Qin Tiexin took the jade pendant, first wiped the blood stains and stone powder on it with his hands, and then held it in the palm of his hand to look at carefully. Spirit Rune Inside the jade pendant are nested layer by layer, with a pole at the core The pale shadow curled up quietly, as if sleeping. Although it was so blurry at the moment that it was almost unclear, the weak and stubborn spiritual power fluctuations were exactly the same as the breath of Duan Xuan in the memory.
His fingers gently tightened and he held the jade pendant in his palm.
"This is it." His voice was a little tight, but he still tried his best to control it, "Senior brother, is the true spirit still here...?"
Chen Xi came over, looked down at the jade pendant in his palm, closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment.
"It's still there." He opened his eyes, "Although it was a little injured and the edges of the true spirit were somewhat scattered, the foundation has not been broken. Some of the memory may be lost by then, but it's not a big deal."
He paused for a moment, and there was a hint of certainty in his tone. "Golden Sun Sect can give her this level of life-saving Law Artifact, which shows that her status in the sect is not low. In such a large sect, there are many ways to damage Repair's true spirit. If you send Law Artifact back, there will naturally be a way for her to reshape her body."
Qin Tiexin After listening, the left hand holding the jade pendant tightened for a while, and then slowly loosened it.
He carefully put the jade pendant into the storage ring, and his fingers habitually touched the index finger of his right hand, where he usually wore the storage ring. The index finger was empty, with nothing. Then he remembered that the storage Law Artifact had been taken away as soon as he came in.
He put the jade pendant on his chest, and when his knuckles rubbed against the bare skin, his movements suddenly stopped. His fingertips did not feel the presence of clothes. He looked down at himself and realized that he was not wearing anything.
Qin Tiexin's face suddenly turned red.
It burned from the base of his neck to the base of his ears. He had experienced too much after waking up, including meeting his master, breaking his arm, recovering, the news of Duan Huan's death, and searching for the jade pendant. His attention had been dragged away by these things, and he didn't even notice what state he was in.
At this moment, I found the jade pendant and my mood calmed down a little. Only then did I realize that I had stood naked in front of my master and senior brother for a long time.
He subconsciously used his left hand to cover it, but then he realized that he couldn't cover anything at all. His body was much wider than ordinary people, and no matter how big his left hand was, it couldn't cover it completely. He tried to put his left arm across his chest, but felt that this posture was even weirder.
Luo Ling stood a few steps away, folding his arms, watching with interest as the blush on his face spread from his ears to his neck.
"What? Are you shy?" She raised her eyebrows, "Your senior brother and I have just looked at you, you little brat, you have a good figure."
In front of Luo Ling, who is over 200 years old, Qin Tiexin is really a little kid.
His face became even hotter.
Seeing that he was too embarrassed to speak, Chen Xi smiled and took out a set of clothes from Storage Bag and handed them over. "Wear mine first. It may be a bit too small for you, so I'll make do with it."
Qin Tiexin took it with his left hand, lowered his head and said thank you, senior brother. The clothes were folded neatly, and it was a gray cloth robe, made of ordinary but clean material. He unfolded it for comparison, and it was indeed a bit smaller. He himself was stronger than Chen Xi, and after experiencing the changes in the blood pool, his skeleton had opened up a little, so it would probably be very tight when he put it on.
But it's better than nothing.
He grabbed the collar with his left hand and tried to put his left arm into the sleeve first. After losing his right arm, the simplest task of getting dressed became extremely clumsy. The process of putting the sleeves on his left arm went smoothly, but when it came to pulling the collar to his right shoulder, his empty right shoulder made him unable to use it at all. The robe hung crookedly on his body, and the right sleeve hung empty at his side, like a cut cloth bag.
Luo Ling couldn't stand it anymore, so she took two steps forward, stretched out her hand to straighten his collar, and pulled out the hem of his clothes that was pressed behind his back. She tied the empty sleeve on the right side at the break of his right shoulder to prevent the sleeve from dangling in the way. She made it neat with a few quick movements.
She looked at the effect after wearing it - it was indeed a bit shorter, the hem only reached his hips, and the cuffs only reached above his wrists. It was a little tight on her body, but it was better than before.
"I'll get you some clothes that fit you when I go back," she said.
"Thank you, Master."
Qin Tiexin lowered his head and carefully stuffed the jade pendant into the pocket on the inside of his chest. The pocket was a little shallow, but the jade pendant was not big. It just stuck in the interlayer of the fabric and was close to the skin, giving a slight chill. He pressed the fabric outside the pocket to make sure that the jade pendant would not slip out, and then put down his hand.
Then he walked over to the blood pool and looked at the heavy black knife stuck crookedly in the gravel.
Edgeless.
He remembered that Edgeless was not with him when he was kidnapped, and he didn't know where Edgeless ran away from.
In the pink sea of consciousness, he seemed to see some vague fragments in his impression, but they were not real. It seemed that he had become extremely huge and was fighting a person with an equally huge knife, but those pictures were too fragmented and he could not piece together a complete outline.
He stretched out his left hand to hold the handle of the knife. The blade trembled slightly in his palm.
Qin Tiexin pulled Edgeless out of the rubble.
The moment he took it, he felt something was wrong.
There is no change in the appearance. It was the shape that he had specially trained before to best suit his posture, but the weight of Edgeless has changed.
Although the previous Edgeless weighed 6,300 kilograms, it was a bit light for him as Body Tempering Peak. Now the weight of this knife has at least doubled or tripled. When he held it with one hand, the weight of the blade was much heavier than he expected.
Or is it because I haven't fully recovered yet and my strength has become smaller?
But he didn't feel it was difficult. On the contrary, when he held the knife with his left hand, he felt an indescribable smoothness, as if the weight, center of gravity, and grip of the knife had all been readjusted to the level that best suited his current condition.
He even had a strange feeling that this knife knew better than he did what kind of weight and feel his current body needed.
He lowered his head and took a closer look at the blade. It was indeed a little different from the Edgeless in his memory.
All the scars on the blade have disappeared. The fine gaps, gouges, dents, and the fist mark he made on the side of the blade are all gone.
The blade is completely black, with no trace of cracks or repairs visible. The Sharpness degree of the blade has also changed. It is a more restrained Sharpness feeling that exudes from the inside out, as if the knife has just been reforged and was quenched and cooled while it was still burning red in the cauldron, the state it was in when it was first released from the furnace.
What surprised him even more was that there was an extremely clear feeling of closeness coming from the blade.
He has been with Edgeless for nearly three years, and the emotions on the knife have never been so clear. Before, it was just a knife, a very heavy and hard knife, but now it seems to have a consciousness of its own.
Qin Tiexin didn't think much about it, Edgeless was still Edgeless, his most reliable partner.
He carried Edgeless behind his shoulder with his left hand and found an angle so that the blade of the knife was slung against his back. Then he tore off a strip of cloth from the hem of his robe, bit one end with his teeth, and used his left hand to tie the handle of the knife and the strip of cloth on his shoulder together to fix the position.
After doing this, he walked towards the mysterious severed arm.
The five-foot-long withered arm lay quietly on the gravel, no different from a piece of charred dead wood. The golden runes on the surface had all converged, and it felt dry and cold to the touch.
Qin Tiexin squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold one end of the severed arm, and picked it up from the ground. The feeling of holding it was the same as before, but the moment his fingers touched the severed arm, he vaguely felt something moving inside his body, something deeper, like a thin thread deep in his blood being gently moved.
He looked down at the severed arm in his hand, and a complex thought arose in his mind. His broken right arm and the strange things that happened after he fell into coma were most likely related to the amputated arm.
At the last moment of his coma, he should have been taken away by this amputated arm. Why did he wake up lying in a cave, why was his right arm broken, and what happened during this period? Perhaps only the severed arm in front of him knows best.
He tentatively shouted in his mind.
Senior?
No response.
The severed arm was as quiet as a real dead tree in his hand, without even a trace of rune light shining on it.
He tried again, but still no response.
Luo Ling came from behind, looked down at the thing in his hand, and frowned.
"What is this?"
Qin Tiexin I don't know how to explain it.
"One of the junior... seniors." He thought for a moment and could only say vaguely.
Luo Ling stretched out her hand to touch it. Just half an inch closer to the surface of the severed arm, her fingertips were bounced away by a very weak repulsive force.
"You have a bad temper." She retracted her finger and snorted, and didn't ask any more questions.
Qin Tiexin tucked the severed arm under his left armpit, then bent down to pick up his right arm from the gravel. Looking at the two "arms", he couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.
The things he could hold with his left hand had reached the limit. There was no storage ring in his hand, which was really inconvenient. He could only put the two arms side by side and hold them in his hands until he found a Storage Bag.
At this moment, the voice of Chen Xi came from not far away.
"Master, junior brother, come here quickly." There was a rare excitement in his tone, "I found something good."