Qing Ya's brows furrowed more and more, and he didn't pay any attention to what the sect saint said, just stared down at the short sword in front of him, and fell into deep thought. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the others also walked to the wooden frame one after another, looking at the magic weapon on the wooden frame with a happy face, looking elated. The treasures originally displayed in this Yongluan Pavilion were far more than these, but over the years, groups of people have entered this place, but they have almost swept away the magic weapons in it, and only these few pieces remain.

But even so, the others are still extremely satisfied, the treasures that can be displayed here, even if they pick the rest, are not comparable to ordinary spirit weapons, for them, it is already enough, where will there be any dissatisfaction.

It's just that the magic weapon here may be too high-grade, or for some other reason, but it can't be used immediately, and it must be refined and recognized before it can be. It's just that this process is not a day's work, and I'm afraid it will take a year and a half to get it.

"I think this Yongluan Pavilion should be the original place where the monks meditated and practiced, look at the futon on the ground, each of them is full of aura, if you can sit on it and practice, it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

Boss He took the lead in putting the dust whisk into the storage bag, and when his eyes turned, he fell on the futon on the ground again, and sat cross-legged without hesitation, and actually began to cultivate.

I saw that Boss He had just sat on the futon and started to exercise, and a faint light suddenly lit up from under him, and then wisps of smoke visible to the naked eye came out of the futon and slowly rotated around Boss He.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure."

When everyone saw this, their eyes lit up, and they saw that the faint smoke suddenly began to condense, and it turned into a lotus flower shape and fell under Boss He, emitting a faint white light.

As soon as this lotus square appeared, a richer aura immediately gushed out from the futon, and with a fragrant fragrance that seemed to be nothing, it frantically converged towards Boss He, which made Boss He's expression immediately perk, and he became surprised and inexplicable.

"This futon actually has the effect of calming the nerves and calming the soul."

Seeing this, everyone's faces were slightly startled at first, and then showed ecstasy.

You must know that when a monk meditates and cultivates, it is essential to have abundant aura, but in addition, it is also necessary for the monk to be unified and have no distractions. If you can't do this, not only will it greatly affect your cultivation speed, but in serious cases, you may even go mad.

Although the probability of the latter is really small, it is very rare to happen in reality, after all, who can step into the path of cultivation, who is not a person with a strong will.

You must know that the more focused and serious you are in the cultivation process, the higher the efficiency of your cultivation will be, and perhaps this benefit is not obvious at the lower realm, but when you step into a higher realm, it is not easy to improve your cultivation even the slightest. Therefore, those high-level seniors can retreat for a hundred years or even longer, just to increase their mana a little bit, but they are a little helpless.

Therefore, the most taboo thing for any monk to avoid during retreat is to be disturbed and distracted, which will affect his state of mind. However, this mysterious futon has a calming effect, which is really unexpected.

Elder Daihu and Elder Mingyou showed ecstasy on their faces, and hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the futon through the air, but the futon did not react in the slightest, and it still did not move.

Elder Mingyou frowned, snorted between his noses, leaned over and grabbed the futon in his hand, and struggled to lift it. However, this futon seemed to have taken root, and despite Elder Mingyou's strength, it was as stable as a rock.

Seeing this scene, everyone's reactions were different, some were surprised, some sneered, and some calm.

Qing Ya saw all this in his eyes, sighed lightly in his heart, withdrew his gaze, and focused his attention on the short sword in front of him again.

The short sword was no more than a foot long, and most of it was the hilt, and the blade was only two inches, and it looked more like the tip of a sword. The hilt of the sword is tightly wound with silver wire, and there is a red sword spike hanging from the head of the handle, strung with a red bead, which also has no brilliance.

In the center of the hilt of the sword are engraved two delicate small characters, which are slightly different from today's fonts, and look like the word "Yue Nu".

Yue Nu Sword.

Qingya groaned, picked up the sword on his body, held it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully.

The Yue Nu Sword was extremely light, as if it had no weight, and the whole body was cool, and there was a faint coolness transmitted along Qingya's five fingers. Although the cracks on it are dense, Qingya rubs it with his fingers, but the touch is smooth, and he can't feel the existence of cracks at all, which makes Qingya surprised.

Qingya grasped his five fingers and used his strength slightly, but he saw that the other party had not changed in the slightest, and after thinking about it for a while, he did his best and held it hard, but the Yue Nu Sword in his hand was still unmoved, and there was no broken scene that Qingya was worried about.

Qingya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, the sea of qi in his body moved, and a stream of spiritual energy immediately poured into the Yue Nu Sword along the palm of his hand.

But to Qingya's disappointment, when these spiritual qi came into contact with the Yue Nu Sword, they suddenly dissipated like a mud cow entering the sea, while the other party was still cold and did not react at all.

"Could it be that the aura is not enough, or maybe it has not been refined yet." Qingya muttered to himself, but he also knew that there was a third possibility, that is, this Yue Nu Sword might really be as the Sect Sage said, completely abolished, and became a mortal thing, useless.

But at this moment, Qingya's face was suddenly stunned, and it lasted for a few blinks, and then a look of surprise and inexplicability appeared on his face, but it was fleeting and quickly hidden by him.

Qingya did not hesitate to put the Yue Nu Sword in his pocket, and then took a deep breath, regained his previous calm and watery expression, and walked around the hall at will.

At this time, the others also made a choice, except for the previous Boss He who took the dust for himself, Elder Daihu picked up a jade Ruyi treasure with a smooth body, and Dao Huo chose a huge steel fork with a glittering body, which was extremely heavy at a glance, but it was commensurate with it. As for the most peculiar thing in the Mingyou Elder House, it was a bracelet composed of more than a dozen green beads no bigger than a fingernail, which jingled when picked up, which was extremely pleasant to the ear.

The Sect Sage was the last to make a choice, and the object he fancied was a square tiger talisman. The tiger talisman is a mortal thing, a unique artifact for the emperors of the world to command the army and control the courtiers. The tiger talisman was originally mostly shaped, but now it is derived from other types, the shape is different, but most of them will show the pattern of the tiger, as for the one in the hand of the Zongsheng, it is also square, only the size of a palm, and there is a hideous and fierce tiger head carved on its front, lifelike.

Since everyone had already chosen, they immediately walked to the center, randomly chose a futon to sit down, and meditated behind closed doors.

The anti-heaven effect of this futon, they can see it, even if it is only a short hour of cultivation on it, it is precious for them, plus the richness of the aura here is far more than a hundred times that of the outside, the effect of one hour is enough to be worth a few months outside, how can they not be excited.

It's just a pity that no matter what means everyone uses, this thing doesn't move at all, and it can't be taken away at all, which makes everyone feel helpless.

Qingya naturally wouldn't waste such a great opportunity, so he picked a futon and sat down at the outermost point, and he was about to start cultivating.

But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the sect saint also found a place to sit down, only a foot away from him.

Qingya just closed his eyes, and before he could gather his mind, he heard the faint words of the sect saint in his ears: "I didn't expect that Daoyou finally chose that waste sword, which really surprised Zaixia." ”

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