Chapter 54: It's over
"It's really rich. Qin Yang sat on the cloud bed, sipped a little wine, and sighed, his face full of envy.
How strong Zixiao Daojun was before, Qin Yang didn't actually have many specific concepts, he just felt that it was very strong, super strong......
Now sipping wine, sitting and watching the spiritual light scattered in the sky, as if a meteor shower is falling, endlessly, I have a specific concept of how rich Zixiao Daojun is......
That every spiritual light is at least a spiritual weapon, and even some spiritual lights are extremely powerful, and nine times out of ten they are stronger treasures......
What's more, the old man also said that there are many secret treasures that are not included in the magic weapon level, these secret treasures have different powers, but they have their own wonders, some secret treasures have chicken ribs, and some are very mysterious, and they are extremely against the sky.
However, even if it is a chicken rib secret treasure, its value is higher than that of ordinary magic weapons.
It's only a few glasses of wine, and there are almost thousands of magic weapons to scatter and escape......
It is impossible for Qin Yang not to envy him......
"It's a pity, my strength is too weak to catch up with these magic weapons, so I can only sit here and drink, wait for the rabbit, wait for the magic weapon that is not long-sighted, and jump into my arms by myself......" Qin Yang was a little regretful, a gluttonous feast, but it had nothing to do with himself.
I just don't know what happened over there, why the magic weapon dotted on the Duobao Heavenly Wheel fell and escaped......
"Whoosh......"
A rainbow swept by, speeding up one of the escaping lights.
When the rainbow dispersed, a middle-aged monk in a Taoist robe, holding a trembling green jade treasure gourd in his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, good baby......"
The middle-aged monk glanced at Qin Yang, who was sitting on the cloud bed drinking in the distance, turned into a divine rainbow and continued to chase other magic weapons......
Qin Yang's face was expressionless, and there was no wave in his heart, these monks who came to seize the magic weapon, as long as their eyes were not blind, they could see that this cloud bed was refined by the master who pinched the white clouds casually.
At such a time, people who are in the mood to refine a white cloud, sit on it and drink and watch a play, and are not afraid of offending the Two Holy Sects and Wanyong Merchant are definitely not ordinary people......
If the main owner is not there, he must go to seize the treasure, leaving Qin Yang, a junior, waiting here, naturally not afraid of being targeted.
Besides, with so many magic weapons scattered around, who is in the mood to deal with a junior who has just built a foundation......
However, in just half a pillar of incense, Qin Yang had already seen seven or eight people each catch up with a magic weapon, each magic weapon was full of inspiration, and the appearance was first-class......
"Forget it, drink the bar......" Qin Yang shook his head, lowered his head to eat and drink, gave up waiting for the rabbit, and gave up the magic weapon of waiting for the rabbit and giving birth to spirituality, sometimes it is stronger than the instinct of the demon beast, it is instinct to seek good fortune and avoid disaster, how can there be a blind rabbit magic weapon and crash to death on his own tree.
"Whoosh......"
There was another sound of breaking the air, and Qin Yang raised his eyelids and glanced at it casually.
A dim purple gold aura flew in his direction.
At a second glance, Qin Yang felt that something was wrong, this purple gold aura actually flew straight towards him, not to mention the speed, and the distance was getting closer and closer......
"......"
Qin Yang screamed strangely, his cold hair exploded, he instinctively felt the danger, he didn't have time to think about it, he turned over and jumped directly off the cloud bed.
When he fell, he turned over and looked, only to see that the cloud bed above his head was shattered by the purple gold spiritual light, and the already dim spiritual light was completely shattered and dissipated, and only a black thing fell towards the ground......
Qin Yang blackened his face, took out the Purple Crane Ink Basket, summoned the Purple Crane, caught himself, and flew towards the place where the black thing fell.
There was a large pit on the ground, and at the bottom of it was a sledgehammer covered with blackened surface, lying there quietly.
The sledgehammer resembles an urn gold hammer, but it is not a round shape, the two ends are thick, quite like a combination of an urn gold hammer and an ordinary iron hammer, the surface is charred black, there is no spiritual light, and the handle behind also has a fracture......
A broken magic weapon.
Qin Yang's complexion instantly became darker.
I was almost stoned to death by this flying magic weapon, not to mention, or a completely destroyed magic weapon, how black is my face?
Isn't it good luck before, and it's time to be unlucky next?
For a while, Qin Yang was a little imaginative, and he also muttered in his heart, after all, he had obtained the "Zixiao Dao Sutra" before, not to mention, after Zixiao Daojun pointed out, even the innate Hongmeng purple qi was given to him......
Have you exhausted all your luck now and are about to start to have bad luck?
Qin Yang always felt that this statement might be really possible, otherwise why would he be so remorseful?
"Whoosh......"
A divine rainbow fell in front of the big pit, and the middle-aged monk he had seen before stepped out, seeing Qin Yang slightly stunned, he looked up and looked at the sky again, the cloud bed was gone, and the middle-aged monk's face suddenly showed a trace of ......
"I just saw that this magic weapon hit something before, but I didn't expect it to hit the cloud bed, little guy, are you okay?
"The old man went to rob the treasure. Qin Yang stretched his face, this guy really can't open any pot......
The middle-aged monk didn't care, glanced at the severed sledgehammer in the pit, and showed regret: "The grade of this magic weapon itself should not be low, but it's a pity that the prohibition in it is shattered, the Dao pattern collapses, and even the aura of the material itself has been eliminated, and it has completely reduced to a piece of scrap iron, and I don't even have the qualifications to return to the furnace to practice as a material......"
The middle-aged monk shook his head, shook his body, and turned into a divine rainbow and flew away again......
But in a moment, another rainbow flew in, and a monk with sharp-beaked monkey gills, sunken cheeks, and a body as fat as a ball fell.
The monk glanced at the sky, then at Qin Yang, and his face was abrupt.
"It turned out that it hit the cloud bed...... then glanced at the pit with a sledgehammer, shook his head with a look of pity, turned around and flew away......
As soon as the man had gone, another monk fell, repeated the actions and words of the man in front of him, turned and flew away.
......
After a few times......
Qin Yang's face was as black as ink, as if he was about to drip black water, he gritted his teeth, and his back molars creaked.
If the strength is enough, these guys will be beaten to death on the spot!
Are these guys still human, everyone comes down and says the same thing, sick!
What a fart!
Seeing that no one finally fell to the ground, Qin Yang turned around and left, but as soon as he took two steps, he turned around with gritted teeth, jumped into the big pit, and grabbed the broken handle of the sledgehammer.
"I just left, I really can't swallow this breath, I have to pick up this broken hammer, smelt it, and throw it into the thatched house in any city as a stepping stone! Hey, it's quite heavy......
Putting the sledgehammer with the broken handle into the storage bag, Qin Yang walked out of the pit in a huff.
Just as another monk flew overhead, he paused for a moment, glanced down, and then ......
Suddenly flew away......
"It's over!" Qin Yang gritted his teeth and jumped to his feet angrily......