Bad Boy Cultivation in Another World: The Merry Immortal

"who are you?"

Ye Ning, who had just crossed the line of life and death, became more cautious and asked loudly. 【 】

Ye Miao looked at Ye Ning who was suddenly talking to himself, and said, "Fifth brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Ning didn't answer the elder brother's question either, the magical voice in his mind sounded again: "You don't need to talk, as long as you think in your heart, you can talk to me."

"Who are you? Where are you?" Ye Ning calmed down. After watching too many methods of monks, he gradually became able to accept some weird things.

"Me?" The voice said with a bit of desolation: "I'm Qi Ling now, and I'm inside your so-called Yinpeng sword!"

"Spirit? What is a spirit? Is it a ghost?"

The voice smiled bitterly and said: "Haha, I forgot, you are just a monk Xiaobai, what kind of weapon spirit do you know? Let me tell you this, any magic weapon with a weapon spirit, regardless of the level of the initial knowledge, will one day grow into a magic weapon. Hallows!"

"Saint artifact?"

"Cough, forget it, you are not ordinary ignorance. The magic weapons used by monks are divided into magic weapon, treasure weapon, holy weapon, and divine weapon from low to high. In addition, there is also the ancient spirit weapon that existed in ancient times."

When Ye Ning heard this, he was overjoyed and said, "That is to say, my Yinpeng sword will also become a sacred weapon one day?"

"Huh." The voice seemed to be angry, and said: "What Yinpeng sword? Our Lin clan and Tianpeng clan are born to be sworn enemies, how can you call this Yinlin sword the Yinpeng sword?!" After a while, the The voice said again: "Oh, I remembered, you kid is commemorating that Chen Feipeng! You are still a loyal person. But, what is Chen Feipeng? The old man doesn't bother to talk to him!"

Ye Ning hesitated, he didn't believe Qi Ling's words.

Who is Chen Feipeng?The most outstanding disciple of Ming Sect, possesses the sub-holy artifact "Linglong Luotian Pagoda"!

Qi Ling didn't even bother to talk to him, so why would Qi Ling talk to him?

"Little ghost, don't think about it." Qi Ling smiled and said: "Your spiritual power is not enough for me to breathe. The main reason to talk to you is because of the sword on your waist!" Qi Ling's voice trembled. , seemed particularly nervous: "Is that sword the legendary Jinlin sword?"

"Yes, Jinlin Sword."

"The Holy Ancestor has manifested, and the Jinlin Sword has finally reappeared in the world!" Qi Ling's voice suddenly became high-pitched, as if extremely excited: "The Jinlin Sword seals the ancestor of our Lin clan, one of the six great beasts that existed in ancient times Golden Qilin!"