Collect the rags and I become a clairvoyant doctor

Chapter 1721 Lingjun Sword

"Okay, you come and show me the way, and I'll take you there!"

Anything that can make Song Ping'an feel like he is being summoned is definitely not an ordinary thing.

But when Qin Fei arrived at the place they were going according to Song Ping'an's instructions, Qin Fei was a little dumbfounded.

Because except for the corpses everywhere, the scene here is no different from other places.

"Ping'an, are you sure it's here?" Qin Fei asked.

"Master, it is indeed here, and it seems to be right under our feet." Song Ping'an said, pointing to the ground under his feet.

"Then just start digging!"

Qin Fei is not a person who likes to talk nonsense. Since Song Ping'an has clearly said that the thing is under his feet, Qin Fei must dig up the ground to take a look.

But he dug up layer after layer of soil, but he didn't see any treasure.

He did dig out quite a few skeletons. If these people were still conscious, they would definitely curse his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Clang~"

Just when Qin Fei had dug about five meters underground, the Jiuyou Sword in his hand suddenly touched a piece of metal and made a corresponding sound.

After picking up all the nearby bones, Qin Fei saw what the metal block was.

It was a rusty and broken sword.

The blade of the sword was gone, leaving only the handle plus about 40 centimeters of length.

"Master, it seems like this thing is calling me!" Looking at the broken sword, Song Ping'an said seriously.

"Then take it and have a look."

Qin Fei took the broken sword out of the ground and handed it to Song Ping'an.

If it was a sword that looked intact, it would definitely be a treasure, but unfortunately this sword had been broken for who knows how many years, so even if it had value, it would probably be very little.

Just using this broken thing made him dig such a deep hole in the ground. It was such a waste of time.

However, seeing Song Ping'an's overjoyed look, Qin Fei didn't dare to say this.

To him, this may just be a broken sword with low remaining value, but to Song Ping'an, this broken sword may have another meaning.

"Xiao Ping'an, what do you want this broken sword for?" Master Jingyou asked at this time.

"Reporting to Master, I don't know what it is for, but my subconscious tells me that I should take this thing." Song Ping'an replied.

"Since you think you should take it, then just keep it. It's useless for us to keep it anyway." Master Jingyou said.

"Thank you."

As he spoke, Song Ping'an was about to put away the sword, but in the next second, he picked up the sword in his hand and stabbed it towards his forehead.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing this scene, Qin Fei and Master Jingyou felt their scalps tingling and their eyes widened.

They never expected that Song Ping'an would actually use this broken sword to stab his forehead.

Everything happened so fast that Qin Fei and Master Jingyou didn't even have time to react.

By the time they reacted, Song Ping'an had already stabbed the blade of the broken sword into his forehead, leaving only the hilt exposed.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment. Qin Fei and Master Jingyou were both shocked by this scene.

After doing this, Song Ping'an was very decisive and fell straight to the ground.

"What the hell did you do to yourself, you bastard?"

Looking at Song Ping'an, whose life or death was unknown, Master Jingyou also became angry, which was rare for him.

You know, they came to this place to dig things according to his instructions, but who would have thought that he would actually insert the broken sword he dug out into his own head.

Does he think he is a cat with nine lives?

"Master, things may not be as simple as we thought." At this moment, Qin Fei's words brought Master Jingyou back to reality.

Qin Fei bent down and helped Song Pingan up. He continued, "Master, don't you think it's strange that such a long sword couldn't pierce his head?"

"Where did that long sword go?" Master Jingyou asked puzzledly.

"The sword directly penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness!" Qin Fei replied.

To the naked eye, Song Ping'an's current condition was indeed scary, but in fact the rusty sword did not cause any fatal damage to him.

On the contrary, the sword directly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

It seems that some transformation is taking place.

"How could he do that?"

"Why did he do this?" Master Jingyou asked two questions in a row.

It’s a pity that Qin Fei didn’t have the answer to this question in his mind. They might have to wait until Song Ping’an wakes up himself.

Under Qin Fei's ability of perspective, he saw the rusty sword blade fading away its long-forgotten appearance in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It was as if Song Ping'an's sea of ​​consciousness had turned into a furnace, making the sword become what it was supposed to be.

The whole transformation process lasted about five minutes.

When the sword became completely shiny in Song Ping'an's sea of ​​consciousness, Song Ping'an finally woke up.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the broken sword that was stuck in his forehead. In an instant, the rusty hilt returned to its original appearance.

"Lingjun Sword!"

Qin Fei and Master Jingyou learned the name of the sword through the three small words on the hilt.

"what happened?"

At this moment, Song Ping'an, who was holding the Lingjun sword in his hand, seemed to wake up from a dream. He looked at Qin Fei and the others blankly and asked.

Qin Fei: "......"

Master Jingyou: “…….”

It has to be said that the current situation was beyond their expectations again. It was obvious that Song Ping'an had done all these things himself, but now he had no memory of it at all.

This kind of thing is really too ridiculous.

"You just stuck the sword into your head." Master Jingyou said.

"Head?"

Hearing this, Song Ping'an immediately reached out to touch his head.

It’s a pity that his body’s recovery ability is too abnormal. The wound on his forehead healed almost at the moment he pulled out the sword, without leaving any trace.

"Why are you doing this?" Master Jingyou asked again.

But his question was destined to go unanswered, because Song Ping'an had no impression of this matter at all. Even when Master Jingyou said this, he subconsciously dropped the sword in his hand.

It seems like there is something ominous on this sword.

"Master, I suspect this sword might be the one used by his previous life." At this moment, Qin Fei whispered to Master Jingyou.

Everything is so weird and there is no way to explain it.

Therefore, Qin Fei boldly guessed that this Lingjun Sword was most likely the weapon used by Song Ping'an in his previous life.

Because only in this way could he sense the existence of this thing when he set foot here and follow the guidance all the way here.

"That's the only explanation now."

After hearing Qin Fei's words, Master Jingyou couldn't find a better reason for a moment and could only believe what Qin Fei said.

Everything points to the fact that Song Ping'an is not an ordinary person and he probably has a big secret.

Picking up the Lingjun Sword that Song Ping'an had dropped, Qin Fei discovered that the sword was very light and he couldn't even feel the presence of the sword when holding it in his hand.

It was as if what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, but a light feather, which was really weird.

But when Qin Fei raised his hand and slashed forward, something terrible happened.

I saw an extremely terrifying force sweeping out along the broken sword blade, splitting the earth into a chasm with no end in sight.

You have to know that Qin Fei didn't use much of the power in his body, the quality of this sword is beyond imagination.

"A broken sword can still have such power. If it were intact, its power would probably be multiplied."

Looking at the Lingjun sword in his hand, Qin Fei's eyes revealed a fiery look.

But when he thought that this sword was most likely used by Song Ping'an's previous life, how could a master have the nerve to steal something that originally belonged to his apprentice?

So even though Qin Fei liked it in his heart, he had to suppress these thoughts now.

He handed the Lingjun Sword back to Song Ping'an and said, "Ping'an, since this sword can guide you here, it must be that you two are destined to be together. This is a magical weapon, and it will definitely significantly improve your combat power, so you should accept this sword."

"Master, but this is not what I want to do. I don't want this sword." Song Ping'an shook his head and said.

It can be seen that he is a little panicked now, because Qin Fei had said in front of him before that he might be the reincarnation of a powerful man in the past.

"It's just a weapon. Why wouldn't you want one? As the saying goes, there is always a way out. Master promises you that if one day in the future you really awaken a memory that doesn't belong to you and become another person, I will definitely get rid of you with my own hands!"

Taking a deep breath, Qin Fei spoke to Song Ping'an very seriously.

"Okay, I'll take this sword!"

After hearing what his master said, Song Ping'an reached out and took the sword.

Although he shows a lot of weirdness now, at least he is still himself.

As long as he is still alive, he has to keep moving forward.

People say that as long as you do your job, the worst that can happen to you is that you become a different person.

But before that, he has to be himself.

It's like a night-blooming cereus. Even though its blooming time is very short, it still shows its most beautiful side.

"Don't be in a hurry. Take this sword and try out your current strongest combat power first." Seeing that Song Ping'an was about to put the sword away, Qin Fei hurriedly said to him.

The sword should be tailor-made for Song Ping'an. Even he, who is standing next to him, can use this sword to unleash unimaginable power. Qin Fei wants to see how terrifying the power will be when the sword is in Song Ping'an's hands.

"it is good!"

Hearing his master's words, Song Ping'an nodded, then he turned around and raised his hand to slash with a sword!