The Confucian sage was filled with emotion.
The carving knife also came into Qin Lang's storage space.
"What the hell? There's a new guy here?"
The broken Wuque sword was somewhat excited.
It’s been a long time since I saw the new guy, and he came to Qin Lang’s storage space.
He had been waiting, waiting for the appearance of a magic weapon of even inferior quality than his.
In this way, he would not have the lowest status in Qin Lang's storage space.
Pu Shan and Xiao Sisi also looked excited.
Now they only have Wuquejian as their little brother.
Is there another one coming?
"It looks a bit ordinary, not that impressive!"
The blades of the cattail leaf fan swayed gently.
"Looks like we have a brother again!"
Xiao Sisi also felt emotional.
There are hundreds of immortal artifacts in this storage space.
Even though he is a top-grade semi-immortal weapon, he is still not as powerful as the immortal weapon masters in the storage space.
He was also helpless.
Wuque Jian was delighted when he heard what his two brothers said.
Oh my god!
Is it true that my little brother is here?
The two broken pieces of the sword were moved to the side of the carving knife.
"I will protect you from now on. I am your big brother Wuquejian!"
As he spoke, he prepared to hit the carving knife with the hilt of the Wuque sword.
When the hilt of the sword touches the carving knife.
“Fuck!”
Wuquejian let out a cry of surprise.
He found that the hilt of his sword was cracked...
What the hell is this carving knife?
Is this a monster?
All the magic weapons in the storage space are not as awesome as you!
The hilt of the Wuque Sword shattered, causing confusion among the many magical weapons in the storage space.
"This is……"
Pu Shan and Xiao Sisi both came over.
Their voices trembled slightly.
In an instant.
All the magic weapons in the entire storage space vibrated.
Countless fairy artifacts, including cattail leaf fans and small Sisi.
All of them prostrated themselves before the carving knife.
"Meet Big Brother!"
The carving knife said nothing.
It's as if there is no spirituality at all.
This left the many magical weapons completely confused, as if they were at a loss as to what to do, and they thought the carving knife didn't like to talk.
Wuquejian huddled in a corner, sobbing alone.
It was fine, he just broke into two pieces.
He thought there was a new guy who was even less skilled than him.
I never thought that I would become the big brother of all magic weapons.
Even his sword handle was broken...
It’s a huge loss!
…
Locking Immortal Palace.
Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
After signing in, he was in a very strange state.
The system’s reward prompt also did not receive a response for a long time.
finally.
In a trance, he received a reward prompt from the system.
"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Immortal Locking Hall. Reward: Confucian Sage Carving Knife."
The system's cold, mechanical and rigid words echoed in Qin Lang's mind.
Confucian sage...carving knife?
Qin Lang was a little confused.
Good job!
The carving knife of the Confucian sage?
Why does it sound so fucking awesome?
But... I always feel something is weird.
Will the system, this black-hearted businessman, really give him such a great reward?
No way! No way! Is the system really so kind?
Out of curiosity.
Qin Lang took out the Confucian Sage carving knife from the storage space.
The simple knife handle is made of two pieces of bamboo.
The blade is sandwiched between the bamboo strips.
The blade of the knife was slightly blunt, even had a notch and was curled.
Qin Lang was a little confused.
Is this the carving knife of the Confucian sage?
This selling...
The system actually told him that this was the carving knife of the Confucian sage?
What the hell!
It's a trick!
This kind of carving knife was placed in a two-dollar store in the previous life. It would be left there for a year and probably no one would want it!
“Hot chicken!”
Qin Lang looked at him with disdain.
He casually threw the carving knife back into the storage space.
This scene immediately shocked Demon Lord July and others.
Although they don't know the origin of the carving knife.
But when the carving knife appeared earlier, they felt its power.
Now, Grand-Master Qin Lang actually said that the carving knife is rubbish?
this……
He could only sigh:
As expected of my great uncle, he is so terrifying!
When throwing the carving knife into the storage space.
He also spotted the perfect sword in the corner.
"Strange... why is the hilt still broken?"
Doubtful, Qin Lang took out the Wuque Sword.
Looking at the broken hilt of the Wuqi sword, Qin Lang didn't know what to do.
After all, it is the sword left by the ancestor.
Although it has changed beyond recognition...
But it still has certain collection value.
"Martial Brother Wu...why don't you keep this flawless sword?"
Qin Lang handed the Wuque sword to Wu Changfeng somewhat embarrassedly.
He was afraid that if he kept the Wuque Sword, the next thing that would happen would be the hilt breaking.
But broken into pieces...
By then, I will be speechless in front of Grandmaster Wuque...
To be on the safe side, it would be better to let Junior Brother Wu keep it.
"This... is the Perfect Sword?"
Wu Changfeng didn't dare to look directly at it.
Let alone the perfect sword.
It's not a sword anymore, right?
Not to mention that the sword has been broken into two pieces.
Even the hilt of the sword was shattered...
What can this sword be used for?
Wu Changfeng felt a little aggrieved.
Why would Junior Master give him this kind of rubbish?
"Wu Changfeng, you bastard, I am the Wuque Sword, take me back quickly, don't let me stay in his hands any longer!"
The sound of the Wuque sword appeared in Wu Changfeng's mind.
Wu Changfeng was stunned.
Sure enough... it was the voice of Senior Wuquejian.
Hearing this, all his doubts disappeared.
Just a little pitiful.
Poor Wuque Sword, in the hands of Junior Master Qin Lang, it turned into something that was neither a sword nor a ghost!
"Okay, Junior Uncle-Master, I'll keep it!"
Wu Changfeng hurriedly took the Wuque sword.
After putting away the Wuque Sword, Wu Changfeng looked at Qin Lang.
"I heard that Junior Master-Uncle is planning to have them move to the core disciple area?"
Demon Lord July and his men had given notice in advance.
He knew what to do to satisfy the four bosses.
Hearing Wu Changfeng bring it up, Qin Lang nodded.
Indicates that it is indeed the case.
"Their cultivation must be enough to be a core disciple, right? Instead of following me, why don't they practice hard?"
Qin Lang said very sincerely.
These words shocked Wu Changfeng.
What does it mean that their cultivation is good enough to be a core disciple?
Damn it!
With their level of cultivation, forget about becoming a core disciple!
Even he, an elder, has to step down and make way for others!
Perhaps only in the eyes of Junior Uncle Qin Lang, the cultivation of these four great powers could be looked down upon...
"Enough, of course it's enough, but there is a problem, that is, the core disciples are limited. If we allow them to join, the others will have to be expelled from the status of core disciples. Junior Master, don't you think this is not a good idea? After all, they are all disciples of the Suoxian Sect, and there is no difference between them..."
Wu Changfeng looked at Qin Lang seriously and said seriously.
Qin Lang didn't have any doubts either.
"Really? In that case, fine then."
He felt a little helpless.
It’s not that he, as the great uncle, doesn’t care about them.
There is really no way now.
After all, they were all disciples, and he couldn't have them follow him all the time, so he asked Junior Brother Wu to remove the others from the core disciples.
As the great-grandmaster of the Locking Immortal Sect, you still need to be fair.
Demon Lord July and others saw that Qin Lang agreed.
Knowing that they didn't have to leave Qin Lang, they were immediately overjoyed.
Perhaps they stayed with Qin Lang for different purposes.
But I really want to follow Qin Lang.
"Uncle Master, shall we go back to the Sword Tempering Valley first?"
Mu Yu said with a smile.
Qin Lang just nodded.
Sanlang, who was standing next to Muyu, suddenly changed his expression.
"not good!"
His exclamation attracted everyone's attention.
Including Qin Lang, everyone looked towards San Lang.