At the moment when Meng Yu's palm touched the iron rod, the old man in Mai who was leisurely closed on the rattan chair in the courtyard suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. Seeing the shocked appearance of the old man, the middle-aged man of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info was also puzzled for a while, and asked, "What happened?"

The old man frowned and muttered, "It's that thing." The old man's face was surprised, Meng Yunhai was a little ignorant at first, but it didn't take long for him to think of something and look surprised. "Are you talking about the stick?"

"That's right, it's the Black Prison Darkiron Rod. As he spoke, the old man actually stood up from his chair and looked at the Dharma Treasure Pavilion with deep eyes. The middle-aged man was a little puzzled. "It turns out that thing is called the Black Prison Xuantie Rod, but that thing can't be taken out at all, many clansmen have failed, even Meng Yi couldn't pull it out back then, how can Meng Yu do it?"

The old man in Mai said lightly something that made the middle-aged man feel even more incredible. "It was the stick that jumped out of itself, not that the little guy chose it, but that it recognized the little ghost. ”

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In the Dharma Treasure Pavilion, the moment Meng Yu held the iron rod, a message poured into his mind. "Black Prison Iron Rod, also known as Black Prison Iron Rod. "And then, there's no then, just one piece of information. There are no other records of the weapon, and its function and rank are unknown. But Meng Yu always felt that it was not simple, the grade should not be lower than the middle grade spirit weapon, and it might even be a high-grade spirit weapon, as for the immortal weapon, holy weapon and the like, Meng Yu did not dare to think about it.

However, what surprised Meng Yu even more was that he did not confess the Lord with blood or imprint his spiritual power, and this information appeared in his mind on his own. It seemed strange to him, but then he couldn't help but wonder why this thing was different from each other. Most of the other treasures can't be grasped, but it jumps out on its own.

Whatever, it saves me a drop of blood. Meng Yu didn't make any more confessions, after all, this thing is extraordinary, and it may not be possible to take it with common sense. What's more, the iron rod of Fang Cai has magically shrunk with his own mind, which is enough to explain some problems, as for its grade, Meng Yu no longer cares, about its usage and other information, only slowly discovered it in the future. In short, now this thing belongs to you.

Thinking of this, Meng Yu silently chanted loudly in his heart, and as a result, the iron rod actually became longer and thicker. He shouted "small" again, and then shrunk and recovered. This couldn't help but remind him of the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in the mythological drama of his previous life, and overjoyed, Meng Yu tried it many times.

Later, Meng Yu discovered that this Black Prison Xuantie Rod could not really change to an infinite size at will like the legendary Ruyi Golden Hoop Rod. And he also found that sometimes when he gave orders many times in a row, the thing didn't listen to it as if it was angry, giving people the illusion that it actually had intelligence.

Looking at the black iron rod that was about a meter long in his hand now, Meng Yu felt that it was quite appropriate to carry it behind his back or use it in battle with others. He was satisfied with its size, but Meng Yu was worried about another problem. This weapon is used by himself now, and its weight is very convenient, so in the future, as his body becomes stronger and his cultivation improves, he will inevitably use it too lightly and it will be a little unlucky. "Hey, no one is perfect, let alone a dead thing, forget it. Meng Yu sighed, but if this idea in his heart was known to the old man in Mai or other people who knew something about the treasure stick, I wonder if there would be an urge to strangle him.

As if he knew what the young man was thinking, just when Meng Yu had just had the idea that the iron rod would not be easy in the future, it suddenly became heavy.

"Bang"

Meng Yu was unprepared, the iron rod fell directly to the ground, and there was a crisp sound on the ground, fortunately he didn't hit himself, otherwise he would have to break his foot bones. Next, Meng Yu used several forces but couldn't lift it, and the iron rod made a buzzing sound, as if he looked very proud. Meng Yu was helpless, "I'm afraid of you, I'll take it, big brother, you are amazing, don't joke with me, I won't underestimate you in the future." ”

After praying, Meng Yu stretched out his hand again, and sure enough, the iron rod was lifted again. Meng Yu suddenly felt that this treasure was really good, although he didn't know its level or even how to use it, but if he threw it out unexpectedly when he was facing the enemy's battle, and suddenly became bigger and heavier, he would definitely be able to achieve miraculous results. Thinking of this, Meng Yu was really overjoyed, but the thoughts in his heart seemed to be known by the iron rod, although it was not a living being, but Meng Yu always felt strange in his heart.

In fact, the boy didn't know it, only because he had just obtained the magic weapon, and all he wanted in his heart was this thing and related to the magic weapon himself, and the connection between people and the treasure had just been established. In the future, unless you have the magic weapon in mind or some special circumstances, what you think in your heart will not be accepted by the magic weapon and make the change effect that Meng Yu wants. Of course, for this, in the cultivation of the near future, Meng Yu also discovered it very quickly.

Meng Yu put the magic weapon into the ring, he didn't really plan to carry a big stick all day, although it didn't look like a high-level treasure, but it couldn't help but feel weird. Although Meng Yu doesn't care about other people's eyes, sometimes he doesn't want to attract attention. What's more, magic weapons are not commonly used, relying on oneself is the way of the strong, and the most commonly used is the cultivation and some treasure techniques that oneself has, and the magic weapon is just a means of attack in case of emergency.

The selected magic weapons will become their personal belongings in the future, and they do not need to be returned as they did in the past. Therefore, there is no need to register, and the magic weapon is usually everyone's secret weapon before it is revealed in front of everyone. Of course, here, at least for the old man Mai, this may not be Meng Yu's secret, but he knows that everything he is in it cannot escape the old man's perception.

Fortunately, the old man in Mai was so indifferent to everything, and the old man's tranquil temperament made Meng Yu not worry about it. After putting away the iron rod, Meng Yu didn't stay any longer and walked out of the magic treasure pavilion.

When they came to the courtyard, Meng Yu looked at the performance of the two as if they knew something, it seemed that the magic weapon they had chosen was really not simple, otherwise how could they pay so much attention to it? Meng Yu thanked the old man Mai, and then left to the patriarch.

Looking at the young man's back, the taciturn old man said with a solemn face again: "Be kind to this little guy in the future." The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this, and he seemed to have some understanding of some things about Meng Yu when he heard the old man's meaning, and the old man was bound to be able to perceive it when the Luo family came. So, Meng Yunhai first bowed to the old man, and then said with a wry smile: "What happened that day must have been seen by you, I think if you come forward, even the people of the Luo family will not be able to take that girl away." ”

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