Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 66 I want them all!
Lu Ming sent all of his remaining telekinesis to the spirit's mouth, and the spirit accepted it all and swallowed it in big gulps.

The feeling of having this thought forcibly swallowed up is like giving your own flesh and blood to others to be torn apart.

Every time a bit of telekinesis was lost, there would be a brief blank in Lu Ming's mind.

Amidst this intense pain, Lu Ming's super-adaptive evolutionary ability quickly took hold. The fleshy tissue between his eyebrows pulsed and began to glow again, even turning more like a diamond.

A more detailed neural network emerges, connecting the flesh ball and the brain.

As Lu Ming's thoughts turned, a large amount of invisible and intangible telekinesis emerged out of thin air, filling the flesh ball.

Lu Ming did not hesitate and continued to feed the generated telekinesis to the ball of spirituality, madly squeezing his body and forcing it to evolve.

"Boom bang bang."

As time went by, the fleshy ball between his eyebrows began to beat like a heart and expanded several times its previous size. A dense neural network emerged, almost like an ugly tumor occupying his brain.

Lu Ming's telekinesis recovery level also increased, from one to two times at the beginning, and now to ten times.

Almost every time a portion of telekinesis is devoured, it can be quickly restored.

After devouring for a quarter of an hour, he gradually felt the spirit sending him the thought of "being full", and he himself grew a lot stronger.

Perhaps because it had absorbed too much of Lu Ming's telekinesis, the spirit also conveyed a feeling of intimacy towards Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's mind moved. Since this spiritual power could devour telekinesis, it might be related to spiritual attributes. It might be good if he could obtain a related magic weapon.

The only regret is that I have only walked halfway through the Weapon Cave. Perhaps I can encounter better weapons later.

However, Lu Ming was not a hesitant person. Since he thought the current magic weapon was good, he did not plan to change it.

"Come on, come on, come into my body."

Lu Ming's telekinesis conveyed subtle thoughts, and it seemed that this magical weapon was also moving very strangely.

"Qiang."

But the next moment, a ray of blood suddenly flew out from the depths of the soldier hiding cave, and in an instant, a strange big knife suddenly appeared in front of Lu Ming.

The handle of this knife is pitch black, and one end is carved into the shape of a ghost's head, but the blade is as white as a bone. It does not reflect any light at all, and looks gloomy.

A bright blood light appeared on the surface of the sword, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

"Lu Ming, you must be cautious."

"This is the [Bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade]. Every time it strikes, it draws on your blood and vitality. The more you consume, the stronger the blade becomes."

"But it could easily destroy your martial arts foundation, so it's best not to choose this."

Song Xinyuan's voice came from outside the wall, and he warned.

During the gestation process of the divine weapon, different spirits will be born. These spirits are all very pure, but some tend to coexist with the host, while others plunder the host's essence.

The last person to gain recognition from the [Bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade] was a young man with a deep blood feud. He relied on the Bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade to avenge himself in just ten years, but he himself soon died of exhaustion.

He was less than thirty years old when he died.

Later, even if some disciples got this sword, they gradually chose to give it up.

Every time you use the Bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade, you may be penetrated by the evil contained in the blade. The more you use it, the more you will be addicted to its powerful might.

But your body will also be drained of vitality with each swing of the knife.

Originally, Lu Ming thought that this knife was not very good-looking, but after listening to Song Xinyuan's introduction, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

This isn't a magic sword, it's a divine weapon bestowed upon me by God. Without hesitation, he grasped the blade.

"Qiang."

In the void, a sharp knife sound was heard, and red light penetrated into Lu Ming's body.

Then the blood in Lu Ming's body began to boil, flowing along the handle of the knife he was holding, and flowing into the blade.

His blood and his vitality were being rapidly absorbed by the bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade.

"Too slow. It will take forever to absorb this."

Lu Ming laughed loudly, and used his left hand like a knife to cut his skin, exposing his flesh and blood, and then tightly grasped the Purgatory Blade.

At first, the Purgatory Blade seemed to be worried about scaring off the new host, so it only dared to absorb it secretly, but Lu Ming's operation made it impossible for it to do anything.

Then I smoke?
Blood-red lines appeared on the blade of the Purgatory Blade, like blood vessels. A large amount of blood poured into the blade, making the blade spirit feel happy.

"Swish swish."

But just as the Purgatory Blade was absorbing the energy freely, a metal plate suddenly circled down from above Lu Ming's head.

The whole body is as thin as paper, about one foot in diameter, and there are nine circular holes on it, arranged around the disc.

While flying, there was a whistling sound.

"Lu Ming, quickly get out of the way! This is a newly born divine weapon, its spirituality is just beginning to form. I don't know why it wants to recognize you as its master."

Song Xinyuan's voice outside suddenly became anxious.

Every year, the Martial Temple would send a batch of forged weapons to the Weapon Storage Cave, using the special power inside to imbue the weapons with spiritual power.

This disc is a newly born divine weapon and no one has named it yet. Even because it is so new, even Song Xinyuan does not know what its characteristics are.

But one thing is that a person can only be recognized as the master of one magic weapon.

If two divine weapons want to recognize their master at the same time, there will only be a fierce conflict, and they may even use the host's body as a battlefield and fight each other endlessly.

The final result may be that both magic weapons are damaged, and the host dies suddenly on the spot.

However, as the metal plate hovered above Lu Ming's head, he felt a strong sense of familiarity in his heart.

After all, the spirituality of this metal plate was matured by consuming his telekinesis, making it almost equivalent to his child.

He would rather not have the Purgatory Blade and take the metal plate with him.

But why can't I let them recognize me as their master at the same time so that I can take away both magic weapons at once?

The rules of the Martial Temple only state that I only have one chance to enter the weapon storage cave, but they don't say that I can't take away two magical weapons.

This thought flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

The next moment, all the discs suddenly split apart, becoming nine sharp scimitars, each with a hole on it.

These scimitars swam in the air like fish, extremely agile.

Obviously, this is a magical weapon related to spiritual attributes, which requires telekinesis or strong will to control.

The nine scimitars combined together in the next moment and turned into a disc again, which then changed into a semicircle and a quarter circle, with unpredictable changes.

The power in the disc covered Lu Ming's body, but before it touched Lu Ming, Lu Ming's body was surrounded by blood. The uniqueness of the magic weapon did not allow any other magic weapon to get close.

(End of this chapter)