MTL - Jiang Chao Ge and the Spirit Weapon-Chapter 3

Successive bizarre experiences caused Jiang Chaoge's brain to be overwhelmed. He couldn't be surprised, and only said, "Go up, go up."

When the two got on the horse, Jiang Chaoge pulled out his belt, tied the hands of the three princes behind him, and then ran the horse out of the city.

Fortunately, he had good equestrianism. Originally, it was only used for leisure activities, but now it has become a skill. He drove the horse that way, ran out of the air several miles at a time, and gradually moved away from the imperial capital. And the guards did not chase because they were jealous of the three princes.

The three princes immediately said calmly, "Where do you want to take me?"

Jiang Chaoge said impatiently: "How do I know." He still has a mess in his head. Anyone who has suffered like this will only become even more panicked.

"There is a village three miles west, and you can drop me there."

"Impossible." Who knew if there were any of them in the village.

"then you……"

While talking, a brown horse suddenly came out on the fork of the tree-lined road ahead. Immediately, an old man with a sloppy shirt was sitting. The horse walked very slowly. The old man was holding a pot of wine in his hand and drinking while walking.

Jiang Chaoge's horse is galloping. If he doesn't dodge his head, he will shout all the way: "Hey, let it go!"

The old man glanced at him, took a leisurely sip, and turned his head sharply, watching them intently, not knowing whether to look at people or horses.

"Get off!" Jiang Chaoge shouted violently. This tree-lined road is not wide. This "horcrux" is not the same as a normal horse. If you don't listen to his command, you just run away blindly, maybe you will really run into it.

The old man looked at them steadily, motionless.

As soon as Jiang Chaoge gritted his teeth and yanked the reins, the horse did not respond at all, until the three princes said, "Stop."

The white horse seemed to run out of power, suddenly stopped his feet, his forefoot was raised, and he almost threw them off immediately.

The old man walked over slowly on his horse.

Jiang Chaoge was full of hostility towards everyone in this world, he said coldly: "Are you intentionally blocking the way?"

The old man looked at it for a while, then grinned suddenly, "Ha ha ha ha, it's so interesting."

The three princes narrowed their eyes.

Jiang Chaoge pushed the three princes, "Let your horse go by."

The old man said to Jiang Chaoge: "An alien, you won't end well with him. Follow me, I can send you out of Tian'ao City safely."

The three princes looked cold, and the hands tied behind them secretly clenched their fists.

Jiang Chaoge said: "Do you know who he is?"

"Of course I know." The old man laughed strangely. "Come with me, the longer the time, the less secure it is."

"Why do I believe you."

"Because I am also a foreigner, I am from Chongming."

Jiang Chaoge was startled, that was indeed the name of a city in his real world.

When he was hesitating, he felt only loose, and the white horse disappeared somehow! His body fell to the ground. At the same time, the three princes jumped up into the air, and the bound hands broke away. He took a bone carving from his pocket, flung it in the air, and a short dagger appeared in his hand His body seemed to ignore gravity, turned around in the air, and flung towards the old man.

Jiang Chaoge couldn't believe the neat moves of the three princes, and he immediately understood that holding him was just a game. With such strength, he couldn't control it at all.

The old man also jumped up from his horse, brushed the ground and pulled out the sword around his waist, and the sound of the edge of the sword cut through the calm afternoon.

The three princes missed a shot and jumped to the ground.

The old man smiled: "Hi sir, you don't have a soul weapon, you can't win me with this thing."

The third prince played with the dagger in his hand, "Maybe try it." He drifted towards the old man with ghostly footwork, because it was too fast, he seemed to be flying, and in that changing figure, there was only his silver hair. Especially clear.

Jiang Chaoge finally knows how the three princes suddenly appeared on the six-meter-high altar. This step seemed to be able to fly off the wall. He was so shocked by everything today that he would be so undervalued. If the old man did not show up, the three princes would find a time mechanism to serve him sooner or later, I am afraid that he was led out of the royal capital just to swallow the antique knife.

The old man was not vegetarian. The old man's body was so flexible. He held the sword in his hand and attacked the three princes. After a short period of time, the two had passed each other and did not give up.

Suddenly, the old man took out several bone carvings from his pocket and threw them towards the three princes. The bone carvings turned into two black panthers in mid-air, and they darted toward the three princes. The three princes only used a short dagger in their hands to stop attacking the old man.

The old man caught Jiang Chaoge's horse immediately, and rushed away.

Jiang Chaoge turned his head and saw that the three princes were still fighting with the Black Panther. The shining silver hair was still clearly etched into his memory after many years.

The old man ran with him.

Jiang Chaoge opened his mouth and sighed heavily, he shouted, "Who are you? Why save me?"

The old man said, "Shut up, this is not the time to speak."

Jiang Chaoge didn't know whether he should believe this old man, at least it was not safe to be with the three princes, and the old man said that he was from Chongming City, and it might not be true. In short, these people threw out a bunch of things at every turn. He I can't protect myself now, I can only take one step at a time.

The two ran to dark at a stretch, and the old man brought him into a small village, found a farmer, stuffed a few copper coins and settled down.

As soon as Jiang Chaoge tried to throw the knife on the table, the old man yelled, "Don't move!"

Jiang Chaoge was startled. The knife was too heavy and his arms were shaking.

The old man said, "Slowly and gently put it on the ground."

Jiang Chaoge carefully put the knife on the ground. The floor of the farmer's house was paved with soil. As soon as the knife fell to the ground, the knife cracked out of the ground. His eyes widened and he didn't respond for a long time.

The old man took off his clothes, "I'll get something to eat."

After the old man got out of the house, Jiang Chaoge was paralyzed sitting in a chair, holding his head firmly, and he didn't lift it for a long time.

He has experienced more than half his life in this half-day. He has not been able to fully accept the world he lives in, and he is isolated, ignorant, and unable to find a trace of security from the inside to the outside. Weakness is beyond words.

The sound of opening and closing the door sounded. Jiang Chaoge smelled a scent. He was hungry for a day, and looked up according to the taste.

The old man put a bowl of batter in front of him, sat down aside, eating it, pouting while eating, a very fragrant look.

Jiang Chaoge hesitated and tasted it. The taste was average and too pale, but he was hungry early and swallowed.

After sweeping the bowl, Jiang Chaoge wiped his mouth, "Say, tell me everything you want to say to me."

The old man finished the batter, took a sip of wine and narrowed his eyes, "I've seen the mother-in-law of that little prince. It's so beautiful ..."

Jiang Chaoge patted the table.

The old man gave a small cough. "Where did you come from? What's your name?"

"Dongping, Jiang Chaoge."

The old man sighed, "I went to Dongping when I was young ... My name is Meng Sheng."

"Meng ... Sir, how did you get here? You have never been back?"

Meng Sheng smiled strangely, "Go back? Impossible."

"Why?" Said the prince, the Grand Master knew how to go back.

Meng Sheng's eyes were cold. "The Great Master ... Yes, he might know how to go back, but he can't send you back, and you can't approach him at all. You still have this heart temporarily and can feel better."

Jiang Chaoge said: "I will not give up, I must go back."

Meng Sheng laughed and laughed: "Every foreigner came to think about it, but no one ever went back successfully."

"I'm not them," Jiang Chaoge said firmly, "I must, I want to go back."

Meng Sheng looked at the persistence in his eyes, and for a moment hesitated, he seemed to be evoked some long memories, and was silent for a moment.

Jiang Chaoge asked: "How many aliens are there?"

"No more, no less, many are hidden."

"Why are they hostile to aliens?"

Meng Sheng said: "I'm telling you the reason now, and you don't understand it. You better understand the world first."

Jiang Chaoge sipped and calmed his heartbeat, "What kind of world is this?"

"This is ..." He didn't seem to be able to find a suitable adjective for a while. "This is a world where Horcruxes push everything."

"What exactly is a Horcrux?"

"The Horcrux is a tool made of a part of a dead beast's body. This tool seals the beast's soul. This tool can be a weapon, armor, transportation, daily necessities, medicine, etc. Horcruxes exist in any field you can imagine. Our horses are Horcruxes made from horse bones, and the two black panthers are summoning pets, grandma, precious, and all wasted on you ... "

Jiang Chaoge listened for a moment.

Meng Sheng's eyes fluttered to the antique knife: "The knife you took is a soul weapon."

Jiang Chaoge glanced at the old sword, and for a moment couldn't associate it with the high-end western-style horse and black panther's Horcrux.

Meng Sheng continued: "When there is a Horcrux, there are people who make and control the Horcrux. These people are soul-conscious people."

"Soul awareness?"

"Soul consciousness is born. Blood relatives have the highest probability of inheritance. Only when they have soul consciousness can they cultivate their soul power. With soul power, they can make or control the Horcruxes. People make up only one thousandth of the total population. "

"So, I also have a sense of soul?"

"Yes, that's why you got here."

Jiang Chaoge suddenly became angry. "There are a lot of people in this world who have a sense of soul. Why do we have to pull foreign aid?"

Meng Sheng shook his head. "It's not clear, but there must be a relationship between the two worlds."

Jiang Chaoge looked at his hand, "Why did you not feel the soul power you said?"

"Because you have never cultivated, the soul power of a person is very weak. Only through cultivation and learning can one become strong."

"What about this knife? What is it?" Jiang Chaoge looked at the troubled knife with a mixed mood.

"This knife ..." Meng Sheng came over and touched the blade with his fingers like dead branches. There was a hint of light in the cloudy eyes. He closed his eyes and seemed to be feeling something. Open your eyes. "Of all Horcruxes, the status of the Horcrux is the highest."

Jiang Chaoge raised an eyebrow. "Imagine it."

"The powerful soul soldiers, combined with the powerful soul weapons, can make a million enemies, so the soul weapons are the most enticing and dangerous things in the world."

"This knife is a very powerful soul weapon?"

"From your description of the scene where you saw it, and the little prince's attitude towards it, this should be a heavenly soul weapon."

"Heaven?"

"Soul weapons are divided into four levels, Tianxuan Dihuang."

"What do you mean?"

"Yellow-level soul weapons are soul weapons made by ordinary beasts. Most of them are tigers, leopards, wolves, and so on. They are the lowest-level soul weapons and can be used by ordinary people without soul power. Manufactured by special beasts, there are many additional attributes, such as toxicity, corrosiveness, magical, cold and heat effects, etc .; mysterious soul weapons, made from rare monsters and spirits, require superb soul power to control. Moreover, it can summon the beast soul and exert its powerful strength; the sky-level soul weapon, which is manufactured by strange beasts more than a thousand years old, is spiritual, and can only make an agreement with one soul soldier at the same time. The condition of the agreement is not the soul. The strength is the combination of soul consciousness, which can be cultivated, and the soul consciousness is innate. The number of heavenly soul weapons is scarce, and the soul consciousness that fits with it requires a strong soul force to work, otherwise it will be backswept. The soul soldier of the heavenly soul weapon can not only summon the beast soul to fight, but also the human appearance of the alien beast. It is the pursuit of all soul soldiers for a lifetime. Before the soul weapon of the heavenly soul weapon has no agreement with the soul soldier, it will exceed Jack, who can pick it up, just Soul to know people and it fit. "

Jiang Chaoge heard cold sweats. If he was holding a Heavenly Soul weapon, it ’s no wonder those people were going to catch him. If you think about the scene at the time, they are probably picking a matching soul soldier for this knife. He was stirred by the game and took the knife, but what about the knife? He had no soul power to use. However, listening to this powerful weapon, he was quite proud of it. This was simply an arrangement of destiny. As soon as he passed, he just picked up the top-level soul weapon that fit his soul. This was also a good start. At least With strong force, he had the hope of returning to his original world. He was excited: "So, I have the best weapon in the world."

Meng Sheng touched his beard. "In fact, there is a soul weapon above the heavens. It is a legend."

"Oh? What legend?"

Meng Sheng's eyes were full of longing, "The legendary heaven-level, and god-level soul weapons, are soul weapons made of unique ancient beasts between heaven and earth. The power is powerful enough to destroy the heaven and earth, but The spirit beast born of the essence of the sun and the moon, ah, call the wind and rain, move the mountains and the sea, it is not a problem. Such a soul weapon should be no one can control. There are prophecies that refer to god-level soul weapons, both of which are extinct. Disasters are linked, and if god-level soul weapons really exist, humans may have come to an end. "

Jiang Chaoge is not interested in those unrealistic legends. "If I am really a heaven-level soul weapon, that means that I may summon the beast soul, or its human face?"

"Of course, all beasts over a thousand years can be humanized."

Jiang Chaoge suddenly became interested. He rubbed his hands. "How can I summon it up?"

Meng Sheng smiled mysteriously, "Do you want to call it out?"

"Since I and it ... fit, can't I summon it?"

"Yes, I can help you with my soul power, but only once, borrowing soul power will deplete my cultivation."

Jiang Chaoge suddenly guarded, "Why do you help me so?"

Meng Sheng laughed: "Because I also want to know what kind of beast this heavenly soul weapon is."

Jiang Chaoge thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, "Come on." He didn't know how his destiny could be worse. He might as well give it a try, in case the summoned things were particularly powerful, it would not be equivalent to finding a bodyguard .

Meng Sheng's eyes flashed a sly light, fleeting. He grabbed Jiang Chaoge's wrist, closed his eyes, and muttered something in his mouth.

Jiang Chaoge soon felt his body heating, and a warm current poured into his body along the arms that they touched. That felt very real. He seemed to be able to "see" the flow of soul power in his body.

Within a minute, Meng Sheng let go of his hand, sweating profusely.

Jiang Chaoge shook his arms, nothing special.

"Try it, hold this knife, and think that you want to see it."

Jiang Chao Geben is an atheist who ca n’t make money. He only believed in money in his life, but what happened today is too subversive. He listened to such an idealistic theory. He did n’t frown, really holding the knife. Dreamed in my mind.

This knife ... what exactly is its beast soul? What might it be? How does it look like a human? Is it male or female?

Thinking about it that way, he felt the faint soul power in his body again, lingering into the blade, and the blade shimmered. Soon, a human figure appeared in front of them!

The room was suddenly full of light, as bright as day, and they were pushed out with a force, and they took several steps to stabilize their bodies. Their hearts were suffering an indescribable sense of oppression, like a giant plug. The room was full, and it was scary. Not only goosebumps came out, but the back was cold!

The ghost image finally materialized, and a young child appeared in front of them!

Both were stunned.

The child was about three or four years old, with a fair face like porcelain, black hair like black hair, a crown tied to his head with black blond hair, and a long hair and ankle. Shenghui. The child is extremely beautiful and not as mortal. He was wearing a black robe with black gold threads, and he was so young, but he had a distinguished temperament that could not be ignored.

Although Jiang Chaoge knew what he was going to do from the beginning, he really summoned a person and scared him. But ... uh, why are children? He looked at Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng was innocent, "It must be that your soul power is too weak."

Unexpectedly, the child spoke, and his voice was so cold that he dropped the ice mule, "Fool, waste, who allows you to call me!"

Jiang Chaoge raised an eyebrow.

The child looked very angry, his little black eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was despised: "It actually made me look like this, waste!"

Jiang Chaoge took a deep breath and looked at Meng Sheng again.

Meng Sheng grabbed his hair, some gloating, "I was looked down upon by the soul weapon because the soul power was too weak. I really saw it for the first time ..."