and kill the Quartet.
Then harvest a wave of soul energy!
With a boring and slow time in this calm, Fang Zheng counted the days day by day, and finally, a few days later...
Two groups of clothes with dimmed light in the eye sockets, holding the finally carved spiritual weapon, are like a primary school student who has a full score of 100 in a math test and is eager to show off his math scores to his parents. I can’t wait to find Fang Zheng. Lian Xianbao's expectation was passed to Founder.
At this time, the clothes looked like a primary school student who had a perfect score in mathematics, waiting for his parents to praise him, but also a bit bumpy.
Fangzheng took the spirit weapon and didn't check the spirit weapon right away. Instead, he looked at the two groups of clothes in his eyes that had dimmed a lot of light, and touched the little guy's head with distress and warmth.
Without clothes and clothes, under the sculpting day and night, his spiritual weapons would not come out so quickly.
But the price paid is also great.
It is extremely exhausting.
Even adults cannot afford to work overtime for days and nights.
"Sure enough, I am very satisfied with a famous teacher, and I have worked hard to dress and dress." The timely praise and encouragement to the child can build up the child's self-confidence and healthy personality. Fang Zheng looked at Yiyi with distress and did not hesitate to praise himself. The word.
Not to mention, he was right.
He is indeed very satisfied with mental weapons.
This spiritual weapon is completely carved with reference to the shape of the Ghost Head Sword. Holding it in his hand, in addition to a lot of light weight, thanks to the craftsmanship of the clothes, it is almost as good as the ghost knife.
"In the future, I will have to change the name of Yiyi to Fang Yuyi, the future master craftsman." Fangzheng laughed, making the little guy feel embarrassed. He threw himself into Fang Zheng's arms and buried his little head in Fang Zheng's chest. Both embarrassed and happy.
Looking at the embarrassed and introverted clothes, Fang Zheng laughed again.
Next, Fang Zheng began to prepare for the strengthening of mental weapons.
It's still the mountain.
It's still an uninhabited house in that mountain.
In order to ensure that the woman with beheaded and decapitated will be 100% dead this time, so as not to make any more mistakes, Fang Zheng gritted his teeth and directly took out the rapid cultivation with these days, and turned into a few human skin sutras. Wen rune, smashed to strengthen the spiritual weapon.
Strengthen +1, +2, +3, +4, +5!
A new change in the spirit weapon!
The bright red drops like a piece of blood-colored amber.
Evil is born in it.
Fangzheng seems to see himself standing in the primeval forest, surrounded by huge vegetation and poisonous insects and beasts in the tropical rain forest...
A towering old tree is different from the surrounding trees.
The soil where towering old trees grow is the color of blood.
In that blood, something powerful seems to be gestating...
Then one day, a group of people came to cut down ancient trees. After wading through mountains and rivers, they provided a king of the ancient empire...
Later, under the worship of many people, the ancient wood was made into a huge blood coffin.
It's just that the blood coffin hasn't been completed yet, and the ancient empire has been involved in a war. The blood coffin and a large number of dead bodies fell into the river together, drifting along the water... After the bad weather of feng shui roar, lightning and thunder, In the end, the blood coffin and other corpses floated into a mountain ascites cave along the water, where countless corpses were stranded...
Blood Dragon Wood! !
Fangzheng finally understood the source of the wood of the coffin on which Yin Luosha was lying.
Blood Dragon Wood.
It is the imperial wood of the ancient Tianzhu Kingdom, which is only allowed to be used by the royal family.
It seems that this precious blood dragon wood was a tribute given by Tianzhu Kingdom to the ancient eastern country.
It's just that a large-scale war that swept across the Eurasian continent later made this blood dragon wood before it could be used. It was left to the people with the war, and finally left at the 72 ghost gates.
After that, it was acquired by the grave guard.
This is the power of the human skin scriptures. Its mysterious power can deduces "spirituality".
Just like the grievances of a prisoner who was beheaded on a ghost knife, it will reappear in the world.
It is like the plant memory of blood dragon wood, which is also stimulated.
Plants also have memories!
Strengthening continues.
It has been strengthened to the extreme of the nine, and finally, after consuming a special rune, the blood dragon wood coffin finally undergoes a new change.
Boom!
Suddenly, the ghost knife knife case on the side was activated for automatic protection, and the huge red sun power on the knife case was activated.
The cinnabar ink pipe line shines brightly in an attempt to suppress the wooden knife carved by the blood dragon wood.
Founder saw it!
It was a drop of blood, smashed into the primitive jungle from high in the sky.
In the end, the ancient tree with the largest root system survived the jungle ancient tree fight, and a large number of surrounding ancient trees were absorbed by the blood dragon wood and withered from the underground nutrients.
But the drop of blood was too thinly diluted by the earth.
So much so that the towering ancient trees sucked blood and soil, and they didn't give birth to extraordinary.
Just become the top blood dragon wood in the common wood.
……
……
Pattered.
This day.
After a long time of hot weather, it finally rained again.
This time, God seemed to be trying to hold back a big move. The dark clouds pressed down on the city, and there was a torrential rain. Today's rain is as big as the day when Shen Wei asked for medicine for Zhao Yunlan.
Community.
Fang Zheng watched the rain outside the window, and he refreshed.
"Coming soon!"
Then the man sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, with a mouthful of scarlet orangutan-like glazed jade blood knife on his leg, and began to wait for the ancient resentment to pull him into the spiritual world of the dead.
This sword is a spiritual weapon after strengthening.
Shimmering with a texture as hard as iron.
Time is passing by.
The heavy rain outside the window continued.
Vaguely, Fang Zheng felt a trance, but immediately regained his clarity.
Fang Zheng, who has long been experienced, suddenly opened his eyes!
Enough!
He held the long knife in his lap and got up suddenly.
Crack!
Fangzheng unscrewed the door handle of the bedroom and walked out of the bedroom.
One minute later, as he burned the black woman's hair in the hot pot...
"Ahem..."
"Cough cough cough..."
A painful cough came from outside the security door of the house, and the cough was painful, as if he was seriously ill with tuberculosis.
People can't help but wonder, if this person keeps coughing, will he cough up both of his lung lobes?
It's that tuberculosis scholar!
Fang Zheng took a deep breath, holding a long sword with a spiritual weapon in his hand, his eyes were faintly beating with excitement.
That is his mental thoughts are eager to try.
At this moment, there was a bell calling from outside the corridor.
"Useless as a scholar..."
"So hungry, so hungry..."
The door began to be pushed open from the outside...