Xiao Ye carefully held the handle of the knife. Xiao Ye had to be cautious about this moody guy. After all, this knife was not made by himself. Even if it was really willing to submit to him, it would only be halfway like him.

Like husband and wife, they can separate at any time.

However, Xiao Ye admired the speed and strength of the knife very much. If he could get its help, maybe it would be much easier to kill the Sura ghost bear.

After thinking about it, Xiao Ye took the knife and weighed it gently, and said: "Xiao Dao, the main reason why you still have an artifact that you can't beat is because they have formations, but you don't, so in terms of speed and strength,

, you will suffer a loss."

The tip of the knife was bent towards Xiao Ye. It turned out that he could transform.

The action of Xiao Dao was as if he was looking at Xiao Ye, and he could only hear him say with his spiritual consciousness: I know, I also want to add a few formations to my body, but I don't dare to ask others for help easily.

.I'm just afraid that if someone uses a formation to lock me up, then I won't be free.

Xiaodao's consciousness sighed softly, and without waiting for Xiao Ye to speak, he said: Brother, can you help me think of ways to add a formation?

Xiao Ye looked at the knife calmly and asked seriously: "Since you are afraid of others locking you up, aren't you afraid of me?"

Xiaodao chuckled and said: Brother, given your attitude towards us just now, I think you are a good person and you will definitely not harm me. Right?

Xiao Ye did not answer, but deliberately asked: Xiaodao, with your ability, how many ancient gods can you defeat?

The knife shook its head and said with some pride: If you ancient gods don't use formations and just rely on speed and strength, the six-beaded ancient gods may not be my opponent!

Xiao Ye nodded and thought to himself: No wonder this knife is not afraid of him, but because he only has five golden beads in his body, he may think he can beat him.

A tacit smile suddenly appeared on Xiao Ye's face, and he said: "Xiao Dao, then I will add two formations to you, one of which is used to increase speed and the other is used to increase strength. What do you think?

The tip of the knife bent again, and immediately bounced straight with a "buzz" sound. Then he used his spiritual consciousness to ask: Brother, is the formation you added to me powerful?

It turned out that Xiaodao didn't believe in himself, Xiao Ye patted his chest and said confidently: "Xiaodao, in this ancient god space, maybe my formation is not at the top level, but it is not far behind.

The knife didn't send out any consciousness for a long time. The tip of the knife was bent and pointed at Xiao Ye, as if deciding whether to believe him or not.

Xiao Ye is not in a hurry. If he is eager to explain, he will give people the feeling of a charlatan.

After a while, Xiaodao said with his spiritual consciousness: Brother, there are all useless artifacts on the ground. The reason why they became useless is because the formations in their bodies are disordered. Oh, brother, didn't you mean your formations?

Isn't it good? I happen to have a little brother here. Can you help him change the formation first?

Xiao Ye was startled for a moment and thought to himself: This knife is very clever. It actually knows how to test it on the same kind of knife first.

Although he thought so, Xiao Ye did not say that: "Xiao Dao, where is your brother?"

The knife flew out of Xiao Ye's hand, plunged into the pile of artifacts on the ground with a "swish" sound, and soon flew back with a dark red foot-long dagger attached to it.

Since the dagger had no scabbard, Xiao Ye had no choice but to reach out and hold the strange hilt on the dagger, and then asked in surprise: "Xiao Dao, is this really your brother?"

The knife stood upright in the air, shook the tip, and replied: Yes, he also has spiritual consciousness. Brother, if you don't believe it, you can ask him.

Xiao Ye was greatly surprised. He didn't expect that there were some strange things hidden in this pile of discarded artifacts. Originally, Xiao Ye should have completely believed in the knife, but he couldn't help but curiously asked the dagger in his hand: "Little brother, what are you doing?"

How to call it?

The dagger stammered out a consciousness: I, I have no name.

When his consciousness fell into Xiao Ye's mind, his first feeling was that this dagger was more immature, like a child still learning to speak.

When Xiao Ye was in a daze, Xiao Dao hurriedly added: Brother, I picked him up, and I call him Xiao Bi.

"Bit?"

Xiao Ye was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "This name is too strange. Xiaodao, what do you think Xiaobi calls you?"

——He called me Brother Xiaodao.

This was the first time Xiao Ye heard about the brotherhood between artifacts. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Xiao Dao, where did you pick up Xiao Bi?"

Xiao Dao answered very badly: Hehe, this question is difficult to answer.

Xiao Ye frowned and encouraged: "Xiao Dao, you can say whatever you want, I'm just listening."

——Brother, I seduced Xiao Bi.

What does this mean?

Xiao Ye had a look of surprise on his face and was stunned immediately: "Seduce @#$%..."

——Yeah, Xiao Bi used to stay in a large and magnificent room in Jiuchongtian, and it was also placed on a desk. There were fresh fruits in front of him, oh, and red candles were lit, and there was a table behind him.

painting.

Xiao Ye vaguely understood. The scene described by the knife should be the altar where the dagger was enshrined.

Xiao Yeyi said again: It's really strange, why would Xiao Bi be enshrined?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ye asked: "Xiao Dao, what are the paintings behind Xiao Bi?"

The knife spun around a few times, as if a person was stomping his steps and meditating. After a moment, he answered seriously: There was a gray mist on the painting, and there was a circle in the mist.

, there are mountains and water under the fog, well, it seems like a landscape painting.

Xiao Ye wondered: "How can you offer a landscape painting?"

Xiao Dao stopped and replied: I don’t know either.

At this time, Xiaobi interrupted with his spiritual consciousness: Brother Xiaodao, that painting seems to represent heaven and earth.

Xiaodao hummed and said: Your master is so boring, what do you do for heaven and earth?

Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, and a shocking thought suddenly arose in his heart: Maybe Xiaobi's master was of a very high level, and maybe he had nothing to offer, so he had to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ye asked: "Xiao Bi, what is your master's name? Does he have an identity?"

Xiao Bi replied: I don't know. He came in very rarely and never spoke. Every time he would light three sticks of incense, bow three times to the painting of heaven and earth, and then go out.

Xiao Ye had no choice but to ask: "Xiao Bi, do you still remember what he looks like? Also, what kind of clothes is he wearing?

Xiao Bi was silent for a while, and then replied: He has a long white beard and wears a Taoist robe. There is a black and white picture of Pisces printed on the front of the Taoist robe. He has a black jade hairpin on his head covered with silver threads.

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Chapter completed!