Chapter 219 The Incomplete Yimu Holy Spear
The Changkong Arsenal has many treasures.
Here, there are even holy weapons and even incomplete Great Saint weapons.
But the sacred objects have spirits and they become dark by themselves.
Even if you have the opportunity to enter the Changkong Arsenal, what treasures you can finally obtain still depends on whether you have this blessing.
And to enter the Changkong Arsenal, you must either make outstanding contributions to the Changkong clan or accomplish something important.
For example, become the Dao Seed of a clan, or become the First Martial King of a clan.
Now, Fang Yang has become the First Martial King, and he has such an opportunity to enter the Changkong Arsenal.
"Fang Yang, I didn't expect that you would become the only First Martial Marquis."
Chen Kui's eyes were complicated: "Remember not to lose your mind when you see the benefits. Even if the Great Saint's weapon is in front of you, you must not be stubborn. Go in,"
After a few warnings, she stood where she was, watching Fang Yang take steps and go straight into the cloud in front.
Behind the cloud is the small world of the cave where the Changkong Arsenal is located.
In the Changkong Arsenal, there was an old saint sitting in charge, so Chen Kui did not follow Fang Yang in.
At this moment, seeing Fang Yang's figure disappear, Chen Kui sighed for no reason: "Alas, could it be that I did something wrong back then?"
On the eve of the Enlightenment Ceremony, it was she who stopped her sister Chen Ying from giving [Fire Eagle Essence] to Fang Yang.
It can only be said that Fang Yang was indeed somewhat extraordinary at the time, but Chen Kui was not optimistic about the relationship between Fang Yang and Chen Ying.
Because of the deeds of Fang Nian and Qing Rushang in the past.
But now, Chen Kui is a little regretful.
She is not regretting that she is blind, she is regretting that she let her sister fall deeper and deeper!
When she thought of her sister's increasingly thin face, her heart ached.
But fortunately, after this, her sister went to the Changsheng Dao Mansion, and Fang Yang went to the Yu Lei Shengyuan. The two will be like kite lines running in opposite directions, gradually moving further and further away.
She believed that everything would be diluted under the power of time.
"It can't be that all the young people in Changsheng Daofu are not as good as Fang Yang, right?" Chen Kui took a deep breath and revived his spirit.
...
Changkong Arsenal.
The sky was blue, with various colors of light flickering.
On the earth, there were all kinds of strange roars and long chants, or the roars of tigers and lions, or the long chants of sparrow eagles.
While each piece of precious land was blooming with brilliant divine light, it also revealed all kinds of sharp breath, which made Fang Yang stop.
"Little guy, don't be anxious. Close your eyes and feel the energy and make a choice."
An old voice came from the sky, like a breeze, telling Fang Yang the trick.
In fact, Fang Yang had already obtained this trick from Sen Hui when he came. But now that he heard it again, Fang Yang no longer walked around randomly.
He recalled the fortune reminder: Entering Changkong Arsenal, Qinglei expansion, you can get a sixth-level opportunity, auspicious.
Without much hesitation, he waved his Taoist robe sleeves and the Green Thunder Talisman Seed appeared. Immediately, he urged his true essence to the Green Thunder Talisman Seed.
"Crackle..."
The Green Thunder Talisman Seed flew out of his hand and floated into the void. While making a thundering sound, it also spread rapidly and turned into a thunder green bamboo.
The treasure light suddenly appeared, and a sound of breaking tide came from afar, leading the Green Thunder Talisman Seed.
The green bamboo transformed by the Green Thunder Talisman Seed floated to the southeast on its own, and in this process, its thunder and lightning became more and more abundant. It was no longer a thunder green bamboo, but a thunder bamboo forest!
"Huh?"
Fang Yang seemed to hear a surprised sound vaguely. He guessed that it was probably the old saint who managed the treasure house who was surprised by this.
Thunder roared, and the green thunder burst.
Soon, Fang Yang came to a place that looked like a bamboo forest ocean.
At this moment, this bamboo forest ocean land was shrinking rapidly and condensing crazily.
[Yi Mu Holy Spear]
A broken spear was suspended in front of Fang Yang.
This was a holy weapon for attacking. Its entire body was dark green, as if it was made of Yi Mu. Although the shaft was covered with scars and gaps, it was surprisingly solid.
A holy weapon, even if it was broken, was extremely precious.
Hua La La...Under Fang Yang's gaze, the Qinglei Rune Seed flowed like water, infusing the Yi Mu Holy Spear, perfecting the tip of the Yi Mu Holy Spear.
Fang Yang realized that the Yi Mu Holy Spear had inherited the function of the Qinglei Rune Seed.
"Little guy, your name is Fang Yang, right?"
The old voice came again:
"Fang Yang, the holy weapon in your hand is called Yimu Holy Spear. It was once a seventh-level holy weapon that drank the blood of demons."
"Its owner is called Lin Muting, and he is honored as Yimu God General. I hope you remember it."
"Because Yimu God General held it and killed three demon saints of the same level in succession, he died."
"But because it suffered too tragic a battle, its rank gradually fell. Now, it can only maintain the dignity of a sixth-level holy weapon."
"In another hundred years or so, it will become a mortal weapon. It's just right that you are here."
"Haha, young great sage, you really should have a holy weapon as a killer."
At this point, the old saint sighed: "Take it."
Hearing this, Fang Yang nodded in response.
His face was calm, but in fact, his heart was in turmoil.
Holy weapon!
A holy weapon!
He was able to obtain a holy weapon in this treasure house. How exaggerated is that?
Although, due to years of fighting, this holy weapon has gradually fallen in rank, and even has a tendency to fall out of the holy weapon rank.
But no matter what, this is also a holy weapon. As long as he roughly handles the hidden within a hundred years, he will get a sixth-level holy weapon, or even a seventh-level holy weapon!
If his fate was known to the newly promoted saints such as Yuxuan, Qingkong and Chen Kui, I am afraid that these people would be envious beyond recognition!
"Buzz..."
Just when Fang Yang's big hand touched the broken Yimu Holy Spear, a Yimu Divine Thunder appeared around the Yimu Holy Spear.
Yimu Divine Thunder is one of the five elements of divine thunder. It is so powerful that it can wipe out the body of a saint and turn the saint into ashes.
But the strange thing is that this Yimu Divine Thunder is extremely gentle and converges, warming Fang Yang's body bit by bit.
Like a young swallow returning to the nest, and like a fish entering the sea.
Yimu Holy Spear quickly formed a connection with Fang Yang, and with the help of Changkong Treasure House, Fang Yang was able to refine it in an instant!
It was like a stream of water, quickly drilling into Fang Yang's sea of true essence, and violently pushed aside the carp eagle divine feathers, occupying the center of the sea of true essence.
At this moment, Fang Yang closed his eyes and felt the Yimu Holy Spear more deeply. Then, a stream of information flowed through his heart.
"...Yimu Holy Spear, originally a seventh-level holy weapon, is now a sixth-level holy weapon. It is in urgent need of repair and repair. Otherwise, it will be reduced to a common weapon in a hundred years."
"...The way to repair and repair it is to make the Qinglei Talisman inside it transform into a Qinglei Talisman Tree!"
"...Inside the Yimu Holy Spear, there is a vast Yimu thunder power, which can be called the full force of a sixth-level thunder saint. It can only be used once every ten years..."
Fang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, slightly surprised.
Because in his cognition, the activation of the holy weapon must devour the immortal essence. But his Yimu Holy Spear does not need this at the moment!
Perhaps, this is the repair after the Yimu Holy Spear is broken.
After a while, he opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
But he suddenly thought of an interesting point:
The original owner of this Yimu Holy Spear was Lin Muting, the ancestor of the Lin family.
And he and Lin Shenghuang had some conflicts. If Lin Shenghuang continued to target him, would this be considered another kind of betrayal?