Chapter 23 Mysterious Woman

According to the level, the Tianmanxing magic weapon can be divided into eight major levels: spiritual weapon, general weapon, name @ weapon, emperor weapon, heavenly weapon, mysterious weapon, holy weapon and fairy weapon. Among them, the four levels from spiritual weapon to imperial weapon are divided into three small grades: upper, middle and lower grade, while the four levels from heavenly weapon to fairy weapon can only be divided into four small stages of heaven and earth Xuanhuang.

As for the best, it only exists between the spiritual weapon and the imperial weapon. The meaning of the best has exceeded the limit of the upper, middle and lower three grades. The reason why it is the best is that the magic weapon has reached the most perfect state at the same level, and can even be said to be flawless. Such a superb magic weapon is extremely rare. Don't Because it is just a best spiritual weapon to conclude that it is not as good as a general weapon. If the word "excell" is added to a magic weapon, then its practicality and power will not be inferior to a level higher than its magic weapon at all!

A superb spiritual weapon, its rarity is even rarer than the general weapon, because anything, even the smallest thing, is extremely difficult to achieve perfection.

"Don't move, look in front of the hall." Xi'er suddenly said and pulled Jia Chen back from his excitement.

Jiachen turned around and looked directly in front of the hall. On the huge bright rock wall, there were faint torches on both sides, and in the middle of the stone wall, there were two scribbled characters engraved.

Two lines of simple characters are bright and dark under the care of the torch, and a different kind of attraction and ** are emitted.

When Jia Chen saw the two lines of big words, he was deeply attracted as if he was possessed.

At this moment, Jia Chen forgot the best spiritual weapon lying in the corner, walked forward step by step, walked through the eight huge stone pillars, walked up the steps, and walked to the stone wall. The sound of his footsteps was so clear at this moment.

Gently wiped away the thick layer of dust above, and Jia Chen finally saw the letters about the size of his palm.

"No right, no innocence, no desire, no desire, nothing but no fearless." This is the word engraved on the first line.

"No immortals and no way!" This is the second line of large characters.

"What a fairy and no way!" Jia Chen couldn't help admiring.

Twenty-one big words on the wall, dragons and phoenixes dance, revealing a very confident free and elegant atmosphere between the lines. The dragon and snake-like pen exudes a kind of momentum of contempt the world, proud of the world, and people can't help but have an impulse to bow down.

Jiachen stood quietly in front of the stone wall, motionless, with a solemn face, and a stream of light in his eyes, complex and mysterious, as if something was evolving without blinking.

Xi'er did not disturb Jia Chen. He knew that Jia Chen was understanding this sentence. Although it was a little far-fetched to understand the Taoist realm as not yet entered the real world, it was always good.

Time spent bit by bit in silence. For a long time, Jia Chen finally woke up from his understanding and shook his head violently. "Oh..." Jia Chen sighed.

"Have you realized anything?" Xi'er asked with concern.

"No." Jia Chen shook his head with some frustration. "The meaning is too big. My current state is too low to understand the essence of it at all. It's like an impenetrable mountain, and I can't see through it at all."

"It's strange that you can understand the current realm. Anyway, you have to wait until the real world before you can really come into contact with the scope of monism." Xi'er said in an almost comforting tone, "But you should always remember this sentence. This is a realm. Maybe you will suddenly realize what to see that day, and maybe it will save your life."

"Hmm." Jia Chen nodded, looked at the big words carefully again, remembered them in his heart, bowed seriously, and then turned around and walked down.

"Xi'er, why do I feel familiar with these two sentences?" Jia Chen asked as he walked, meditating.

"I know, maybe it's just a feeling, or you were predestined with this person in your last life, haha, who knows this." Xi'er said. Idiot, don't think too much about it. Hurry up and collect the best spiritual weapon."

Needless to say, Jia Chen has gone over. In any case, collecting the spiritual weapon is still the most important thing.

When Jia Chen walked to the side of the spiritual weapon, he felt the extraordinaryness of the superb spiritual weapon. Jia Chen only felt a hot breath coming to his face, and the whole sword was like a fiery red magma flow, which was very beautiful.

"Be careful!" While Jia Chen was about to bend down to pick up the spiritual weapon, Xi'er suddenly shouted.

Before Jia Chen could react, a coolness from head to toe had swept over Jia Chen's whole body. Jia Chen was shocked to find that he seemed to be frozen by a strong and cold breath, and the internal force all over his body was frozen. Except for his head, Jia Chen was locked in place and could not move at all.

A trace of coldness appeared at the back of Jiachen's neck. He turned his head with difficulty and saw that an extremely exquisite and beautiful light blue sword had been desperately against Jiachen's neck. The sword seemed to be made of ice, and the faint cold air was scattered and elegant, and the coolness like an ice cellar passed through the tip of the sword. Yan into Jiachen's body, as if he could freeze Jiachen with the long sword alone.

"Who are you?" An extremely ice-cooled voice without any emotion came into Jia Chen's ears.

Jiachen did not answer immediately, and his eyes moved to the owner of the sword. In an instant, Jiachen's intuitive heart suddenly throb, and a strange feeling that Jiachen had never had before appeared in his heart, and there was an indescribable beauty.

The sword was held by a beautiful and suffocating woman. The sword-wielding woman's cheeks were like jade gel, and there were no flaws on her white and delicate face, which more set off the temptation of Zhu Dan's red lips. Under the woman's eyebrows, her nose was like Qiongyao, and in her moon-like eyes, there seemed to be a little light. Circulating, but at this moment, he stared at Jia Chen with hostility, and Xiao Kill was cold and soul-bovocible.

The woman was dressed in a strong black coat, but her hot figure was more prominent. She had a kind of ethereal spirit in an empty valley, but she was also cold and sascaly like iceberg frost. Coupled with the trace of chill, the cold beauty was suffocating.

"Hey, hey, silly boy, don't look at it. It's so promising." Xi'er shouted with very contempt.

"..." Jia Chen finally came to his senses, and his old face turned a little red, and he even forgot the long sword against his neck.

"Talk!" The sound of heaven came to his ears again, and Jia Chen obviously felt that the sword had entered a little more. If it hadn't been for the woman's good control, it might have killed Jia Chen.

"What is her strength?" Jia Chen did not answer in time, but asked Xi'er at the first time that it was completely impossible for Jia Chen to calculate the strength level of a person higher than his own, so he could only feel it by Xi'er.

"Well... let's have a fight with Lin Fantian." Xi'er said hesitantly. He knew that he might be unhappy when he talked about Lin Fantian Jiachen.

Sure enough, Lin Fantian's three words really became the reverse scale of Jia Chen. Jia Chen's face darkened and he said nothing more.

"Ja Chen." Jia Chen looked at the woman and replied coldly.

At this time, roughness is obviously not applicable to Jia Chen at all. It is similar to Lin Fantian's strength. Except for an honest answer, Jia Chen can't have any resistance at all. At the same time, he also understands why Xi'er has been unaware of this person until the last moment, and can control himself in an instant. .

"How did you get in?" The cold and beautiful woman opened her red lips gently and continued to ask.

"I accidentally broke in." To tell the truth, this is indeed what Jiachen accidentally found.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the woman's eyes. Jia Chen only felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was completely frozen from the inside to the outside. Even breathing was so difficult. Jia Chen could even see a layer of white frost on his skin, exuding a faint chill.

However, Jia Chen still looked at the woman unchanged. While trying to endure, his brain was also calculating how to escape from the woman, although it seems a little unlikely now.

"Don't worry, this woman should not kill you, or you have died before. Try to tell her the truth. She should test you again, and she has a lot of injuries." Xi'er secretly analyzed for Jia Chen.

"Hmm." Jia Chen responded in his heart that maybe it was of any use leaving himself, Jia Chen thought.

"Late Sunday? Dare to enter the secret place alone? The woman stared at Jia Chen for a while. After finding that there was indeed no threat to Jia Chen, she relaxed a little and asked with a trace of doubt in her eyes.

"I told you that I came in unintentionally." Jia Chen replied calmly that he could not hide anything at this time. The more frank he was, the more powerful he was. For the weak Jia Chen now, this was the best way.

The woman didn't say anything, and her cold and bright eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, which directly penetrated Jia Chen's eyebrows and entered Jia Chen's mind.

In an instant, Jia Chen only felt that the spiritual power from his mind seemed to have been hijacked. A strange feeling appeared in Jia Chen's heart. Jia Chen felt as if he had been striped, and stood in front of the woman without cover, allowing her to observe carefully.

Then, Jia Chen was surprised to find that every day Jia Chen spent in Dongling recently was magically replayed like a painting. The scene of escape and the past scenes were played back at a very fast speed. Of course, it was just a picture. Xi'er did not have an entity, so she could not see Xi'er's.

After a while, after the picture was replayed and Jiachen was sure that there was no threat, the woman put down the sword and the alert on her face was eliminated. "Don't move that spiritual weapon." The woman looked at Jia Chen and said.

"Hmm." Jia Chen nodded coldly, "Then can I go?" Jia Chen asked blankly. Although his tone was extremely plain, the colder Jia Chen's tone was, the more it could show Jia Chen's extremely suppressed anger at this moment. Just now, Xi'er told Jia Chen that the woman had just invaded Jia Chen's spirit and used a simple but The rare soul search technique is exploring the memory of Gachen.

Of course, soul search is also limited. It can only explore a person's memory in recent times. The length of time is determined by the user's cultivation, and few people master soul search.

Without resistance, Jia Chen once deeply realized that he was weak and had no right. In terms of privacy before the strong, the feeling of being stripped just now put a layer of great shame on Jia Chen's heart, but he could only endure it.

"Go? "Where are you going?" The woman casually found a stone pillar and sat down with her back, regardless of her image in Jia Chen's eyes, and ignored Jia Chen's anger in her words.

"Leave." Jia Chen replied.

"Leave? Now that you're here, do you still want to leave?" What the woman said made Jia Chen feel cold again.