The whole Tibetan Soldier Pavilion is a bronze wall and iron wall, surrounded by countless mountains and stones, hanging the plaque of "Tibetan Soldier Pavilion", the word dragon flies and the phoenix dances, debauchery. The interior of the Tibetan Arsenal is magnificent, and all kinds of weapons are made by famous refiners. Some swords are multicolored and gold-inlaid treasures, or simple and heavy, or multicolored glass. Each weapon was arranged according to the category and grade from high to low, and the countless killing aura emitted by various treasures overflowed, making the entire Tibetan Arsenal have a solemn color.

There was an old man sitting in a rocking chair in the Tibetan Arsenal, his eyelids slightly open, waking up and sleeping. When Yan Lingyun passed by, his eyelids were raised, but he quickly shrugged down, turned over his body, and fell into a deep sleep.

The entire Tibetan Arsenal covers an area of dozens of miles, and there are countless weapons, which is dazzling.

"Brother Lingyun, what weapon are you going to use?" Chu Chenxue blinked and asked curiously on the side.

Yan Lingyun shook his head, his face full of thought, "I haven't figured out what to use yet. ”

Chu Chenxue didn't look for a weapon, for her, the most precious weapon of the Chu family was given to her. Although it is not as good as the ground-level weapon behind the Hidden Soldier Pavilion, the Ning Bi Sword in his hand is also a genuine eight-rank human-level weapon, which is still much better than the newborn weapon.

"Hahaha, it's worthy of a human-level weapon, it's easy to use. The freshmen on the side danced with their eyebrows. These families are not as generous as the Chu family, the first family in Lingcheng, and can give these disciples human-level weapons. Therefore, for most people, the Hidden Arms Pavilion is simply a treasure trove.

At this time, Yan Lingyun's eyes were attracted by a halberd in the corner. The handle of the halberd reads "Coiled Dragon Halberd". Yan Lingyun held the handle in his hand, and the entire halberd was only slightly raised.

"Huh?" Without using the power of qi and blood, his arm strength is also four hundred catties, and he can't even hold this halberd. Yan Lingyun roared angrily, and the power of qi and blood worked rapidly. Only then did he hold the halberd firmly in his hand.

The first feeling of the halberd was heavy, and the air was really swirling, and with a wave of his hand, the air was cut and made a "hissing" sound. The second feeling is that it is long, and the whole halberd is more than ten feet, which is also unique among these weapons.

The halberd, the hegemon of a hundred soldiers, has the characteristics of both Ge and spear, can stab straight, can strike horizontally, and has great destructive power. The halberd handle has a long weight and is amazingly powerful. But it is also abandoned by most people because of weight and cost. In the Gods and Demons Continent, more people will choose lighter knives or swords.

But for Yan Lingyun, taking the path of body refining, the halberd is the best weapon for him. Although it is only a fourth-grade human-level treasure, it is indeed the most suitable for Yan Lingyun to exert his strength.

Yan Lingyun walked up to Zou Guangfei and said excitedly, "Senior Brother Zou, I have made a choice!"

"Once you have chosen, you can go to the outer gate elder to register. Zou Guangfei pointed with his finger.

Yan Lingyun looked at Zou Guangfei's gesture and saw that the elder of the Tibetan Soldiers Pavilion was actually the old man who was sleeping leisurely. Yan Lingyun was also secretly surprised, it was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Lingxiao Palace.

Xi Yan also walked out with a big knife, nodded to Yan Lingyun, and walked to the side to study it.

At this time, everyone rushed up and scrambled around the old man.

"A bunch of little kids, I've been woken up. Take out your nameplate and I'll engrave it. The old man yawned disapprovingly and muttered.

Yan Lingyun also hurriedly took out the nameplate just now and gave it to him. After handing over the old man's nameplate, the old man seemed to have inadvertently touched Yan Lingyun's wrist.

Then the old man smiled and said, "Good, good, good." ”

Yan Lingyun was also inexplicable, he didn't know what he was doing, so he just thanked him and left quickly.

"Yan Lingyun!"

Yan Lingyun frowned slightly, and looked towards the location of the voice. Yan Junyu held a long red knife in his hand and shouted loudly.

Yan Junyu saw everyone's eyes looking over, and shouted eagerly, "Yan Lingyun, do you dare to have a duel." ”

"Huh......." The crowd also let out a burst of boos.

It is common for the disciples of Lingxiao Palace to see the duel in the trial ground, but it is generally carried out when the cultivation is almost the same. Now Yan Junyu wants to be higher than Yan Lingyun Triple, not to mention that Yan Junyu is still a descendant, and the exercises are definitely much better than Yan Lingyun.

Yan Lingyun frowned slightly, and said lightly, "The fourfold battle of practicing qi against the sevenfold of practicing qi, sure enough, the skin of the pig is indeed thick." ”

Yan Jun faced the ridicule of everyone and Yan Lingyun, and he couldn't hold his face and said, "I'll give you two months to prepare, and if you win, I'll give you three Qi Gathering Pills." ”

"Qi Gathering Pill?"

Yan Junyu looked at Yan Lingyun with contempt, "Three Juyuan Pills can greatly increase the cultivation speed of the Qi cultivation period, and they are of great use to you, and a hillbilly like you must not have used it." ”

"Okay, then it's a deal!" Yan Lingyun's face remained unchanged and agreed.

"Yan Lingyun, Yan Lingyun, although Lingxiao Palace has rules that can't kill you, if you accidentally seriously injure you, it's best to abolish you, it's not too difficult. Dare to go against me, even if you are a genius, how can you surpass me in two months. Yan Junyu thought with hatred in his heart.

Yan Junyu was jealous that Yan Lingyun was accompanied by Chu Chenxue, and he didn't expect that he would be able to enter Lingxiao Palace and sit on an equal footing with him. For Yan Junyu, he had already secretly killed Yan Lingyun. But Yan Lingyun didn't hate Yan Junyu to the bone marrow. The two returned to their residences with their own ghosts. And this matter was also spread by the disciples of the outer sect of Lingxiao Palace.

The Imperial Palace of the Heavenly Xuan Kingdom

A bewitching man sat on a seat carved with pythons, wearing a purple and gold crown with a bundle of hair on his head, a golden four-clawed python robe, and a delicate jade belt tied around his waist, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his face was like peach petals, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without waves. A middle-aged man dressed in black fell to his knees, motionless.

"How's it going? The man said expressionlessly.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, neither the Chu family nor the Yan family expressed their position, and the gifts sent were also returned. The man in black said mechanically.

"Those two old foxes are very shrewd, and it seems that they will not express their position easily. The prince's eyes were closed, and his thumb kept rubbing the plate ring in his hand. The emperor is dying, and the imperial court has long been planning constantly, especially his ninth brother, whose power is already faintly comparable to him, how can he not be in a hurry.

"I heard that in Lingxiao Palace, Yan Junyu and Yan Lingyun of the Yan family declared war?" the prince said slowly.

"Yes. ”

"Prepare a heavy gift, send someone to deliver it to the two of you secretly, remember that it is a secret. The prince raised his hand and said.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it. The man in black quickly disappeared into the palace.

"Since you don't take sides, then I'll force your family's people to fight. The corners of the prince's mouth outlined a sneer, "I want more than just the throne......"