Chapter 27: Spiritual Weapon Space
There is no special feeling when the soul passes through the gate of the world.
He closed his eyes and opened them again, and found himself on a high platform of an array. Looking up, he saw the canopy of the long-lost World Tree blocking out the sun.
The pale dragon, with only its skeleton left, held its majestic head high, its bony torso embedded in the center of the tree trunk. Amidst the swirling flames of the never-extinguished blue fire, the dragon girl in a star-shaped skirt with cloud-gray hair was still sleeping on the throne with her eyes half-closed.
“Gudong——”
Xia Feng swallowed subconsciously, and the hunger that had been extinguished for a long time rose again.
[Activity remaining: 5 days and 6 hours]
A first-level spiritualist's single swallowing limit is seven days. After seven days, he will feel full and can no longer eat. The cooldown period is one day, which means he can only eat once every other day.
Swish——
Noticing the movement, the black crow on the branch suddenly opened its eyes, and its beak uttered a soft, mature, and smiling voice.
"Little human brat, I didn't expect you to come so quickly~"
Boom! Boom! Boom! His heart was beating like a wild horse, galloping wildly. Xia Feng covered his chest and looked at the woman on the throne, his breathing slightly short.
It seemed that after having tasted the delicious food once, he became even more greedy, and seemed to be addicted to it.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward.
Seeing Xia Feng so excited, Black Crow said helplessly, "It seems that you are really eager to unlock your psychic power. Well, come forward and I will teach you how to communicate with psychic power."
"." Xia Feng paused and forced himself to look away from Miss Xielong. He raised his eyes to look at Hei Ya, his eyes twitching slightly.
This is so ridiculous. Can’t you let me eat first before studying?
Considering that he should not reveal too much desire for Erli, he suppressed his desire and nodded reluctantly, thinking that he would solve the problem first.
Lingjie, the full name is soul unlocking, also known as psychic unlocking.
It means that everyone's soul contains mysterious psychic power. Only by releasing it through special methods and gathering it into a "spiritual weapon" can one use this psychic power from the depths of the soul.
For this reason, even ordinary people have the possibility of awakening spiritual weapons, but the probability is relatively low.
And if ordinary people can really awaken spiritual weapons, and if the spiritual weapons work well, they may be able to directly defeat apprentice spiritual masters or even first-level spiritual masters!
For this reason, spiritual weapons are very important to a spiritual master. They are an excellent way to improve combat effectiveness without having to study the structure of spiritual particles diligently.
Of course, spiritual clothes are divided into different levels, and spiritual weapons naturally have different levels as well.
And like spiritual clothes, it is divided into six levels from low to high: N, D, C, B, A, and S.
Level N is the worst, but can be very strong in certain areas.
For example, the "Chef's Gloves". Any food cooked with these gloves, even if it's shit, will taste like chocolate.
It is said that this chef first appeared on a variety show and became an Internet celebrity with his famous dish "Pig Intestines with Original Flavor".
For example, wearing "no-sleep glasses" can help you stay awake forever and stay alert, while wearing "slimming belts" can help you never gain weight but only lose weight.
When it comes to D level, there will be some spiritual weapons that are useful in combat, but they are only useful to a limited extent and still cannot determine the direction of the battle.
Only spiritual weapons that reach level C or above will produce some strange spiritual weapons that can directly overturn the situation of the battle and allow low-level spiritual masters to cross levels and kill high-level spiritual masters.
"Normally, there are two situations in which a spiritual weapon can be awakened."
Black Crow stood on a branch and explained, "First, when emotions are volatile. Second, at the moment of death. In both cases, it's possible to sense the 'spiritual weapon' and release it, but it's very dependent on luck."
Some ordinary people can awaken C-level spiritual weapons, while some spiritual masters who have reached the third level or even the super level cannot sense their own spiritual weapons. "
"Ms. Black Crow, I understand everything you're saying. Could you please just state your conclusion? Why did you say before that you could 100% help me solve the problem?"
Black Crow chuckled and said, "Of course it's because of my spiritual weapon - 'Spiritual Space'. Its function is to help people awaken the spiritual power hidden deep within their self."
“Ah, this.”
Using a spiritual weapon to awaken a spiritual weapon, this is definitely a magical weapon!
"Excuse me, what is the level of your spiritual weapon?"
"A-level."
Xia Feng's eyes lit up: "Is it easy to awaken A-level?"
".What do you think?" Black Crow rolled his eyes in a very human way.
"Human brat, I advise you not to hold your hopes too high. Based on my experience helping so many humans awaken their spiritual weapons, even if you're incredibly lucky, you'll only be C-level at best. B-level is a pipe dream, and as for A-level, forget it!"
"Do you really need to be so discouraging?" Xia Feng muttered, then boldly asked, "Then—what about S-rank?"
"?" A question mark seemed to light up on Black Crow's forehead, and his confused eyes seemed to say, "Are you kidding me? How dare you think that?"
"Let me tell you this, I have helped countless humans and even other races. There are indeed a few A-level ones, but there are still zero S-level ones."
"All right."
Xia Feng roughly understood that A-level is equivalent to SSR cards in card games, and S-level is UR cards. There are only a few UR cards in the entire game. If you want to draw one, you will have to exchange it for hundreds of thousands of years of life.
Given his unfortunate past of never being able to draw an SSR card in games, he only hoped to awaken a B-rank spiritual weapon.
Hmm, no, C-grade! Xia Feng clasped his hands together and prayed: "A C-grade spiritual weapon will be fine!"
"You understand, right? If you do, look up and look me in the eyes."
Xia Feng looked up as he was told, and saw that the deep grey pupils of the Black Crow Lady were lit up with golden specks, and her beak opened slightly:
"After entering the spiritual weapon space, defeat your spiritual weapon incarnation and you will gain psychic power."
"Huh?" Xia Feng was shocked and dumbfounded. "Isn't it 100% certain that it can help me awaken?"
The black crow lady's grey eyes seemed to be smiling: "If you can't defeat the spirit weapon incarnation, you can't leave the spirit weapon space. And if you win, you will naturally awaken to 100%~"
"Hiss!! Why didn't you tell me about the stinky crow earlier--" The voice stopped abruptly.
"Heh~~~" The laughter of the mature lady seemed to be a little proud of having played a successful prank.
As the world spun around, Xia Feng could only feel her teasing voice growing farther and farther away. "Don't worry, if you die in the Spiritual Artifact Space, you will be resurrected. Also, ten hours in the Spiritual Artifact Space will only take one hour outside. Go ahead. Although the tests for Spiritual Artifact incarnations vary from person to person, I believe you won't be unable to awaken your Spiritual Artifact for hundreds of years. Come on~~"
Swish——
The dazzling light rushed into his pupils and then quickly faded away, and Xia Feng squinted his eyes.
The world was covered in white.
There is only a layer of clear water less than a finger's width under your feet, extending infinitely in all directions with no end in sight.
Snap, Snap——
Xia Feng walked forward a few steps on the water, and the clear human figure reflected on the water surface twisted and disintegrated.
He looked around. This spiritual weapon space seemed endless and eerily quiet.
Ms. Black Crow and Stinky Crow said they wanted to defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, but where is the incarnation?
"Hello, is anyone there?" he shouted.
As he finished speaking, ripples suddenly appeared on the water surface beneath his feet. Xia Feng sensed something was wrong and subconsciously took a step back, only to discover that his reflection in the water was fixed in place and did not move with him.
Before he could react, the two square meters of water surface turned over 90 degrees, like an ultra-clear water mirror made up of clear water, standing quietly in front of Xia Feng.
Xia Feng frowned and stared at himself in the mirror, their eyes met.
In the vast universe, Xia Feng stared at himself for three full minutes. Suddenly, the corners of his lips in the mirror curled up strangely: "You are so interesting~"
Xia Feng blinked and nodded with satisfaction: "Yeah, I think so too."
"Well, you are not only interesting, but also handsome~"
"Yeah, yeah!" Xia Feng nodded repeatedly and gave a thumbs up, "As expected of me, I have good taste!"
The person in the mirror was stunned for a moment, then he also gave a thumbs up and grinned: "As expected of me, I am narcissistic~"
"Who are you scolding?" Xia Feng couldn't help but frown.
"I'm scolding myself, and you have a problem with that?" The person in the mirror raised his chin, looking arrogant and asking for a beating. "I'm just an idiot!"
"You fucking bastard—" Xia Feng suddenly drew his sword and three terrifying blood waves rushed straight towards the face of the person in the mirror. Bang!
The mirror shattered into water droplets that splashed out, creating countless ripples on the water surface.
"Is this me? I really don't follow martial ethics."
A cold snort came from behind him. Xia Feng turned around and saw another water mirror standing five meters away.
"Is this me? I really don't follow martial ethics."
With another cold snort, Xia Feng turned around again, and saw the same water mirror standing five meters away.
"Is this me? I really don't follow martial ethics."
right.
"No martial ethics."
left.
"No martial ethics."
"No martial ethics!"
"No ethics of martial arts!!" More and more water mirrors were erected in all directions, extending infinitely into the distance in an orderly manner. Xia Feng in the mirror made the same annoying expression and said the same words.
"No martial ethics, no martial ethics, no martial ethics"
Their voices were chattering and could not reach unity. They surrounded Xia Feng like Tang Monk chanting sutras. Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly and he felt numb.
He never thought he could be so annoying.
Xia Feng sighed and said helplessly: "Alright, hurry up, can I just kill you?"
They finally stopped chanting. After a moment's silence, their voices reached a high degree of unity, like the resounding sound of a bell, resounding and deafening: "We are you, and you are us. Why are you killing yourself?"
"What do you care about me? I can kill anyone I want!" Xia Feng raised the knife again. He didn't want to listen to the nonsense of these idiots.
Snap——
Treading water hard.
Xia Feng rushed towards Shui Jing in front of him with a big knife.
But the water mirror suddenly shook, and the person in the mirror stepped forward with a big knife in hand, breaking out of the mirror!
Two figures in white martial arts uniforms were like two arrows shot from a bow.
Dang——the knife light collided on the water surface with a crisp sound, and after half a second of collision, it flew backwards in the same posture.
The moment they landed on the ground at the same time, their figures disappeared.
"Where did you go?"
"Where did you go?"
"Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go?"
The water mirrors surrounding them once again made doubtful sounds like chanting, making a lot of noise.
But within five seconds, three terrifying waves of blood erupted from the air on both sides of the battlefield. Bang, bang, bang! The shockwaves from the collisions blasted the clear water into the sky, causing a torrential downpour.
Two translucent figures were looming in the rain. They stood on one foot above two water mirrors, only twenty meters apart.
Xia Feng shook his sword, came out of hiding, and looked at himself opposite him with a frown.
"Now you understand." Xia Feng on the opposite side also came out of stealth and said seriously, "I am you, and you are me. So, even if you are the best in the world, you can't defeat yourself."
Xia Feng frowned even more tightly.
Stinky Crow said that as long as you defeat the incarnation of the spiritual weapon, you will pass the level and your spiritual power will be unlocked.
Stinky Crow also said that the tests for spiritual weapon incarnation are different for different people.
Obviously, this spiritual weapon test of his was absolutely weird and outrageous.
Defeat yourself?
Yes, who in this world can defeat himself?
"So, if you understand, just give up."
"Yeah, give up."
"Give it up."
The people in the mirror started beeping again.
"Give up?" Xia Feng rolled his eyes. "Then how am I supposed to leave this damn place?"
"leave?"
"Why do you want to leave?"
"Yeah, isn't it good for you to talk to so many people by yourself?"
What a joke! Xia Feng couldn't help but hold his forehead, saying that he didn't want to talk.
Seeing Xia Feng's silence, the people in the mirror also showed a surprised expression, as if they had realized something.
"I understand."
"Yeah, we get it!"
As they finished speaking, Xia Feng's eyes flickered, the surrounding scene distorted and changed, and he found himself lying on a big bed.
Looking around, the dressing table, wardrobe, and bedside table looked like the bedroom of a married couple.
The big TV screen in front of him was playing a popular suspense drama. There was a folding table on the bedding covering him, and on the table were fruits, snacks and fat otaku happy water.
Just as he was wondering, a woman in silk pajamas walked in from outside.
The woman's face was blurred, and she was holding a basin of water beside the bed.
But as Xia Feng looked closely, the woman's face gradually changed into Mu Qingtong's cold smile. She raised her beautiful eyes, her eyebrows curved, and said softly: "Husband, let me wash your feet~"
Xia Feng: “.”
Seeing that he was a little dazed, Mu Qingtong couldn't help but frown and asked worriedly, "What's wrong, husband? Are you tired of sitting?" As she said that, she immediately climbed onto the bed and came behind Xia Feng, biting her lip and whispering, "Let me give you a massage~"
Feeling the gentle massage of the slender white hands on his shoulders and neck, and Mu Qingtong's unprecedented soft whisper beside his ear, Xia Feng was in a trance. Two words expressing his shock and confusion came out of his mouth: "Fuck——"
"Ah? Now?" Mu Qingtong was stunned for a moment, her ears slightly red and she turned away, "It's not even night yet~"
"." Xia Feng's eyes twitched slightly and he was about to say something.
BANG!!
On the TV screen, a bus exploded on the cross-river bridge. Xia Feng was attracted by it. In a trance, he subconsciously picked up a bag of potato chips from the table, tore it open, and started to eat while watching the show.
"Hubby, how can you do this kind of thing yourself? Let me do it~" Mu Qingtong grabbed the bag, picked up a piece of potato chips and handed it to Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~"
Xia Feng ate some potato chips in a daze, and then felt a little thirsty, so he picked up the Coke and was about to open it.
"Husband! I've told you so many times, how can you do this kind of thing?"
Mu Qingtong grabbed the Coke, unscrewed it, and carefully pointed the bottle mouth at Xia Feng's mouth, "Ah~~~~"
Xia Feng opened his mouth, his black pupils looking at the bus explosion on TV in confusion. This was a suspense drama about a protagonist who was constantly reborn on a bus and tried to change the bus's inevitable fate of exploding.
It seems that the protagonist can never stop the explosion, nor escape the cycle. Xia Feng leaned in Mu Qingtong's arms, opened his mouth automatically, and watched the drama attentively.
He will never be able to kill himself, and he will never be able to leave the spiritual weapon space.
Maybe, it's nice to just lie here, with clothes to wear and food to eat, the quilt warm and the back soft.
Well, that's good.
Good
No way! Xia Feng shuddered and stood up suddenly.
"Hey, husband, what are you doing——"
Xia Feng took out a big knife from nowhere and chopped it with his backhand. The beautiful head flew into the air and blood splattered all over the white bed.
The headless body slowly fell over.
(End of this chapter)
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