Chapter 265 Instrument

"Kid, how about we make a deal? It's good for you!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king looked at the Sakya pagoda in Feng Xiaotian's hand and said in fear.

"What tricks do you have, you monster?" Feng Xiaotian asked suspiciously, he didn't think this ten-thousand-year-old zombie king would have any good intentions.

"Kid, don't you want your flying sword? I can return it to you, but you have to exchange the tower in your hand. After the exchange, you go to your Yangguan Road, and I will naturally stop fighting with you. Do you think it's the best of the two? The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king said euphemistically.

"Uh?" Feng Xiaotian was a little moved when he heard the words. After all, compared with the Shakyamuni Tower, the status of the light sword in his heart is higher. The problem is that if he let the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king leave like this, I'm afraid that the people of Daming will suffer. I don't know how many innocent people will be poisoned by it. How can his conscience be?

"No, while my strength is soaring now, I must destroy this zombie king, and I can't leave a disaster for the people of Daming!" Feng Xiaotian made up his mind secretly.

"Hee hee, I didn't expect that my mastery is really good this time!" A childish child's voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of Feng Xiaotian's heart.

"Uh? Who? Who is talking?" Feng Xiaotian was shocked by the abrupt voice and asked. Looking around, there was no one empty. Only the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king looked at this side in the distance, and it was obvious that the child's voice could not be made by it.

"Haha, master, I'm the Sakyamuni Pagoda in your hand!" The child's voice continued to ring at the bottom of Feng Xiaotian's heart.

"The Sakyamuni Tower? Can you...you talk?" Feng Xiaotian was really stunned. He stared at the Sakyamuni Tower in his hand and asked stammerly. His face was unbelievable. How could the Sakyamuni Tower speak? This is really incredible, isn't it?

"Ha ha, I'm an extremely powerful fairy weapon. Of course I can speak!" The child's voice from the bottom of his heart said proudly.

"How can you talk in my heart? Also, can it be a fairy that can speak? Isn't the Xuanwu fairy armor on my Yuanying also a fairy weapon? Why doesn't it talk?" Feng Xiaotian is a series of problems.

"Ha ha, master, you have recognized the Lord, and I can naturally communicate with you with divine consciousness. These exchanges can't be heard by others, so you don't need to speak, master, pass it to me with divine consciousness, and I will naturally receive it. As for the so-called Xuanwu fairy armor, he is just a low-class product who has just become a fairy weapon. It's still early to produce a spirit!" The child's voice said with disdain at the end.

"In that case, are you the artifact of the Sakyamuni Pagoda?" Feng Xiaotian asked suddenly.

"Hee hee, the master is so stupid that he understands!" The instrumental spirit of Sakya Pagoda said mischievously, which made Feng Xiaotian suddenly blush and was laughed at by an instrumental spirit. It was really stupid!

Just as Feng Xiaotian continued to ask questions, the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king over there was a little impatient. He didn't understand what Feng Xiaotian was doing there talking to himself. He wanted to rush to the Sakyamuni Tower and was afraid of the breath of the Sakyamunia Pagoda, so he had to shout, "Kid, have you thought about it? Is it changed or not? What are you doing so much?"

Feng Xiaotian looked up and scolded, "You monster, what are you worried about? Master, I have to think carefully!"

"Calculation? Do you still have to figure it out? This is a matter of mutual benefit, so don't think about it!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king said angrily. It faintly felt that if it got the Sakyamunia pagoda, the biggest threat to it would be eliminated. It was suppressed by the Sakyamuni pagoda for ten thousand years. Not only was its strength greatly weakened, but also its memory was greatly damaged. Many things could not be remembered, and even the reason why it was suppressed under the Sakyamunia pagoda. I just vaguely feel that this Sakyamuni Tower is my biggest threat.

"Master, let's talk about it after finishing other things. Let's deal with the current crisis first. This demon's strength is extraordinary. The master must deal with it carefully!" The spirit of the Sakyamuni Pagoda said urgently.

"The devil? Isn't it just a ten-thousand-year-old zombie king?" Feng Xiaotian asked puzzledly, and he could tell that the tone of the spirit of the Sakyamuni Tower was quite solemn.

"The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king? The master is blind. This demon is a zombie, but it is far more than ten thousand years. When it was raging in the fairyland, he had been practicing for a million years. Don't look at it as if its strength is not very high at this time. Once its strength is restored, I'm afraid that no one in the whole cultivation world is its opponent!" The spiritual language is amazing.

"What? So awesome?" Feng Xiaotian called out in shock and couldn't help looking up at the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king in front of him. No, it was the million-year-old zombie king!

"Kid, what's your name? Do you want to change it or not?" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was unknown. Seeing that Feng Xiaotian did not answer his words, he shouted alone and was very depressed. He continued to ask. If he hadn't been afraid of the breath of the Shakya Pagoda, and the boy's strength seemed to have increased a lot compared with just now, he would have rushed over.

Of course, Feng Xiaotian's reaction was just to raise his head and glance at it and ignored it. The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was extremely depressed. He turned around and left, but he was greedy for Sakyamunia Pagoda and unwilling to stop.

"Yes, these zombies are also called flying stiffness. It is said that they can kill dragons and swallow clouds, walk like the wind, and bleed thousands of miles wherever they go. They are the king of zombies. In those years, many weak immortals in the fairyland were poisoned by them, so you should be careful to deal with them. In those years, the old master spent a lot of effort to subdue him!" The spirit said earnestly, but the young child's voice said such old words, which made Feng Xiaotian secretly feel a little funny.

"Old master? Who is your old master?" Feng Xiaotian asked strangely, as if his old master was a great man.

"This... Master, I'm sorry. With your current strength, there are many things that you should not know too early. After your strength improves, I will naturally explain everything to you. Now please forgive me for not telling you. Master, let's deal with this zombie king with greatly reduced strength!" The spirit hesitated for a moment and said sincerely.

"Then why is its strength not high at this time?" Feng Xiaotian asked with his mind to change the topic. He was open-minded. Since the instrument was unwilling to say it, he would naturally not force it.

"It has been suppressed for ten thousand years, and Ren Daluo Jinxian has also been greatly reduced in strength. It is a good opportunity to deal with this demon!" He answered briskly, and he also looked very happy to see that Feng Xiaotian no longer asked about the past.

"But should I deal with it like this? This one's skin is too thick, and he has taken away my light sword. I have used all kinds of methods, but it's still useless!" Feng Xiaotian said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter. Master, you just need to input all the real power into my body, and leave the rest to me!" Sakyamuni said carelessly, as if it could be done as soon as he got out.

"Uh? Are you so awesome?" Feng Xiaotian said in disbelief.

"Naturally, I am the unique and powerful Sakyamuni Pagoda in heaven and earth. I have no choice but to deal with the demons in the past, but at this moment, its strength has been greatly reduced, and I can try! Humph!" The spirit hummed with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I'll try it!" Since Feng Xiaotian took the Don't Containing elixir, his whole body was really excited, and there was just a place to release.

"Come on!" The spirit said loudly, "However, before I exert my power, you have to stabilize the devil's head with words, or I can't help it to run away!"

Feng Xiaotian held the Sakyamuni Tower in both hands and sent the true power of his whole body to the Sakyamuni Tower without hesitation. The simple tower of Sakyamuni suddenly radiated a dazzling glow.

"Kid, what are you going to do?" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king suddenly found that the Sakyamuni Tower in his hand was suddenly shining. A frightening force burst out of the tower, and he couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Old monster, the young master agreed to your exchange request, but I have recognized this Shakyamuni Tower, and I must terminate the contract before I can give it to you!" As Feng Xiaotian tried his best to deliver Zhenli to the Sakyamuni Tower, he said with his mouth full of nonsense.

"Real? Why doesn't it look like it?" Although most of the memory of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was lost, he still had some doubts about Feng Xiaotian's behavior, so he said suspiciously.

"Why doesn't it look like it? Don't you see that I'm working so hard? You old monster, hurry up and terminate the contract with my light sword, and you will return it to me later!" Feng Xiaotian continued to talk nonsense, but it was still true that it was difficult. At this time, the true qi in his body had lost about 50% to Shakyamuni Tower.

"Hmm! You don't dare to deceive me!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king saw Feng Xiaotian sweaty, and his heart was also a little convinced, so he stretched out his palm and wiped it on the light sword, which had erased the consciousness he had left on the light sword. The light sword groaned softly and slowly shrank to its original size. It was like an embroidered needle in the hands of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, but it became The ownerless thing.

Feng Xiaotian was overjoyed at first sight, and Zhenqi desperately lost into the Sakyamya Tower, and asked with divine consciousness, "I said, I have entered so much Zhenqi. Is it enough?"

"Master, keep losing. It's still a lot worse!" The spirit also said anxiously, and under the continuous input of Zhenli, the Sakyamuni Pagoda became more and more luminous, and the white light emitted by the tower was a little dazzling, so Feng Xiaotian had to turn his head to one side.

Feng Xiaotian crossed his heart when he heard the words and fed all the remaining true qi in his body into the Sakyamuni Tower, but he had no real support and slowly floated down from the air.

When Feng Xiaotian was falling, he heard the instrument muttering and said, "The master's strength is really bad. It's just a little real power. Alas, forget it, just use it!"