Chapter 101 Empty Sword

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There are neat purple sand tea sets on the sandwood tea table, and Lang Wuji and Shi Lei sit opposite each other to taste tea. The tea is green, and the cheeks and teeth are fragrant after one sip, and it emits a trace of spiritual power to moisturize the meridians. It can be said to be an excellent drink for immortals.

"Brother, I have never seen such a delicious fairy tea in Zuzhou. Didn't you grow this tea yourself?"

Lang Wuji sat on a high chair with his feet close to the ground. Listening to Shi Lei's praise, he brushed his beard proudly, poured another cup, and then laughed and said, "Brother, you are so lucky today. I found this kind of tea from overseas fairy islands. After more than a hundred years of cultivation here, I got a little bit, and I usually don't want to drink it. Today, in order to entertain you, I gave up my old book! Haha..."

Shi Lei quickly stood up and thanked him politely, and then sat down in the chair. While tasting tea, he asked, "Brother, I don't know if there are other disciples besides you and me?"

"Yes, of course, but I've never seen it. I am a lone wolf in the mountains of Lingxi. I am born spiritual and know how to suck the essence of the sun and the moon all year round, so I have some Taoism. I often pretend to be a beautiful woman to introduce the woodcutter passers-by in the mountain, and then eat its flesh and blood. Later, when my teacher passed by, I thought I was highly able to fight with my master. As a result, I was defeated and almost died. Fortunately, he not only did not take my life, but also accepted me as an apprentice, otherwise I would not have today. I've heard from my master before that I have received several disciples before, but I've never seen them... Thinking about the days when I was a demon in the mountains, I was much happier than now!"

Shi Lei listened and thought to himself: It turns out that my brother is still a wolf demon in the mountains. I don't know if other brothers are the same as himself. They are mortals who cultivate immortals. Looking at Lang Wuji again, he looked straight out of the window with his eyes, as if recalling the past years. He did not disturb him at the moment and picked up the teacup and tasted the tea.

After a long time, Lang Wuji's eyes turned to Qingming. He sighed leisurely, turned his head and saw Shi Lei, who was drinking tea silently. He smiled apologetically, touched his beard and said, "Brother, it's finally fate for us to meet this time. I'll give you a gift. Wait a minute!"

He turned around and walked into the inner room. After a while, he came out again, holding his hands flat, as if holding something, but empty. Shi Lei thought he was going to send magic elixir and so on, but he came out empty-handed, and his face couldn't help showing a strange look. He said to himself: Does this brother Lang have the intention to play tricks on me?

"Brother, don't think I'm crazy. Let's see how this thing is!"

Lang Wuji clenched his hands, raised them high above his head, and then split them fiercely, as if he were holding a long sword in his hand. Shi Lei didn't feel any danger at all. He only felt that the brother in front of him was still playing tricks on him, so he sat in the same position and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Unfortunately, the smile had not fully bloomed on his face. A chill suddenly came from the top of his head. Then his forehead was hot, and his scalp somehow opened a small mouth. The warm blood slowly flowed down his eyebrows, and a surprise immediately appeared on Shi Lei's face. The expression.

Good stuff! Lang Wuji did hold a magic soldier in his hand. Even his divine consciousness could not sense its existence, and he could only detect it at the moment of injury.

"Brother, this... what kind of baby is this!"

Lang Wuji was shocked by the little brother in front of him when he saw the baby in his hand. He was very useful in his heart. He grinned and said, "Hey hey, this baby is not an ordinary magic weapon. I remember that when my master and I practiced in Yunyou, we came to an extremely sinister magic cave. In it, we met a monk who was healing. The two sides fought with each other. The other side relied on this treasure and dealt with me for a very long time. Finally, the master took action to successfully kill the other party. I gave it a name, called the empty sword, cut in the sky, invisible and colorless. I had been using it before I became a god, but now I can't use it anymore. I'll give it to you today!"

Shi Lei solemnly took over the "air" handed over by the other party. He felt that it was sinking in his hand. Sure enough, there was something. However, whether he looked at it in the sun or scanned it with divine knowledge, he could not see the shape of the empty sword. He secretly praised the good baby in his heart.

The hilt of the sword is engraved with fine patterns. The sword body is touched by hand. Only then did I know that the sword is about 1.5 meters long. There are several runes carved on the body of the sword. With a gentle wave, it does not bring any wind, and I can't help shouting. He tried to input the true power into the empty sword, and immediately felt that the sword body soared. With another wave, an invisible sword spirit suddenly broke out, and the wall of the cottage was broken with a click. A deep ditch was ploughed out in the outside medicine garden, and it flew straight out a hundred meters away before it gradually dissipated.

"Good boy, you don't have to destroy my house when you try your sword!"

Lang Wuji picked up Shi Lei, and his toes had come to the outside. The hut behind him made a creaking sound of wood breaking, and then collapsed and raised a burst of dust.

"What a powerful magic weapon."

Shi Lei looked at the transparent empty sword in his hand and couldn't help praising it. When he turned around, he saw the angry Lang Wuji, so he had to apologize with a smiling face. Fortunately, Lang Wuji is not a stingy person. He just muttered a few times and then smiled thieves: "Hey hey, I said, brother, look, I gave you all such a good baby. Do you help me?"

The old man still has requirements for feelings! Shi Lei put the empty sword into the storage bag, looked at each other with a smile, and nodded. Lang Wuji's wrinkled little face immediately unfolded. He patted Shi Lei's shoulder hard, and then stood on tiptoe and whispered, "Don't be afraid of your jokes. I reached the cultivation of the godhood hundreds of years ago, but there has been no progress since I have been practicing hard. Later, I looked through the ancient books and learned that there was an elixir in a Jedi in the world that allowed me to have a spiritual root, but there were many crises there, and I couldn't cope with it alone. I'm worried about calling others. My request is that when your cultivation reaches the divine period, how about you go to find out where it is?

"Since it is my brother's order, my brother naturally obeys my orders, but I'm just in the perfect state of building the foundation period now. It's still very early to leave the god period. I'm afraid that even if I get to the cultivation of the god, I can't help my brother!"

Shi Lei is telling the truth. Usually, the life expectancy of qi monks is similar to that of ordinary people, while the foundation-building monks can live for two or three hundred years. The monks in the Jiedan period can live up to 500 years, and Yuanying monks live longer, basically up to a thousand years old. Therefore, in the cultivation of immortals in Zuzhou, Yuanying Monks are always called old monsters. The immortals in the period of becoming gods have become legendary figures in Zuzhou. According to the classics, if they reach the period of immortals, they will be separated from the category of immortals and rise to another level of "fake immortals". Although there is a gap compared with immortals, they are much more powerful than immortals, and their life expectancy is doubled and prolonged.

From the previous conversation, he has learned that it took Lang Wuji nearly a thousand years to reach the realm of becoming a god, and he has practiced for 500 years. In other words, if he can't reach the cultivation of the god period within 500 years, he can only watch the other party die after his life. He is just a monk in the foundation period. There are still three realms to break through from the god period. Five hundred years... There is too little time!

Lang Wuji seemed to know the difficulty of this matter. He barely scratched his head with a smile and laughed loudly, "Brother, don't worry about it. The road to immortality is taken against the sky. If I don't have this opportunity, I'm also doomed. Why do I think so much!"

Shi Lei originally wanted him to ask him to ask Guiyuan Zhenjun for help, but he thought that now the master is free in the fairyland. Not to mention that he can't wait for leisure, even if he meets him, he will definitely not help. You know, when he was worshipping his teacher, Guiyuan Zhenjun once said that all his disciples should be in danger and kill the enemy. They can't retreat at all, and they can solve everything by themselves. So he gritted his teeth and promised:

"Brother, don't worry, I will try my best to become a god as soon as possible to help you get the elixir!"

Lang Wuji smiled gratefully and rushed into the collapsed hut. After a while, he came back. He carried several storage bags in his hand and threw one to Shi Lei, and the rest were put away by him.

"Here is the pure vitality I have collected. Over the years, I have cultivated on the floating island. With it, you don't have to look for spiritual eyes everywhere to dig vitality, so that you can replenish vitality anytime and anywhere. The power in your body has been exhausted. You can supplement it first. When you recover, I will take you out of the floating island!"

Shi Lei opened the storage bag and saw that there were hundreds of fist-sized crystal balls in it, each of which was crystal clear, and the majestic vitality rippled in it.

This seems to be the same as the crystal ball used by Liu Ruyan. He immediately took out one. As soon as the divine consciousness was pulled, the rolling power poured into the meridians and flowed to the long-dried spiritual platform vortex.

After about a day, the vortex of the eight corners of the spiritual platform was full of power again. As soon as Shi Lei opened his eyes, he found that there was still half of the vitality in the crystal ball in his hand, so he put it back into the storage bag. Looking up, he saw Lang Wuji sitting not far away and hurriedly got up and walked to him.

"Brother, I have replenished my strength!"

"Well, let's go!"

Lang Wuji blew a whistle in his mouth, and a dirt bag was immediately arched on the ground in the distance. The lion-headed python came out of it with a roar and swam happily in front of him. His tail kept swinging, like a puppy that pleases its owner. It's just that its tail is so powerful that the green grass around it is in a mess in a few efforts.

"Boom!"

As soon as Lang Wuji stepped on the head of the lion-headed python, Shi Lei saw him turn around and punched the hut into wood chips. He smiled and asked, "Do you want to leave here with my younger brother?"

"Hey hey, it's getting dark outside. How can I join in the fun? Beast, let's go!"

Shi Lei knew that the other party was worried about his safety and cast a grateful look at him. Lang Wuji just held his head high and pretended not to see it, looking eager to try.

"Roar~~~"

The lion-headed python waved its body, obeyed its master's order, and swam forward majestically.