Years of suffering have made Qin Shuang understand a truth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and it will not be higher than everyone else.

The god-level martial soul makes him have the key conditions to become a god-level martial artist, even the current high-level divine expert of Shangwu Kingdom cannot reach Qin Shuang's level of appreciation of dead weapons, which is all the benefits brought by god-level martial souls.

This is his strength.

The advantage must become a secret and not be known to anyone except yourself.

Anyone.

However, Qin Shuang currently needs not only strength, but also power.

With the help of Lingji is a good choice.

However, if you want Lingji to believe in herself and be willing to invest in herself, she must make her think that it is worth it.

"Hmph, a little show of your hand, you still need it." Qin Shuang thought to himself.

"Boy, I'm asking you, have you been living in a mess and forgotten your business? Hmph, I know that people like you are unreliable and have no cultivation value. ”

Qin Shuang lightly raised his sword eyebrows.

Without much explanation, he spoke directly and recited the contents of the book that Ling Ji gave him.

Word-for-word, exceptionally fluent.

After reciting, Ling Ji's face showed a little smile.

"Giggles, it's okay, my memory is good, I just don't know, how many layers can you comprehend?"

Qin Shuang's hands turned into sword fingers, and he made a gesture in the void, completely in accordance with the method recorded in the book.

It's not very skilled, but it's decent.

Ling Ji's face did not change, but she was a little surprised in her heart: "This kid can cross the Huangquan Road, needless to say perseverance and toughness, and his memory is also good, but I didn't expect that his understanding is also very high, it seems that what the master said is good, it is really rare, rare." ”

Qin Shuang demonstrated for a while, and Ling Ji did not move.

After Qin Shuang stopped, Ling Ji said: "Whether you have the ability or not, these alone are not enough, go, I will take you to a place." ”

After speaking, Ling Ji pushed the door out, and although Qin Shuang had doubts in his heart, he had no choice but to follow.

Follow Ling Ji and walk in the Yunlan Martial Mansion without any obstacles.

In the end, Qin Shuang followed Ling Ji to a remote compound in Yunlan Martial Mansion.

There is a semicircular building in the wide compound, as if half a huge watermelon is buckled on the ground, the semicircular building is four or five zhang high, and the diameter is at least dozens of zhang, which is not small in scale and quite magnificent.

In front of the semicircular building stands a stone monument that is two feet high.

There are words on the stele, which are painted with cinnabar.

Qin Shuang fixed his eyes.

"Mozuka?"

That's right, the stele is the word mound.

"Hiss......, the mound, is it the meaning of the mound of dead weapons?" Qin Shuang thought secretly in his heart.

There were two big men guarding the stele, and when the two big men saw Ling Ji coming, they immediately bowed down and saluted.

"Your Excellency, you're here."

Ling Ji waved her hand: "Well, don't be polite, open the mound." ”

"Yes."

The door of the mound was opened, and Qin Shuang followed Ling Ji in.

There is a lot of space inside, Qin Shuang entered the mound, and when he took a look, he saw that there were many stone platforms in the mound, and the stone platforms were of different heights, at least hundreds or even thousands, however, on the top of each stone platform, there was a dull dead weapon.

Counting, there are as many as thousands of dead weapons in this mound.

Qin Shuang thought secretly in his heart: "Hey, so many dead weapons are priceless wealth, it's a pity and sadness, seeing so much wealth, but it can't be used at all, it's really providential to make people, only the Divine Appraiser can make these ancient divine soldiers reappear in the sky, well, the Divine Appraiser, it is really a great and sacred profession." ”

Of course, even in ancient times, they can't all be divine soldiers.

All treasures are spiritual and can be self-sealed, so among these dead weapons, there are actually all grades.

Whether there is a god soldier or not, no one can say clearly.

Only a divine connoisseur, a divine connoisseur with a super ability to discriminate, can distinguish it.

Ling Ji glanced at Qin Shuang, and when she saw Qin Shuang's surprised expression, she seemed very proud.

"Qin Shuang, I don't need to introduce more, every piece here is a dead weapon left over from ancient times."

Qin Shuang nodded and walked over slowly.

He found that these dead weapons included swords and swords, axes and clubs, all kinds and variety.

There is only one thing that is the same, these dead weapons, all of them are gray, dull, lifeless, without the slightest edge and sharpness.

Qin Shuang was even fantasizing about what it would be like when these treasures bloomed thousands of years ago.

While thinking, a show hand picked up a long knife that Qin Shuang was looking at.

"Qin Shuang, you did a good demonstration outside just now, come, give it a try."

Qin Shuang took the long knife from Ling Ji's hand.

"Give it a try, how do you try it?"

"Hehe, it's very simple, use the method you learned, try to see through the prohibition and judge the grade of this dead weapon."

"This ......, Sister Lingji, embarrass me, you also said that the Divine Appraiser is not someone who wants to be a Divine Appraiser, even if he can walk through Huangquan Road, it is just a premise, full of calculations, I have only been in contact with the Divine Appraiser for a few days, do you think I can judge the grade of the dead weapon now?"

After hearing this, Ling Ji raised her head slightly and made a provocative move.

"Well, you're right, I just want to see how you look ugly and extinguish your temper, otherwise you kid, you will never know how thick the sky is, come and give it a try, maybe your luck is still so good, you can guess right or maybe, giggle......."

Qin Shuang replied: "Sister Lingji, you can't say anything like this, you are embarrassing me clearly." Even if those magic techniques are useful, if the original level of this dead weapon is too high, even a real divine connoisseur may not be able to identify it. ”

"Yo, what, that's right, I just want to embarrass you, I just want to embarrass you, I'm afraid?"

"Afraid? I, Qin Shuang, really don't know how to write the words I am afraid of. ”

"That's nonsense, try it, and let me see how ugly you are."

It feels like it's almost there, Qin Shuang no longer talks nonsense with Ling Ji.

What tricks, what tips, for him, these are not needed at all to identify dead weapons.

He only needs to run the god-level martial soul in his body.

However, this point cannot be discovered by Ling Ji.

As a result, when Qin was holding the long knife in both hands, he had already begun to operate the god-level martial soul.

Sure enough, a faint trace of spiritual power came out of the long knife.

"Sucking out the spiritual power in the long knife is obviously easier than the rusty sword, and it is much easier, it seems that the original level of this long knife is not high."

Qin Shuang peeked at Ling Ji.

Ling Ji's expression was very proud, Qin Shuang secretly thought: "Ling Ji must also have a certain ability of a divine appraiser, she may not be able to break the seal, but she should be able to identify the grade of some low-level dead weapons, this long knife in front of her, I'm afraid she knows it, otherwise, if I say it casually, she can't judge whether it is accurate, why do you look at my joke?" ”

It seemed that Qin Shuang was playing with the long knife in his hand, but in fact, he had already sucked out a trace of spiritual power from the long knife.

According to the strength of this trace of spiritual power, Qin Shuang was judging the original grade of the long knife.

There was a problem that plagued Qin Shuang.

Treasures are very precious in this world, so he rarely sees them, but fortunately, when he became the proud son of the Qin family, he saw them from his grandfather.

So he had a little impression, otherwise, even if he sucked out the spiritual power, he would not be able to determine the grade of the dead weapon.

Luckily, this long knife has a very low level, only the level of the yellow grade.

Judging the grade, Qin Shuang put the long knife on the stone platform, and then began to pretend to operate the method, according to the record in the book, to try to identify the original grade of the long knife.

After about a stick of incense, Qin Shuang was still busy working, and sweat was already on his forehead.

Ling Ji looked at it with a comfortable heart.

She did know the grade of this long knife, and the reason why she did this was because she wanted to beat the sharp energy on Qin Shuang's body, so that she could use it for her own use in the future.

"How about the kid, if it doesn't work, forget it, follow me in the future, and I'll teach you slowly."

It's time for another cup of tea.

Ling Ji was already a little impatient.

"Okay, okay, as long as you know, if you don't rely on me, you won't be able to become a divine connoisseur at all, that's enough, and you will be honest and obedient in the future, and you will have benefits."

Qin Shuang was still working hard, and Ling Ji's words, he didn't hear them at all.

It was a while longer.

"Hey, I'll tell you to stop, you're really a stubborn donkey, those spells have a strong counter-devouring effect on soul power, if you don't do it, forget it, if you force it, it will hurt your soul power."

The play was almost over, and Qin Shuang stopped.

He picked up the long knife again, sweating profusely and said to Ling Ji: "Sister Ling Ji, it seems that my luck is really good this time, the original level of this dead weapon is not high, if I guess correctly, it should be a yellow-level mid-grade, right?" ”

After speaking, Ling Ji was stunned, staring at Qin Shuang with dead eyes, her face full of shock.

Ling Ji exclaimed in her heart: "This, this is impossible. This kid has only been in contact with the Divine Inspector for less than a month, and the book I gave him, no matter how strong his comprehension is, it is impossible to identify the original level of the dead weapon on the first attempt, even if the level of this dead weapon is very low, he, how did he get it? ”

Qin Shuang stretched out his hand and shook it a few times in front of Ling Ji's eyes.

"Sister Lingji, Sister Lingji? Am I mistaken? ”

Ling Ji came back to her senses at this time, and her expression was slightly embarrassed.

"Uh......, hehe, it's not much worse, your kid is really lucky. Come on, you try this one again. As she spoke, Ling Ji picked up another long sword and handed it to Qin Shuang.

"Come on, try again."

Qin Shuang said helplessly: "Sister Lingji, didn't you say it just now, those tricks are very sad, I'm dizzy now, I really can't do it." ”

"Let's try again."

"I really can't do it, just spare me."

Qin Shuang's every move, word and deed is reasonable and very realistic, but Ling Ji is a little emotional.

Is it a genius? Or luck? Or for what reason, she couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Qin Shuang was indeed in low spirits, and Ling Ji could not continue to persecute him.

After a few breaths, Ling Ji sighed: "Hey, in that case, it's okay, maybe your kid not only has the foundation to become a divine connoisseur, but also has the talent." After speaking, Ling Ji waved one hand, and there was one more thing in her hand.

Qin Shuang looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but feel happy.