EBE Chapter 348 Sword Spirit
Chapter 348 Sword Spirit
"Of course!"
Xiao Wanwan's eyes were clear and sincere. She smiled and nodded, then put the scroll into the hunchbacked old man's hands.
The hunchbacked old man carefully stroked the scroll in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would break it if he used a little force.
At this moment, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, his lips were trembling and tears were streaming down his face.
Back then, they served the gods, but the gods did not give their Cangyi tribe any cultivation techniques.
"Thank... Thank you, Goddess!"
The hunchbacked old man's voice choked with sobs, and he swore secretly in his heart.
From now on, their Cangyi tribe will always be loyal to the goddess before them.
"Grandpa, no need! I won't say goodbye to you all. Goodbye!"
As soon as Xiao Wanwan finished speaking, she disappeared from the hunchbacked old man's sight in a flash.
"Woooooooo..."
The hunchbacked old man looked in the direction where Xiao Wanwan disappeared and couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Ah Wei, who was singing and dancing with everyone in the venue, couldn't help but feel extremely anxious when he saw his grandfather crying loudly.
He strode up to the hunchbacked old man and supported him somewhat helplessly.
Everyone in the field couldn't help but stop and look at the hunchbacked old man in confusion.
"Village chief, what's wrong with you? Where is the goddess?"
"Yes, yes, why are you crying, Village Chief?"
"Village chief, please speak up! I'm so anxious!"
Everyone gathered around and asked the hunchbacked old man questions.
The hunchbacked old man suppressed his inner excitement and wiped away his tears.
"Men of the Cangyi tribe, we are saved!"
For a moment, everyone looked at the hunchbacked old man in some confusion.
"Village Chief, what you said is a bit strange. Why can't people understand it?"
A young man who was about the same size as Awei scratched the back of his head in a foolish manner.
The hunchbacked old man did not respond to him, but glanced around at everyone with his old eyes.
"Everyone, please be quiet. I have something important to announce to you."
As the village chief of the Cangyi tribe, the hunchbacked old man has supreme prestige.
In an instant, the chattering crowd in the venue suddenly quieted down.
The hunchbacked old man nodded with satisfaction. He solemnly raised the scroll in his hand and spoke slowly.
"The goddess has passed away. This is the cultivation method that the goddess gave to our Cangyi tribe. From now on, our Cangyi tribe can also practice it."
Everyone present knelt on the ground at the same time, clasped their hands together and bowed devoutly.
"Thank you, goddess, for the cultivation technique!"
The people of the Cangyi tribe have an extremely loyal heart from generation to generation.
Xiao Wanwan, who was galloping through the dense forest, suddenly stopped without any warning.
Xiao Wanwan frowned slightly, a look of doubt on her face.
Because just now, she keenly noticed that there was something strange inside her body.
The feeling was very subtle, as if a weak but clearly discernible force was slowly seeping into her meridians and dantian.
"This is……?"
Xiao Wanwan murmured softly, secretly pondering the source and nature of this strange power.
A moment later, a thought flashed through her mind like lightning:
"Could this be the legendary power of faith?"
Thinking of this, a glimmer of surprise and disbelief flashed in her eyes.
Although she still had some doubts in her heart, as her perception of this power became clearer, Xiao Wanwan couldn't help but feel a surge of ecstasy deep in her heart.
You know, the power of faith is an extremely rare and powerful source of power.
If she could use it properly, her strength would be greatly enhanced.
Xiao Wanwan looked back at the location of the Cangyi tribe and couldn't help but grin.
What a sincere and lovely group of people!
Thinking of this, she took out the small wooden box given to her by the hunchbacked old man.
Anything that can cause the ancient sword in the sea of consciousness to move abnormally must be no ordinary item.
Xiao Wanwan slowly opened the small wooden box, and inside was a crystal clear red gem.
Although she was now familiar with all the treasures in the fairy world, she could not recognize this ruby.
Xiao Wanwan reached out and took the gem in her hand, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully, muttering to herself.
"It's just a red gem! Why did the ancient sword make such a noise then?"
At this moment, the ancient sword in her sea of consciousness trembled again.
The ruby in Xiao Wanwan's hand was out of control, slipping out of her hand and sinking into her forehead.
"Fuck, Gu Jian, you have no martial ethics!"
She couldn't help but curse. Before she could see clearly, the ancient sword was forcibly taken away.
Xiao Wanwan slowly sank her spiritual consciousness into the sea of consciousness. When her spiritual consciousness touched the mysterious ancient sword, her eyes were instantly attracted by a ruby shining with bright light on the hilt.
I saw that the ruby and the hilt of the ancient sword fit together perfectly, as if they were born as one.
"I see!"
Xiao Wanwan nodded in sudden realization, finally understanding that this ruby was not an ordinary thing, but an indispensable part of this ancient sword.
"Owner!"
Just as she was thinking to herself, suddenly, a soft and sweet voice flowed into Xiao Wanwan's ears like a clear spring.
The voice sounded like a child's coquettishness, with a hint of innocence.
Xiao Wanwan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body trembled violently.
She was utterly astonished. How could a child's voice suddenly emanate from the depths of her consciousness? This was truly unbelievable.
"who is it?"
She looked around suspiciously, trying to find the source of the sound.
But there was nothing around except the endless nothingness, the quietly floating ancient sword, and the ancient zither beside him.
"Master, it's me. I'm right in front of you."
The voice rang out again, accompanied by the slight vibration of the ancient sword in the sea of consciousness, and the joy contained in it was even more clearly audible.
"It's you?"
Xiao Wanwan widened her eyes and stared at the ancient sword in disbelief.
It was beyond her imagination that a cold and hard ancient sword could actually speak.
Could it be that... this ancient sword has a sword spirit?
As soon as this thought flashed through her mind, an irrepressible ecstasy surged in her heart.
"Yes, it's me!"
The blade of the ancient sword trembled slightly again.
"Too bad I can't come out now!"
There was a hint of regret in the sticky sound, even though the sword had been restored.
However, the damage was too great back then and he was unable to condense his body.
When it fully recovers, it can transform into a human form to accompany its master.
"Why can't you come out?"
Xiao Wanwan was stunned. The ancient sword had now been fully restored.
"My strength is not enough."
The sword spirit's voice was filled with helplessness. Don't worry, just give it some time.
"Not enough strength? Is there anything I can do?"
Xiao Wanwan looked at the ancient sword in front of her, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart.