"Divid the spoils, divide the spoils." The last sentence Lu Haishan heard before his death was actually from the mouth of the spirit beast, and he actually heard a hint of excitement from that tone. The head fell to the ground, and Lu Haishan's eyes almost glared out of his eyes, leaving a dead person. The Qingyu Sword, which was originally floating in his chest, lost its spiritual support and fell to the ground.

Fang Yi picked up the Qingyu Sword, took out Lu Haishan's storage bag, and his hands shook and they all piled them on the island. "I promised that the Qingyu Sword is mine, let's see what you need."

There are not many things in the storage bag. Apart from some herbs, dozens of medium-grade spirit stones, and hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, there is nothing else.

"I'm really poor, I'm still a prestigious cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and don't even have a pill." Fang Yi curled his lips, put away the herbs, and pushed the spirit stones to the little devil. "Forget it, I'll leave the herbs, and all the spirit stones belong to you, please be satisfied."

"This, Fang Yi, you might not have hidden something secretly." The little devil was also a little stunned. He had done a lot of robbery. It was the first time he saw that he was so poor in the middle of the foundation building stage.

At least there are dozens of medium-grade spirit stones, but the little devil's eyes turned and did not put away the spirit stones. "Fang Yi, I can want all these spirit stones anymore. There is something in the thatched hut that attracts me, I just want that thing."

"Oh? Is it so attractive to you?" Fang Yi frowned. Looking back on the past, although the little devil often tried every means to get something useful to him, he had never been so urgent like this time. It seemed that he had thought of something, Fang Yi asked, "Little Devil, you teleported just now and could directly break through the protective light curtain of the Qingyu Sword. You should be able to teleport over this white light shield too."

"I don't know." said the little devil, "I'm not afraid of those lightning, but I can't penetrate the light shield by myself. As for teleportation, I dare not try."

"Don't dare to try?" Fang Yi glared, "What's going on?"

"Because of that silver stylist, I can try to break through the light cover with my strength, and I have tried to tear it with my claws, and it's okay." Xiaomofang shook his head and continued, "But whenever I have the idea of ​​teleporting in, I will inexplicably feel a huge danger, as if it's the silver stylist. I feel that as long as I teleport into that room, that stylist will definitely kill me, and it won't even have to wait for me to appear, it can directly cut through the space."

"Slash the space?" Fang Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "This way, I'll try to attack with my natal flying sword to see if I can break it."

"Sword Control, Aurora!" Fang Yi's natal flying sword was suspended in front of him. With the injection of spiritual power, the natal flying sword that was already a spiritual weapon quickly shrank. At the same time, the silver light gradually grew. The natal flying sword, which was originally less than ten centimeters, was as big as a little finger.

Aurora, the most powerful attack move in sword control, but it consumes extremely spiritual power. With Fang Yi's current spiritual power in the early stage of foundation building, he only reduced his natal flying sword, which was less than ten centimeters, to the size of his little finger. If he practiced to the extreme and exhausted all his spiritual power, he could even reduce the natal flying sword to the size of a needle. Once attacked, he could arrive within a thousand meters in a flash, and even break the space, like teleportation. Although Fang Yi has achieved some success in practicing sword control, he is still far from realizing the power of this sword control technique.

"There is such a technique in sword control?" The little devil looked at the flying sword that shrank to the size of his little finger, and couldn't help but tremble all over. It could feel the danger in it, and its power could definitely kill itself.

"Go." Fang Yi restrained the lightning from his natal flying sword and stabbed it onto the milky white light shield simply as an extremely small flying sword.

"Buzz." Just a little trembled, the milky white light shield rippled a few ripples, and then it returned to its original state.

"It can't be broken." Looking at the milky white light shield that has recovered as the beginning, Fang Yi was helpless and said to the little devil, "It seems that this thing has no fate with you."

"No, I must get it." The little devil gritted his teeth, "Fang Yi, try again, at least the light cover moves, you attack first, and then I will smash it with the Sky Thunder Bead, and then tear it apart with the claws."

"Then you have to wait a while. At that moment just now, most of my spiritual power in my body has been consumed by me." Fang Yi smiled bitterly, "This move is also the first time I have learned it just now. I didn't expect that the consumption of spiritual power will be so huge."

I originally thought that this aurora was so powerful that I would have another method to fight the enemy in the future, but now it seems that this sword move still has great disadvantages. It either kills the opponent with one blow, or just waits for death, which is even more powerful than the fighting style of fighting.

Hearing Fang Yi say this, the little devil became a little irritable, running around in the air, muttering, "What should I do? I'd known to have brought Lao Long with me, multiple people and multiple ways..."

"Hmm? By the way." Fang Yi suddenly remembered something, "Little Demon King, don't move around for now."

Hearing Fang Yi's words, the little devil stopped, and a golden light flashed and rushed to Fang Yi's head. His claws grabbed Fang Yi's hair and shook it, "Fang Yi, have you thought of a solution? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly, what have you thought of?"

"Don't make a fuss." Fang Yi reached out and pulled the little devil out of his head, stroked the hair that was scratched by the little devil, and took out the green jade sword from the storage bag, "This green jade sword can guide Lu Haishan to find this place. You said, is the way to break the light shield on this green jade sword?

"Yes, why didn't I expect, Fang Yi, try it." The little devil struggled in Fang Yi's hand and urged.

"I'll try." Fang Yi let go of his spiritual sense and slowly integrated into the Qingyu Sword.

"No response, it shouldn't be." Fang Yi frowned slightly, his spiritual sense passed through the Qingyu Sword, as if it was passing through the air, as if the Qingyu Sword did not exist at all.

"I can see it, and my spiritual sense can also see it. I can touch it with my hands, but my spiritual sense cannot touch it." This little green jade sword has completely exceeded Fang Yi's cognition. From the perception of the spiritual sense, it is similar to, I clearly saw it there, but I can't touch it. In addition to being shocked, Fang Yi let go of the little demon king in his hand, "Little Demon King, you try to touch it with your spiritual sense."

"This...this..." The little devil's performance was even more exaggerated than Fang Yi. After using his spiritual sense to explore, he even closed his eyes. Just like what Fang Yi felt, he could see but could not touch it.

"This is no longer an ordinary spiritual weapon." Fang Yi suddenly remembered the sound of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit in his mind.

"Juntian Ding, can you search for similar spiritual weapons from your memory?" Fang Yi asked through his spiritual sense.

"I can't see through the level of this green jade sword. Maybe it's a spiritual weapon, maybe it's an immortal weapon, maybe it's just a magic weapon." The spirit of the weapon paused a little and gave Fang Yi some time to digest it. "I can only say that even in ancient times, this thing was not something that ordinary weapon refiners could refine. I can't remember it clearly. The memory is too serious. I'm afraid that only if Juntian Ding advances to the immortal weapon, I can recover all my memories."

Fang Yi rolled his eyes in anger, "Okay, stop, I'll tell you the spirit of the weapon. If I don't talk to you in the future, I'll be angry and understand." He knew that to advance to the top-grade spiritual weapon, I need to use immortal stones. As for the immortal weapon? Fang Yi dared not think about it.

"But that's it." The spirit of the weapon said again with a little slutty voice, "I found that if the Juntian Ding absorbs more top-grade spirit stones, my memory will increase. Maybe one day I will think of some important things. For our future, how many more do you give me?"

"Give it to you." Fang Yi was impatient, but he was willing to give it to Juntian Ding five top-grade spirit stones. Not to mention when this guy will be able to advance to the middle-grade spirit weapon, even if he can occasionally think of some ancient stars, this top-grade spirit stone is worth it.

"The Juntian Ding doesn't know what it is." After sending the Juntian Ding, Fang Yi said to the little devil, "This light cover is not a magic array, nor is the lightning in it. If you practice the silver pie, you won't know what it is. Otherwise..."

The little devil's behavior today is a bit abnormal. His usual noisy and violent temper and his impatient temperament seem to disappear when they see good things. The little devil now looks a little anxious, like a child whom he likes to have a toy but doesn't know how to get his parents to buy it. This is the first time Fang Yi has seen such a little devil. It seems that the things in the thatched hut are indeed crucial to the little devil.

"Let's go and take a look." Looking at such a little devil, Fang Yi felt a little unbearable. After recovering some spiritual power, he took a few steps forward and came to the milky white light shield. He risked being struck by lightning and stretched out a palm and pressed it down. When he touched the light shield, a purple thunderstorm hit Fang Yi's palm. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance, and a thunderbolt would not hurt or itch.

The light shield just trembled slightly, as if a ripple spread out, and then there was no movement. Fang Yi retreated his hand, walked a few steps to the left, and then a few steps to the right. There was still no discovery. It was still early, so Fang Yi simply started around the light shield.

"Fang Yi, why not forget it." The little devil was a little depressed. Seeing Fang Yi circling around the light shield, it was not a big deal, so he adjusted his emotions and said, "His grandma, Fang Yi, I have decided. I won't go to Penglai Fairy Island. I want to be a pirate. I will increase my strength as soon as possible. When I reach the Demon King stage, I will teleport in and grab things. If there is anything, I will rob the bones and ashes. If there is a corpse, it will crush the bones and ashes. If it is robbed, it will burn the thatched hut with a torch. No, let Wei Mingcheng return to the secular world and bring me a few scabies. I will blow this island into pieces."

"Wait." Fang Yi, who was spinning around the light shield, suddenly stopped and stared at the silver horses flying in the light shield.

After watching for a while, Fang Yi quickly turned around the light shield, but this time, he always followed the flying trajectory of the silver styling. Occasionally, the silver styling circled above the roof, and Fang Yi also jumped up. After following the silver styling for more than ten circles, Fang Yi suddenly stopped and laughed, "I understand, I understand, so that's it. Little Demon King, I finally found a clue."

"Can it be opened?" The little devil looked surprised and was about to give up, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the sky was bright.

"No, but I have some eyebrows and eyes." Fang Yi pointed at the milky white light shield, "We only noticed the purple electric snake in the light shield and the light shield's own protection ability. The only thing we didn't think about was the silver game. You and I could feel that the silver game was extremely powerful, but I never considered anything else. I just wanted to see if there were any flaws, but I didn't expect that the silver game was running a little familiar. Then I followed the silver game for more than ten rounds and finally confirmed that if the light shield was laid into a plane, the silver game was the spiritual power of the swordsmanship."

In addition to being happy, this discovery also surprised Fang Yi. The jade slip that Qiu Haitao snatched was originally engraved with the three words "Sword Control" in addition to the jade slip. Judging from the content, you can practice until the late stage of foundation building. Originally, Fang Yi thought that this was an ordinary sword control method, and there was no specific name, but it was from ancient times and was indeed a bit extraordinary, so it was of some value. But now it seems that the spiritual power operation route of this sword control technique is actually the same as the silver pistol in the light shield, which means that the value of this sword control technique is far higher than the original estimate.

"What do you think of those, and how do you open this thing?" The little devil listened to Fang Yi talking endlessly, but never said whether it could be opened.

"I don't know yet." Most of the happiness just now came from a new understanding of sword control. At this time, I calmed down and found that it was useless to know. I really didn't know how to open the light shield.

"You get closer and try to use the sword-controlling technique." At this time, the weapon spirit sent a voice to Fang Yi.

"Oh? Do you know how to break this magic array?"

"It seems that there has been such a scene, and you won't suffer any loss anyway." The spirit of artifact said indifferently.

"Okay." Fang Yi walked around the light shield again, selected a position, and almost stuck it on the light shield.

"When the exercise is running, the palm of your hand is pressed against the light shield." The spirit of the artifact instructed again.

Fang Yi worked cross-legged, and one palm ignored the purple raser and pressed it on the light shield, and then began to guide the spiritual power in the person's body to continue to move according to the trajectory of sword control. One, two, the silver squid on the light shield seemed to resonate with the spiritual power in Fang Yi's body. The little devil not far away even felt a little joy from it. As the silver squid was running faster and faster, the milky white squid gradually faded and faded again. Until finally, the milky white squid completely turned into mist and disappeared, and the silver squid also disappeared. At the same time, the entire thatched hut was completely exposed.

"Swoosh" a golden light flashed, and the little devil had already rushed into the thatched hut. Immediately afterwards, Fang Yi also got up and walked in.

They saw that in the air in the thatched hut, there were purple crystals the size of rice floating, and around the purple crystals, there were electric snakes flashing.

"It's it!" The little devil screamed and rushed forward, while his mouth opened. In just a moment, the purple crystal disappeared.
Chapter completed!