e-booksonline Chapter 132 Stigmata
Chapter 132 Stigmata
Without wasting time, Lin Cang immediately entered the White Snake Space.
If there is any mechanism in the secret room, White Snake can still block it.
Although White Snake has not shown any life-saving abilities, it is also because White Snake, who is unbeatable, used this move.
Lin Cang had been with White Snake for so long, and he knew intuitively that this guy would not die easily.
The white snake crawled into the secret room.
Lin Cang looked through the White Snake Space and saw the decoration in the secret room, which was very simple.
It is equivalent to a rough room with no decoration at all, surrounded by smooth mirrors made of special materials, and a small table placed in the middle.
There is a box on the table.
"This is it."
Face to face with the treasure, the beads in Lin Cang's mind became more active.
In order to prevent any trap, Lin Cang mobilized his spiritual power to form a half-meter-thick protective shield of destructive energy around his body.
Even the blow Lin Cang just aimed at the floor couldn't penetrate easily.
Afterwards, Zhou Yi controlled Lin Cang's God-Slaying Sword and opened the lid of the wooden box one by one.
Lin Cang couldn't help but think of those TV series he once watched.
There is always some hidden weapon hidden in the treasure.
Either a flying knife or poison.
Now that the spiritual energy is recovering, there may be more ways to do it, so we have to guard against it.
However....nothing happened.
"Huh..." Lin Cang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was worrying too much.
It wasn't easy to find this place.
Even if you find this place, the shell outside cannot be broken easily.
If it is really revealed, then the conspiracy set up against such a person is most likely just a joke.
"Is this...a sword?"
Lin Cang used his spiritual energy to hold up the sword and inspected it. There were no traps on the sword either.
The sword in front of me is illuminated by white brilliance from the hilt to the tip.
It looks exactly like a lightsaber from the movie.
Lin Cang tried to slash, and it was extremely sharp.
But sharpness is sharp, and Lin Cang has no plans to change weapons for the time being.
"How to use this thing, White Snake, do you know?"
The white snake stood on tiptoe, raised its tail, straightened its body, and looked at it several times with its snake eyes. After a moment, it narrowed its eyes and said:
"It looks like this is no ordinary sword."
Lin Cang was really speechless: "Are you talking nonsense? Even a blind person knows that the sword in front of him is unusual."
White Snake retracted his body again, as if he knew it well: "On the surface, this is a sword, but in fact, it is a sacred mark."
"Stigmata? Aren't these the scars on God's body?"
White Snake shook his head: "I have certainly read your human legends, but I don't know if God exists.
The stigmata mentioned by this snake is the shadow formed by the weapon carried by Saint's sword.
After the weapon reaches a certain level, falling snow will leave no trace and will not form a shadow on the ground.
Saint can create a shadow of this weapon in a similar way to creating a shadow. "
Lin Cang, who loves to learn, has gained more knowledge: "So what is Saint? Unfettered Realm or higher?"
White Snake pursed her tongue and said, "Well... I don't know about this either. I just know the name St. Mark and it's just a realm name I casually picked up."
Lin Cang: "What the hell, why is it so difficult for me to name it myself?
No, I just created the first magic lake in Xia Kingdom with my own hands, and no one can compete with me for this. "
White Snake added: "Although the phantom in your hand looks like a holy mark, it is too solid. It may be a defective product, or a fragment. Isn't there thirty-six rare treasures? Maybe What is the connection between them?"
Lin Cang: "This is the first time I heard that the solid ones are inferior."
White Snake: "The shadow cannot support itself and will absorb the surrounding natural light to replenish itself, losing its original power."
Lin Cang: "By the way, how does this thing work?"
White Snake: "Try to recognize your kin by shedding blood, uh... try to recognize your master?"
Lin Cang really wanted to give it a try. He had long heard that rare treasures require a drop of blood to identify their owners.
When he got the Spirit Refining Pot, he tried it but had no reaction.
It seems that not all treasures have the function of identifying their owner by dripping blood.
Lin Cang took out the nail clippers from his pocket, gritted his teeth, and gently picked up a small piece of meat on his index finger.
Sure enough, it couldn't be clamped at all.
Lin Cang circulated a small amount of destructive energy, and a small amount of blood flowed out from his thumb.
Lin Cang immediately wiped it on the white sword in front of him.
The white sword immediately began to tremble, "buzzing, buzzing" and shaking rapidly.
"What's going on?" Lin Cang was still thinking, and the flying sword suddenly wanted to leave his hand.
Lin Cang, with quick eyes and quick hands, pinched himself.
"Isn't this sword already recognized as its owner?"
Lin Cang immediately thought of this possibility.
It is not difficult for the country to try this clumsy method.
Not to mention, this sword is really powerful.
Lin Cang felt as if he had become an ordinary person, pulling a car.
Rolling his eyes, Lin Cang gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "There's no way to steal my things. I can't get it, and you don't want it either."
Lin Cang took out the spirit refining pot in his arms again and inserted the sword in his hand.
The sword was three inches long in the hand, but was easily stuffed into the spirit refining pot and shrunk to three inches in size.
Lin Cang quickly took a look through the gourd's mouth. The small lightsaber was suspended in the gourd, waiting quietly, unscathed.
A mark on his body gradually separated from the sword.
"This little sword can actually withstand the refining of the spirit refining pot!"
Lin Cang still remembered the last time the Xishan Provincial Government deceived him by saying that the biggest difference between exotic treasures and treasures is that the radiation will gradually disappear and eventually become ordinary items.
Lin Cang did feel intense radiation from this sword.
Perhaps that's why the place is unattended.
Or perhaps, the official does not want the exotic treasure to be carried by one person all the time, so even if the owner is recognized, the ownership is not directly granted and can only be taken back or used when special unexpected circumstances occur.
It took only a few seconds to put it into the spirit refining pot.
The mark on it disappeared in an instant, and Lin Cang took out the sword and prepared to shed blood again to identify its owner.
The freshly clipped wound has fully recovered.
Lin Cang had no choice but to use his nail clippers again, pinch out a small piece of flesh and blood, and then destroy the meat certificate.
Put blood on the sword.
This time it went smoothly, Lin Cang's blood was absorbed as soon as it came into contact with the sword.
The sword turns slightly red.
Lin Cang thought, and the sword circled several times in the air following his thoughts.
True swordsmanship.
Lin Cang controlled the small sword again and moved closer to him.
The white light sword slowly shrank, entered the back of his hand, and turned into a one-inch small sword shadow.
Lin Cang could feel that he now had a very powerful move.
I really want to find someone to try it!
White Snake noticed Lin Cang's malicious eyes on her and asked warily: "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Lin Cang: "I'm just happy that I have new skills, what are you anxious about?
Things are done here, and it’s time for us to leave. "