Chapter 117 Lingze Soul Sword
Zhong Ling'er took out a small bottle and opened the seal on the bottle mouth. A stream of pure spiritual energy emanated from it. Black Wolf exclaimed, "Lingze, it's Lingze, hahahaha, we're saved."
Zhong Ling'er frowned distressedly, "I originally left this for my senior brother, but now I have no choice but to give it to you first."
The mace came closer, wanting to rub against Zhong Ling'er to show his closeness, but thinking of his thorny body, he finally chose to lie obediently in Zhong Ling'er's palm.
Seeing that he behaved so well, Zhong Ling'er softened her heart, mainly because the stick felt really good to wield, and it would be absolutely fun to use it to beat people, so she first cut her palm to make a contract with it, and then poured two drops of Lingze liquid into the hole. The original wisps of demonic energy were immediately replaced by white spiritual energy.
Black Wolf sighed comfortably, "It's been tens of thousands of years. Finally, I don't have to endure the pain anymore."
Zhong Linger put away the bottle and asked, "Heilang, we are looking for the Golden Light Sword. Do you know where it is?"
"Golden Sword? Isn't it enough for you to have me?"
Black Wolf's eyes were full of accusations. As soon as he accepted the sword, he planned to find a broken sword that was not as good as his. Is the master so fickle?
Zhong Ling'er immediately said: "It's not me, it's a friend of mine."
The black wolf then calmed down, flew forward and said, "Follow me, I will take you to find it."
Bai Luochen quickly collected the remaining swords. Black Wolf was puzzled, "What do you want these for? They are all waste."
"Yes, I want them. If you know where there are spirit swords or these broken swords, you can tell me. I want them all. It would be even better if you could pack them all up and bring them to me. I, your master, have always been frugal. I will not give up something just because it is a little bit of meat, nor will I discard a fallen feather just because it is useless."
Isn't this just greed, stinginess and meanness? The master puts it in a high-sounding way, but the essence can still be felt.
The black wolf looked at the bare hill and had a clear understanding of his new master's style of doing things.
In Zhong Ling'er's sea of consciousness, Lao Ji's frustrated voice rang out, "We made a mistake. We forgot that you had Lingze. We should have collected those swords that had spirits."
"Ah, isn't it said that those swords that have been given life will displease the Heavenly Dao and will not be able to advance?"
"But you have Lingze, which is a gift from Heaven. Being baptized by it means you have been recognized by Heaven. You only need to drop two drops on each sword, and the problem will be solved."
Zhong Ling'er was stunned by this thunderbolt, and suddenly felt that she had missed out on several hundred million. Lao Ji tried to comfort her, "Don't worry, no matter how important those spiritual swords are, they are not as important as the magic sword. You have to give your bottle of spiritual water to the magic sword, and only then will the magic sword be willing to go with you."
Zhong Ling'er was not comforted and sighed as she looked at the magic sword flying in the sky.
Bai Luochen didn't understand why the little junior sister's mood fluctuated so much. Wasn't she very happy just now? Why did she suddenly become so depressed? He touched her head and asked, "Little junior sister, what's wrong with you?"
"Second Brother, I saw the cooked duck flapping its wings and flying away!"
Bai Luochen was puzzled. He had clearly collected everything and left nothing behind. Could it be that his junior sister saw him deliberately leaving behind the two broken and rusty swords?
Upon learning that Zhong Ling'er had contracted a mace, a magical weapon, the others were very happy. They looked at the black wolf again and again, and only after the novelty wore off did they go looking for the golden sword.
Black Wolf led everyone to a corner. After turning around, everyone saw a dazzling golden light flash before their eyes, and then heard Black Wolf shouting, "Jin Guang, don't leave. I have something good to tell you."
Everyone saw a golden sword pause, hesitate for a moment, and then fly back.
A sword that can understand human language must be endowed with intelligence. Zhong Ling'er looked at the sword shining with golden light and felt as if she saw a large piece of gold, and her saliva was about to flow.
She also wanted a golden sword like this, which looked tacky but looked very expensive.
Black Wolf pointed at Zhong Ling'er and said, "She has Lingze in her hand. If you just listen to her, she will give you two drops. Do you want them?"
The golden light circled around Zhong Ling'er twice. Zhong Ling'er took out the bottle, felt Lingze's breath, and the golden light fell obediently into Zhong Ling'er's hands.
Zhong Ling'er held the Golden Sword and touched it fiercely twice, then reluctantly handed the contract to Xuanyuan Hongxin, and then poured two drops of spiritual water onto the sword.
Suddenly, there was a loud buzzing sound, and countless spirit swords flew towards Zhong Ling'er. Black Wolf shouted "Oh no!" and protected Zhong Ling'er, blocking left and right, and knocking away all the approaching spirit swords. The others also stepped forward immediately and nervously protected Zhong Ling'er.
Black Wolf explained: "They all smelled Lingze's scent, so they came to you to take them in. Do you want to keep them?"
Zhong Ling'er was overjoyed and immediately took out a super-large spirit beast bag and said, "Yes, I want all of them. If you want to stay, go in. I'll give each of you two drops of spiritual essence."
The spirit swords were flying around the bag, but they didn't go in. Black Wolf said, "They said you only had a small bottle of spirit dew in your hand, which was not enough for them to share. They were afraid that you were deceiving them."
Zhong Ling'er was speechless. These spirit swords seemed to have a lot of thoughts.
She didn't want to be too high-profile, but in order to get these spirit swords, Zhong Ling'er decided not to hide them. With a wave of her hand, ten jade bottles were lined up in a row, and the two seals were opened. The breath of Lingze was revealed, and the spirit swords had no doubts anymore and got into the spirit beast bags one after another.
Zhong Linger was delighted to see the bag full of spiritual swords. This was called recovery. The cooked duck had finally come back.
There was already a lot of noise outside the secret realm, and many people shouted out loud.
"Oh my god, Lingze, Junior Sister didn't absorb all the Lingze, but put it in a bottle. It turns out that this operation can be done."
"How come she has so many bottles of Lingze? Junior Sister must have attracted Lingze when we weren't looking, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to collect so many."
"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that there was too much spiritual energy for cultivators to bear, Heaven would not allow the spiritual energy to be stored, and not too much can be stored. How many times has Junior Sister attracted the spiritual energy?"
"Did you hear that? Those spiritual energies are reserved for Ouyang Ruochen. The little sister is so kind to her big brother."
"So, if you want to subdue a spirit sword, you only need Lingze. If I had known this earlier, Junior Sister would have taken it out earlier, and all the spirit swords in the secret realm would have belonged to him."
"A magic weapon! Junior Sister has contracted a magic weapon. Even though it's a mace, it's powerful enough."
Pavilion Master Xuanyuan's heart was bleeding. With the appearance of Zhong Ling'er Lingze, she had collected almost all the weapons in the Sword Valley. Wasn't this what he had expected?
But it was obviously difficult for him to ask for some of the spirit swords back, so he approached Wu Chen Zhenren and said, "Master Wu Chen, I wonder if you can sell me some of those spirit swords. Many people in the Xuanyuan family are in need of a handy sword."
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