"Finally caught up. I thought you might be able to pass it easily, but I didn't expect it to be so fast. My reputation was almost ruined by you."
The spirit of the Ancient Cang Pagoda had a hint of anger in its tone, but it was not really angry with Jiang Li. Instead, it admired Jiang Li even more, and its hope in its heart grew even stronger.
Jiang Li was surprised when he heard this, but he soon realized what was going on.
The spirit of the Ancient Cang Pagoda obviously misunderstood Jiang Li's meaning. According to the spirit of the Ancient Cang Pagoda, Jiang Li agreed to calculate the total rewards of the three levels into the fusion of the God-Slaying Sword and the nameless giant sword, as well as Shura's fighting spirit.
However, the settlement must be completed when the third level is completed. After all, the difficulty level increases sharply as one goes higher in the Ancient Cang Tower. According to his understanding, even if it is Jiang Li, it will be difficult to gain an advantage on the twelfth level without using the sword, and he may not even be able to pass the level.
That was not what he wanted to see. What he saw first was a person who could pass the customs smoothly and thus open the shackles that bound his freedom.
"Here, this is your new sword. It not only has the power of the previous God-Slaying Sword, but also has increased sharpness and plasticity. Especially the ferocious beast soul you gave it, it is indeed a rare and good thing."
"There are countless beings more powerful than this guy in the entire starry sky, but there are only a few with such a strong desire to fight, and even can be said to be born for battle. It's a pity for this guy. If he hadn't died, he would have grown into a giant in the starry sky."
The words of the ancient Cang Tower Spirit revealed a lot of praise and emotion, and of course a hint of regret.
"But you don't have to worry. Because of the Holy Artifact Blade Embryo and the materials I added, your sword has become a highly malleable and growth-oriented sword. Therefore, the fighting spirit within it will also grow with combat and the improvement of the sword."
"But you must remember that, for various reasons, this sword not only possesses spiritual awareness and wisdom, but is also unruly and difficult to control."
Speaking of this, Gu Cang Ta Ling showed a hint of embarrassment and gloating on his face.
Seeing this, Jiang Li couldn't help but frown, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"How do you say that?"
"Hey, have you ever heard of a magic knife or a magic sword?"
The spirit of the Ancient Cang Pagoda did not give a direct answer. Instead, it coughed lightly, concealing its embarrassment and asked Jiang Li.
"No."
Jiang Li shook his head and answered truthfully.
"Yes, this thing is very rare. Even if it exists on the ancestral planet, it is hidden very deeply. It is normal that you don't know about it.
In the starry sky, there is also a type of weapon called magic weapon. These weapons are all above the holy weapons and have their own wisdom and spiritual awareness. However, unlike other holy weapons, magic weapons are more powerful, but more difficult to control, and even have the risk of devouring their masters.
There are several magical weapons that not only devour their masters, but also control their masters, turning them into their puppets and slaves.
The owners of these magic weapons were once famous figures in the starry sky.
Tsk tsk, especially the Sword Demon. That guy has completely turned the tables. The only remaining instinctive remnant of its master's soul was trapped in the sword's weapon spirit, but it successfully took over the master's body, completely replacing it and perfectly integrating its own soul. "
"Your sword, due to some coincidences, seems to have become a magic sword..."
After Gu Cangta Tower Spirit finished speaking, he threw the long sword to Jiang Li, who was in a state of turmoil, with a guilty conscience. He no longer looked at him, but looked at the burly man who was confused but didn't know how to interrupt.
"It doesn't matter. Since I was able to kill Shura once, I can kill and suppress it tens of thousands of times again."
Jiang Li took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat up the ancient Cang Pagoda spirit, and spoke calmly.
As if sensing the urge to beat someone in Jiang Li's calm tone, the Ancient Cang Pagoda Spirit rolled its eyes and said:
"You don't have to worry too much. This sword of yours is different from other magic weapons. It hasn't grown up yet. As long as you keep suppressing it, just like training a dog, it will be fine once it is completely tamed. Just like a vicious dog..."
Before Gu Cang Ta Ling could finish his words, the long sword that was pitch black with blood-colored patterns on it began to tremble, and it emitted an aura that made Jiang Li feel palpitating. Then the long sword flew out of its sheath and slashed directly at Gu Cang Ta Ling.
"Fuck... Are you born in the Year of the Dog? I'm not really saying you're a dog... I was just using a metaphor. After all, I forged you. Can you please stop being like this? I'm really embarrassed."
Looking at the long sword that was slashing towards him, Gu Cang Tata Ling cried out in surprise, then grabbed the long sword that was constantly rioting, and complained with a look of disgust and disappointment.
"What's his name?"
Jiang Li now had an intuitive understanding of the knife's unruly nature and difficulty in controlling it, but what impressed him even more was the knife's power and wisdom.
This knife can really understand and discern what they mean.
This has probably surpassed the so-called holy weapon and reached the level of a legendary divine weapon.
"It doesn't have a name yet. Although I'm the forger, both the blade blank and the God-Slaying Sword already have a trace of spiritual consciousness. This fighting spirit was slain by you and provided by you. Therefore, I'm not qualified to name this sword."
"I'll give you the naming rights for this knife. Of course, it has to approve it."
The spirit of Gu Cang Pagoda waved his right hand, and countless bloody auras of ancient battlefields rushed towards the blade of the knife. The knife seemed to be intoxicated by the bloody aura, and it swayed a few times before quietly falling into the left hand of the spirit of Gu Cang Pagoda.
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