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Shen Mingjing smiled, and pointed to the last cave, Bingzhong.

"Uncle Master is really courageous."

"Don't think too highly of me." Shen Mingjing shrugged, "I'm not a forceful person. If I can't subdue the evil weapon, I will naturally choose an ordinary human-level mysterious weapon, but I didn't say that I must die. .”

This made Luo Bingting a little startled. He had never encountered a young man who was aggressive and wanted to surrender the magic soldiers, or vowed to be recognized by the divine weapon before, but it was the first time he encountered someone as casual as Shen Mingjing.

It was also at this moment that Luo Bingting suddenly realized that the young man in front of him was not a casual personality, nor was he not serious in doing things, or lacking courage, but a pure attitude towards weapons, which was very casual.

For him, the most important thing is himself, and it is better to have a weapon, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't have one. Foreign objects are always foreign objects, and cannot become part of himself.

"Master has said before that there are two kinds of weapons, one is the combination of human and soldiers, and you are the strongest weapon; Blade, one regards the blade as a part of the body, and even becomes the blade itself, while the other regards himself as the master of the blade, even if it is a plant, a tree, the aura of heaven and earth, it is manipulating external objects and controlling the weapon blade, instead of seeing yourself as a weapon.”

Looking forward, Luo Bingting smiled knowingly: "However, no matter whether it is the combination of man and army or the combination of grass and trees, in fact, there is no real weapon in hand, but it is in accordance with the principle of the same road, which is obviously opposite. , yet so similar.”

After thinking about it, Luo Bingting bowed and made a "please" gesture, leading Shen Mingjing to the soldier's grave.

As soon as he stepped into the cave of the Bingzhong, Shen Mingjing immediately felt a heavy twilight, a biting chill, stirring everywhere, and even a sorrowful sorrow, which seemed to penetrate into his heart and soul, and bring him along with him. into this sadness.

After walking through the corridors of the cave, Shen Mingjing saw innumerable sharp weapons of mysterious weapons, scattered everywhere in the vast cave, just like the mountain outside the Tibetan soldier mountain, scattered in disorder, without any rules .

As if they sensed someone walking in, these mysterious weapons immediately made a slight sound, and even some of the blades directly burst into bright light, dazzling and dazzling, like a peerless artifact.

However, Shen Mingjing shook his head slightly: "Shen Bing is old, it's just a flash of light."

Sure enough, a part of the radiant blade suddenly shattered by itself, turned into debris and dust, scattered and flew down, dotted with stars, like dancing fireflies, but it was a pity that it disappeared completely in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace of wreckage.

Weapons get old and die, how similar to people getting old!

"Does this happen often?"

"No." Luo Bingting shook his head slightly, "It should be that the magic soldier has a spirit, and he saw that the uncle is extraordinary, so he screamed, but it's a pity that the magic weapon is old, even if it had a unparalleled sharpness thousands of years ago, it is now blunt .”

Luo Bingting didn't take it seriously, such situations are rare, but there are many, this place is a military mound, how can ordinary profound soldiers enter, most of them are extraordinary weapons in the early years, or contaminated with the breath of the former master, acquired It is extraordinary to have such supernatural powers.It is precisely because of this that they know how to appreciate talents, and they scream for geniuses, but they are silent because of mediocrity.

However, Nine Heavens Sect is also considered to be full of talents, so it is not the first time that a situation similar to the screaming of hundreds of soldiers has happened, but it will happen to all mysterious soldiers who know that their lifespan is short, and they perceive that the person coming is very talented.

Even when Luo Bingting entered the Bingzhong cave for the first time, dozens of mysterious soldiers showed their last glory and were completely broken.

Shen Mingjing took a deep look at the scarred Xuanbing. They either had experienced many battles and fought the world with their ancestors, or they had been miserable all their lives, never met a wise master, and could only pass away sadly.

Weapons and pawns are all soldiers, they are all at the mercy of others, and they cannot control their own destiny.

"Uncle Master, the evil weapons and weapons are here." Luo Bingting said, and brought Shen Mingjing to the cave. Sorrowful and angry, or unwilling, or crying blood silently...

This is the real magic weapon!

Shen Mingjing raised his eyes, and saw all kinds of magical soldiers in different shapes, as if they had turned into real bodies, they were human figures, all of them were rebellious warriors or fierce beasts, and they could not be tamed by ordinary people.

"People have pride, so do weapons. If they are used by mediocre people, it is better to be self-proclaimed." Shen Mingjing said lightly, especially the many mysterious weapons are extremely overbearing, revealing a kind of thought.

They don't want to be controlled by the mediocre, so they control the mediocre in turn, the master of the weapon, and turns it into a weapon to control people!

People are reduced to puppets of weapons.

Presumably this is the reason for the magic weapon.

"Master uncle mentioned earlier that he wants a knife." Luo Bingting raised his brows, "According to the logic, although master uncle chooses the demon weapons and evil weapons in the soldier mound, he can't break the rules, saying that they are human-level weapons. Xuan Bing, it doesn’t matter whether it’s a human-level low-rank or a human-level top-rank, but it can’t be earth-level or heaven-level.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and suddenly saw a blood-red ghost-headed broadsword rising into the air. If he just looked at the shape, he would definitely think it was an ordinary ghost-headed broadsword, but there seemed to be blood flowing on the blade. , at this moment, ghost faces of resentment were manifested, and the devilish energy was surging.

"This blood spirit ghost knife came from Yang Xuan, a knife maker 300 years ago. It is rumored that this person has made countless knives in his life. The super-high-grade treasured sword, which was cast for sixteen days and nights without a moment's rest, first killed sixteen members of the whole family, and the No.16 person was himself! Exceptions are those who seem to be possessed by demons and kill their relatives and friends. If they kill 15 people, they will commit suicide. There are also those with great perseverance who can kill powerful enemies with the power of this knife, but after killing 15 people, they will definitely commit suicide with the knife. "

Luo Bingting shook his head and sighed softly: "So, this Xueling Huangui Knife is also called the 15-person knife. It can only be used to kill 15 people. After 15 people, you must discard the knife, otherwise you will die."

Shen Mingjing snorted, stretched out his hand to inhale and grab, the Blood Spirit Holding Ghost Knife was already in his hands, and with a slight wave of his hand, he unleashed the Five Tigers Severing Door Knife.

The Five Tigers Broken Door Knife was originally passed down by Zuo Lengchan when he incarnated as Lao Denuo, and used it to pretend that it was the skill he learned before he was apprenticed to a teacher. In those few days, Zuo Lengchan kept a close eye on him. I also practiced this saber technique a few more times, and I felt a little contemptuous in my heart, but I was proficient in performing it.

After dancing twice, Shen Mingjing felt an evil attack, fierce and domineering, and it was not as simple as one or two.

"Holding ghosts means raising ghosts. After killing someone with this knife, the ghosts are brought into the body of the knife, condensing into a series of resentful spirits, with murderous aura and endless hatred. The more ghosts, the more difficult it is to control, especially if the operator cuts them by himself. To kill the ghosts that have been condensed, 15 human swords, it should be [-] ghost swords."

With this in mind, Shen Mingjing re-inserted the Xueling Ghost Knife into the ground. This ghost-headed sword is really good, and it is also the first-class among the human-level masterpieces, but it is a pity that it does not match Shen Mingjing's sword technique.

If you use the Five Tigers Breaking the Door Knife, this knife is actually no problem, but the problem is that Shen Mingjing's best sword technique is not the Five Tigers Breaking the Door Knife, but Tian Boguang's Thirteen Styles of Flying Sand and Walking Rocks. With the "Sunflower Beginner's Mind Method" in hand, I have a deeper understanding of Kuaizi Jue, so I naturally take the fast way.

Although this ghost-headed sword is not too heavy for him, but the fast knife is suitable for short swords and wild goose feather swords after all, this ghost-headed sword is a bit clumsy.

Luo Bingting was not surprised, he was just shocked. Although the horror of the Xueling Ghost Knife is that after beheading 15 people, holding the knife will not be affected at all, which is enough to show that Shen Mingjing's personal will and courage are not ordinary soldiers. blade can affect.

He picked up a machete again, and said: "This is the weapon used by Bawu, the bandit king of the green forest 400 years ago - the bandit king's sword. It is completely condensed into the bandit king's knife. The knife is as its name suggests. Those who get this knife have uncertain temperaments. When they see treasures, they want to snatch them. Anything valuable should be robbed."

Shen Mingjing blushed suddenly: "It really has all kinds of knives."

"That's natural." Luo Bingting pointed to a short knife in the distance, and said, "This knife is called a sex knife, and it was originally a knife for a flower picker. It has been in the world for thirty years, and I don't know how many women from good families have been harmed. , with his light kung fu skills and a sharp knife, no one could catch him. Unfortunately, he met a nemesis later, who was an eminent Buddhist monk with strong martial arts. The sex knife is really powerful, dissatisfied with the uselessness of the master, it turned out to control the flower picker who has long been inhumane, and secretly went to the nunnery next door to peep..."

Speaking of this, Luo Bingting couldn't help laughing: "The flower picker is also pitiful, he has long been inhumane, and under the influence of his teacher, he devoted himself to the Buddha and had no distracting thoughts, but he was killed by the sex knife. It was discovered by the old nun in the nunnery, and he was killed with a slap. The old monk couldn't bear to destroy the relics of his beloved disciple, and he was afraid that the magic knife would harm people, so he named it the sex knife to warn future generations. This is also the dharma name of the flower picker."

Shen Mingjing's expression became strange, why does the story of the rebooting knife sound a little strange?The flower picker's life seems to be very similar to Tian Boguang's, but Tian Boguang finally did not fall into the fate of being backlashed by the magic knife and being killed by the old nun.

"There is a destiny." Shen Mingjing said, grabbing the sex-abstinence knife with one hand, but this time he used the thirteen moves of flying sand and moving stones. The Buddhist exercises in the body seem to be beneficial, and the combination of the two directly suppresses the evil nature of the color-absorbing knife.

Although this saber has a bad reputation, Shen Mingjing is able to handle it smoothly. Moreover, this rebooting saber is also a top-notch Xuanbing at the human level, not weaker than Yitianjian.

"Okay, that's it." As he said that, Shen Mingjing didn't care about the strange look in Luo Bingting's eyes, and was about to leave, but suddenly he stopped, and inexplicable palpitations appeared in his heart, and he felt a little uncomfortable all over.

"Not good!" Luo Bingting's complexion changed drastically, "It's obviously not the time yet, why is there such a sudden change!"

At the time of speaking, Luo Bingting was already hugging Shen Mingjing, and fled towards the outside of the cave like crazy, as if he saw a scourge, terrified to the extreme.