At the time, he just thought he hadn't held the thing properly, but now...
Seeing the sword in front of him nervously suppress its spiritual light, Ji Mo Fan curled his lips and simply reached out and pulled it out.
There was absolutely no resistance.
The resistance that weapons are said to show when they recognize their master is completely absent in front of Ji Mofan.
On the contrary, he even felt that the Snow Embracing Sword was eagerly anticipating the moment of blood recognition.
Actually, among the swords that Ji Mofan brought back, the Embracing Snow Sword was not the one with the most precious materials, and the sword spirit attached to it was not particularly powerful.
But the Snow Sword is definitely the one that resonates most strongly with his spiritual power.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to be moved by him even before acknowledging him as his master.
Thinking about this, he suddenly remembered the alchemy furnace that had rolled to his feet when he first entered the room.
He hesitated for only a second.
He casually used his spiritual power to pull the cauldron over and put it into his Qiankun bag.
Although he didn't bring this thing into the burial mound, he didn't know when it lost its previous owner and was left lying here.
Whether you take one or two, it's all the same.
Why not take it if it's free?
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The junior disciple, who was squatting at the door guarding the gate, was so bored that he was playing chess with himself. Just as he was fiddling with the chess pieces, pondering where to place them next, he suddenly heard the spirit-gathering array behind him tremble.
The chess piece landed on the board with a "thud," shattering the current unfinished game.
"What's going on..." He quickly got up and ran into the burial mound.
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