The weapon in the Sauvignon Yearning was Heaven's Inquisition. In other words, it was a bunch of golden willow vines that looked exactly the same as Heaven's Inquisition, from the patterns to the design.
The Sauvignon Yearning broke the willow branch.
Chu Wanning's expression was uncertain as he passed the willow vine to Mo Ran. Then, he condensed a light in his palm and summoned Heaven's Inquisition. When the two weapons were compared, it was like looking into a mirror. There was no difference at all.
No one expected such a thing to happen. Even Mo Ran found it hard to believe his eyes. As a person who had been whipped by Heaven's Inquisition more than a thousand times in his previous life, he would never have thought that Jin Chengchi would give him an identical weapon.
What was going on?
Everyone looked at the Gouchen Upper Gong who was standing at the side.
The Gouchen Upper Gong was also very surprised as he said, "ā¦ There are actually two Wood Spirit Essences in the mortal world today?"
Xue Meng asked, "What does the Wood Spirit Essence mean?"
"Ah, it's like this." The Gouchen Upper Gong said, "There are five types of elements in the world.
Every person's Spirit Core would have one or two attributes.
In the mortal world, the person with the most talent in one element is the Essence of that element. For example, the Goddess Wushan was the Earth Spirit Essence.
However, normally, there can only be one Essence of the same element in a generation. The Wood Spirit Essence already exists in the mortal world today. Many years ago, I gave the best Wood Spirit Weapon to him. "
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Chu Wanning.
"When I was forging the five top-notch Divine Weapons, I originally planned to only forge one of each element.
The other four weapons did not have any problems during the forging process, but the Wood Spirit Divine Weapon actually broke into two in the furnace. "
"I thought that it was the will of the heavens, so I made two weapons out of the two willow branches.
However, I still thought that it was impossible for the two weapons to find an owner at the same time. Thus, I gave one of them to Ji Baihua and asked him to make a brocade box to prevent any evil people from coveting it.
But I didn't expect ā¦ "
Gouchen Shanggong shook his head. Just as he was about to continue lamenting, the willow vine in Mo Ran's hand suddenly burst out a string of bright red sparks. The flowing golden luster started to change gradually and finally turned into a blazing red. Mo Ran's mind was in a mess. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and said, "Ah!
Damn it! "
Chu Wanning wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Therefore, Gouchen Shanggong and Chu Wanning looked at Mo Ran with pity. Mo Ran soon knew why they had such expressions.
In fact, he had already thought of it himself.
When Shen Wu shone with different colors for the first time, it meant that it had submitted to its owner and wanted its owner to give it a name ā¦
Unfortunately, it was too late.
On the silver handle of the willow vine, three strong and powerful words slowly appeared. They were written in a picturesque style.
Ah!
Damn it.
"Ah!
Damn it. "
Mo Ran, "ā¦ Ahhhhh!!!!"
Although Xue Meng and Shi Mei did not know the rules of naming Shen Wu, they understood after seeing the scene in front of them.
Xue Meng held his stomach and laughed until tears almost flowed out of his eyes, "Only you can come up with such a name. Hahahaha, good name, good name.
Master has Tian Wen, you have 'Ah!
Damn it ', ahahahahaha. "
Since Mo Ran had already obtained Shen Wu, Xue Meng and Shi Mei each chose a weapon that they liked. Xue Meng chose a long sword while Shi Mei chose a short flute. However, both of their weapons did not shine with different colors. It was obvious that they had not been tamed and were not willing to submit to the two of them.
However, this did not matter much. They could always think of a way.
Therefore, they were in a good mood. At night, a banquet was held at the Spring Night Pavilion. Gouchen Shang Gong had never brought mortals to the Jincheng Pool before, so he invited them to stay for a night before leaving.
This was his first time hosting mortals, so he naturally did his best.
On the table, the guests and the host were slightly tipsy as they toasted each other.
After the banquet, Gouchen Shang Gong ordered the servants to bring the guests to their rooms so that they could rest for the night.
The guests' rooms were next to the Shen Wu Warehouse. When he saw the huge tree, Mo Ran thought of the 'damn it' that he had just obtained. Therefore, he could not help but summon the willow vine and look at it carefully.
It did not make Chang Xiangsi break the willow branch.
What exactly did that fox demon named Ji Baihua notice? Why did he say such a thing? And what exactly did he mean by that?
He had drunk so much that his thoughts were not so clear. He only felt that it was extremely strange. If Sauvignon Blanc was not wrong, then how could Chu Wan-ning be able to unlock the box?
Of course, he did not like Chu Wanning. As for Chu Wanning loving him deeply ā¦ it was a big joke.
As he pondered, he looked back at his master.
Unexpectedly, Chu Wanning was also looking at him from behind. When their eyes met, Mo Ran suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if it was pierced by something small and sharp. There was a subtle sweetness in it. Before he could think, he was already grinning at Chu Wanning.
However, this feeling only lasted for a moment. He soon regretted it.
He was so annoying, but why did he feel so peaceful and comfortable when he looked at him sometimes?
Chu Wanning looked indifferent. However, when he saw Mo Ran summoning the damn thing, he thought for a moment and summoned Tianwen as well.
He walked towards Mo Ran.
The damn thing didn't seem to have a good temper. Feeling another powerful Wood Spirit Body approaching, it spat out scarlet sparks. From time to time, a few sparks would explode and fall on Xue Meng.
It was actually in a competitive state.
On the other side, Tianwen in Chu Wanning's hand seemed to have sensed a similar aura. However, it had been with Chu Wanning for a long time, so it had already become very familiar with him. Therefore, although it was full of fighting spirit, the golden light around it did not become restless as if it had seen a ghost. Instead, it gradually brightened. When it saw that its master did not stop it, it became unusually dazzling. It was as if it had decided to let the damn thing see what kind of steady attitude an outstanding weapon should have in battle.
The two divine weapons were originally of the same breath and branch.
Now, one was a fledgling, while the other was a veteran.
One was emitting red light, jumping up and down like an anxious yellow-haired boy. The other was overflowing with golden light, like a peerless grandmaster, reserved and arrogant.
Chu Wanning looked at the willow vine in his hand and pondered for a moment. His gaze passed through the secret room's long eyelashes and fell on the damn thing.
He said, "Mo Ran."
"Shizun?"
"Pick up your ā¦" The word "damn thing" seemed to be a bit shameful. Chu Wanning paused and said, "Pick up your willow vine and look at it with me."
Mo Ran's brain was full of mush. He didn't know how to react. He pinched the space between his eyebrows and said with a bitter smile, "Shizun, don't joke around. Spare me."
"I'll give you three moves."
"I've never used the willow vine before ā¦"
"Ten moves."
"But ā"
Chu Wanning didn't waste any more words. With a wave of his hand, a dazzling golden light chopped down!
Mo Ran was shocked. His fear of Heaven's Inquisition was deeply rooted in his bones. He immediately raised his hand and raised his branch, blocking with the "damn thing". The two willow vines tore through the wind and snow and soared into the air like two dragons entangling each other. The friction burst out a string of golden and red sparks!
Although he hadn't learned how to use this special weapon, perhaps because he had seen Chu Wanning's moves for a long time, and Mo Ran was a gifted person, he was able to barely block Chu Wanning's attack.
The two fought for dozens of rounds in the cold lake. Although Chu Wanning went easy on him, Mo Ran's response was outstanding, which was really beyond his expectations.
Heaven's Inquisition's gold and the "damn thing"'s red danced like the wind in the waves. The moves were gorgeous, the wind was brilliant, and the lake water was torn apart by the fierce vines. Finally, the gold and red entangled together, evenly matched, and difficult to separate!
Chu Wanning's eyes were full of admiration, but Mo Ran was tired of blocking. He was so tired that he was panting, so he didn't see the look in his opponent's eyes.
Chu Wanning said, "Heaven's Inquisition, come back."
The fierce and hard golden willow vine suddenly became soft, like ice melting into spring water, scattering into little spots of light, and gently melting back into Chu Wanning's palm.
Mo Ran was still holding on to the "damn thing"'s blazing flames. After a while, he simply sat down on the snow, and his eyes were full of grievance. "I don't want to play anymore, Shizun, you bully me."
Chu Wanning said, "ā¦ I've already given you ten moves."
Mo Ran shouted roguishly, "How can ten moves be enough? You should have given me a hundred moves. Aiyo, my hand, my arm, it's going to break.
Shi Mei, Shi Mei, help me rub it. "He said a bunch of words like a clown, accompanied by Xue Meng's ridicule and Shi Mei's persuasion.
Chu Wanning didn't say anything more, and just looked at them quietly.
Maybe it was an illusion, but in the Icy Azure Lake, Chu Wanning slightly rubbed the corners of his mouth, as if there was a trace of a gentle smile. But that was only for a moment, and then he turned his head, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked at the thousands of strings hanging down from the huge tree. No one knew what he was thinking.
At night, Mo Ran sat in his own guest room. The room was covered with fine, soft, and pure white sand, and the walls were painted blue. With a spell cast, it reflected the clear and crystalline waves like the sea. The window was half open, and the pearl curtain hung gently in the evening wind. On the table was a lamp made of night pearls, and the room was warm and soothing.
In the middle of the room, there was a very big shell, and the inside was covered with soft satin.
The satin was very fine and soft. Mo Ran lay down comfortably on the bed, and then summoned the "damn thing". He held it in his hand and looked at it carefully. But maybe he was too tired, and he didn't play with it for long before he fell into a deep sleep.
The "damn thing" was pressed on his chest, flowing with a faint red light, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep with its master.
He didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up again, the first thing Mo Ran felt was a cold, and then there was an inexplicable strong pain on his wrist.
He gasped, covered his head, and slowly sat up. The return of consciousness made the unfamiliar pain on his wrist more obvious. He was shocked to find that there was a cut on his wrist, and the blood had already solidified, forming a ferocious blood cocoon.
What happened?
ā ā Where is this??!
Mo Ran opened his eyes wide.
As he gradually woke up, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar dark stone room. There was a small ventilation opening at the top of the stone room, and the cold light of the lake squeezed in through the small opening, barely illuminating this narrow room that was less than a foot long. The greenish-gray stone walls were wet and sticky, and they were glowing with a thin luster under the weak light.