"That's the best. I and several elders will keep an eye on them. If anyone dares to disobey orders and kill each other, my Yuwen family will never let them off easily." Yuwen Dingtian said.
Just look at the end of the Lin family, no one dares to play any tricks under the eyes of Gu Qingxi and her brothers. Coupled with the threat of the Yuwen family, no one dares to think crookedly.
According to Gu Qingxi's instructions, each family sent a disciple to walk into the row of courtyards.
Soon, there were cheers of joy in the courtyard, and it was obvious that something had been discovered.
"Brother Lin, what did you find?" As soon as those disciples walked out of the courtyard, someone asked with curiosity and expectation.
"Spirit Heart Sword Destruction, I found Spirit Heart Sword Destruction, hahahaha." The young cultivator who was asked laughed out loud.
No wonder he was so happy. Spirit Heart Sword Destruction is one of the unique skills of Xianmiao Sect, and it has been famous all over the world thousands of years ago. With the mysterious disappearance of Xianmiao Sect, everyone thought that this unique skill was lost, but they didn't expect it to fall into his hands.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, what did you find?" Everyone was envious and asked another young monk.
"I found a magic weapon, it seems to be of earth grade." The monk who was asked took out a bronze mirror engraved with runes and said modestly.
"It turned out to be an earth grade magic weapon, not bad, congratulations to fellow Daoist Chen." Everyone congratulated him politely, and their tone was a bit perfunctory.
Although the earth grade magic weapon was considered to be acceptable, it was really not worth mentioning compared to the sword skills like Lingxin Jianmie.
"Who told you that this is an earth grade magic weapon? It's obviously a heaven grade magic weapon. You don't even have this kind of eyesight. I really don't know how you practiced." At this time, a bald little head came over, took a look at the magic weapon, curled his lips and said contemptuously.
"What, you said this is a heaven grade magic weapon?" Although he was severely despised, the monk did not get angry, but asked with a look of surprise.
Although the heaven grade magic weapon and the earth grade magic weapon are only one level apart, they are actually worlds apart. If the young monk hadn't been talking nonsense, this was truly a heavenly artifact. He would be happy to be despised eight or ten times, not to mention once.
"Nonsense, look at this array, and this, this, if it's not a heavenly artifact, it can't withstand such a powerful array." The young monk pointed to the arrays on the bronze mirror and said proudly.
"Yes, these arrays can only be used for heavenly artifacts." An old man who was proficient in artifact arts also nodded and said.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a wonderful method of refining artifacts in the world. If I hadn't carefully identified it, even I wouldn't have seen that it was a heavenly artifact." Another old man who was also proficient in artifact arts was even more impressed, looking at the young monk with envy in his eyes. "It turns out
that it is really a heavenly artifact, hahahaha." The young man could no longer remain calm, tightly grasping the bronze mirror, and laughed out loud.
"Don't be too happy too soon. The method of refining this magic weapon is so exquisite that the spiritual power is restrained. It must be used with special methods.
With your eyesight, you can't even distinguish between heavenly and earthly magic weapons. I'm afraid you can only use it as a local magic weapon after thinking about it for a thousand years." He was just happy, and the little monk said contemptuously.
"Ah, there is such a thing?" The young monk was poured a basin of cold water on his head, and he could no longer be happy.
Subconsciously looking at the two old men who were proficient in the way of instruments, he saw them nodding while thinking, obviously tacitly agreeing with the little monk's statement.
"Master, you can see the mystery of this magic weapon at a glance, I guess you know the method of sacrifice, I wonder if you can give me some pointers." The young monk bowed to the little monk and said earnestly.
"Well..." The little monk looked him up and down, shook his head slightly, and there was disappointment in his eyes.
"Master, is it that my aptitude and understanding are too poor, so it is difficult for me to learn the method of sacrifice?" The young monk was uncomfortable with his gaze and said uneasily.
"That's not the case. If you want to learn the method of sacrifice of the magic weapon, you must have enough aptitude, but you have to pay more.
I see that you are dressed in ordinary clothes, and you don't look like you are from a big sect or a big family. I am worried that you can't afford it..." The young monk continued to shake his head and said worriedly. The
young monk staggered and almost fell to the ground.
If you want money, just say it clearly. You shook your head and looked disappointed. I thought I had poor aptitude and understanding, and I was scared to death.
All around, other monks also wiped their foreheads.
Looking at the tone and demeanor of the young monk, they all thought that the method of sacrifice of this heavenly magic weapon required too high a requirement, and the young monk's aptitude and understanding were not enough, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for him secretly.
Who knew that he was asking for money after all he said.
As a cultivator, how can you be so mercenary, and he is a monk.
"Then, how much does the master want?" The young man asked the little monk, trying to resist the urge to speak sweetly.
"Well..." The little monk looked at him again, looking him up and down, obviously trying to figure out how much wealth he had and how much he
should be charged. "No money, you should know the Qingxu Mingxin Jue and Taishang Zhengqi Jue, you can use this magic weapon by using the two spells alternately." Gu Qingxi finally couldn't help but speak.
"Qingxu Mingxin Jue, Taishang Zhengqi Jue!" The young cultivator looked at Gu Qingxi in confusion.
It's not doubt, but a little unbelievable.
Qingxu Mingxin Jue and Taishang Zhengqi Jue are the most entry-level and most simple cultivation methods in the world of cultivation. One is used to cultivate the heart of Taoism, and the other is used to refine spiritual power. Regardless of the immortal sect or the demon sect, the cultivators who have just entered the sect basically practice these two spells.
With such a shallow spell, can you really use this heavenly magic weapon in your hand?
"Yes, yes, such a simple method, why didn't we think of it?" The two old men who were struggling to think of the method of offering sacrifices had their eyes lit up, and they slapped their foreheads and said at the same time.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Gu. I am very grateful." Hearing them say this, the young cultivator no longer had any doubts, and hurriedly bowed to Gu Qingxi.
"It's just a small matter, no need to be polite." Gu Qingxi certainly wouldn't take such a small matter to heart, and said to him casually, but his eyes were coldly looking at Miaoxin.
There is no need to guess that this little monk is Miaoxin. The entry-level method that everyone in the cultivation world knows, but he dares to use it to cheat money. Who else dares to cheat people like this except him.
Of course, he is only good at talking. After all, he has learned the art of refining for two lifetimes, and his eyesight is still acceptable, but if he really wants him to refine a few magic tools, he will probably lose everything.
"Ahem, ahem, Uncle Gu, I was just joking with him. I didn't really want to trick him." Miao Xin's scalp felt numbed when she looked at her bare face, and she said with a dry laugh.
Uncle Gu was good to him, sometimes even better than to his own disciples, but when it came to beating the naughty boy, he was just as cruel as he would beating his own disciples.
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