Ye Qiao just laughed when he wanted to laugh, and Ye Qinghan laughed so uncivilizedly.
Rare.
It's really rare.
It must be said that Ye Qinghan looked really good when he smiled, and even his eyebrows and eyes had a kind of stunning beauty, as if ice and snow were just melting.
The cold male protagonist in the novel smiled for a moment, and Ye Qiao clicked his tongue twice, thinking that at this time the personal disciple should become the butler, and he said a classic line in a deep voice, "I haven't seen the senior brother smile for many years."
Ming Xuan glanced at them lazily, "You came here just to laugh at us?"
"Hmm." Xia Qing smiled and looked at him, "Two spiritual weapons recognized their master one after another. Naturally, we are curious and want to see what your sect's spiritual weapons look like."
Chu Xingzhi came back to his senses from her brutal action of taming spiritual weapons in the early stage of human beings. He tilted his head and remembered the purpose of this trip. He stretched his neck and glanced at the shovel. He laughed, "Don't say that, you Chang Mingzong are quite simple."
Among the five, the Pure Green Lotus, the Dark Book of Human Evil, the Qingfeng Sword, and the Mingyue Arrow, Chang Mingzong is the most simple.
"Could it be that the great way is simplicity, returning to the original nature?"
Chu Xingzhi curiously knocked on the cold iron surface of the shovel. It felt like flowing water, with a comfortable coolness.
Generally, innate spiritual tools are born by themselves. Whether it is a book or a bow and arrow, they are all in the form of proper spiritual tools. Why is this incarnation of a shovel?
The layman just took the opportunity to touch the spiritual weapon twice and then withdrew his gaze. When the direct disciple of Chengfeng Sect arrived, Ye Qiao saw that Duan Hengdao, Shen Ziwei and Fang Zhiyao's eyes were almost glued to the Hanguang shovel.
Shen Ziwei touched and touched, like a pervert who saw his wife.
Ye Qiao felt a chill for a few seconds: "Have you figured out what material this spiritual weapon is made of?"
Duan Hengdao also felt around, and the three of them were just like the blind man feeling the elephant. "We figured it out. The wood on top should be made of phoenix wood. And this iron mask is not iron, it is a kind of water that the phoenix eats in legend."
"It forms a closed loop with the end of the poinciana tree, and the water flow is much sharper than a knife blade."
The legendary phoenix will only roost on the Chinese parasol tree and drink from sweet springs.
Shen Ziwei added, "It is equivalent to dismantling the phoenix's nest and draining the water to form a spiritual weapon." The material of the innate spiritual weapon is not important. The key is whether the spirit of the weapon is powerful or not. For example, the dark book is an evil weapon born from the malice of the world.
"Your KFC will probably explode when it sees this spiritual weapon." Duan Hengdao grumbled twice, then said happily: "Zhou Xingyun, what type of spiritual weapon is your Hanguang Shovel? A growth type?"
Basically, innate spiritual weapons are of the growth type and will improve as the master's realm improves.
But the secret book is excluded.
Its power is really a bit abnormal. The longer it is brought out, the faster its strength increases.
"I don't know." Zhou Xingyun said calmly: "Do you want me to give it a try?" He had a hunch that if he used a shovel, the back mountain of Changming Sect might be flattened.
The Light Shovel is not a spell attack, but a pure power attack.
"Forget it." Duan Hengdao lost interest when he thought about the huge compensation he would face for damaging Changming Sect's buildings and facilities.
It is best not to try spiritual weapons with great destructive power lightly, otherwise you will die if you try.
Fang Zhiyao suddenly said, "You can try."
He looked at it expectantly, "Let me see it for myself."
"The Hanguang Shovel is a mild spiritual weapon. As long as it can bear the long bill of Changming Sect, it will be fine." Chu Xingzhi clicked his tongue twice and crossed his arms, "But Ye Qiao, I warn you again, that secret book is not a good thing."
"If you insist on using it, this evil weapon may even turn against you halfway."
What's more, this Anshu already holds a grudge against Ye Qiao.
It was originally an evil weapon with a bizarre and strange nature. The Sword Sect had no intention of taking it out from the beginning to the end. Did they not want to?
I dare not.
There is a hot potato in the forbidden area of the Sword-Asking Sect, and no one dares to take it over easily.
"Pay compensation?" Fang Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and said as a matter of course: "It doesn't matter, I have money."
They had been to Changming Sect many times, and the one who left the deepest impression on them was Elder Zhao, who was simply so terrifying.
Whenever they hurt their finances by competing with each other, the other party always appears behind them and accurately takes out a bill that is longer than their lives, making them lose money.
Compared with the financial loss, Fang Zhiyao wanted to see the power of the sect's spiritual weapon more.
Chu Xingzhi said in a weird voice: "It doesn't matter, I have money~"
Fang Zhiyao was stunned: "Why are you trying to imitate my way of speaking?"
He himself was a bit socially anxious and never talked much with social elites like Chu Xingzhi. Such eccentric geniuses had their own logic. Fang Zhiyao understood it quickly, "Oh. You are jealous of my wealth."
Chu Xingzhi: “…”
The three sects gathered together, and Ye Qiao took the Dark Book back to the inner realm. No matter how powerful the Dark Book was, it would be useless if someone got close to it. The five spirit swords took turns to teach him a lesson and he was convinced.
"Want to chat?"
"Yes." Qin Huai didn't waste any words and went straight to the point. "Not long ago, many cultivators were rushing to the demon clan to prepare. Should we act alone or follow the seniors?"
To be honest, Qin Huai prefers to act alone. At least they are familiar with each other and have a certain degree of trust in each other. When acting with those seniors in the world of cultivation, as a group of juniors, they are ignored and can only obey orders. This is a little unpleasant for someone like Qin Huai who likes to give orders.
"I won't go with the main force." Ye Qiao raised her hand: "I'm going to go to the demon clan." She had to rescue the stupid dragon of the little prince.
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