Comprehensive martial arts storytelling world of longevity, the opening exposure of Di Shitian

Chapter 46: Lingshuang Sword Isn't The World's Best Weapon? !
In the box, hearing Wu Shang's words, Guan Yutian's body trembled.

Because he suddenly remembered the records in the family's ancient books, the ancestor Demon Emperor Ying Shuntian had issued a grand declaration before his death.

"After 500 years, I will come back and dominate the world!"

"Could it be that the ancestor refers to the fact that I forged the Lingshuang Sword to resurrect him?!" Guan Yutian's expression softened quickly, no matter whether this was true or not, he would not be able to resurrect the ancestor unless it was a last resort.

Otherwise, when Ying Shuntian is resurrected, the power he has worked so hard to build will be handed over to others.

"Oh my god, this Lingshuang sword is really terrifying, it deserves to be a top magic weapon!"

"I've already said that the dragon-slaying knife and the Yitian sword are nothing in front of Ling Shuangjian."

"Indeed, the resurrection power of the Heart Sword alone is enough to compete for the world's number one magic soldier, and the power of the other magic sword is estimated to be terrifyingly lethal!"

"I really can't think of any magical weapon in the world that can rival Lingshuangjian!"

Everyone was talking about it, and Lingshuangjian was obviously more topical than Dragon Slaying Sword and Yitianjian.

After all, in Wu Shang's mouth, even if you count the martial arts secrets in the dragon sword and Yitian sword, it is far inferior to Lingshuang sword.

The fact is indeed the case. Although the power of the magic sword is not known yet, the resurrection ability of the heart sword alone is destined to be different from the other.

"Sir, is this Lingshuang sword the number one magic soldier in China?"

Someone couldn't help asking loudly.

Wu Shang's eyes narrowed, and he found that he was a handsome son, and when he took a closer look, he was a woman disguised as a man.

"Lingshuangjian is indeed the top magic weapon in the world, but it can't be called number one."

As soon as Wu Shang said this, everyone was dumbfounded. Such a powerful Lingshuang Sword is not the world's number one magic weapon? !
What was the number one magic weapon in the world that day?
However, compared to other people's curiosity about the legendary No. [-] Divine Soldier, Huang Yaoshi only had Ling Shuangjian in his heart.

"Sir, can this Lingshuang sword really save the dead?"

"That's right, the two Lingshuang swords are peerless magic weapons, each with its own uniqueness. The central sword masters life and has the ability to bring the dead back to life. The magic sword masters death and has the power to destroy everything!"

"Nature can be counted as a method of resurrection!"

"Sacred Heart Jue, Tongjia spells, Divine Light Sutra, Tianxiang Cardamom, Dragon Ball, Lingshuang Sword..." Huang Yaoshi muttered to himself with a serious face.

It can be said that none of these resurrection methods can be easily obtained, but this is also a glimmer of hope, much better than being at a loss in despair in the past.

And tomorrow's storytelling may involve the treasures in it, Huang Yaoshi clenched his fists and made up his mind.

"Sir, you said earlier that these resurrection methods all have specific conditions. I don't know what conditions are required?!"

Suddenly, a woman with a light veil and invisible appearance asked.

"First of all, your body must be preserved intact, and then the death time must be as short as possible."

Speaking of this, Wu Shang was already a little impatient, and he didn't want to answer questions endlessly.

After living a new life, he will no longer be a social animal of [-].

"Okay, you don't need to ask anything else, this is beyond the scope of today's topic."

"That's the end of today. If you want to know more secrets, come and listen to my story tomorrow."

Wu Shang acted swiftly and resolutely. Now that he had made a decision, he immediately ended the topic of bringing the dead back to life.

Originally, today's storytelling was over during the day, and he put the rest for tomorrow.

In the end, it was just to hire a cook, and I worked a few hours of overtime.

Gently rubbing his swollen round belly, Wu Shang silently lamented that he was a hard worker, and went back to his room in a jolt.

After thinking about it carefully, Wu Shang realized that since the system was activated, he really hadn't had a good rest. Apart from storytelling, he was practicing to improve his strength.

Up to now, although his strength can't be said to be invincible in China, he is still among the top, and there is really no need to work hard to tell stories.

Even if you tell stories slowly, it doesn't matter if you improve your strength slowly.

"Suddenly found that the workload I originally set seems to be a bit beyond the limit..."

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Shang realized that today was a story about the world of immortality, plus Xiang Yutian, No. 9 among the immortals, and No. 8 god and demon.

In fact, the content of the commentary is not very much, but Wu Shang feels that the time is quite tight.

Even when it was time for dinner, the topic of bringing the dead back to life was talked about, which was not as leisurely as he imagined.

"With such a comparison, tomorrow's review of the insidious list, plus the list of great masters of the Ming and Song Dynasties, the workload is too great."

Wu Shang's eyes darkened, "No, we must reduce the workload..."

"However, I have promised the audience to comment on this tomorrow." Wu Shang was a little distressed.

"Yes, all my reviews are reviews, and a few reviews are also reviews."

With a decision in his mind, Wu Shang washed up and went to bed.

He didn't continue the lottery draw. Today's lottery draw has already been hacked once, and he doesn't want to be hacked a second time.

Wu Shang decided to wait until the end of the storytelling tomorrow before playing big together.

That night, he slept soundly, more comfortably than ever before.

That night, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, Guan Yutian, Zhang Zifan, Xiao Feng and others suffered from insomnia.

(End of this chapter)