Chapter 940

Monsters are naturally sensitive to magic. According to their own research, human bodies are mainly composed of water, and monsters' bodies are mainly composed of magic. Of course, human beings can also sense and use magic. This is not impossible. After all, what seals monsters underground is human magic.

The souls of monsters are made up of compassion, hope and love, but it is not necessary. There is no such thing in the human soul. No one knows the true nature of the soul.

Combined with these statements, human beings were born in the first egg of creation, while monsters were born in the second egg. It was magic. Magic endowed the original animals, plants, elements and dead with soul and life, so they could move, feel, and have excess loveliness and tenderness. Lu Zongping could not resist toryl's tenderness before he continued to stay.

But in any case, he learned the first magic in his life, "summoning alien weapons.".

Toryl's theoretical knowledge is very good. Lu Zongping can probably think of the principle of Summoning Magic.

In essence, the huge form of magic makes it cover many worlds, and the alien world here is also broad, including but not limited to outer planets, parallel universe, fantasy world, etc. relatively speaking, the magic is safe enough, which is the reason why Toril can confidently teach it to Lu Zongping.

There are many ways to cast this magic, but the core is to summon the "form" of alien weapons. Different methods are reflected in the choice of material filling. It's true that magic can create things out of thin air, but that's too demanding. The usual way is to use pure magic energy as the material to summon foreign weapons in an unstable state.

If you love weapons very much, you need to provide realistic material support for them. That is, we need a shell. Summoning foreign weapons can shape the form and soul of weapons, but it can't shape the material and noumenon of weapons after all.

All Summoning Magic is a gamble like divination. In the vast universe, there are weapons calling for each other, weapons calling for their masters.

Lu Zongping can't wait to start his first casting. Toryl is worried but doesn't say much. She decides to give the boy full freedom and respect.

Lu Zongping sings and tries to feel the existence of magic. Compared with the inclusive nature, magic will be colder. Even if there are rough waves in nature, the waves of magic can easily crush the caster.

The ancient casting syllables guide his soul, and his soul radiates nine colors of light. Lu Zongping sees the world from another angle. The traces of magic are everywhere, just like another world under the world. The original outline, quality and attributes of those materials are suppressed, while the flash of soul and magic is so clear.

Lu Zongping looks at the out of focus space-time in front of him. The magic world is constantly changing. Time is broken and twisted here. The mixed holes beyond space-time roar and flow like the color whirlpool on the canvas. He sings and sings, imploring that the weapon can reach him.

Behind a huge hole, tearing apart the dome and rocks of houses, even the sky on the earth's surface and twisting the river of stars, a lone star twinkled, and suddenly a brilliant white light flew in front of Lu Zongping's eyes.

The boy was surprised to gaze at the weapon in front of him: a pale triangular bone sword, very old, with thin cracks on the rough surface. The handle is a very simple cylinder, and the body of the sword is like a narrow cone. The blade is dark and dull. It is a worn blunt sword at all.

Anyway, it was the first corresponding boy's weapon, and he held the old bone nail.

In front of him, Lu Zongping blinked. He had finished casting and his vision returned to normal. The magic world and illusion he had just seen were completely hidden. The boy held the bone nail in his hand: it was three feet three inches in length, a little shorter than others.

The child holding such a big weapon is a bit humorous, and Toril can't help laughing at the same time of heartfelt relief. "Well done, child, I thought you could summon a small dagger to be good enough. Unexpectedly, you have a strong sense of magic."

The old bone nail now has only an illusory body condensed by magic energy. Lu Zongping's thinking links it. From this poor old weapon, there is a bright and gentle atmosphere. Lu Zongping likes it very much. He decides to take it as his own destiny.

Men treat weapons like their own hands and feet. Lu Zongping now wants to make a brother with this ugly and disgraceful bone nail on the spot.

But he has a feeling that he can't tell

Seeing the boy's stupidity, Toril asked softly, "what's the matter, son? You don't seem happy

Lu Zongping shakes his head. He stares at the bone nail in his hand. It's unreal and pale. It's as light as nothing in his hand. The surface is like water waves. The halo on the edge is like burning. Why does such a light weapon give him such a heavy feeling?

"Like this weapon? Is this a sword? "

Lu Zongping nodded and shook his head. "I like it, but it seems to be called bone nail."

Toryl said in a warm voice, "I can use the discerning magic to explore the mystery of this bone nail. Do you need my help?"The boy held the bone nail in his hands and presented it to Aries. She praised the bone nail for its rich historical accumulation, but this was a euphemism to show that it was really old-fashioned. If it was well said, she was afraid that the child would be sad.

Instead of chanting, torrell tapped the nail and closed her eyes.

Lu Zongping was quite nervous.

The Aries exclaimed in a low voice, "God, the magic is up. This weapon once belonged to a legendary warrior."

Lu Zongping's eyes brightened, "what's the soldier's name?"

"Er, Unknown Warrior, but he should also be a monster, seems to be a beetle?"

Lu Zongping was depressed again. It turned out that it was the weapon of insects. How powerful could it be? Cut.

Baiyang continued to marvel, "this soldier, in the legend, wanders alone in the ancient lost kingdom, saves the underground people, extricates himself from the fate of reincarnation, breaks the false light, fights against the void, smashes the eternal night, incarnates in the stars, and has the title of God of gods, which is very powerful. His swordsmanship is said to be superb and no one can match him. Child, it's a gift of fate that you can inherit the weapon of such a hero

The boy's eyes were suddenly lit up, as if they could emit a fiery light.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Of course not, son. I even know what this sword is called."

Lu Zongping stares at Toril.

Aries opened his green eyes, smiling, "you remember his name, he is called repair worm bone nail."

The boy was so frustrated that he said, "what a name is that?"