Zhuang Zhuang thought of this and said to Liuhua: "Let's choose this one, it looks pretty good!" The rest of the weapons really didn't have any mood to choose after solemnly seeing the golden hoop stick, I don't know if this artifact is the stick with endless power in the legend, in this comprehensive world, Zhuang Zhuang doesn't believe too much, and the heroic spirit summoned in this Holy Grail war ritual can't be 100% Monkey King. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Liuhua said with a look of "It's good that you have decided, Zhuang Jun has decided, let's get out of here as soon as possible, the environment here makes me very uncomfortable." Liuhua's little face was tense and he frowned and looked at the weapons around him, obviously the ferocity emitted by those weapons made Liuhua very uncomfortable.

Solemnly looked at Liuhua's appearance and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, then let's take it and leave!"

Just as he solemnly stretched out his hand to take the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, an old and powerful voice suddenly sounded from the door, and the serene meditation in his tone made people unable to have any desire to resist in their hearts.

"The donor can't help it, if these weapons don't have the absolute strength, I'm afraid they will be hurt by the sharp intent on the weapons!"

Zhuang Zhuang couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the voice, he hurriedly turned his head to look at the door where the voice came out, this is an old monk with an extremely awkward appearance, as for why it is awkward, it is because the old monk's crane hair is childish, and the white inch of white hair on his head seems to have just grown, there is no wrinkle on his face, the whole heavenly court is full of round light, and his voice is extremely old.

"When did you come in, I didn't even find out!" Zhuang Zhuang looked at the old monk vigilantly, and his figure subconsciously moved forward slightly in front of Liuhua and said: "Why did the master say this, these weapons look more fierce at most, what will be hurt by this?"

The old monk sighed when he saw his solemn appearance and said, " At the beginning, these weapons were stored in this hall in order to calm the ferocity in its weapons, but what people didn't expect was that after these weapons got together, the sharp meaning was actually kneaded together, resulting in this hall becoming a warm place for these weapons, if you can't bear the ferocity of the weapons, I'm afraid that you will be attacked by the whole body by the intention of the soldiers in the whole cushion, as for why prevent the donor from taking the weapons, because these weapons have a fierce intent, if they are taken by the donor without authorization, the old monk is really uncomfortable, so the donor or leave it！”

Solemnly smiled when he heard this, his hand frozen in mid-air suddenly moved and held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd Halberd Pole directly, and suddenly a fierce and sharp intent full of spiritual charm came to the surface, and it actually blew the solemn face with pain, solemn Seeing this, he couldn't help but turn all over his body, after trying his best to suppress the ferocity of Fang Tian's painting halberd, he looked at the old monk's helpless gaze and said loudly: "Master, don't worry, I won't do anything to harm others with a weapon, besides, if I run out, I will return it, please rest assured!"

The old monk sighed when he heard this, and when he saw the solemn and firm tone, he knew that he couldn't persuade people with his mouth, so he put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, if the donor forcibly insists on going his own way, the old monk has to use force to make the donor let go!"

Zhuang Zhuang was not surprised to see this, he knew that tonight in the encounter with this old monk this matter is not good, he weighed the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, although the weight of it is not worth mentioning for him at present, but he does not know how to use this long and heavy weapon, after taking off the Fang Tian painting halberd, solemnly said to the old monk: "Master, after all, this is a storage place for valuable weapons, if something is broken, it is really ashamed, and please ask the master to go outside to show it." ”

The old monk nodded after a moment of silence, he took a deep look at the solemn glance holding Fang Tian's painting halberd, opened the door of the hall and stood out first.

"Zhuang Yan, what should we do? Are we really going to beat the old man?" asked Liuhua in a low voice with a hesitant face.

Hearing this, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but smile and said, "This is not an ordinary old man, he is a martial arts master......!" It seems that this master is so virtuous, we are already like this, and we haven't done it yet!"

After solemnly sighing, after taking the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and taking the Six Flowers out of the Hall of Heroes and Fame, he solemnly handed the Fang Tian Painting Halberd to the Six Flowers and said, "Can the Six Flowers be moved?"

Liuhua hurriedly went up and held the halberd rod of Fang Tian's painting halberd with two small hands, it seemed that it was extremely easy between the swings of his hands, Liuhua nodded and said, "No problem, this weight is simply a small kiss!"

Zhuang solemnly nodded slightly and lowered his voice: "Na, I'm going to compete with the old monk now, and after I drag him, Liuhua will take the opportunity to fly away!"

Liuhua knew that this was not a matter of discussing who went on and who left, saying that her strength was stronger than Zhuang Yan, but the combat experience was still a little rare, and after hearing the solemn arrangement, she quickly nodded and said, "I know!"

Seeing Liuhua solemnly nodding, he relieved himself and Liuhua came to the open space outside the hall and stood opposite the old monk.

He solemnly looked at the old monk who had been clasping his hands together and said, "The master still doesn't know your name?"

"If the donor turns around and puts the weapon back now, the old man can do nothing. After Shikong reported his name, he still tried to persuade solemn again.

After solemnly hearing Shikong's words, he couldn't help scratching his head and said with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry Master Shikong, it's really because of some unspeakable secrets, that's why I came here to look for weapons, you can rest assured that I will definitely not take it to do anything harmful, if I run out, I will definitely return it!"

Shi Kong looked at the solemnity with a calm and sincere face, and he couldn't help but sigh and said: "The old man knows that the donor has no trace of lying, but the rules set by the temple at the beginning cannot be abolished, if the donor can not hold on to me now, then this weapon can be lent to the donor for a period of time." ”

Zhuang Zheng's expression was shocked, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that he was relieved, to be honest, he went to someone else's house to steal other people's things and was discovered by the master's family, and this master treated the thief kindly and persuaded him, and even agreed to such an unreasonable request after making sure that others would not use it to harm others and would return it, which made Zhuang Zhuang is ashamed.

Although Zhuang Zhuang was ashamed, his thoughts in his heart did not change, after all, this was the most important holy relic for summoning the Heroic Spirit, and it was difficult for him to know for a while whether there were other holy relics in other places besides knowing here, and even if there were, it was just a needle in a haystack, especially in such a comprehensive world.

With a solemn expression, he looked at Shikong, who was standing opposite him, and said: "That master has been offended, and when the matter is done, he will definitely come to the door to apologize to the master!"

Hearing this, Shikong still clasped his hands together, and said with a calm face: "Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Zheng slowly pulled out the Broken Empty Knife on his waist, and the true qi in his body flowed endlessly between the Broken Empty Knife and his body, and the running speed had already reached the limit, and Zhuang Zheng instantly entered the realm of "Sword Heart Clearing". For this inconspicuous old monk who seems to be in addition to the crane hair and childish face, solemnly holding the highest vigilance, it will definitely not be easy to think about being able to enter the vicinity of solemnity silently.

(There should be another chapter later。。。。。 Presumably。。。。。 /manual funny)