Wen Yan took a good look at the shield and gasped, "Spiritual weapon?!"
Was she dazzled? This was a spiritual weapon?!
As an elder of a large sect, Wen Yan has a spiritual weapon in her hand.
But why does a 21-year-old girl also have a spiritual weapon? !
Wen Yan's disciples also let out shocked sounds.
"It's really a spiritual weapon!"
"It's a low-grade spiritual weapon!"
Everyone's eyes fell on the shield with burning gazes, and the atmosphere on the scene was very strange for a moment.
Qin Yivi secretly thought that something was wrong.
It's perfectly normal for a master or a child from a wealthy family to have a spiritual weapon.
However, if a young cultivator possesses a spiritual weapon, it would be a crime to possess a treasure.
The most powerful person in their sect is the master, but the master is only in the Jindan stage.
Wen Yan is a big shot in the out-of-body stage!
If she wanted to snatch the spiritual weapon, they couldn't resist!
Don’t blame Qin Yivi for thinking too much, and don’t say that Wen Yan is not that kind of person. It’s really money that can move people’s hearts!
Qin Yivi regretted not asking Jiang Yunnuan to put away the shield before.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t be in such a difficult situation now.
Qin Yivi had a blank expression on her face, her mind racing, but for a moment she didn't know how to deal with this situation.
She could only look to her master for help.
Then she discovered that her master didn't pay any attention to the situation here!
"Hmm~"
Xiao Zhima had finished eating the spiritual food and came to find Mu Shiyue again.
Then, it was blocked by the high threshold and cried anxiously.
Mu Shiyue picked up little Zhima and tapped its nose, "Tsk tsk, you."
Little Zhima held her hand and cried coquettishly.
The man and the beast were very close, and Mu Shiyue didn't notice that everyone was paying attention to the spiritual weapon.
Wen Yan's gaze also shifted from the spiritual weapon to Mu Shiyue.
Seeing Mu Shiyue having fun with the iron-eating beast cub and not paying any attention to the spiritual weapon, her heart sank again.
Mu Shiyue seemed extraordinary!
This is a spiritual weapon!
Who doesn’t care about spiritual weapons?
Even Wen Yan herself would keep the spiritual weapon well.
But Mu Shiyue's reaction was too natural and relaxed.
The sword was a precious spiritual weapon, but she didn't care and even let her disciples use it to hit people at will.
How many spiritual weapons must he have stored, or how many grand scenes must he have witnessed, to be able to perform so calmly? !
Looking at Xin Jinrui and others with calm expressions, Wen Yan's impression of Wan Xuanzong was further elevated.
The disciples also have such a normal attitude towards spiritual weapons, which means they must come into contact with spiritual weapons frequently!
The more Wen Yan thought about it, the more she felt that Wan Xuanzong was unfathomable and secretive.
Thinking of this, she chuckled, "So it's a spiritual weapon, no wonder it works so well when hitting people."
She took her eyes away from the spiritual weapon and turned to the men in black, "Then we will take them away and won't bother you anymore."
Mu Shiyue had no idea that Wen Yan was thinking so much. She hugged Xiao Zhima and nodded, "Okay."
She also casually invited him: "Would you like to stay for dinner?"
Although she hasn't socialized much in many years, she still remembers the etiquette of entertaining guests for dinner.
Wen Yan was a little moved.
It’s not that she missed the meal, she just wanted to know more about Wan Xuanzong’s situation.
After all, we all live in the same city, although we are in the south and the north.
Wan Xuanzong is so special, she also wants to know them better.
However, before she nodded, Hu Niu came over.
“Roar!~”
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