The medicinal liquid flowed into the bronze vessel through the opening.
The bronze vessel absorbed the liquid medicine and emitted a sacred beam of light that cut through the clouds.
Mu Nian became confused and uncertain in the situation.
[My Lord, that is the true form of the Shennong Ding.]
[The spirit of the weapon has awakened, the master must quickly shed blood to acknowledge the master.]
Chi Bing and Bao Bao's voices were obviously a little excited, but Gong Yu was not in a hurry to recognize his master. Instead, he looked at Mu Nian worriedly.
"General Yan Ming, are you feeling okay?"
Mu Nian's face was pale and bloodless, even paler than the mermaid.
Presumably, awakening the spirit of the weapon took up too much of his energy.
Mu Nian looked up and was about to answer when suddenly his vision went dark and he collapsed on the bronze vessel, losing consciousness.
"General Yan Ming?"
Gong Yu became anxious.
Could it be that Mu Nian was sucked dry by the Shennong Ding and died?
[Master, don't worry about that human. Let the Shennong Ding recognize its master first.]
In Chi Bing's eyes, Mu Nian was just an insignificant human being.
Not worth mentioning.
Or rather, in Chi Bing's eyes, there is only Gong Yu, and everyone else is trash.
"Master, don't worry. Chi Bing is right. As long as the Shennong Ding recognizes its master, Mu Nian will be fine."
The baby was reincarnated with Gong Yu, so he naturally understood the importance of Mu Nian to Gong Yu, so he spoke out to comfort her.
When the spirit of the weapon awakens, it is the best time to recognize its master.
If we wait for the spirit of the weapon to fall asleep again, it is unknown when it will wake up again.
At that time, the spirit of the artifact will disappear with the true body of the Shennong Ding, and it will be difficult to find a new hiding place.
Gong Yu did not hesitate any longer and quickly took out a dagger and cut his finger.
A bright red drop of blood jumped out and fell down impatiently, turning 360 degrees in the air and finally landing on the bronze object.
Something magical happens.
The bronze vessel absorbed the water droplets, and a cloud of white mist rose from where the blood droplets had sunk in, as if being summoned.
“Ah~”
An old yawn.
Then the mist rose in front of Gong Yu, and an old man who had just woken up from his sleep appeared in front of Gong Yu, floating calmly in the air.
His facial features were not clear, but one could vaguely make out that he was a kind old man with a white beard.
He was dressed in an ancient wide-sleeved long gown, with an immortal look and the air of a hermit.
"Little girl, were you the one who woke me up?"
He looked at Gong Yu, his old voice full of kindness.
"Yes, old sir."
Gong Yu answered in a proper manner, with respect for the old man in his tone.
"I have been in a deep sleep for tens of thousands of years. Today, the person who is destined to wake me up has finally arrived." The old man looked up at the sky, as if sighing with emotion.
Suddenly, he looked down at Gong Yu, as if he saw something, and laughed heartily.
The laughter echoed in the valley, and all the grass and trees turned into a wisp of smoke and gathered towards him, merging into his body, making his figure more solid.
The face is clearer and the mottled wrinkles on the face can be vaguely seen.
He smiled lovingly, "Little girl, you have already gathered the Kunlun Mirror and the Demon Refining Pot within you. I believe you are planning to collect all ten divine artifacts, correct?"
"Yes, old sir."
Gong Yu's answer was as respectful as ever, as if he regarded the old man as an elder of the family.
Although it's already bleeding.
Although the Shennong Ding had absorbed his blood.
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