"I don't understand this yet, don't forget, there were a lot of seals engraved on the body of the knife before, and now that all those seals have been taken out by me, this kind of function is revealed. If this black knife is as you say, it will not fall into your hands. The stele spirit glanced at Xiang Tian angrily and pointed to the black big knife.

"The sealing rune on this has been taken out by me. But instead of destroying these runes, I'm keeping them for research, and if you're lucky, you might even get some knowledge about them. ”

"So powerful!" Xiang Tian felt more and more mysterious the more he listened, and when the stele spirit finished the last sentence, Xiang Tian's eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Things haven't gotten to that point, and you don't have to expect much. The stele spirit seemed to see what Xiang Tian was thinking, but he didn't say anything, but changed his tone and said: "But I advise you, it's better to unseal this black magic weapon now, I can feel that in the heyday of this magic weapon, it seems that no one in your sect can control it." ”

"Then I can control it? Don't forget, I'm just a little person at the fourth level of Qi cultivation now!"

"Stupid, isn't there me? Although you can't control the original power of this broadsword, I can urge the town boundary monument to suppress it. Besides, you want to unblock him completely, hmph, wait a few hundred years. The stele spirit glanced at Xiang Tian, who had a tangled face, and said with a forced smile.

Hundreds of years! Not hundreds of days? Xiang Tian listened to the stele's schadenfreude, but he was surprisingly calm, which made the stele spirit confused.

Xiang Tian didn't say anything more, and directly picked up the black big knife. Perhaps it was the reason for the slight rise in his divine thoughts, but when his divine sense swept over the sword, he was keenly aware that this black big knife had become a little different from the original.

The inky black blade has a hint of imperceptible silver, the heavy handle has also added a hint of dark red, and the tail of the handle has also been slightly deformed. The entire blade looks a little less gloomy, but a little more bloody.

Xiang Tian didn't know why it became like this, maybe it was because there were not enough ghosts hunting, so he didn't dig out the secret of this knife.

"In that case, let me see what the secret of your broadsword is. Muttering to himself, Xiang Tian took a deep breath and immediately sat down cross-legged on the spot. Under the series of battles just now, Xiang Tian had a certain degree of consumption in both mana and mind, so if he wanted to continue hunting ghosts, he had to rest first.

After about a cup of tea, Xiang Tian stood up, and at this time, Xiang Tian's complexion was much better than before. As soon as his footsteps lifted, he began to search the mass grave again, and if he was lucky, he might be able to encounter another ghost before dawn.

With his first experience, Xiang Tian began to be very patient this time, patrolling the perimeter of this mass grave. About two hours later, Xiang Tian, who was searching, felt that his hairs exploded, and he immediately jumped over.

Bang!

I saw a black shadow flashing, and a ghost creature attacked Xiang Tian's original place, but when Xiang Tian took a closer look, it was a humanoid ghost creature more than three meters high. The other party was only practicing qi at the first level, and its power was far inferior to that of a ghost thing in front of Xiang Tian.

Xiang Tian was not ambiguous, after another battle, this battle was much easier than the last time. And this ghost creature was also unaware in the end, and was hit by the former's black broadsword, dissipating under the black broadsword, and a white particle the size of a sesame seed appeared from it, and once again submerged into Xiang Tian's eyebrows.

Seeing that it was less than half an hour before dawn, Xiang Tian pondered for a while, and then set off back to the inn.

......

In the guest room, a young man with a handsome face and a purple and black power suit was sitting cross-legged on the bed. In front of him, I saw a six-foot broadsword suspended in mid-air, slowly spinning.

At this moment, a gray-black brilliance flashed on the young man's chest, but it was not easy to spot because of the slight similarity of the color he was wearing.

Snort!

In an instant, wisps of gray-black light as thin as hair shot out from in front of Xiang Tian's body, and finally fell on the black big sword.

The sound of clanging knocks was as clear as a pearl falling on a jade plate, and a trace of blood-red flashed on the body of the black big knife, and then the blood light burst out, and the gray-black silk thread bounced open.

"Obediently, it seems that this black broadsword is really not a mortal thing, it can shake open the silk thread of the town boundary in the town boundary monument, if it is not found in time, it will take a lot of effort to refine it. The young man looked at the large knife floating in front of him, and his horror flashed.

"Hmph, don't say these useless, after I use the origin power of the town boundary monument to suppress its spirit in a while, you will urge the essence blood to refine it, understand?"

"Don't worry, as soon as the time comes, I will refine it immediately. The young man's appearance was also a little embarrassed, beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down his head, his face was pale, and his whole body sat there swaying, looking like he was about to hang up.

This person is Xiang Tian, as early as when he bought this black big knife, Xiang Tian wanted to sacrifice it, if not for anything else, just for the Chinese seal on the knife.

You must know that the magic weapons used by ordinary monks can be refined with a little mana, and even if they are broken, they will not cause much damage to themselves.

However, the sacrificial practice is different, and the general sacrificial training needs to be cultivated with the master's essence, qi, and spirit, so that it can be more in line with the master, so as to increase the power. If it is destroyed, then the owner who is connected to his heart will also suffer a lot of trauma.

Another point is that because of the harsh difficulty of the sacrifice, and the need to continuously cultivate it in the future, the average monk does not have a few ritual weapons. And Xiang Tian wants to sacrifice this thing, which shows that his intentions are good.

When Xiang Tianzhen wanted to refine this sword, there was a big accident, that is, this thing could not be refined. Fortunately, there was a well-informed stele spirit beside him, and he broke through the mystery in one sentence.

"What you see is only the shell of the whole treasure, it has nothing to do with its core, and of course it will not be refined. If you really want to sacrifice this thing, then you have to find a way to bring out its core. ”

......

It was precisely because of what the stele spirit said that there was a situation where the ghosts were killed first and then refined.

Regarding the resistance of this knife, even the stele spirit had to admit that with the power of the town boundary that she could mobilize now, she could only barely restrain it, otherwise, with her character, where would Xiang Tian use essence blood to refine it.

I saw that the stele spirit took a deep breath, and actually stretched out his chubby little hand, and struck down several magic decisions in the air like a phantom.

A visible light burst from Xiang Tian's chest, and it actually enveloped the blood-red light released by the black big knife in one fell swoop.

"Looks like we need this. "The cute little face of the stele spirit is extremely solemn at the moment. I saw one of his palms stretched out, and a boxy spar appeared in his hand.

"Go!" the stele spirit grimaced, and threw the hedron onto the top of the black broadsword.

When the spar appeared on the black broadsword, I saw its brilliance blooming, and instantly pressed back the blood-red light. And the black knife also seemed to have met a nemesis, only to hear the sound of "buzzing", and then it was inserted into the ground with a sonorous sound.

"Take advantage of now!" Seeing this, the stele spirit immediately snorted.

"Use blood to resist qi, luck to concentrate the spirit, condense the soul, hold the yuan and return to one, swoop!" Xiang Tian did not wait for the stele spirit to finish speaking, but also saw the right time, read the law, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out.

"Let me in!" I saw that the spirit of the stele had a sharp expression, and quickly urged the town boundary stele to press the essence and blood spewed out by Xiang Tian into this big knife.

"Hum!" the black broadsword screamed sadly, and in an instant, the brilliance was gone, and it turned back into the plain black broadsword.

"Whew, ahhhh Monument ...... Call...... Thank you. When Xiang Tian saw that the black big sword had been refined, he felt dizzy in his head, so he lay on the bed on all fours.

"Hmph, don't think that such an unnutritious sentence can make this girl happy, since this matter is over, then I will go back. The stele spirit didn't expect Xiang Tian to actually say a word of thanks to her, but for a while she looked at a loss, and her little face was slightly red. Immediately, I saw Qi Jiao snort, stomped his feet, and turned into a streamer of light and drilled into Xiang Tian's body.

......

Two hours later, Xiang Tian reluctantly sat up, only to see him take out a jade bottle from the storage bag, pour out two pills, and swallow them in one gulp.

"It seems that this sacrifice is really not something that ordinary people can bear, and for the first time since I stepped into this cultivation realm, I feel that I am so useless. After the addition of the elixir, Xiang Tian's originally pale face also showed a hint of redness, and he immediately laughed at himself.

"You're useless? I'll tell you, just the strength I waited for before can be used to refine hundreds of magic weapons, if you are useless, then the entire cultivation realm of cultivators will not be ashamed and commit suicide collectively. The stele spirit seemed to feel Xiang Tian's depression, and suddenly sighed in his heart.

"Haha, I understand. After this period of contact, Xiang Tian can also feel that this stele spirit is a typical cold face and hot heart, and the relationship between the two is much better than before.

"By the way, when you helped me refine the black broadsword before, why did the spar you threw out in the middle look a little familiar?" Xiang Tian gasped slightly, but he was a little puzzled.

"Of course, what that spar contains is the sealing rune on the original black broadsword, and I used the town boundary monument to suppress its aura at that time, and that spar is the key to your successful sacrifice. After hearing Xiang Tian's question, the stele spirit answered Xiang Tian without thinking about it.

(To be continued)