Chapter 130 Illusion

"Yes, isn't it a skill? How did it become a needle-shaped magic weapon?" Nalan Zhouyi was also stunned. Generally, all the skills are jade slips, or directly imprinted with divine knowledge. How can there be such strange scriptures?

"I don't know, it's just an ancient legend. I also got this information in an ancient volume of our erratic heavenly palace. As for whether there is, it is unknown, but it is like this. It may be an ancient skill, which is more special!" After saying that, Nan ion sighed. Obviously, this is an impossible skill. After so many years, it has never appeared in the immortal world, and may have long been destroyed in fate.

"Uncle Nan Ion, do you see this? Speaking of which, this was also found in one of our spiritual stone veins when I met Zhou Yi, but I have never been able to find the trick to use it, and I don't know anything about my master's deacon!"

Jingwen Fairy suddenly remembered the unintentional magic weapon similar to the invisible Nirvana needle she got when she recovered the fireworks beast. She has never been able to find the trick. She has been abandoned in the corner of the storage ring and was finally taken out by Jingwen Fairy.

"Huh? Why does it seem to be true, but Jingwen, this invisible nirvana needle has always been in your hand, don't you know how to use it? Nan ion held it in his hand, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he found that it was the same as what he had seen in the ancient scroll before.

"Well, uncle, I have refined this with true qi sacrifice, and I have also tried to recognize the Lord with blood, but unfortunately there is no movement. My master's deacon is also unable to use it. Haven't you seen the description of the Nirvana Sutra? Maybe you..."

Not to mention Jingwen Fairy, although the treasure is virtuous, the wooden deacon can't find the use of this magic weapon, and outsiders may not be able to get it.

"Oh, it's a pity that there is no secret to record the Nirvana Sutra in that ancient scroll. It's just a few strokes. There is no way to control it. At that time and death, Zhou Yi is fine. If Xianglan can get out as soon as possible and become a golden elixir, there is nothing to worry about as a teacher!" Nan ion said lightly.

Nalan Zhou Yi's heart sank. Nan Ion is heartless. He can see through the cultivation of immortals. This won't work. If he has been so calm, he would have to sit down early.

"Master, let me see this invisible Nirvana Sutra." After saying that, Nalan Zhouyi took over the invisible Nirvana Sutra handed over by Nanion. As soon as he came into contact, he suddenly trembled all over and then fell silent. Nalan Zhouyi was stunned, carefully checked himself and found that nothing had changed.

Is it an illusion?!

No, Nalan Zhouyi wondered, how could such a strong feeling be an illusion? Is there something on me that caused the recovery of this ancient treasure invisible nirvana needle?

After checking for a while, Nalan Zhouyi still found nothing. Nalan Zhouyi had a big head, his consciousness could not penetrate, and he could not recognize the Lord with blood, and he could not even sacrifice. However, Nalan Zhouyi held the invisible and shadowless Nirvana Sutra, and there was always a friendly feeling. Nalan Zhouyi was puzzled, but he did not find that there was no thought or sutra in his body. The operation was a little faster, and the hundred shadows that had been hidden in the sea of knowledge shook all over, and there was a trace of vibration in the indifferent eyes.

"Sister Jingwen, I like this magic weapon very much. I wonder if you can give it to me?"

Nalan Zhou Yi couldn't put it down and said it sincerely.

"Zhou Yi, take it casually, and I'm useless here. Even if it's powerful, I can't use it. If you can have the Nirvana Sutra, you can sacrifice it, and you can also save your uncle's crazy symptoms!"

Jingwen Fairy didn't care about it. What's wrong with a useless magic weapon? Besides, Nalan Zhouyi wanted it to be useful and would not hide her secrets. Jingwen Fairy found that when Nalan Zhouyi came back this time, her mood actually had a trace of inexplicable emotion.

I can't tell, I don't know!

"Thank you, Sister Jingwen, this is a six-grade sword, and this is a special rosary disk, which is made by sacrificing the back of the thousand-year-old spirit turtle. Wearing it on your body can turn good luck into good luck and avoid good luck!"

Nalan Zhouyi took out these two magic weapons, which were not found from the unlucky man. A six-grade sword and this square compass were handed to Jingwen Fairy. Jingwen Fairy was rude at that time. She smiled and then put them away and put them directly into the storage ring.

"Master, what does this Jingxin lotus look like?" Seeing Jingwen Fairy put away these two magic weapons, Nalan Zhou Yi turned around and looked at Nan Ion and said strangely.

"jing xin lian. Born in the land without roots, drinking and rootless water, a round of lonely flower lotus platform, twelve elegant lotus leaves, sitting quietly among the clouds, above the lotus platform, the Buddha's extinction, the phantom world of quiet lotus!" Although Nanion's cultivation is only in the middle of Jindan, this insight is not comparable to others.

"Jingshi Honglian?" Nalan Zhouyi said stupidly.

"Well, yes, according to the ancient scrolls, Jingxin lotus is divided into two types, one is the pure world red lotus, and the other is the blood lotus that destroys the world. Of course, only the pure world red lotus can be removed!" Nan Ion was surprised. I didn't expect that Nalan Zhou Yi would know Jingxinlian, that is, Jingshi Honglian.

Nalan Zhouyi is speechless. It won't be such a coincidence. Is it possible that the master Nan Ion is half-wasteful because of himself, and he also breaks his obsession and complements the Taoist heart because of himself?

"Master, don't resist, I'll take you somewhere! Sister Jingwen, you also come!" Nalan Zhou Yiqiang suppressed his excitement, looked at Nan Ion with bright eyes, and said to Jingwen Fairy, and then the three of them disappeared in an instant.