After leaving the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, Lu Fang took the Ninth Senior Brother, that is, the Nine Elders of the Martial Sect, to give him the three supernatural martial arts wooden cards that had been rubbed and printed, and walked all the way, in a relaxed mood, and walked two or three miles, and came to the front of the Armory Building.

This building is very unusual, you can't see the structure of the wood outside, all of them are made of large cyan rocks, each rock is the same size and specifications, the surface is very smooth and regular, and there are excellent lines and silk threads on it.

At each of the rock-to-rock joints, an unknown substance is embedded in it, which looks solid, connecting the adjacent stones together.

In front of the armory building, Lu Fang watched for a while.

The majestic armory building, compared with the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, is a little less elegant, but it is a little more solemn. These two buildings have their own merits, each with its own beauty and style.

When Lu Fang was wandering, at the gate of the Armory Building, a round-faced fat man suddenly rushed out, and asked very quietly: "Are you Lu Fang?"

"It's down there!" Lu Fang replied respectfully.

"Haha!" After listening to Lu Fang's reply, the round-faced fat man suddenly smiled brightly, with a witty face, and said with two pieces of blush on his face: "Little junior brother, come on, I'm finally waiting for you!"

Lu Fang took a closer look, but saw that the fat man in front of him was also an old man, although his gait was active and steady, his hair was already half white, and on the whole, his hair showed a silver color, and it was a little messy and a little disheveled, very easy-going.

Different from the emaciated, dull, and unsmiling face of the Nine Elders, the fat old man in front of him did not have a trace of wrinkles on his face except for his round face, his skin was very delicate and smooth, and his smile was also sincere and sincere, not as reluctant and far-fetched as the Nine Elders.

After the first photo, I saw that the old fat man's fat hand was always carrying a wine gourd, and he sent it to his mouth coldly.

Lu Fang looked at the fat old man in front of him blankly, and he really didn't know what to do.

In the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he was startled by the Nine Elders, the Nine Senior Brothers, and a thief. The caretaker of this armory building is so easy-going, it is simply a stark contrast. Although he is also an old man, and he doesn't know what the specific origin is, he is so easy-going that people feel that they can do without any rules, and they are also startled.

Seeing that Lu Fang hesitated for a while, the fat old man smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry! The old man is like this, please allow me to introduce myself: Taishang sat down the eighth disciple, the eighth elder of the Martial Sect, and the drunk old man is also!"

These Nine Elders and Eight Elders all look like old men in their sixties and seventies, which are comparable to the Dao Elders at the time of the Qing Xuan Meditation. These two people, one is called the old man, and the other is called the old man, and their age is indeed not small, and their age is naturally not as old as that of Wuzong Taishang, but if they really talk about age, I am afraid that they can scare many ordinary monks to death.

"I've seen Eighth Senior Brother!" Lu Fang bowed.

With the previous experience in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Lu Fang's mind was even more lively, and as soon as the other party opened his mouth, he knew that he was a senior brother, but the specific ranking was unknown, so it was not easy to call it at the beginning, which made the scene a little stiff.

But Lu Fang is not a rude person, and he is not a person who does not understand his mind, the other party is higher than him in terms of identity and strength, although there is a person with an unusual identity behind him who is helping him, but others can put down his posture and give him an easy-going attitude, how can he really look down on others, how can he sit under the ass of others.

It's just that as a young person, you should always have a solemn appearance, and don't dare to mess around without knowing it.

After the other party's introduction, Lu Fang greeted him very interestingly and politely.

"Don't say more!, please come in with Senior Brother Eight!" said the Eighth Elder.

Lu Fang followed the old man of the Eighth Senior Brother and entered the first floor of the Weapons Building, which was a hall.

The floor of this armory building is much wider than that of the Scripture Pavilion, and the light is much brighter.

In the center of the hall, there is a rattan chair and a bench made of special wood.

After the Eighth Elder entered the hall, he lay down on the rattan chair, shook it a few times, and beckoned, "Sit!"

"Senior Brother Xie Ba!" Lu Fang said after sitting down.

"This is the first time we met, and I didn't prepare any gifts, the most important thing in my life, old man, in addition to the master is the wine in my hand, and I also invited the little junior brother to take a sip, don't dislike the old man's ugly appearance!" The eighth elder shook the rattan chair and sent wine to his mouth.

When Lu Fang heard this, these words were so powerful.

Wine is a thing that varies from person to person, some people can drink it, some people can't drink it, but the eight elders' advice to drink wine is something that people can't refuse.

Could it be that you really think that others are ugly and disgusted!

Lu Fang obediently took the wine gourd handed over by the eighth senior brother, and shook it gently, it was full of wine, but it couldn't spill it.

When I smelled it in the mouth of the wine gourd, there was a sweet and mellow aroma, which went straight to my nose and throat. Today, I have to drink this wine even if I don't drink it, although I am still seventeen years old, at least I am also a monk, and I can't guess it according to common sense.

Lu Fang was bold, and took the wine gourd, after all, it was the first time in his life, poured it up, and drank it vigorously.

With a grunt, the wine went down.

In an instant, two patches of blush also appeared on Lu Fang's face, and he felt that after the wine entered his body, it turned into a stream of hot air and traveled all over his body.

"Haha!" The Eighth Elder took back the wine gourd and said, "Little junior brother is good. At a young age, he already has a lot of alcohol. Old man, I have been drunk for thousands of years, and if I don't have the strength of the Creation Realm, I will get drunk as soon as I keep him, and I will pour it down in one sip. ”

"Let Senior Brother see it!" Lu Fang said.

"Old man, my wine, although it is strong, is a spiritual wine, and ordinary people can't drink it, and they don't have to drink it. To be able to drink this wine, you need to be a monk who wants some concentration, and after this wine enters the body, it is transformed into the power of true yuan, which has the effect of promoting cultivation and replenishing true power!"

"Okay! I've drunk this wine, please come with my brother and pick out a handy weapon for my brother!"

After the Eighth Elder finished speaking, he got up from the rattan chair and walked straight towards the weapons shop in the hall on the first floor.

Lu Fang followed, got up from the bench, and behind his eighth senior brother, he watched the hall with all kinds of weapons, all kinds of types and quantities.

When it comes to weapons, Lu Fang is no stranger. At the time of Qingxuguan, the Taoist chief accepted eighteen ordinary martial arts disciples, and awarded eighteen kinds of martial arts and eighteen kinds of weapons.

These weapons in front of him were strangely shaped, many of them were weapons that he Lu Fang had never seen and heard of, and he thought that they also had special uses and intentions.

But see a handful of weapons. Some are like knives and swords, and they are not knives and they are not swords, and some are like spears, but they have the appearance of halberds, and they are nothing and are not like ......

Think about it, the eighteen weapons of the mortal world are still the originators of weapons, and the weapons of the monk world have appeared diverse, but they are not separated from their origins.

"How is it, junior brother, do you have a weapon that you like!" the Eighth Elder walked down the aisle in front of the rows of weapons.

Lu Fang saw and listened, shook his head, and said that there were more than a hundred and ten kinds of weapons in front of him, although they all looked extraordinary and not simple, but he didn't want to look at them, and he didn't even touch them.

Seeing that Lu Fang didn't look like it, the Eighth Elder smiled and said, "Senior brother has vision, please come upstairs with Senior Brother!"

Stepping on the cyan stone steps, one old and one young, the two entered the second floor of the Wuzong Weapons Building, but they saw that the hall in front of them was also the appearance of the hall, and all kinds of weapons were placed on the shelves around and on both sides, and the style and quantity were much less than those downstairs.

"These and the downstairs are all the standard weapons of my martial arts, although there is only one here, but there are many in the warehouse, as many as you want. Senior brother can pick at will!" The Eighth Elder took a sip of wine and said with a gourd.

The weapons on the second floor, in terms of style, are very the same as the eighteen weapons, but they have been slightly extended and changed.

Lu Fang walked to the front of a sword and took a closer look. The Eighth Elder immediately took out the sword and handed it to Lu Fang:

"Huoyun Sword!

Lu Fang took the sword and danced a few times in front of him, feeling that there was an obvious extraordinaryness on this sword, as if there was a kind of power blessed on this sword, and the monk used it, in addition to his own strength, he could also attach the power of the sword.

"Not bad!" Lu Fang praised. But he shook his head anyway and returned the sword.

"Senior brother, look again!" said the Eighth Elder with patience and enthusiasm.

Lu Fang walked in front of a row of weapons again, paused in front of a knife, and he looked again.

The Eighth Elder hurriedly took out the knife and handed it to him.

After Lu Fang took it, there was another dance in front of him, and like the previous sword, it also had the same extraordinary.

Although these swords are not simple, Lu Fang had used Tang Ming's swords, and he felt that there was always something missing in these weapons, and they could not be compared with the devices taught by the Dao Master.

Lu Fang looked at all the weapon shelves on the second floor, raised his eyes, and shook his head in disappointment.

Seeing this, the Eighth Elder said, "Please also ask my junior brother to follow me to the third floor!"

When I came to the third floor, I saw that the weapons in front of me were even rarer.

The Eighth Elder said: "The utensils and weapons here are all unique, and this is the only one in the world!"

Lu Fang walked in front of a big axe and couldn't help but stop and watch curiously. It was a double-sided axe, and it was very large and exaggerated, and there were streamers lingering on the axe from time to time.

When the Eighth Elder saw this, he immediately stretched out a hand, and he lifted the big axe: "I'm afraid I want my junior brother to catch it with both hands!"

When Lu Fang heard this, he also frowned, stretched out his hands, and caught the axe.

This axe is indeed heavy, after Lu Fang took it, if there was no reminder from the other party, he would not have been prepared to run the exercises, and he would definitely drop the axe to the ground.

Under the operation of the Prison Suppression Exercise, Lu Fang waved the axe with both hands, and as the axe flickered, there was a great sound of wind, and it was like a strong wind blowing, which still only condensed the true qi on the axe body, and did not release it. If it is released, I am afraid that it is an ordinary mountain rock, no matter how big it is, it will not be able to withstand the split of this axe.

"Sky Splitting Axe, what do you think, Senior Brother?" the Eighth Elder smiled when he saw it.

Lu Fang stretched out his hand, handed the axe back again with both hands, and said, "This axe is powerful." It's also a little heavy for me, but this style of weapon is not suitable for me, and I am not satisfied!"

"Haha!" The Eighth Elder laughed again, took a sip of wine and said, "Senior Brother, this weapon is either too light or too heavy, and it is indeed not easy to choose, so simply don't choose it!"

After listening to the words of the eighth senior brother, Lu Fang was very puzzled, his brows were tightly locked, and he was really embarrassed in his heart, after all, he had read all the other party's weapons, and he did not choose the weapons that he wanted.