Tian Yan hurriedly knelt down, saluted respectfully, and uttered words of worship and prayer, but he couldn't stop thinking in his heart: "Let you be majestic and invincible, after all, you can't escape the strangulation of heaven and earth." In the end, everything is scattered, and how many people remember the prestige of your old man? My generation of cultivators is fighting for their lives with heaven and earth, but how to break this cage?" sighed and raised his head, staring at the portrait on Mo, stunned.

Just as he was distracted, a faint purple light suddenly appeared on the table below the scroll, flickering slightly, echoing with the Mo Shang token hanging in the air. He knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward, only to see a square purple-black seal in the middle, on which two words were engraved with an ancient seal, vaguely distinguishable, it was the name of Moshang.

He was about to pick it up and take a closer look, but the seal flew up on its own, and came to the side of the token on the Mo leisurely, with a soft snap, and a mark was stamped. The token on the Mo suddenly clicked in the middle, and the purple light rolled up, dragged the seal, and closed it again, wrapping it in the heart and turning it into one.

After this change, there was no abnormality in the token on the mo, the purple light disappeared, and Shi Shiran fell back into Tian Yan's hands. He knew that there must be something strange in it, and when he looked inward, he felt that the spirit rhyme was drumming, the abyss was as deep as the sea, and there was a great wind and clouds, and the momentum was endless, and he actually achieved a nine-grade magic weapon, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed.

The formed nine-grade magic weapon is definitely not more than twenty in the six realms, even if it is an immortal, there are only one or two pieces in the purse, and when fighting the law, it is a great help. It seems that Tian Yan and other small cultivators, holding the Dingtian Bow in his hand, relying on the cheapness of the best Dao Crystal, can also make Fang Qinghua, the powerhouses of the Eighth Realm iQue, frequently deflated, even if he looks at the six realms, no one dares to underestimate him by half a point. The power can be seen.

This gift is not insignificant. Tian Yan couldn't help but think: "Once the master recognized me as an unsuccessful apprentice, he made up for my soul shortcomings, and assigned immortal powers such as Brother Chuanyun to follow me, and now he has given me a treasure." She left the world early, and her relationship with me was very short, but her love for me was not necessarily less. At this point, I was even more grateful, and knelt down in front of the portrait, and served him respectfully.

He got a good baby, and he couldn't hold it back, so he wanted to try its power. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to open it in this hall and damage the portrait of the master, so I went to the courtyard, and the Dao power in my hand flowed, and a purple light shot out of the token on the mo, which was shooting on a big stone.

The purple light flashed and disappeared, but the big stone was not at all, just lying quietly, stupid as before. He only felt strange, and when he walked in front of the big rock, he tried it, but he did not see any disintegration and collapse, and his heart was even more suspicious. Immediately, a few more purple rays of light shot out, and all of them were submerged in the boulder, and they didn't want to be still useless, and they didn't have half of their killing power.

At this time, she had a guess in her heart: "Could it be that this token is not used to attack the enemy, but to be used on her own body?"

This time, he suddenly felt the effect, only to feel that the whole arm sank violently, and it was several times heavier, and under the imbalance, he was caught off guard, and he was taken to a stumbling position. At this point, he already had a little guess in his heart, and after a moment of careful understanding, he added a little more strength, and hit the palm of his hand again.

The heaviness on his arms suddenly disappeared, but it was lighter, and his whole body was dragged upwards. This time, he was on guard, he never made a fool of himself, the purple light on his hand reappeared, and his body had been restored to its original state.

In this way, there is no mystery about the utility of this strange token. This thing is not used for frontal killing, but it can change the weight of the character, and when facing the enemy, it will suddenly come out, and the attack will be caught off guard, and it will have miraculous results.

Thinking of this, he suddenly played, used enough Dao power, and shot a few purple lights at the big stone one after another. The boulder suddenly rose, like a balloon, fluttering and flying high, and when the long wind blew, it hid in the clouds and disappeared. He shot out a few more purple lights, and the big stone suddenly fell from the clouds, and quickly smashed into the long grass outside the courtyard, and after a muffled sound, the ground under his feet trembled, which showed its heavy strength. It was because he deliberately increased the weight of the boulder that he had such power.

This courtyard is in disrepair, it has long been decayed and lost teeth, after this tremor, there are several dilapidated places that can not stand it, and it collapses violently, and the smoke and dust are everywhere, and it is a fog.

Tian Yan blamed himself, stuck out his tongue, saluted respectfully in the hall, and was about to slip out of the door. As soon as he raised his foot, he heard a faint whining cry from under the ruins, although the sound was very small, and when it reached his ears, it was like a thunderbolt from a sunny day, and the ground was thundering, and he was unable to move. He hurriedly held his breath and listened carefully, the whining sound came again, this time it was already recognizable, it was the sound of heaven that his own soul was haunted by, and he didn't dare to forget it for half a year.

It was as if he had been electrified, and suddenly a spirit threw himself into the pile of ruins. Carefully check and search, for fear that a heavy hand will press out the vocalizing thing, which is a regret that can no longer be made up for in this life.

The ruins were not very large, and he gently picked up some rotten wood and broken bricks, and there was something that came into view, shaped like a peach, with a green body, and a round body with short and thin limbs, which looked very pleasing, and it was a concentric sword fruit.

As if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world, he gently picked up this concentric sword fruit with trembling hands, examined it carefully for a while, and when he saw that it was safe, he laughed. Thinking of Ziyang's loneliness for ten thousand years, getting out of trouble is already in front of me, and there is a sour nose, and tears have flowed. Crying and laughing like this, mixed with joy and sorrow, for a while, I couldn't stop.

The concentric sword fruit in his hand was originally just tossing and turning with his eyes closed, whining and being irritable, and listening to the sound of laughter endlessly, and after turning it over a few times, he finally got up slowly, staggered and stretched a lazy waist, and the small sesame eyes of black sesame seeds were opened. When Tian Yan saw it moving, he immediately stopped his breath and stared at it, for fear that if this fruit made a leap, he would go back to the ruins, escape and never find it again.

The big eyes on both sides stared at each other, but in a moment, the concentric sword fruit suddenly let out a cheerful roar, and the body shrank suddenly, and a stream of pink juice squeezed out, pouring it on Tian Yan's head and face.

The two sides were very close to each other, and Tian Yan was in a mood again, but when he turned his mind, he couldn't dodge it, and he was drenched all over his face. The juice did not flow and drip, but in the blink of an eye, it was submerged into his body, and there was no trace of it.