Spirit Sword Sovereign

In the life of Mo Wangong, there is only one such thought.

Even if he only kept a trace of remnant, he was thinking day and night, wanting to turn the White Tiger coffin into a living thing.

Today, the emergence of Chu Xingyun made the ink look very surprised.

Chu Xingyun’s what he saw and heard was not under him. Even, to a certain extent, even Mo Wanggong sighed, so he pinned this hope on Chu Xingyun’s body, hoping Chu Xingyun could Untie his heart.

“It’s that simple?” After a moment of silence, Chu Xingyun spoke out a word.

This word sound is not long, only five words, but let the ink head Mind jump wildly.

But at the same time, his face also floated a little unpleasant color, and he studied the problem of his life. In the mouth of the young man in front of him, he used simple to describe it, which made his heart not taste.

“Then tell you what you think.” Mo Wang public shook his head and threw the distracting thoughts into the topmost clouds.

However, Chu Xingyun did not answer immediately.

I saw him walk to the side of the White Tiger coffin, looked up and down a few times, and asked: “Ink, you can tell me, how is the White Tiger’s coffin’s heart, how to dismantle it?”

“Why are you asking this?” As soon as he heard Chu Xingyun, the tone of Mo Wanggong became indifferent, his eyes were like ice, and he was fixed on Chu Xingyun.

The heart of the spirit is the source of strength of the spirit.

This object, like the Martian Sea of ​​the Martial Artist, can provide a massive amount of Earth Spirit power, so that the spirits can move and prance, bursting out of tyrannical strength.

Once the heart of the coffin is broken or removed, the coffin will become a pile of scrap iron, which has no effect at all. Therefore, when Chu Xingyun mentions the heart of the coffin, the body of Mo Wanggong does not Consciously exuding vigilance.

“Ink Senior don’t misunderstand, I have absolutely not destroyed the meaning of the White Tiger coffin, but to make the White Tiger coffin become a living thing, you must tell me about it.” Chu Xingyun voice is serious, full of definite look.

Suddenly, Mo Wanggong hesitated.

From the eyes of Chu Xingyun, he felt the color of self-confidence. He seemed to have great confidence in the matter. However, he was also somewhat reluctant, and he was afraid that his most proud masterpiece would become a scrap of iron.

In the eyes of Mo Wangong, the bright glow flashed and seemed to fall into meditation. Suddenly, his eyes solidified and he reached out and took out a scroll. He said: “This is a schematic illustration of the forging of this white tiger, which should have what you want. thing.”

After all, he took a deep breath and solemnly handed the scroll to Chu Xingyun.

Chu Xingyun took the scroll and glanced at it, then walked to the side of the White Tiger coffin, put his hand on the back of the White Tiger coffin, nodded and said: “Ink, you can rest assured, brat will never let You are disappointed.”

Slamming!

The voice fell, Chu Xingyun’s body disappeared without any signs.

Moreover, the White Tiger coffin disappeared, and even the slightest breath, the ink and the public could not feel it, and one person disappeared, and it disappeared under his gaze.

At this moment, Mo Wanggong suddenly felt a feeling of being played, as if the heart had stopped beating, and the vast space, in addition to his breathing, no sound, revealing an extremely strange atmosphere.

Hey!

Just as the eyes of the public are angering and roaring, two figures appear in front of them, and they are just the disappearing Chu Xingyun and White Tiger coffins.

“you have just……”

Mo Wanggong stepped out and just prepared to ask Chu Xingyun what was going on. However, his words were not finished yet, but his eyes fell on the White Tiger coffin, the pupils were big, and the whole person was stiff in midair. .

At this moment, the White Tiger coffin has no change in shape, but the vitality of the body is more intense, and the eyes contain divine light, which is like a real creature.

“You, how did you do it?” Rao is an antiquity powerhouse like Mo Wangong. When he saw this scene, he became a little swollen and vomited.

He spent most of his life trying out hundreds of millions of experiments, in order to activate the vitality of the White Tiger coffin, so that it can become a living thing.

However, this problem, Chu Xingyun only used the time to complete, it did, which makes Mo Wanggong very puzzled, can’t wait to know the answer.

“Ink Senior, you have already known this question, you don’t need to ask me.” Chu Xingyun said a strange word that made Mo Wanggong more confused. He already knew the answer.

At this point, Chu Xingyun smirked, flipped his palms and took out a golden jade stone.

This golden jade stone is not big. It is only the size of an adult fist. As soon as it appears, it exudes an incomparably rich Earth Spirit, which is raging in the whole forging room and sweeping.

“You have removed the heart of the spirits?” Mo Wanggong was so shocked that the golden jade stone in Chu Xingyun’s hands, he is very familiar, is the heart of the White Tiger.

He stared at the heart of the spirit, turned his head, and looked at the life-threatening White Tiger coffin, feeling his head fainting: “What is this in the end, you have removed the heart of the coffin, why White Tiger is still free to move?”

doubt.

Mo Wanggong was completely confused.

All of this is almost subverting his common sense.

The White Tiger spirits have no heart of the spirit, but they are still free to move, and the vitality of the body has not disappeared, but it has become more and more generous.

Chu Xingyun smiled and said: “There is no soul in the coffin. Naturally, you can’t act. But the White Tiger in front of you and me, it is not a coffin. Even if you remove the heart of the coffin, it is still free. Action, isn’t that normal?”

When I heard Chu Xingyun’s words, the body of Mo Wanggong was shocked, and there was a sense of guilt in my heart.

“The heavens and the earth are living, relying on the vitality of the body, even if there is no moisturization of the Earth Spirit, as long as there is a vitality in the body, you can continue to survive. Therefore, after I remove the heart of the spirit, I will The vitality of Phoenix blood essence has been injected into the White Tiger to strengthen its vitality.”

Chu Xingyun said as he extended his hand and waved his palm, and immediately cut off the vitality of Phoenix blood essence.

Ka-cha!

The body of the White Tiger trembled and fell from the air. However, there was still a slight faintness in its body, such as the candlelight in the cold wind, which was persistently persisting.

“Even if I remove the power of life, White Tiger does not become a pile of scrap iron. This shows that from the very beginning, this White Tiger is not a coffin, it has vitality, it is a real life. Things!”

Chu Xingyun’s voice is like a heavy hammer, which makes the ink trembles even more powerful. It turns out that from the moment he implanted the White Tiger’s remnant, White Tiger is out of the scope of the coffin, the real living creature, the living being.

However, Mo Wanggong did not understand this point. He spent most of his life and spent countless efforts. As everyone knows, he has already fulfilled his ambition.

Seeing the appearance of Mo Wanggong, Chu Xingyun sighed slightly and said: “Ink Senior, the old saying goes, the authorities are fascinated, the bystanders are clear, after you implanted the White Tiger Remnant, the scent of life has already made you completely confused, you In the heart, the White Tiger is too heavy, more important than life, and I will study it all day long, for fear that this vitality will be annihilated.”

“For this reason, you have even forgotten the simplest difference between the coffin and the soul, so you will be confused for so long that you can’t find the real answer.”

“The simplest difference!”

In the eyes of Mo Wangong, a bright glow appeared. He turned his head and gave a burst of laughter. In the eye, a teardrop fell, and along the cheek, dripped onto the huge body of the White Tiger.

This tear, full of too many emotions, joy, regret, more sigh, all sorts of flavors mixed together, let this antiquity powerhouse that survived for tens of thousands of years, can not help but cry Hey.

After a long time, Mo Wanggong stopped his tears.

He stepped out and walked to the front of Chu Xingyun. His back was slightly bent and he was actually smashed. Then he said: “Today’s words, let the old man benefit a lot, this test, you, passed!”