After a while, Sister Lian was relieved of her anger in the little bald head's continuous begging for mercy.

The bladeless heavy sword on the side fell into thought.

"There is no doubt that this Zen staff that has just appeared is a holy soldier, but it seems that there is a powerful powerhouse, and it will only show that there is only the level of the sect weapon now when a seal is placed on her. But the strong people who can do this kind of thing are probably not weak in the heavenly realm. ”

That's right, even if Sister Lian's level is sealed, but that kind of unique spiritual fluctuation can't hide this heavy sword bladeless old fritter, after all, he has not seen anything in the heavenly realm for so many years, and he still knows this little skill of carving insects.

But after making trouble, Sister Lian began to look at the culprit in front of her again, and shouted: "You black bastard, you were the one who stunned my family's good light just now." I think it's better for you to stay here for countless years and don't go out, otherwise your character will be completely shattered and turned into a pile ......of slag sooner or later."

As soon as Sister Lian spoke, the words were like machine guns that couldn't stop at all, making the little bald head listen to it with a lot of shame.

"I didn't expect Sister Lian to have such a shrewd side, today is really an eye-opener. ”

"And you too, you think I don't know what you're thinking, if you complain about me again, you'll wait to take a good look at you. Sister Lian, who obviously had a heart-to-heart connection with the little bald head, knew that the little bald head was secretly saying bad things about her, and immediately changed the tone of her words and denounced the little bald head.

Sister Lian's reaction almost made the little bald head doubt his life, and he now regrets why he took Sister Lian out just now.

"Okay, okay, Sister Lian, I know it's wrong, don't make trouble, okay, we still have something to do, let's get this black thing done first, okay." The little bald head finally couldn't stand the sound of Sister Lian's bombardment, and hurriedly began to beg for mercy.

"Hmph!" Sister Lian was obviously angry now, and she didn't want to talk to the little bald head, so she made a pillar on the side.

"Well, Wu Feng, I'm telling the truth. ”

“......”

But Heavy Sword Wufeng didn't speak, obviously he was also surprised by Sister Lian's clever eloquence just now.

"Oooh. It took a while for the heavy sword to come to his senses.

"What you just said is impossible to get rid of the violence in my heart, as a weapon, my natural mission is to kill. After a while, Heavysword Wufeng said again.

But the little bald head is not such an easy person to give up, so he spoke again: "How do you know if you don't try, even a murderous needle can be used to save people, don't you?"

"Well, your crooked theory is useless to me, after thousands of years of experience, I have already seen through the essence of the world. Heavy Sword Wufeng said unceremoniously.

"Why don't you stay with me, and see if I can kill?"

"Hmph, who wouldn't say big words, I'm afraid you've killed a lot of lives since you were born. ”

"Hehe, the monks don't speak, I haven't hurt a single ant since I was born. The little bald man couldn't help but chuckle as he remembered that he was indeed a strange character.

"......" Heavy Sword Wufeng was not speaking, because he still knew that basic qi observation technique, and the little bald head really didn't have any killing karma at all.

Seeing that the heavy sword Wufeng didn't speak for a long time, the little bald head planned to use the agitation method, and after thinking for a while, he said.

"Heavy sword without edge, you have been in the world for thousands of years, but how long have you been in this boring environment? I'm afraid you're going crazy here. This is a bit of a shame for the name of the Heavenly Demon Sword back then. ”

"That's enough, don't say any more, since you want to die and take me to the world. Then you have to bear the whole of my past. Heavy Sword Wufeng said in a deep voice.

Hearing that the heavy sword Wufeng finally let go, the little bald head couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, after all, the heavy sword Wufeng in front of him was an artifact in the heavenly realm back then!

So a smile appeared on the corner of the little bald head's mouth, stood up, walked indifferently in front of the heavy sword Wufeng, stretched out a hand and touched it again, and said, "What's so difficult about this? Since as a Buddha, it's not my duty to overcome all the sufferings in the world?"

"Haha, so daring, in that case, you can bear the pain in my heart. As long as you can bear this pain, what does it matter if I let you use it. Heavy Sword said heroically.

After all, as a weapon, isn't its mission to fight in the hands of its master!

But Heavy Sword Wufeng also knew that as a magic sword, he knew that the demonic nature engraved on his body was too heavy. Otherwise, the monk of the True Spirit Realm back then would not have gone mad and been besieged to death because he was holding him.

It is precisely because of this that Heavy Sword Wufeng has been suppressing his desire to find a master, and finally it has become a situation where he has taken others to make his own decisions.

Because as a weapon, he never knew what good and evil were, he would only act like a beast, following his inner instincts, not bound by the rules between heaven and earth.

It's more because its former owners are all traitors and evildoers, and gradually he has also been infected with that kind of heart, like a little bald head who is a pure good person in his heart, he doesn't know how long he hasn't seen it, and it is precisely because of the little bald head's bitter words that his rock-like heart has opened a crack, otherwise the little bald head will not have this opportunity.

But he was also afraid that the little bald head would die like its former owner, so he set up this test.

But the little bald head didn't know so much, and he only knew what real pain was at this time, because the memories that Heavy Sword Wufeng experienced were too appalling.

And the little bald head also knew for the first time that the original weapon would also have painful feelings.

Every time you fight with other weapons, the texture is a little weaker, and there will be dents, which is a kind of pain that your body is broken and spontaneously arises. What's more serious is that the whole body is broken, as if it has been torn apart by a car.

But this physical pain alone is not enough to describe the pain that Heavysword Wufeng said.

Soon, the little bald head felt the desolation of being in the endless time and space, and he was the only one who knew his own heart and could not communicate with others, except for its owner.

In addition, it has to be separated from its own master and become a sharp blade in the hands of its original master's enemy.

It's a pain of the heart and the pain of the flesh, as well as the pain of time, and every time the little bald head feels it, he feels like there are countless blunt knives scraping on his body.

And Sister Lian on the side could only watch the little bald head suffer this inhuman pain deeply, but she couldn't step forward to stop it, because she knew that the little bald head wanted to subdue the heavy sword Wufeng and use him to fight, not her.