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Chapter 128 [Spirit of the Weapon]

Chapter 128 [Spirit of the Weapon] (7700 words)
Chapter 7700 [Spirit of the Weapon] ( words)
Chu Keqing and the girl with long black hair both retreated to the side of Chen Yan and Ouyang, and the four of them gathered together again.

The girl with long black hair was in the worst condition - after the meat mountain died, only the last trace of red light returned to the girl's body and re-entered her eyes.

But the red light was so weak that the girl's eyes didn't look so red.

Chu Keqing glanced at the girl with long black hair and whispered, "How are you?"

The girl with long black hair shook her head, her voice weak: "I can't die, but my Shikigami is weakened and needs to sleep for a long time... If anything else happens, I can't help you."

Chu Keqing gently supported the already unsteady black-haired girl and shook her head, saying, "You've already put in a lot of effort. It was your blood-burning spell that killed this monster in the end."

"It's not a spell. My Shikigami's ability is to burn the enemy's blood."

Chu Keqing supported the girl with long black hair, carefully transferred her body weight to herself, and held her up with force.

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Chen Yan stared at the white puppet in silence for a moment, then slowly spoke: "The master of the secret realm is dead, so where will you puppet servants go?"

The white-robed puppet shook his head: "The secret realm has always existed and will continue to exist. The master died and a new master was appointed."

Chen Yan laughed, and suddenly raised his right hand which was already covered in blood, and shook his index finger!
A sword of vital energy swept across!
brush!
The human skin curtain in the hall was cut directly, shaking, and slowly sliding to the ground!

Chen Yan's face was indifferent, and he tapped his index finger several times in a row!
Streams of vital energy were shot out, and several black skeleton puppets were standing outside the curtain. After being concentrated by the finger sword, their bodies were pierced through and they fell to the ground.

"Will you be angry if I kill a few puppets?" Chen Yan asked coldly, looking at the puppet in white.

"Why are you angry?" The puppet in white shook his head. "Puppets don't have life to begin with. If they don't have life, there's no question of killing them."

As it spoke, it slowly walked to the center of the hall and said indifferently, "The trial is over. Can the guests take the test and choose their rewards?"

Chen Yan said nothing, but pointed his index finger at the white-clothed puppet!
A stream of energy shot out and hit the body of the white-clothed puppet!
However, this time, the finger sword failed to penetrate the white-clothed puppet. It just landed in front of it, and was blocked by the power of the five elements!

It was as if the air fluctuated, causing ripples.

The white-robed puppet raised his head and looked at Chen Yan: "Guest, why are you doing this?"

"I want to kill you." Chen Yan said coldly.

"It has no life and cannot be killed." The white-clothed puppet shook his head.

"Then I'll tear you down and destroy you." Chen Yan said in a cold tone, "It's just another way of saying it."

The white-robed puppet looked at Chen Yan quietly: "Why?"

Chen Yan smiled.

"What a bullshit secret realm master! It's all bullshit!

That mountain of flesh, the one the starving ghosts transformed into, is actually just a monster, just like the monsters in your trials here—a monster in the secret realm."

"But it is indeed the master of the secret realm." The white puppet shook his head. "Here, it has the highest status and can issue orders. All monsters, all servants, including me, must obey its orders. In the secret realm, it can eat whatever it wants and do whatever it wants. Isn't this the master's authority?"

"But it's dead."

"Then we can change the master. There are many monsters here, and we can choose a new master." The white puppet replied calmly: "The secret realm will always exist, and the secret realm will always have a master."

Ouyang's expression became increasingly strange as he listened. "What a mess! The owner of the secret realm is dead, so who's going to choose a new owner?"

The puppet in white answered directly: "Me."

"Why you?" Ouyang's expression turned serious. "You have the power to choose the owner of this place? Ha! So you are the true master of this secret realm?!"

"I am not." The puppet in white replied: "I will not lie. I am not the master."

"Fuck, what a mess." Ouyang picked up the kitchen knife and stared at the white-clothed puppet, as if thinking about where to cut.

"Don't you understand?" Chen Yan sighed: "This guy is not the master of the secret realm...it is..."

As he spoke, Chen Yan looked at the white-robed puppet.

"It is a secret realm!"

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As soon as Chen Yan finished speaking, everyone fell silent!

Ouyang's eyes rolled around, as if he understood something, and the look he gave the white-clothed puppet was a little different.

Chu Keqing took a deep breath, looking puzzled: "The secret realm... is alive?"

"Not alive, um... but not dead either." Chen Yan sneered.

"Item Spirit!"

Ouyang suddenly uttered two words coldly.

Chen Yan nodded: "Yes, it should be the spirit of the weapon!"

Ouyang sighed: "Damn, now that I say that, everything becomes clear."

Seeing that Chu Keqing was still a little confused, Chen Yan shook his head and said, "This place, this secret realm, could never have been created by a cultivator... The cultivators in this world can't do this! Using magic power to directly carve out a separate space... Impossible!"

Chen Yan and Ouyang had previously discussed and speculated that the existence of this secret space was actually created by some magic weapon.

But the problem is still not solved.

The owner of such a magical weapon must be a powerful person!

Being able to wield this kind of magic weapon - which can separate out a separate space - the level of this magic weapon, even if Chen Yan is not from the domain, he can understand with his brain that it must be extraordinary.

How could such a powerful being possibly come to this world? Wouldn't Heaven crush him to death?
Gu Qingyi was at the Heavenly Man Realm, but when he came to this world he was pushed back to the Stage Realm.

The little girl in the mirror world has reached the great perfection of the soul realm, and she cannot even show her face. Once she comes out of the mirror world, she will be hit by heavenly thunder, and she will not stop until she is struck to death!

If there really is a master behind this secret realm - this magic weapon - in this world, Chen Yan feels that it doesn't make sense.

Unless he hides in the mirror world like the little girl who has reached the great perfection of the Yuanshen realm, and never sets foot in this world.

After a few days of trial in this secret realm, I encountered one thing after another and came into contact with more of these puppets and their rules one by one.

The monsters and puppets here cannot violate the rules!
So how powerful are the rules in this secret realm?

Then, I met the meat mountain monster - the so-called master of the secret realm.

Is the Dengtai realm very powerful?
Being at the Stage Realm, one can control a magical weapon of this level?!

"The hobby of skinning people is strange." Chen Yan shook his head. "I always thought that unless the owner of the secret realm likes to refine some magical tools or practice some magic, he would have no need to kill so many people. But then I felt something was wrong."

As he spoke, he looked at the white-robed puppet and suddenly laughed.

"You really want to become a human?"

White puppet: "..."

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After a moment of silence, the puppet in white finally sighed.

"When did you find out?"

"I started to get suspicious the second night I ran out and spied on that skinning slaughterhouse." Chen Yan looked at the white-robed puppet. "Logically, my actions must have violated the secret realm's master's taboo. But they only sent that zombie-like monster to fight me—and then there was no other action!
Oh, right, on the third night at most, they sent a monster in human skin to guard my door, clearly refusing to let me out again."

Chen Yan shook his head and sighed, "That's unreasonable."

"Why is it unreasonable?" asked the white-clothed puppet.

"The master of the secret realm has to abide by the rules, which is unreasonable. I have glimpsed the secrets here, and the master of the secret realm wants to kill me, but he is restricting my actions. This is also unreasonable."

Chen Yan said with a smile: "At that time, I kept thinking, why does the master have to be so strict with the rules? He can't make any mistakes at all?

He's too powerful to care about me? That doesn't make sense. There's no such thing as someone so powerful that they can treat me like an ant and not care at all.

Besides, if he really didn't care, why would he throw zombies to kill me? It shows that the master cares!

I killed the zombie monster, and this behavior should have angered the master even more.

Next, since the monsters under his command couldn't kill me, the master should have taken direct action against me - but he didn't.

Then I started thinking, what kind of master is this?
Being in the way everywhere - if you can't even break the rules in your own home, what kind of master are you?
As the master, shouldn't he be the one who makes the rules? Instead, he becomes the one who is bound by the rules.

Finally, I had to come to a conclusion: Maybe the master is not the master at all.

So, this secret realm has no owner?"

Chen Yan pointed at the skeleton of the starving ghost on the ground: “It wasn’t until I came here and saw this guy, this thing that claimed to be the master of the secret realm, that I understood.

What master, what servant, what monster...

It's just a game of house.

You are just a spirit of a magic weapon, and you have developed some consciousness of your own, but sadly, you are a spirit, and you are born to be a part of the magic weapon.

Therefore, you cannot violate the rules of this magic weapon itself, and you must act according to the rules.

What's even more tragic is that you are born with a little consciousness, but it is incomplete.

Objects should have owners, and magic weapons should obey the owner's orders.

You are an ownerless magic weapon, although I don't know how you lost your owner.

But you seem to be playing house. You are here, playing the role of waiter, servant, and servant, and then you choose a monster to be the master here.

Because... you are the secret realm, the secret realm is the magic weapon, and as the spirit of the magic weapon, you need a master."

The puppet in white nodded. "Yes, from the second night on, I felt that you were the most special one among this group of guests. I just didn't expect you to guess everything that happened here at once."

"There are also some things I haven't guessed." Chen Yan shook his head: "For example, I don't understand why you set up such a secret trial."

"To cultivate soul power." The white-robed puppet did not hide anything and said frankly: "My consciousness is not yet complete. I want to have complete spiritual perception, but I don't know how to cultivate it. I can only..."

"Can we only kill cultivators and absorb their souls and spiritual awareness?" Chen Yan's eyes lit up. "I've thought about it, but it doesn't make sense... If that's the case, why hold trials, bring people in, and then give the winners some kind of skills, spells, and artifacts? Wouldn't it be better to just kill everyone who comes in?"

"Because of the rules." The white-robed puppet said, "I am originally a space magic weapon used for trials. I cannot violate the rules and kill people at will.

The purpose of distributing gifts is to..."

Chen Yan nodded. "It's for a long-term effect, to continuously attract new people. Got it! If everyone who comes here is killed, then no one will come later. Only by creating a trial with rewards like this can we continuously attract practitioners from afar."

At this point, Chen Yan looked at Ouyang: "Are you angry now?"

"Ok?"

Chen Yan sighed: "Why do you think I was talking so much nonsense with him? It was to buy you some time to recover!"

As he spoke, Chen Yan frowned: "You are not going to tell me that you are exhausted, are you? You can be an inspector."

"...It's from the intern assistant." Ouyang replied quietly, but his expression became stern and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I still have a big trick up my sleeve!"

"Then come on!"

"No, I'm the only one doing it?"

"I'm not an inspector." Chen Yan rolled his eyes. "You've been in this world for a long time, haven't you? When encountering bad guys, if the police don't take action, do you expect an ordinary citizen to rush forward?"

"........."

Ouyang glared at Chen Yan - what you said makes so much sense!
Ouyang's robe, which could transform him into an immortal soldier, was already damaged, but he suddenly raised his knife and slashed it, severing a handful of hair from his head! Holding it in his hand, Ouyang's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly bit his tongue, opened his mouth, and sprayed a mouthful of blood onto the severed hair in his hand!

"Immortal, suppress the demon! Please!!"

The blood in the hair suddenly burned and turned into balls of golden light, which Ouyang scattered out. After falling to the ground, they turned into soldiers with golden translucent bodies!
Just now, his robe turned into only one person, but now, after a handful of hair was scattered on the ground, at a glance, there were twenty or thirty people standing there!

"This is what we call a big move!" Chen Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"It's not that easy. The soldiers who sent the invitation can be broken and reunited repeatedly. The hair is made, and it's all disposable!"

Ouyang was already floating in the air again, sitting cross-legged in the air, his hands forming a paper seal, and he shouted, "Wang Chuyi! Don't just stand there and watch! Don't you have a trump card? I don't think this guy will be easy to deal with. I may not be able to take him down alone!"

After saying that, Ouyang pointed his index finger at the white-robed puppet: "Subdue the demon!!"

More than twenty golden soldiers rushed forward, wielding sharp blades!

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Buzz! The soldier at the forefront held a golden long sword in his hand. After slashing at the white-clothed puppet with the sword, a ball of strong vitality suddenly burst out from the white-clothed puppet's body!

The golden soldier's translucent golden body was instantly shattered by the shock of his vital energy!

A trace of pain appeared on Ouyang's face, and his expression became even uglier.

"Back off!"

Chen Yan pulled Chu Keqing and the girl with long black hair and walked quickly to the back.

"This guy has no flesh and blood, your abilities can't help him, just get out of the way!" Chen Yan quickly said to the girl with long black hair, then said to Chu Keqing, "You too! Hide in the corner."

At this time, two golden soldiers again swung swords at the white-clothed puppet, but then their bodies shattered and disappeared.

The white-clothed puppet seemed to have been knocked back two steps, and parts of its body were broken due to the shock of its vital energy.

"It works! Keep hitting it!" Chen Yan roared.

Without Chen Yan's instructions, Ouyang took a deep breath, forced himself to cheer up, and commanded the golden generals to rush forward.

The white-clothed puppet did not seem to be able to dodge or fight back, but just took the beating with an indifferent expression. However, under the shock of the vital energy, more and more soldiers turned into golden light and shattered.

It seemed like it couldn't fight! It simply used its powerful vitality to crush the enemy!
Chen Yan's heart moved and his face suddenly changed!

"not good!"

In the hall, a strong vitality suddenly filled the air, seemingly flowing through the walls and roof from all directions! Like a rushing river, it all flowed towards the white-robed puppet!
The parts of its body that had been damaged by the shock of its vital energy were all restored in the blink of an eye!
"It has too much vitality!" Ouyang spat out a mouthful of blood. In just a moment, only half of the twenty or so golden soldiers were left!

Chen Yan knew it clearly in his heart—the white-robed puppet was a spirit! In essence, it was the secret realm, and the secret realm was it!
There's no telling how much vitality this secret space holds! If the vitality here isn't depleted, there's no way I'll be able to truly kill it!

"Keep going! Let it gather all its energy back!"

Chen Yan retreated quickly, constantly trying to attack indirectly, but he stopped after only two attempts.

Whether it's the finger sword or the Six Yang Righteousness Talisman, it's clear that they have no effect on this spirit weapon!
Its vitality was so strong that attacks like the finger sword had no effect on it. The Six Yang Righteousness Talisman only had a restraining effect on evil spirits. It was a spirit weapon, not a living being, and therefore not an evil spirit!
More and more vital energy was pouring into the hall, as if the resentment in this secret space was endless!
The golden soldiers attacked with all their might, but after being shattered one by one, only five or six were left.

Chen Yan was anxious, but he forced himself to wait.

at last!

After the last trace of vital energy flowed in from the wall of the room, all the vital energy surrounded the white-clothed puppet and rushed into its body madly!

At this moment, using the Qi-gazing technique, one can see that the white-clothed puppet seems to be in a huge vortex of vital energy. The vital energy is so dense that it can almost form a liquid state!

And on the walls and in the air, no more vital energy flowed in.

"Suck it all in!" Chen Yan's eyes lit up, and then he shouted, "Ouyang, entangle it!"

"You...good!" Ouyang gritted his teeth.

Chen Yan stretched out his finger, and a pale yellow talisman paper was finally ignited on his finger sword!

Formless calamity-breaking slash!
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No form, no shape, no color, no light, no sound!
But when the talisman paper began to burn, Ouyang, who was sitting in the air, suddenly trembled! He suddenly cast his eyes towards Chen Yan, and when his eyes fell on the talisman between Chen Yan, his face suddenly became extremely wonderful.

"What the hell?! Wang Chuyi, where the hell did you get this thing?!"

Ouyang suddenly jumped down from mid-air, turned around and ran back, yelling as he ran: "Wait a minute! Wait until I get back two hairs! My magical power, which was formed from my blood and essence, will be reduced by one point if I lose one hair! "

He summoned the soldiers frantically, and the five soldiers who were still surrounding the white-clothed puppet immediately turned around and ran away.

The two who were running at the end were turned around and crushed by the vortex of vitality on the white-clothed puppet!

Ouyang spat out a mouthful of blood again, but he finally stretched out his hand with all his strength, and finally the three golden soldiers turned into golden light and flew back into his hand.

hum! !

When the rune finally burned out, an invisible energy seemed to transform into a sharp blade that swept across everything and slashed down!

In an instant, the vortex of vital energy on the white-clothed puppet was cut, and the constantly rotating vortex of vital energy suddenly stagnated, and even the rotation was forced to stop!
The force of the slash continued, and the vortex of vital energy began to disintegrate bit by bit. The white-clothed puppet raised its head and looked at the falling slash...

It seemed as if it wanted to say something, but before it could open its mouth, the power of the chopping off was like an invisible hand, gently wiping away its words.

Not cutting, not cutting off, but erasing!

It was as if an invisible eraser gently wiped away its head!
Then, the shoulders, the drives, the limbs...

But when the power of erasure finally reached the feet of the white-robed puppet...

"Not enough!!" Ouyang roared, "Your Wuxiang Slash isn't powerful enough!"

Chen Yan also felt it, and his expression changed slightly!
The power of the talisman given by Gu Qingyi, the Wuxiang Pojie Zhan, is only 130% of the power of the one she cast herself.

The body of the white-clothed puppet had disappeared, but its broken legs were still there. At this time, the power of the Wuxiang Pojie Zhan had been exhausted!

The remaining parts of the legs suddenly began to heal automatically. The broken skeleton returned to its body bit by bit, and its vitality was re-condensed. Then, knees and thigh bones appeared on its legs...

Ouyang cursed, then threw out three more strands of hair. He transformed into a golden soldier again and fiercely stabbed the remaining white-clothed puppet's legs...

boom!
A soldier will explode again!
"Do you have any ultimate move yet?" Ouyang shouted anxiously.

Chen Yan said nothing, but watched as more and more of the energy that had been crushed just now gathered again...

Suddenly, Chen Yan took a deep breath, put his right hand into his collar, and then strode forward!

Seeing countless vital energy rushing towards the remaining legs of the white-clothed puppet, Chen Yan rushed into the vital energy...

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Countless vital energies surged down, but Chen Yan sat in the vital energies, and his body began to operate the "vital energy transportation method". Suddenly, his body seemed to turn into a vortex, attracting the surrounding vital energies towards himself!

Countless vital energy flowed in, circulating throughout his body according to the vital energy transportation method!
This vital energy is so rich that it has almost turned into liquid. No one knows how many years this secret space has stored it.

Chen Yan's Qi Transportation Technique only took a few breaths for his body to reach the limit of his daily practice!
But Chen Yan didn't stop, continuing to move his energy rapidly and absorb more energy...

At the same time, in his palm, one by one, the black spirit crystals were rapidly filled with vital energy!

One, two, three...

When the Black Spirit Crystal was completely filled, Chen Yan felt as if his body was being poured into by countless vital energies. His body had reached its limit and he felt as if he was about to burst from this powerful and endless vital energy!
But then, Chen Yan grabbed something and quickly put it on his thumb!

That ring!

That ring seemed to be like a bottomless pit, and it could never be filled with vitality no matter how hard you tried!

The rich vital energy surged out and entered Chen Yan's body. It washed over and over again in Chen Yan's body according to the circulation of the vital energy transportation technique. The original transportation technique seemed to be suppressed countless times. The surge of vital energy in his tendons and body, which was usually like a stream flowing, now seemed like a high-speed train whizzing past!

As the vital energy washed over his body, it greatly enhanced the nourishment of his physical body...

At the end of a cycle, the vital energy wasn't stored in the body—it simply couldn't be stored! Instead, following Chen Yan's guidance, it flowed into the ring!
The river surged, and the vital energy was no longer a river, no longer a wave, but a waterfall! It was a mighty wave!

Wave after wave of huge waves roared through Chen Yan's body, and finally entered the ring that was like a bottomless pit.

Blood was already flowing out of Chen Yan's mouth, and his skin began to crack, but under the flushing of vital energy, it healed rapidly, then cracked and healed again!

Spider-web-like cracks appeared under his skin, as if he would shatter if he was hit lightly. But soon, the cracks healed, then reappeared and healed again!
Endless vitality did not rush towards the white-robed puppet's legs to repair them. Instead, Chen Yan and the ring formed a vortex with even greater attraction. The vitality even abandoned the white-robed puppet's remains and cheered as it rushed into Chen Yan's body...

at last……

click!
Kaka...

Ouyang, Chu Keqing, and the girl with long black hair all watched in horror as the walls of the hall suddenly collapsed. However, what fell to the ground was not stone or building debris, but quickly transformed into pieces of vital energy, which flowed rapidly...

Floors, buildings, pillars, roofs...

Amidst the last screams, monsters were seen flying up one after another, swirling and swirling in the vital energy, before gradually disappearing and merging with the vital energy...

Finally, the vital energy in the sky was like a hurricane, making it impossible for the three of them to open their eyes!

In the center of the hurricane, Chen Yan sat on the ground, spitting out blood.

Chu Keqing had shouted with all her might, but even she herself could not hear a single word she shouted.

Then, Chu Keqing's eyes darkened...

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tick.

tick...

Drops of rain fell on Chen Yan's face.

He slowly opened his eyes. There was a gray sky above his head and the mountains were filled with fog, but he could finally see the sky.

The mountains and forests in the distance are vaguely visible, but they are shrouded in fine rain and fog, making them appear half-invisible.

Around me, there are abandoned buildings, collapsed houses, wrecked walls, and wildly growing weeds...

Chen Yan recognized it. This was... that deserted village in the mountains!!
I was sitting in the ruins. Where was the hall, the slaughterhouse, the small building, the puppets, the monsters...

Everything is completely gone!

Not far away, three figures were lying on the ground.

Chu Keqing was closest to him, lying on the ground with her hands stretched out towards him.

Chen Yan was slightly dazed and remembered that at the last moment when the entire trial space collapsed, the woman was running towards him.

Ouyang was lying on his back in the distance, his hair looking like a dog had bitten off a piece of it.

And at the farthest point was the girl with long black hair, leaning against a broken wall.

"..."

Chen Yan looked at the three of them quietly, then his eyes fell on the nearby area.

On the ground, there is a black stone!

Chen Yan's eyes focused, and he recalled...that was the location of the remains of the white-clothed puppet!

He moved his body slightly and felt pain all over his body. Just a slight movement and his whole body seemed to be broken, and every muscle screamed in pain.

Enduring the severe tearing pain, Chen Yan crawled to the stone and gently grabbed it.

His heart began to beat violently.

Yes!

This is it!

This black stone!
And the one he found in Hong Kong City, the black stone that allowed him to open up the mirror world.

It's exactly the same!
Holding the black stone in his hand...suddenly a soft hum came from the distance.

Ouyang turned over on the ground and struggled to sit up.

Chen Yan calmly placed the stone into the alchemy furnace, then took off the ring and put it away.

"Fuck!"

Ouyang sat up, took two breaths, and then looked at Chen Yan.

"Huh? We..."

"We have come out of the secret realm."