Chapter 691 There is still a baby
Looking at the poisonous dragon, Jingtian shook his head slightly.
In fact, Jingtian agreed with Binglong's decision in his heart. Judging from the fact that this poisonous dragon wiped out the entire fruit monkey clan, it was definitely not a righteous person.
However, Jingtian did not interrupt and gave all decision-making power to the Ice Dragon.
"Do chores for me?" The Ice Dragon seemed moved by the poisonous dragon's words and asked calmly.
"Yes, yes! I will serve Lord True Dragon with all my heart and effort. I will do whatever you ask me to do." The poisonous dragon promised in a flattering tone.
"Okay, you'll get a bargain. Just hand over your true soul." The Ice Dragon said lightly after a slight hesitation.
"this……"
When the poisonous dragon heard what the ice dragon said, it obviously hesitated .
"If you don't want to, then die." Seeing the poisonous dragon's reaction, the Ice Dragon's tone turned cold and he was about to take action.
"Yes, I am willing. Please accept my true soul, Lord True Dragon." The poisonous dragon wailed quickly, and at the same time, a black gas overflowed from its brows, and instantly condensed into a phantom the size of an earthworm.
Jingtian only then knew that the origin of the dragon clan's soul was called true soul.
This practice of handing over one's true soul seems even more cruel than a slavery contract, which only requires handing over a portion of one's soul essence.
And this is basically 60% of the soul's origin.
Jingtian didn’t know exactly how to control it, but it was definitely terrifying for the contributors.
The ice dragon didn't waste any time and immediately opened its mouth to suck in the poisonous dragon's essence.
The poisonous dragon's breath was obviously much weaker, its body collapsed limply on the ground, and its eyes had lost half of their spirit.
"Okay, let's go back. Don't forget my wine." Binglong said to Jingtian again.
Jingtian nodded. He had no objection to the ice dragon leaving the poisonous dragon behind. With a thought, he put the ice dragon and the poisonous dragon into the dimensional space.
Everything was dealt with, and only Jingtian and Aoshui were left outside.
"Sir, this time the harvest is not small. There is also a treasure here!" Ao Shui said with a smile.
Jingtian was studying the five peach pits. After hearing Aoshui's words, he immediately looked at him and asked in confusion, "Are there any more treasures?"
"That's right, you can guess." Ao Shui was obviously relaxed, and it was a rare occasion that he kept Jingtian in suspense.
Jingtian was not angry. On the contrary, he was very interested and looked inside the box.
What Ao Shui was talking about was definitely not one of the items in the box.
His eyes explored the surroundings, and finally stopped directly on the huge monkey statue.
Because in this cave, there is nothing outstanding except this statue.
Jingtian even thought of the two statues of his master and his mistress, which had been "resurrected" under special circumstances.
However, the head of this statue is broken, so even if it has some magical functions, they are probably useless.
at last……
"It must be that!"
Jingtian's gaze finally fell on the huge golden pillar in the monkey's hand.
"Sir, you are smart. This could be a high-level spiritual weapon!"
Ao Shui smiled and nodded, then stepped forward and punched directly on the stone pillar.
Crack...Boom!
After a real cracking sound, the outer layer of the stone pillar suddenly shattered, and pieces of golden material fell to the ground.
When the dust settled, Jingtian narrowed his eyes.
The original golden stone pillar disappeared, leaving only a bright silver iron rod about six meters long and more than ten centimeters in diameter.
This metal stick has a bright luster and even exudes a domineering aura.
There was no need for Ao Shui to explain in detail, Jingtian knew that this was a spiritual weapon of a high level!
"Is this a high-level spiritual weapon? It feels really powerful!" Jingtian exclaimed as he walked forward to pick it up and observe it.
It was about 15 centimeters thick, and Jingtian's hand was not suitable for grasping it. He could only hold most of it with difficulty, and pulled it hard...
Jingtian was shocked!
He couldn't even lift it.
The iron rod was not inserted into the ground, it just stood there. Although the height of six meters was definitely not light, Jingtian was a strong man in the middle stage of foundation building.
With one hand, he could easily lift several thousand pounds.
"Could it be a treasure of the same level as the measuring ruler?" Jingtian's eyes turned red.
"Of course it's impossible. The measuring ruler is a divine weapon, and this iron rod is just a high-level spiritual weapon. There is a huge difference!" Ao Shui said hurriedly.
The measuring ruler has an incomparable lofty status in the hearts of their God Servant Clan. Ao Shui was really helpless when Jingtian used it to compare with this iron stick.
"That means it's on the same level as my alchemy furnace and formation spear. Can it also change size?" Jingtian raised his eyebrows.
Now Jingtian has some understanding of the levels of spiritual weapons.
His forging ability is level four, and the level four quality weapons he creates can barely reach the standard of low-level spiritual weapons.
Jingtian has never encountered an intermediate spiritual weapon, but he already owns two high-level spiritual weapons, which were given to him by his two masters.
"That's right, but those of yours are just auxiliary spiritual weapons. This is a real combat weapon. If it fails to recognize its master, it cannot be moved unless your realm is high enough." Ao Shui explained.
"Then just recognize him as your master. It's just right that you will have a weapon that comes in handy." When Jingtian heard about recognizing his master, he said directly to Ao Shui.
Although Jingtian himself prefers to use a stick as a weapon, he is still willing to give this opportunity to Aoshui.
It just so happened that Ao Shui's previous triangular fork was broken. As it was also a long weapon, Jingtian thought that this iron rod was also suitable for Ao Shui.
"I'll try, but I feel like I may not be able to recognize my master." Ao Shui said with a smile.
Jingtian was a little confused. This iron stick was obviously ownerless, so how could Ao Shui not recognize its owner?
Ao Shui did not explain immediately. He stepped forward and flipped his handprint. A stream of blood spurted out from his palm and stained the iron rod.
The blood flowed directly along the surface of the iron rod without any reaction.
"It seems that my guess was correct."
Ao Shui gave a bitter smile, stepped forward, grabbed the iron rod, lifted it up with force, played with it for a few times, and finally put it down with a trace of regret on his face.
"What's going on? Since you can dance with it, it's okay to use it like this without recognizing its master, right?" Jingtian also knew that Ao Shui had failed to make the iron stick recognize its master.
"It's better not to use it reluctantly, as it will seriously affect my performance. Everything here was left by the Monkey King to his descendants. Only their bloodlines can recognize the master and use it. This is a bit like the relationship between you and the measuring ruler." Ao Shui explained to Jingtian.
"Blood of the same family...so is this memory jade token the same?" Jingtian looked at the two jade tokens in the box.
"That's right, sir. You can let Adu and Axing come out and try it." Ao Shui nodded and made a suggestion to Jingtian.
