Chapter 82 Soul Space, Tasteless Artifact

Seeing the drop of blood creeping into the golden leaves, the old man's eyes almost popped out: "I TM... Is this okay?"

At this moment, the old man felt that his three views had been subverted. Only divine tools could shed blood to recognize the Lord, and those who could recognize the Lord by dripping blood must be divine tools! ! !

But how can the artifact be so easy to come across?

"Think of me, Amos Crocker, throughout my life, rising from the end of the world, advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking through the shackles of the sanctuary at the age of fifty-eight, and being the best in the world!"

The old man's eyes were full of resentment: "It took only a short thousand years to reach the peak of the sanctuary, ranking among the peerless powerhouses in the mainland!"

"However, in my entire life, I have only encountered one artifact, and that is the God-killing spear that killed me. If this is the case, I am also honored!"

"How lucky is it to be killed by an artifact?"

"But what about you?"

The old man glared at Meng Lei angrily and shouted: "You are a little brat with no hair, but you have encountered the divine weapon three or four times. Are all the gods in the sky blind?"

"Old Dean, don't be dissatisfied, this is life!"

Meng Lei smiled, and fluttered his long hair in a very coquettish way: "Some people's lives are thinner than paper, even if they were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, they have no luck; some people are comparable to cockroaches. Live more exciting!"

"And I'm obviously the latter!"

He didn't say a word, if you know that Lao Tzu has a more buggy golden finger, you can't kill yourself by jealousy?

"Fuck your mother's life, I just refuse to accept it!"

The old man blew his beard and stared, and said angrily: "Why can you pick up a sheepskin and get a divine weapon? Old man, I have lived for thousands of years, and I don't have a single hair?"

"Look, look! This leaf is moving!"

At this moment, the surface of the golden leaves suddenly released a dazzling golden light, like a small sun!

Then, a strange scene happened:

Wherever the golden light reaches, trees, weeds, and vines grow like super hormones!

1m, 2m, 3m, 4m, 5m...

In just a few short breaths, with the golden leaves as the center, all the plants within a radius of five meters turned into "towering trees", and Meng Lei was directly... submerged!

"Damn! What the hell is going on here?"

Meng Lei looked at all this in a daze, completely stunned!

The old man is also stunned!

At this time, the golden leaves that caused all this slowly flew up, spinning in a circle in mid-air, and suddenly shot straight at Meng Lei's forehead!

"Do...what?"

Meng Lei was startled. His forehead was a vital part. If it was inserted by a golden leaf, wouldn't he be stuck to death?

So he instinctively blocked it with his hand, but the moment the golden leaf touched his hand, it passed through it strangely, and then continued to shoot into Meng Lei's forehead, and disappeared!

"Depend on!"

Meng Lei even touched his forehead and found that there was no sign of bleeding or injury. He couldn't help but feel relieved, but the problem was...

The golden leaves clearly got in!

How can it be okay?

"Stinky boy, are you alright?"

The old man asked nervously!

"It seems...it's okay!"

Meng Lei touched his forehead: "Old Dean, the golden leaf got into my head, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Should... not?"

The old man was also a little unsure: "I have limited knowledge of artifacts, and I don't have much say in it, but since you've already confessed your blood, it shouldn't hurt you... right?"

"yes?"

Monley blinked!

"Feel it carefully and see where it is!" the old man suggested!

"it is good!"

Monley nodded again and again, then closed his eyes and felt it carefully,

His current mental power is very strong, and he can completely scan himself and look inside his heart.

"You actually ran to the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Murray yelled!

Sea of ​​Consciousness!

Also called spiritual space, soul space!

It is the place to carry the spirit and accommodate the soul!

everyone!

Or!

Every living being has a sea of ​​consciousness, the difference is that some people can "see" their own sea of ​​consciousness, while some people can't detect the existence of spiritual space!

Generally speaking, as long as you reach the level of a seventh-level magician, you can achieve spiritual introspection and return to the spiritual space!

Of course, due to the generally weaker mental strength, warriors need to reach level 9 to do this!

The sea of ​​consciousness is like the universe!

Boundless, boundless, but extremely empty, a pinch of silver-white flames floated alone in the endless void!

Cool!

Reckless!

Lonely!

Destroyed!

It is like a candle hanging above the Guanghan Palace!

This is the soul flame!

The most core and essential thing of a person!

No matter how beautiful the skin is, it cannot resist the erosion of time;

The body is exquisite, but it may not be able to hold the soul!

The soul refers to the soul flame! ! !

The soul flame is suspended in the void, surrounded by a gray fog, cold and distant, it is the only light source in the boundless consciousness space!

The sea of ​​consciousness of all people is like this!

However, Meng Lei's sea of ​​consciousness is different, because above the soul flame, there is one more thing - golden leaves!

Yes, just that golden leaf!

It is suspended above the soul flame, like a lamp on a candle, swaying gently, and slowly revolving with the rhythm of the soul flame, exuding a vast and mysterious atmosphere!

"What the hell is this?"

Meng Lei was in shock. He felt that this "artifact" was too weird. Before he recognized the master and killed the gun with blood, there was a strong connection between him and the gun!

Through this connection, he can easily mobilize the God-killing spear!

But Gold Leaf is very different!

After he confessed to the master with a drop of blood, there was no connection between him and the golden leaf. Even if it got into the sea of ​​consciousness, Meng Lei still did not feel any connection with it!

gold leaf...

Like a dead thing!

It's like recognizing the Lord without a drop of blood!

You clearly see it squatting there, but you can't sense it, let alone command it, order it, it's just maddening!

"Who can tell me what the hell is this?"

Meng Lei tried to use his mental power to touch the golden leaf, only to see a "slender jade hand" composed of gray mist lightly touch the golden leaf!

The golden leaf is motionless!

Use a little force!

Still not moving!

Hit hard!

Just don't move!

Crazy mess!

Stand still!

"Are you really a dead thing?"

Meng Lei was a little crazy. He finally knew the pain of a tiger eating a hedgehog.

"Go go go! What the hell! The artifact of the fart!"

Meng Lei was so angry that he could only withdraw from the sea of ​​consciousness unwillingly!

"How is it? Did you find it?" The old man looked at Meng Ray eagerly and asked with concern!

"I found it, but..."

Meng Lei shook his head and told what happened in the sea of ​​consciousness!

"There is such a thing!"

The old man frowned deeply, and after thinking for a long time, he pondered: "This situation is really surprising, but there are only two possibilities!"

"How to say?"

Meng Lei was shocked!

"First, this artifact is broken, or it is a defective product, a part of a certain artifact!"

The old man groaned, his eyes gleaming with wisdom: "Although the artifact is mysterious, it is still a magic tool in essence. If the magic tool cannot be used, it is very likely that it is broken!"

"Damage of internal parts, exhaustion of magic nuclear energy, rupture of magic circle... etc. will cause the magic tool to fail to function normally!"

"What about the second possibility?"

"The second one is more complicated!"

The old man's eyes flashed: "The golden leaf itself is a very high-quality artifact, and your strength is too weak to be qualified to use it!"