"Master, is your old man here?"

Early the next morning, Lin Fan came to the door of the main hall and poked his head out and shouted softly into the hall.

"Who did I think, it's you, what are you doing sneakily in the morning, come in"

Zhang Chenfeng must drink tea every day, the tea he drinks is not an ordinary tea, it is a wild tea that can only be picked once in 20 years on the ethereal peak, and he and the three elders are qualified to drink this tea, and after Zhang Chenfeng caught a glimpse of Lin Fan, he picked up the teacup and blew the hot air on the teacup, took a sip of tea and said.

"You don't practice hard in the cave, come to my main hall to do something", Zhang Chenfeng put down the teacup and looked at Lin Fan and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that, uh, I want to go to the warehouse to pick up a weapon to take advantage of", Lin Fan rarely became shy for once.

"I thought it was a big deal, you just have to go by yourself", Zhang Chenfeng said with a smile, and after finishing speaking, he took out a token from his waist and handed it to Lin Fan.

This token was only the size of a palm, and it was pitch black, and as soon as Lin Fan held it in his hand, he could feel a coolness coming from this token, but it didn't seem to be made of iron.

"Shall I go by myself, the master of the door, you are not afraid that I will empty the warehouse", Lin Fan asked in wonder.

"Poof~ Haha, if you can move them all, you can move away, let me tell you, the treasury is full of magic weapons, all of them are weapons of the disciples of the Ethereal Sect for generations, you can get the recognition of these magic weapons and talk big."

Zhang Chenfeng squirted out a mouthful of strong tea, and then a hearty laugh came.

"That disciple retired first", Lin Fan gave a salute, turned around and ran towards the warehouse.

......

"Senior Brother Lin, what are you doing here?"

The person who was on duty in the treasury of the study was a man in his thirties, who was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard at this time, looking at Lin Fan suspiciously.

In fact, cultivators can't guess their actual age at all by looking at their faces, so they say that the Ethereal Gate advocates Chenfeng, and his age is nearly a hundred years older than Lin Fan's master Lin Shi, but when the two are compared, Zhang Chenfeng is younger than Lin Shi in appearance.

The study and the treasury are built together, like a courtyard house, the study occupies two rooms, and the treasury also occupies two rooms.

"I am ordered by the master of the door to come to the warehouse to pick up the weapons in hand", Lin Fan handed Zhang Chenfeng's token.

"You go in, I said Senior Brother Lin, you haven't been to the warehouse yet."

The Ethereal Sect disciple took the token and glanced at it, then returned it to Lin Fan, and said quite mysteriously.

"No, it's the first time I've come," Lin Fan shook his head and said.

"The treasury is pretty good, you'll know when you go in," the disciple smiled evilly.

"Then senior brother, I'll go in first."

"Let's go"

Lin Fan walked to the door where the wooden sign of the warehouse was hung, looked back suspiciously at the Ethereal Sect disciple sitting on the stone chair, and directly pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

"What's going on?"

Lin Fan looked at the scenery in front of him in shock and was surprised, just pushed open the wooden door, and saw an empty room, how could the environment suddenly change as soon as he stepped into the room.

What appeared in front of Lin Fan's eyes was a space of about 30 zhang high and more than 500 zhang in length and width, and the top was inlaid with luminous beads, illuminating this enclosed space.

"But to say that the so-called treasury is also a space magic weapon?"

Lin Fan shook his head a few times, looking at the rows of three-story cabinets filled with all kinds of weapons, including bows, knives, swords, guns, sticks, halberds, etc., Lin Fan was dazzled.

The various weapons on the cabinet are obviously some years old, and from the ancient atmosphere of the weapons, you can see the traces of their years, many of the weapons have been damaged and broken, and even cracks and openings have appeared.

"Is it so heavy? I can't hold it at all."

Lin Fan's first eye was a sword with red yellow stripes, but he couldn't move it even if he used the strength of the sword handle with both hands to eat milk, and he couldn't even shake it by mobilizing the power of the spirit pool and putting it on his whole body.

"In these years, the weapons have become fine, and you have to pick people, you are magic weapons, not spiritual weapons, who are you picking?"

After working for most of the day, Lin Fan tried all the weapons on the six rows of cabinets, but none of them could be moved.

But you can't blame these magic weapons, their previous owners were all disciples of the Ethereal Sect when they resisted foreign enemies, these people's strength back then was not bad, how could they take a fancy to Lin Fan, a small cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Period.

"Hey, Bronze Sword"

Just as Lin Fan was about to turn around and leave, he found that there was a rusty bronze sword on the bottom layer of the row of cabinets he was in, not rust to be precise, but corroded to the point that it was not rusty.

This bronze sword is the same color as the bronze ring, Lin Fanshun picked it up in his hand, and actually picked it up without much effort.

"Could it be that this is my destined magic weapon?"

Looking at this bronze sword, which is five centimeters thick and five centimeters wide and two feet long, Lin Fan muttered, but this bronze sword is too shabby in appearance.

After staying in the warehouse for more than an hour, Lin Fan basically tried all kinds of weapons, except for the corroded bronze sword, nothing else could be used by Lin Fan, so he left the warehouse with a disappointed mood.

"Yo, Senior Brother Lin, you're out, you've been in the city for a long time, this... This... This... Well... Is this the one and only one weapon you picked?"

The disciples on duty in the study and treasury covered their mouths and forcibly held back their laughter.

"It's your business", Lin Fan replied with a bad face.

"You're not too big or too small"

This disciple took a deep breath, so that he would not laugh out loud on the spot, and quickly changed his serious attitude and said: "The treasury and study are my ethereal places, Senior Brother Lin, since you have obtained the magic weapon, don't leave quickly."

"You're changing your face too quickly, aren't you?"

As soon as Lin Fan walked out of the gate of the courtyard angrily, he heard a burst of laughter coming from the courtyard.

"Laugh and laugh, laugh at you, it's better to laugh so much that your spirit pool bursts", Lin Fan scolded in his heart.

As soon as Zhang Chenfeng walked to the door of the main hall, he saw Lin Fan walking over with a dejected and listless look.

"Master, your token"

With a slightly disappointed tone, Lin Fan returned the token to Zhang Chenfeng.

"Show me your sword"

After Zhang Chenfeng took the token, he saw that Lin Fan was holding a sword in his hand, which actually made Zhang Chenfeng feel a sense of familiarity.

"Could it be that the orb can't be dusted, I'll say it?"

Lin Fan's eyes regained their brilliance, and he quickly presented the bronze sword to Zhang Chenfeng with both hands.

"I've always felt a little impressed by this sword, let me think about it"

Zhang Chenfeng looked at the tattered bronze sword, fell into deep thought, and after a long while, Zhang Chenfeng returned the bronze sword to Lin Fan, sighed and said: "I remember, no wonder I have a feeling of déjà vu."

"This bronze sword and bronze ring are the magic weapons of a certain disciple before the Ethereal Gate, this disciple is my uncle, his cultivation is higher than mine, the bronze ring has been given to you as a gift for receiving apprentices, I didn't expect this bronze sword to be obtained by you, it seems that it is really fateful."

Zhang Chenfeng seemed to be caught in a memory and said slowly.

"Isn't the power of this sword infinitely powerful," Lin Fan said in surprise.

"Weapons are important, but the most important thing is the strength of the cultivator himself, this sword has been damaged in that war, you can see this blade"

Zhang Chenfeng pointed to the damaged part of the bronze sword's blade that was bumped and bumped.

"Then isn't this sword useless", a disappointed expression appeared on Lin Fan's face.

"Since you have chosen it, it has also chosen you, and it has its own arrangements in the dark, you can use this bronze sword, maybe it will shine one day, okay, you go back first, I still have important business", Zhang Chenfeng handed the bronze sword to Lin Fan and said.

"Bronze sword, bronze ring, this name is quite worthy of you", in the cave, Lin Fan looked at the bronze sword on the stone table and the bronze ring on his left hand, and said helplessly.

"Senior brother, what are you doing in a daze", Gu Feng asked with a smile outside the cave.

"Ah, it's Senior Brother Gu, why are you here", Lin Fan said with his heart in his hands.

"I just arrived, to inform you of something, tomorrow is your turn at the mountain gate, to prepare to hand over, here to tell you some matters"

After Gu Feng finished speaking, he walked to the stone table, picked up the kettle and was about to pour himself a glass of water, but found that the kettle was empty.

"It's not that I said you, junior brother, your cave is too shabby, there is not even water", Gu Feng sat on the stone chair and glanced at Lin Fan.

"Tomorrow is my shift at the mountain gate?"

Lin Fan has never been in the kitchen since he came to the ethereal door, and he has only been to the warehouse once, and he has not participated in the rotation in the study, Yaoyuan Mountain Gate and other places.

"I forgot, you only worked in the kitchen full-time, so I'll tell you, the rules of rotation have long been changed, but you haven't known it all the time in the kitchen", Gu Feng licked his boring lips and said.

Now there are a total of more than 500 disciples in the Ethereal Gate, and 100 disciples are on duty every day, which means that each disciple basically has to be on duty once every 100 days, Zhou Zhongchen, as a senior brother, is no longer on duty, and two disciples guard the mountain gate every day, responsible for receiving visitors, and preventing irrelevant people from entering the Ethereal Gate, of course, ordinary people can't enter or see the mountain gate at all.

"Now there are wooden signs hanging on the south wall of the square, you can go and see them when you have time, and they are all on the rotation date and the rotation personnel."

Gu Feng smacked his mouth and came to inform Lin Fan, because he was afraid that Lin Fan would not know that he would be on duty tomorrow, so after the notice, Gu Feng left the cave, probably going to a nearby cave to find other disciples to pull cowhides.

Well, you can follow me and shine on this path of cultivation", Lin Fan shouted to the sky with a bronze sword.

Before dawn the next day, Lin Fan rushed to the mountain gate with a bronze sword, the position of the mountain gate is in the middle of the ethereal peak, a five-zhang wide stone road extends from here to the ethereal gate, and the mountain gate is at the head of the stone road, there is a small pavilion on the left side of the stone road, there is a stone table and four stone chairs on the small pavilion, and on the right side of the stone road, it is also a stone tablet, with three big characters written on the ethereal door.

The mountain gate is the only way to enter the Ethereal Gate, and of course, there is a second way, which is to break the barrier of the Ethereal Gate by force, but no one does it.