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The general election, which was originally expected to last three days, ended early in just half a day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ye Han's cultivation in the middle of the sixfold section made him the undisputed champion of this election.

Avoiding the many flattering outer disciples, Ye Han crossed the square and came to the 'Treasure Pavilion'!

The Treasure Pavilion is a huge weapon shop that stores all kinds of spiritual weapons.

Only disciples who have made great contributions and have been approved by the sect master can enter here to select weapons. Yu Fei'er's ice arrow also came from here. The spiritual weapons of the Kyushu Continent, from low to high, have ten major levels. Each stage is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. However, in the 'Treasure Pavilion' of the Heavenly Peak Sect, the most precious thing was only the first-order high-grade spiritual weapon.

After reading Ye Han's credentials, the Pavilion Elder took him into the selection of weapons.

Walk into the Treasure Pavilion.

All kinds of spiritual weapons dazzled Ye Han.

"Hundred alchemy knives, first-order mid-grade spiritual weapons, weighing seventy-eight catties, sharpening iron like clay, blowing hair and breaking hair."

"Qinggang Sword, a first-order high-grade spiritual weapon, weighing thirty-six catties, is made of dark iron, and there is a mouth at the blade, which can make the enemy bleed endlessly."

"A two-handed battle axe, a first-order medium-grade spiritual weapon, weighing one hundred and eight catties, can split gold and crack stones."

"Ye Han, what kind of spiritual weapon do you want?"

The Pavilion Elder asked.

Ye Han's eyes turned, slightly disappointed.

"Elder, I'm good at guns!"

"The martial arts you know are also marksmanship."

Ye Han said.

Hearing this, the Pavilion Elder nodded and led him into another hut. Inside the house, on the neat weapon rack, there were more than thirty spears. All of them released Sen Leng's murderous intent, and the cold light spread along the tip of the spear like a stream of fireflies.

"Fang Tian's war halberd, a first-order mid-grade spiritual weapon, weighs seventy-two catties. It can be stabbed, it can be chopped, it can be chopped......"

"The Flame Spear, a first-order high-grade spiritual weapon, weighs ninety-nine pounds. Made of flame metal, it can be inflicted with flames when attacking. ”

The Elder of the Pavilion introduced.

He grabbed a man-tall spear and introduced it. "Retrograde Spear, First Order Superior Spiritual Weapon......"

Listen to the other party's introduction.

Ye Han was not very interested, his eyes wandered, and he kept sweeping over the numerous weapon racks.

"Elder, could it be that in the Tianfeng Sect, all the spear-type spiritual weapons are here?"

Abruptly, Ye Han asked.

"What's wrong? With so many spiritual weapons, can't you even look at them? What about this frost lance? ”

The Pavilion Elder frowned and asked.

He dropped his finger and pointed to the two-meter-long gun beside him. The triangular tip of the spear shone with a cold cyan glow, and the uniform steel moire flowed like a living thing, constantly spreading on the body of the spear. At the junction between the tip of the spear and the body of the spear, there is a tail velvet decoration that looks like blood staining red, making this spiritual weapon full of a hideous killing intent!

Ye Han shook his head.

"Humph! At a young age, you are so ambitious, you can't even look down on such a good spiritual weapon. The Elder of the Pavilion rebuked angrily: "In that case, you can choose yourself!" ”

Forget it, just pick this frost gun.

Although it is very likely that it will not be easy to use, it is better than not having a spiritual weapon at all.

"Ye Han, wait, the one six steps away from your left hand is a good thing." Just as Ye Han was about to take away the frost gun, Fan Xuan's voice sounded in his head. The palm of his hand trembled slightly, and he hurriedly looked towards the position that Fan Xuan was pointing.

But see.

In the corner, in a cobweb, there was a spear that was completely black and mottled with ugly rust. This gun, a foot away, is quaint, there is nothing remarkable, and it is covered with dust, and it has obviously been abandoned here for a long time.

Ye Han reached out to take it in surprise.

"It's so heavy!"

He held the black gun in his hand, and his face changed slightly.

"This gun, there is no name. The first-order lower grade spirit weapon weighs three hundred and sixty catties. The Pavilion Elder's brows furrowed suddenly. I advise you to choose this 'frost gun' anyway. The Nameless Gun is not for you, it is too heavy and extremely difficult to carry on your body, let alone fight. Are you sure you want to pick this weapon? ”

Ye Han knew that the other party was a kind reminder.

The weapon is too heavy.

In battle, it is extremely physically demanding. After a few rounds of fighting, the enemy did not fall, but he was tired first. Isn't that a joke?

"Thank you for the kindness of the elders, I will choose this 'nameless gun'!"

I don't know why, facing the 'nameless gun', Ye Han has a feeling that it is very suitable for him. In addition, Fan Xuan said that this gun is a good thing, obviously the 'nameless gun' is a dusty treasure in this treasure pavilion!

After selecting the nameless gun, Ye Han went to the 'Martial Arts Pavilion' to choose two marksmanship, and then returned to the hut.

"Fan Xuan, what's so special about the 'nameless gun'?"

Closing the door, Ye Han almost couldn't wait to ask.

……

Chiba sect.

A girl in white clothes stood in front of her nervously. Her delicate and boneless right hand, under dozens of nervous gazes, slowly rested on a round and clear crystal ball.

"Xian'er has slept on the Woyang Stone for a whole month according to what the kid said, and has taken the decoction for a month."

"Now that the deadline is up, I don't know how the cold in Xian'er's body is?"

"If that kid dares to lie to me...... Even if I sweep the Ghost Head Ridge, I will crush the kid named Ye Han and scatter the ashes! ”

Huo Lao clenched his fists and stared at the inside of the crystal ball without blinking.

Half a stick of incense.

A stick of incense.

……

The time of the whole three incense sticks passed, and the crystal ball did not react at all.

"Grandpa, my Nine Yin Absolute Body is healed!"

Xian'er turned around and smiled happily. "In the past, when the cold was at its heaviest, as soon as my palm touched the crystal ball, it would explode. Now there is no reaction for a stick of incense, and my body must have healed. ”

Whew――

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xian'er, don't be negligent. From today on, you will still sleep on the Woyang Stone every day and continue to take the decoction. ”

"If the test is still not abnormal after a month, I will personally go to the Tianfeng Sect!"

"He saved you, and he can be regarded as a great contributor."

"I'll allow him to join the Chiba Sect!"

The tension on Huo Lao's face quietly dissipated, and was replaced by a relaxed expression.

I think of the bluestone building.

The stinky boy who bargained with himself, Huo Lao couldn't help but smile.

"Ye Han, see you in a month!"