Chapter 586 The Grave Was Dug

The birth of the Holy Spirit was undoubtedly a huge surprise for Wutian, which diluted the sadness in his heart.

Because this means that Zhan Shen has transformed into a holy weapon!

Naturally, Wu Tian couldn't hide his thoughts from the little guy. He couldn't help but shook his head and said: "You are thinking too much. Although Zhan Shen has given birth to the Holy Spirit, he is still one step away from being a holy weapon."

Wu Tian was stunned, and his spiritual thoughts spied away. The result was exactly as Xiao Wuhao said. The aura exuded by the God of Death was extremely strong, even several times higher than other peak-level imperial soldiers, but it was obviously not yet at the level of a holy soldier. .

"What's going on?" Wutian frowned.

"Actually, I am also very confused. Logically speaking, holy soldiers are the minimum standard for the birth of the Holy Spirit, but why did God-Zhan give birth to the Holy Spirit when he was still at the stage of the Imperial Soldier?"

Xiao Wuhao frowned and glanced at Zhanshen. Then he turned his eyes and looked at Feitian Fox beside him, his eyes were thoughtful. After a while, he moved his gaze to Zhanshen again, and his eyes gradually became brighter. Enlightenment.

After pondering for a while again, Xiao Wuhao looked at Wutian and said, "If I guess correctly, it must be because of Feitian Fox."

"Xiaoyi?"

Hearing this, Wutian and Shishi were extremely surprised, while Xiaoyi himself was also stunned, full of doubts, looking at Xiao Wuhao, waiting for his explanation.

"That's right, it's Xiaoyi. To be precise, it's its tears." Xiao Wuhao nodded and said that for a mature flying fox, a piece of meat can bring the dead back to life, and a drop of blood can turn bones into flesh. This is not a legend, it is true. does exist.

However, many people don't know, including the gods from the ancient times. In fact, the tears left by the flying fox when he was young are the most precious treasures. The vitality contained in them is dozens of times that of flesh and blood. more than.

But before, when Wu Tian grabbed the flying fox to avoid the blood rushing out of the cave, his tears happened to fall on the God of Death. In other words, it was after absorbing the tears of the Flying Fox that Zhan Shen gave birth to the Holy Spirit.

"So magical?"

Wutian looked at Xiaoyi in surprise, his eyes couldn't help but shine. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, looked at Xiao Wuhao, and said doubtfully: "This is not the first time we have seen Xiaoyi cry, why didn't we notice it? What about the magic you mentioned?"

"That's right! Xiaoyi grew up with me and shed a lot of tears. If it's like you said, then I don't have a lot of holy soldiers and no place to put them?" Shishi pursed her lips and teased, Obviously he didn't believe Xiao Wuhao's words.

"You don't understand this!" Xiao Wuhao smiled proudly and patiently explained to a few people.

"First, the flying fox must be in its infancy. Second, it must be in grief, and the tears shed by it will have great vitality. If it has exceeded the infancy stage, or has not yet reached the infancy stage, Or under normal conditions, the tears we shed are no different from our tears."

After pondering for a while, Wutian shook his head and said speechlessly: "Is your reason too far-fetched?"

"It's far-fetched, but it's all true. A great man once tried it himself. After coming to this conclusion, she was also shocked at the time. However, due to some reasons, it was not announced to the world. Thanks to him for not saying this. News, otherwise, the Feitian Fox clan would have been exterminated long ago," Xiao Wuhao said.

"Who is that big shot?" Wutian asked curiously.

"Boy, don't try to make excuses here. You will know when the time comes." Xiao Wuhao said lightly, and disappeared from Wutian's sight in a flash.

Shaking his head helplessly, Wutian looked at Feitianhu, a strange color immediately appeared in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi, can you cry for a while longer?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyi shrank her head and decisively hid behind Shishi.

When Shishi saw this, her pretty face turned dark immediately, and Wen said angrily: "Brother, what do you want to do!"

"Ha! It's nothing, I'm just curious." Wutian laughed dryly.

Suddenly, a feeling of dizziness, like a tide, quickly hit his mind. Wutian's body swayed. If Shishi's sharp eyesight and quick hands hadn't helped him in time, he would have fallen headlong.

"You didn't even notice after bleeding so much. Brother, you are too careless."

Shishi rolled her eyes at him angrily, waved her jade hand, and the power of light spread out. In just a moment, the blood marks on Wutian's wrist were completely repaired, leaving no trace at all.

Wutian smiled awkwardly. He couldn't say that he was distracted because he was thinking about Xiaoyi's tears! If she really said that, Shishi would probably go crazy immediately.

After steadying his mind, Wutian grabbed Zhanshen. The sword was still trembling violently, and the fluctuations in his heart of desire were getting stronger. He smiled slightly, but said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will drink enough in one sitting in a few days!"

Zhanshen seemed to really understand Wutian's words. He no longer trembled, his brilliance was restrained, and then disappeared without any warning. A strong spiritual fluctuation also spread out in the sea of ​​​​qi. Wutian was stunned for a moment, and looked inside the sea of ​​​​qi, but It was discovered that the God of Death was suspended next to the Yuanshen, slowly absorbing the power of the elements.

Moreover, Wu Tian also discovered that the cut on the blade of the God-Slaying Sword was gradually healing.

"It's amazing."

Wu Tian marveled, Zhan Shen gave birth to the Holy Spirit, and a fundamental qualitative change took place. He believed that the current Zhan Shen could smash some low-level imperial soldiers with no effort at all, and maybe even some top-level imperial soldiers. Can be destroyed.

"When will the left and right hands of the gods give birth to holy spirits?" Wu Tian muttered. After the left and right hands of the gods merged, they could exert the power of holy weapons, but after they were separated, they were only imperial weapons.

If both gloves gave birth to holy spirits, and then merged into one, I wonder how terrifying the killing power would be.

Thinking about it, Wu Tian couldn't help but look at Xiao Yi.

Shi Shi blocked Xiao Yi's front at once, looked at Wu Tian vigilantly, and said: "Brother, I warn you! If you dare to hit Xiao Yi, I will never forgive you in my life."

Although she was simple and kind, she could still see what her brother was thinking at a glance, so in order to protect Xiao Yi's safety, she had to take precautions in advance.

"You think too much. Didn't Xiao Wuhao say that Xiao Yi's tears would only be effective when she was in grief. Look at her now. She doesn't look grief at all. Even if I get tears, it won't work."

Wu Tian shrugged, showing that he was innocent. In fact, he said this with a purpose.

After the previous incident with the God Slayer, Xiaoyi's sadness had mostly disappeared, which could be seen from her misty eyes. That's why Wu Tian said these words, wanting Xiaoyi to remember the death of the Lightning Eagle and other fierce beasts again, and to feel sad again and cry bitterly.

As a result, Wu Tian was disappointed. Xiaoyi was sad after hearing these words, but she didn't shed a single tear. On the contrary, Shi Shi couldn't control her tears and flowed out, which made him helpless. He comforted her: "Girl, don't be too sad. I will slowly settle this account with the Forbidden Sect."

"Thank you, brother." Shi Shi forced a smile and spoke melancholy. Then she leaned on Wu Tian's shoulder, continued to sob for a while, and whispered: "Let's bury them!"

"Yes." Wu Tian nodded.

So, the three of them worked together to dig a big pit, collected the countless bones on the ground one by one, and put them into the pit.

This was something that could be done with a wave of the hand, but Shi Shi insisted on burying them personally, so Wu Tian naturally couldn't say much.

Half an hour later, looking at the white bones in the pit, Shishi's eyes were full of sadness. She clenched her jade hands and murmured, "I will definitely avenge you."

Wutian kept watching Xiaoyi with his peripheral vision. Seeing that her tears were about to fall, he was even ready to throw the left and right hands of the god over.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoyi suddenly discovered Wutian's abnormality and held back the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes. Wutian's face turned black and he wanted to kick her, but Shishi was there, so he dared not take action.

With a wave of his hand, the soil surged, buried the pit, and covered the white bones. Then Wutian reached out to wipe Shishi's tears and smiled, "Okay, don't cry anymore, you look like a little cat."

"Brother is the little cat!" Shishi burst into laughter, looking like a pear blossom in the rain, so cute!

After looking at the grave in front of her again, Shishi wiped away her tears and said, "Let's go! Let's go to sweep the grave for grandpa, and then go to the forbidden sect to seek justice for everyone."

Wutian nodded, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After such a toss, the original idea of ​​traveling and playing in the mountains and rivers also disappeared. Wutian flicked his sleeves and directly opened a door, and then the three of them walked in one after another.

"The taste of my hometown is still familiar!" In Long Village, Wutian walked out of the door, looking around at the familiar and unfamiliar scenes around him, and his heart was full of emotion.

"Brother, look at that!" Suddenly, Shishi exclaimed, and pointed forward, as if she saw a very terrifying picture, and her pretty face turned pale.

Wutian frowned and looked in the direction of Shishi's finger. Suddenly, it was like a thunder exploded in Wutian's mind. At the same time as his body trembled violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out!

With a whoosh, Wu Tian rushed out and landed in front of a pit. Looking at the scene in front of him, his body trembled wildly, and his eyes turned blood red in an instant. A monstrous momentum broke out of his body, turning into a terrifying storm, and rolled towards the ten directions!

Caught off guard, Shi Shi and Xiao Yi were directly lifted up with a muffled groan, and fell heavily thousands of feet away, but Wu Tian himself was unaware and just looked at the pit!

Because this pit is the grave of grandpa and the villagers!

However, at this moment, the tombstone disappeared, the soil was gone, and the bones of grandpa and dozens of villagers disappeared one after another. In this situation, how could Wu Tian not be angry!

"Who is it, who did it..."

Wu Tian's eyes were red, murderous aura burst out, terrifying, and his fists were clenched tightly together, but he didn't know that his nails had pierced into his hands, and drops of blood slid down and dripped on the dead leaves, hitting a crisp sound...