Peerless Spirit Master

   Chapter 189 The chess game set ten thousand years ago! (one more)

   "Let's talk about it, what can you do?" Qing Yunge raised her chin and motioned for Sword Spirit to speak.

After waiting for the permission of his own sword master, the sword spirit immediately raised his eyebrows: "Master, you also know that the Isle of Reincarnation is the residence of the undead, and some of the undead are intelligent beings who cannot be reincarnated for some reason after they die. turned into a creature."

   "So my suggestion is, if you die, Master, you can naturally go to the Isle of Reincarnation!"

   Hearing this sentence, the blue veins on Qing Yunge's forehead throbbed violently, she gritted her teeth and sneered: "...I really thank you for the proposal to let me die."

   Just know that feathers are unreliable!

   How can she find the next sword soul when she is dead?

   No, she will really be **** off if she stays here any longer.

  What an encyclopedia, it is simply misleading.

   "Master, do you think what I said is right? Hey, why did you go away, Master!" When Sword Spirit was spitting, he was suddenly dumbfounded, "Master, I think what I said makes sense!"

  Because he found that there was no one in front of him. If it wasn't for the broken spar still lying on the ground, he would have thought he had seen a ghost just now.

Wait!

  If the master is gone, does that mean that he will be...

  The sword spirit was stiff, and before he could float to the side, he heard a cheerful bird call from behind: "Come on, Feather, let's continue playing."

   In the Qixuan space overflowing with flames, a certain spirit fled frantically, shouting as he ran, "Ah, ah, ah, Lord, save your life!"

   Qing Yunge, who came out of the Seven Profound Space, didn't know that there was another chasing battle going on there. What she was concerned about now was how she would get to the Isle of Reincarnation.

   You can't really die, can you?

  Qing Yunge's mouth twitched, and quickly suppressed the thought.

   But it seems... even those ancient books did not record how to get to the Isle of Reincarnation, which is a bit difficult.

   And what's even more strange is, why would the Earth attribute Sword Soul go to the Isle of Reincarnation?

   It stands to reason that the location of the sword soul should correspond to its attributes. For example, the red sword soul is in the Raging Flame Mountains. Why is there such a big difference this time?

   Just when Qing Yunge was thinking about how to solve the third sword soul, everyone knew that the Isle of Reincarnation at this moment welcomed a special guest.

   It was a cold and barren ruin. It could be vaguely seen that there was a glorious and prosperous dynasty here, but for some unknown reason, it became what it is today.

  There are wandering undead on the ruins, their faces are expressionless, and they look like they were alive.

   There is no need to eat or drink, but they are trapped here and cannot move half a step.

   This is the edge of the island of reincarnation, and in the very center of the island, there is a city.

   There is the stronghold of the undead, guarded by death knights, and the wandering undead have no right to enter.

  The undead family is also divided into many types. In addition to dead intelligent beings, there are also cursed creatures such as skeletons, abominations, ghouls, and gargoyles. Their faces are hideous and terrifying.

   Compared with the demon family, which is noble, decadent, and elegant, the undead have always been detested by other races.

  Because they should not be born, they are unclean, cursed, and ugly, but they have a place among the nine tribes because of the deviation of the creator.

   It's not that there are no races trying to attack the Isle of Reincarnation, but for some reason, none of the troops that have stepped into this island have been successful.

   And those knights who came back didn't know what they saw, they were like crazy.

   Over time, there is no race to pay attention to the Isle of Reincarnation.

   The undead family is not easy to mess with. Although they are dead creatures, they are extremely capable of fighting.

   An ordinary skeleton warrior can beat a dragon knight, not to mention a more advanced diamond skeleton.

   This is also why the Isle of Reincarnation can even ignore the realm of the Nine Serenities.

   It is rumored that the guardian of the undead family is a necromancer. No one knows what "he" is called, and no one has seen the real appearance of "he".

   Even in the thousand-year-old Guardian Conference, this necromancer never showed his appearance at all.

  'He' is very mysterious, and his trail is very strange.

  The city in the center of the Isle of Reincarnation is the domain of 'He', but 'He' never shows up on his own initiative, and the management has always been left to the Skeleton Lord.

   Therefore, this city is also known as the City of Bones.

  The Isle of Reincarnation has three major cities. In addition to the city of bones, there are also the city of ashes and the city of death, where the skeleton family, the necromancer family and the death knight family are stationed respectively.

   And today, an outsider stepped into the city of ashes.

  The City of Ashes not only has necromancers, but also frost dragons raised by necromancers.

  The Frost Dragon, also known as the Ice Dragon, has extremely strong attack power.

  The city of ashes is full of frozen ruins and broken walls. It looks extremely barren. The cold breath enters the bone marrow, and even the speed of blood flow becomes slow.

  However, this outsider only wore a thin green shirt. He had a clear face, a scholar's unique temperament, long eyebrows and a calm expression.

  If Qing Yunge was in the Isle of Reincarnation, she would definitely recognize that this outsider was the mysterious ferryman she saw in Nanhuai City in the past.

  The ferryman didn't seem to see the two frost giants staring at him in front of the city gate, and went straight into the city of ashes.

   And after seeing the ferryman, the necromancers in the city of ashes, as if they didn't see them, still do their own things.

  The necromancer is divided into two types, one is born naturally, and the other is converted.

   There are rumors that a certain emperor of the human race specifically pleaded with the guardian of the undead family to turn him into an immortal necromancer in order to pursue immortality.

  If a person becomes a necromancer, he will lose the memory of his life and live unconsciously.

  The necromancer can turn the living into the dead, and the dead into the living. Of course, this kind of life is not a real life, because after being resurrected from the dead, there will be no heartbeat and no emotions.

   Among the many necromancers, the strongest is the guardian, and ‘he’ is also the first necromancer in the world.

  The ferryman walked through the dilapidated promenade, past the black altar, and all the way to the deepest temple in the city of ashes.

   He stopped at the door of the temple, stared for a while, then got up again, and went inside.

The    temple is the place where necromancers study dead creatures. However, at this time, there is no necromancer here, and it looks extremely empty.

  The cold wind came, blowing the broken curtain.

  The thirty-four columns used to support the temple can be seen with traces of time, and the walls are engraved with ancient and elegant intricate patterns, like some kind of spell.

  There are rumors that this temple is the place where the reincarnation monarch once lived, so it is called the temple of reincarnation.

   "The old friend is here." In the silence, the ferryman suddenly laughed, "Why, are you even going to hide from me?"

Before the    voice came to the ground, the wind grew louder, the curtain was blown, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up.

   In the next second, another figure appeared within seconds of the huge god.

  The person who came was wearing a dark blue cloak and a skull mask on his face. The skin exposed in the air was as pale as paper and bloodless.

   The cold and slender fingers are holding a scepter. Above the scepter is a blue crystal ball. The situation in the crystal ball is changing, and it looks very strange.

   "I heard people from Shenxuan Island say that you have disappeared for a long time." Although the voice was hoarse and low, it was still a female voice, "I didn't expect you to come to the Nine Clan."

   At this time, she raised her head and put the scepter in her hand aside.

   She raised her hands and took off the hat that came with her cloak, revealing her long gray hair.

"It's just that I don't want to stay there any longer." The ferryman's eyes narrowed slightly, but soon returned to normal, he smiled genially, "And I'm getting old and I can't stay any longer, so I want to come out for a walk. , and take a look at what the nine clans look like today."

"It's still the same." The woman raised her right hand, and saw a stone table and two stone chairs appearing out of thin air on the ground, she sat down, and said lightly, "Compared to the human emperor and the beast king, I think I am more relaxed. ."

   The woman in front of the ferryman is the guardian of the undead family. Perhaps even the other eight guardians do not know that the undead mage working with them is actually a woman.

   Because in their impression, such a decisive necromancer should be a male.

   Hearing the words, the ferryman was silent for a while before sighing: "I came to you this time to ask for your help."

   "Ask me for help?" The woman was slightly surprised, "Am I right?"

   She knew the true identity of the person in front of her. Although they were friends, her status was still far from him.

   After all, she is also a member of the Nine Clan chosen by Shenxuan Island to guard, not the original inhabitants of the island.

   "You heard that right." The ferryman shook his head and smiled, "Because of something, I am constrained by the laws of heaven, and I cannot personally take action to interfere with the future trajectory."

   "What can make you bound by the way of heaven?" The woman stretched out her hand and took off the skull mask on her face.

The amazing thing is that, unlike other necromancers, the woman's skin is plump and soft. Although her face is pale, her lips are extremely red, like the most beautiful flower in the rose field, which makes people want to go for a visit. Dear Fangze.

  Her eyes are a rare dark blue, bottomless, like a mighty sea.

  It is hard to imagine that such a woman would be the most terrifying necromancer in the legend.

   "You know about Fenglijian, right?" The ferryman paused for a moment, then asked.

   "I know." The woman nodded, "At the Guardian Conference, the Beastmaster proposed to let the three royal families of the Orcs create Chaos Spirit Artifacts."

  Although she never participated in that war, she also knew the three Chaos Spirit Weapons in this world: Fengli Sword, Longjin Fan and Qilin Book.

The reason why    Chaos Spirit Artifacts is higher than that of Divine Spirit Artifacts is because they exist beyond Heaven, which does not mean that the attack power of Chaos Spirit Artifacts is necessarily higher than that of Divine Spirit Artifacts.

   But Fenglijian is an exception, Fenglijian can definitely be called the number one magic weapon of the Nine Clan.

   Such divine soldiers are even coveted by the people of Shenxuan Island.

   However, the conditions for Fenglijian to be recognized as masters are also very harsh. In the five thousand years since it was manufactured, including the colorful Divine Phoenix, only three people have been recognized by Fenglijian.

   And among the three sword masters, one is sealed, one is dead, and the other is still growing.

The ferryman pondered for a moment, and finally chose to tell the story: "After the second sword master sacrificed his body to the sword, in fact, at that time, Fenglijian also died together, and the original chaotic spirit weapon became the lowest level. human spirit."

   "And such secrets?" The woman's eyes moved slightly, "But I remember that not long ago, Feng Lijian recognized the master again."

   Artifacts have spirits, and once the owner dies, they will also be destroyed together, even if it is a chaotic spirit artifact, it cannot be avoided.

  Unless the owner of the artifact touches the contract before dying and passes it on to someone else.

  So no one knew that Fenglijian had become a waste sword at that time.

   "Yes." The ferryman nodded and said, "That's because the owner of the Fengli Sword didn't die back then. After she came back, she poured the sword's blood on the body of the sword, and the Fengli Sword would be resurrected again."

   "So it is." The woman nodded, "So the second-generation sword master and the third-generation sword master are actually the same person?"

   Immediately, she frowned: "But I remember that it is impossible for the second generation sword master to sacrifice his sword with his body, so how can he come back?"

"Some things, it's a long story." The ferryman did not want to explain more, but lightly clasped the stone table with his fingers, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't you think that this time Fenglijian recognizes the master, there is something very strange place?"

  The woman pursed her lips, thought for a while, and then remembered the key point: "I also find it very strange when you say that, because I also calculated at the time, and I haven't figured out who the Fengli sword master this year is."

   Hearing this sentence, the ferryman smiled and looked at her meaningfully.

   "Could it be..." The woman was startled and blurted out, "You did it?"

   "It's me." The ferryman nodded, "I figured out when the Fengli Sword Master will come back and put the Fengli Sword, which has lost its spirituality, on her only path."

   "I also covered up the secret, so that no one could see it."

   As soon as the voice fell, the woman looked at him suddenly: "Why are you doing this?"

   "I said it when I came." The ferryman smiled lightly, "For the Nine Clan."

   Without waiting for the woman to ask again, he continued: "I calculate that in the near future, there will be a disaster for the Nine Clan."

   "And this disaster, only the Phoenix Sword Master can stop it."

   When she said this sentence, the woman couldn't help but stunned: "Not even you?"

   The ferryman shook his head gently: "I can't."

   "So what do you want me to do?" The woman frowned, "If you can't stop it, I can't help it."

   "The Fengli Sword has not been completely destroyed, it has just lost its spirituality." The ferryman said lightly, "and the reason why there is no spirituality is that the sword soul has been lost."

   "There are seven souls in total, and the area you are in charge of now has one soul of Fenglijian."

   Hearing this sentence, the woman looked at him puzzled.

"Actually, I didn't calculate it well." When the ferryman said this, he couldn't help but smile slightly, "It is reasonable to say that the sword soul of the earth attribute should be returned first, but unexpectedly, it should have been in the realm of the Nine Serenities. The dark attribute sword soul and the earth attribute sword soul have swapped places."

"When I recalculated, I found that the sword soul of the earth attribute ran to you." He sighed, "This should be because of my involvement in the trajectory of heaven, and such a change occurred, and the current Fengli sword master , I still can't come to the Isle of Reincarnation."

   "So you mean..." the Necromancer asked calmly.

   "Since Sword Master Fengli can't come, so..." The ferryman smiled slightly, "So I asked you to bring her."

   "Oh?" Hearing this, the woman raised her eyebrows in surprise, "You want me to help her leave her soul?"

   The ferryman nodded, a default.

"It's not difficult." The woman pondered for a moment, then agreed, and then she changed her words, "But you are manipulating the life of Sword Master Fengli like this, I'm afraid she will finally know and won't be a **** in your hand. Bar?"

   "Pawn?" Hearing this, the ferryman was slightly startled, then shook his head and said, "No, she's not a **** in my hand."

   "This chess player is her."

   "This is a chess game that was decided thousands of years ago."

   The ferryman smiled slightly, his eyes distant: "You, me, and the entire nine clans are... the real pieces on this chessboard."

   Emma... This chapter is really painful to write. I checked a lot of information (collapsed), and I went to the Internet to see what the ancient Greek temples were like.

   The foreshadowing is slowly unraveling, no hurry.

   There is one more in the evening!

   (end of this chapter)