Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

Jiang Nan was frightened and quickly rushed behind Lu Bei to catch his body.

"Lu Bei, how are you?" Jiang Nan was extremely nervous.

Lu Bei looked up at the sky blankly.

The twelve flying swords shuttled and swam happily above, making chirping sounds like birds.

The next moment, the twelve flying swords flew into the sword box in an orderly manner and returned to calm.

"Lu Bei, are you okay?" Jiang Nan continued to ask nervously, with a worried look in his eyes.

Lu Bei was stunned and looked down at his chest, only to find that there was no wound.

Jiang Nan helped him stand up. He rubbed his chest curiously and asked, "Hey, why doesn't it hurt anymore?"

He turned to look at Jiang Nan, "Did you see the flying sword pierce my chest just now?"

"Yeah, I saw it, it scared me to death," Jiang Nan said with an anxious look on his face and sparkling eyes, almost crying.

Lu Bei frowned and turned to look at the opened sword box.

Twelve flying swords of various shapes were quietly placed inside, the small one was only the size of a thumb, and the large one was seven inches long.

After the sword box was opened, there were five ancient small characters engraved on the back, which were written in a recognizable font that was still circulating in the world.

Jiang Nan murmured, "Thirteen Swords of Guixu."

Lu Bei's face was slightly startled, shocked by the domineering sound of the name.

The names engraved on these flying swords are: Soul Chaser, Life-Seeker, Startling Swan, Glimpses of Lightning, Gale, Heavy Rain, Thunder, Frost and Snow, Mountain Overturning, Sea Overturning, Daytime, and Night.

When he read the word 'night', Lu Bei was stunned.

He counted again, and suddenly his eyebrows jumped. There were only twelve.

"Oh my god, what happened? Someone got lost?"

"Where is Guixu?"

He turned nervously to look at the stars in the sky.

Jiang Nan pulled his arm and said in shock, "I remember what this is."

Lu Bei was puzzled, "What?"

"Divine weapon!" Jiang Nan murmured in shock.

"An extremely powerful artifact that exists in ancient legends."

"In ancient legends, there's a three-foot-long flying sword called Guixu. When it's unsheathed, it can turn everything into ruins."

"Three feet?"

Lu Bei was shocked. He looked at the length of the sword box and recalled the scene where the twelve rays of light merged into one. Then he suddenly realized the origin of the thirteenth flying sword.

Jiang Nan said in surprise, "They just took your heart's blood to recognize you as their master."

"Try to sense whether you have any connection with them?"

Lu Bei tried to sense it. When his spiritual thoughts passed over the flying swords, they could indeed vibrate and tremble, and he could feel their joy.

Jiang Nan noticed the unusual movement of the flying sword and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Lu Bei, you have obtained another artifact."

Lu Bei stared at her blankly, and forced a smile, but many doubts arose in his heart.

He had encountered too many adventures along the way, especially after entering this secret realm. The strange fire, magic weapons, cultivation techniques, the dragon of luck, and the special meaning of this bronze tower to him, everything seemed so shocking and bizarre.

This secret realm seemed to have been arranged for him by God long ago, and had even been waiting for him here for endless years, waiting for him to "accidentally" enter.

With all the magical means at his disposal, he should be happy and surprised, but his intuition told him that it was not that simple. Perhaps they would attract bigger enemies in the future that he would have to deal with.

Once this enemy appears, it may be a huge dilemma for you.

Lu Bei smiled stiffly, with deep worry hidden between his brows.

Jiang Nan was truly happy for Lu Bei, so for a moment he didn't notice anything was wrong with Lu Bei, and continued to smile, "And this artifact is ranked very high, 21st on the World Divine Weapon List."

Lu Bei's eyebrows jumped, shocked by this ranking.

It is said that the List of Divine Weapons in the World has been circulated for more than 100,000 years, so this ranking should be accurate.

Twenty-first, which means that apart from the Twelve Sacred Artifacts, there are only eight unknown artifacts ranked higher than it.

This ranking is indeed powerful, but Lu Bei also knows that it must be the level of the complete version of the Three-Foot Flying Sword Returning to the Abyss state.

If these twelve swords were used separately, they might just be extremely high-grade flying sword magic weapons.

Lu Bei thought so.

Jiang Nan waved his hand in front of Lu Bei and asked doubtfully, "Lu Bei, you have such a great opportunity, why don't you seem happy?"

Lu Bei was stunned for a moment, then immediately slapped his head and laughed, "Oh, this amazing opportunity fell on my head and I was stunned all of a sudden. Now I realize it."

"Hahaha, I am indeed the invincible swordsman chosen by heaven. I am destined to suppress darkness and rule the world forever!"

As he spoke, Lu Bei pretended to laugh out loud, looking very proud of himself.

Jiang Nan covered her mouth and chuckled. It seemed that compared to Lu Bei's serious and steady face, she preferred his eccentric and unserious look.

Because of this, she would inexplicably feel happy in her heart.

Jiang Nan smiled and pulled Lu Bei, who was laughing so hard that his head was tilted to the sky, and reminded him, "I heard that flying swords are extremely difficult to control. See if you can control them."

"Oh, okay," Lu Bei finally reacted and quickly looked at the sword box.

The twelve flying swords in the sword box are all of simple and exquisite shape, lying quietly in the grooves.

Jiang Nan said from the side, "Flying swords are quite special. They cannot be activated by spiritual power. They can only be communicated with by the mind and controlled by the power of the soul."

"Furthermore, the purer and more powerful the power of divine consciousness is, the more it can unleash the true power of the flying sword."

"Lu Bei, how is your spiritual power?"

Lu Bei smiled and said, "It should be normal. I haven't reached the Free and Easy Realm yet, and my spiritual power hasn't achieved a qualitative improvement."

As he spoke, Lu Bei began to control the first flying sword 'Hun Zhui' with his mind.

His spiritual power extended out and attached to the flying sword "Zhuihun", communicating with its mind, and then slowly lifted it up.

The Soul Chaser trembled slightly, as if about to rise, but quickly sank back into the groove.

Looking at Lu Bei again, his face had turned pale.

Just now, when he was controlling it with his mind, he felt extremely exhausted, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. He used all his strength but couldn't lift the first flying sword, let alone control it to chase souls.

You should know that he had tried it after entering the Vajra Realm and gaining the power of the soul. He could pick up objects through the air and control some things remotely with his spiritual consciousness.

However, this flying sword 'Zhuihun' is only the size of a thumb, but it feels like a mountain when lifted up, and it is extremely heavy.

Perhaps it has something to do with the special material used to make the flying sword. It can only be controlled by telekinesis and cannot use spiritual power.

In addition, the grade of the Guixu Flying Sword is extremely high, so the casting material must be even rarer, making it extremely heavy to operate.

In addition, his spiritual power is too ordinary, unlike his powerful physical body, which is no different from that of ordinary people, so he is unable to lift this object now.

Unless one is promoted to the Free and Easy Realm, and the power of the soul undergoes a qualitative leap and becomes more pure and concentrated, one should be able to control the flying sword.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei had an idea.

He hurriedly asked in his heart, "Brother Ringwraith, do you have any techniques for cultivating the soul and improving the power of thought?"

no respond.

Lu Bei frowned slightly, feeling strange.

It seemed that since entering the Tower of Babel, he had lost contact with the Ringwraiths and seemed to be blocked.