Out of the Jiuqing Pavilion, Ye Chen followed the guidance and came all the way to the Spirit Weapon Pavilion.

The guard of the Lingbao Pavilion was a fat elder, and his eyes were so small that he could almost see them by hand, and his body was covered with shaking fat, and his chest was exposed, like a Maitreya Buddha.

This person is the first seat of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, Chow Tai Fook.

"I've seen the Elders. Seeing that Chow Tai Fook was lying on the recliner with a leisurely face, Ye Chen stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Little baby, why haven't I seen you. Glancing at Ye Chen, Zhou Dafu sat up, his small eyes were focused, and he looked Ye Chen up and down.

"I'm a new intern. Ye Chen handed over his jade plate, "Elder Tsing Yi asked me to choose a spiritual weapon." ”

Zhou Taifu took the jade card, looked at it over and over again, and then threw it to Ye Chen casually, and then lay back lazily, waved his hand, and said, "Go in and choose yourself! Intern disciples can only choose on the first floor, don't sneak up to the second layer." ”

Belch!

Ye Chen accepted the jade card and walked into the depths of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion.

The spiritual weapon pavilion on the first floor is large enough, with a radius of thousands of zhang, and the weapons placed are also various, there are really eighteen kinds of weapons, and each spiritual weapon is blooming with luster, like a fresh and beautiful flower.

"Sure enough, they're all low-level. Sweeping most of the way, Ye Chen was slightly disappointed, as an intern disciple, he could only choose a spiritual weapon on the first layer.

Thinking in his heart, Ye Chen picked up a ghost-headed big knife, and then shook his head, "It's too light." ”

Putting down the big sword, he picked up another spirit sword, although this sword was sharp, Ye Chen still put it back in place.

Picking and picking all the way, Ye Chen is like a grocery buyer, although there are many spiritual weapons here, but after walking around for most of the circle, he has not found a spiritual weapon that he can fancie, if this is placed in the past, these spiritual weapons, he directly ignored them, but now it is not the same as before, he can only find it in this pile of low-level spiritual weapons.

was about to finish a circle, and Ye Chen still didn't get anything.

However, at this moment, his Danhai's true fire trembled, and he also separated a hair-thin flame and flew out.

Ye Chen was a little stunned, and hurriedly followed, until he came to a stone platform, on the stone platform, there was a black iron sword, maybe it had not moved for too long, so it was full of dust, and that trace of real fire was wrapped around this iron sword.

Surprised in his heart, Ye Chen had already grasped the hilt of the iron sword, which could make the real fire fancy the spiritual weapon, and he also wanted to take a closer look.

However, Ye Chen seemed to underestimate the weight of this iron sword, and he didn't pick it up in a daze.

"At least two hundred pounds. Ye Chen estimated the weight of this iron sword in his heart, no wonder it would lie here alone, the weight of two hundred catties was not for fun, ordinary disciples would not be able to pick it up, even if they could afford it, they would have to be lucky enough to be true, if they were to fight with others, if they were not killed, they would be exhausted to death first.

However, it was precisely because of this that he became more interested in this iron sword.

With a little bit of true qi, he picked up the iron sword and gently blew the dust off it.

Facing him, Ye Chen felt a breath of vicissitudes of time, and returned two ancient words on the hilt of the sword: Tianque.

"Tianque. With a mutter, Ye Chen carefully looked at the iron sword.

The iron sword has never been opened, it is much wider than the ordinary spirit sword, and its material cannot be seen, only that it is extremely thick, and there are many runes engraved on the sword body that Ye Chen can't understand, and it is very ancient.

"What a strange sword. Ye Chen muttered in a low voice, secretly saying that this iron sword that has not been opened has such a weight, if it is used to cut people, it is not possible, but if it is used to smash people, it is a good choice.

"It's you. Ye Chen carried the iron sword on his shoulder and walked outside.

Hey?

Not far away, Chow Tai Fook's soft voice came, "Little guy, you little body, it's not good to choose, you have to choose such an iron sword." ”

Bang dang!

Ye Chen walked over and put down the iron sword with a bang, the iron sword was too heavy, and half of the sword body was slanted into the ground.

"Elder, what is the origin of this sword? Ye Chen pointed at the Tianque Sword and asked, "This is not an ordinary weight!"

"Well!" Zhou Taifu pinched his mustache and pondered for a moment before saying, "It was already here when I took over this Spirit Weapon Pavilion, and it has been here for at least a hundred years, as for the origin, I don't know." ”

"That's it!"

"I advise you to change to a spiritual weapon, this iron sword is not ordinarily heavy, choose a light one!"

"No, that's it. Ye Chen smiled and gently stroked the iron sword, which was really pleasing to the eye the more he looked at it.

"Stubborn little guy, take it away!"

"Elder Xie. Ye Chen saluted respectfully again, and then walked out of the Spirit Weapon Pavilion with Tianque on his shoulder.

As soon as he went out, he was greeted with a surprised look, and the disciples passed by, first glanced at Ye Chen, and then at the Tianque Sword that Ye Chen was carrying, and couldn't help but point at Ye Chen.

"Who is this kid? Why haven't you seen it, is it an intern disciple who just came?"

"The sword he is carrying should be Tianque!"

"It seems that it is, the strength is not small! It's just that the cultivation is a little weaker, and the brain is not necessarily normal. ”

Ye Chen directly ignored these people's discussions, he had a feeling that this Tianque Sword was not simple, and he was more willing to choose this Tianque Sword than those low-level spiritual weapons, and carry it on his body every day, which would also help his cultivation.

"Huh, people from the Zhengyang Sect. I don't know who it was, but there was a soft sigh, and everyone around looked at the sky.

There, another huge flying sword slashed by, and on it stood three people, a middle-aged beauty, a beautiful woman, and a handsome young man.

"What are the people from the Zhengyang Sect doing in my Hengyue Sect. Someone asked suspiciously.

"You don't know this, in another three months, it will be the three great comparisons of the Zhengyang Sect, the Qingyun Sect and my Hengyue Sect, and the Zhengyang Sect is here, and it seems that they are discussing the big competition. ”

"That female disciple is so beautiful, like a fairy daughter. ”

The discussion of the people around him, Ye Chen didn't listen to a word, his eyes were already on the sky, more accurately on the beautiful beauty on the flying sword, her clothes were fluttering, otherwise she was dusty, like a mortal immortal, holy and immaculate.

Isn't she the Ji Ningshuang of the Zhengyang Sect?

"I didn't expect to meet so soon. Ye Chen muttered, there was complexity and indifference in his dark and deep eyes, "I will kill it back one day." ”

Perhaps feeling that someone was looking at him, Ji Ningshuang on the flying sword couldn't help but glance back at the bottom, but at this moment, Ye Chen had already disappeared into the crowd.

"It's a familiar feeling. Ji Ningshuang whispered.

"What's wrong, junior sister. ”

"It's fine. ”