"It's it! It's really an ancient artifact! This, this should be a piccolo! Oh my God, it's a sonic attack! Oh my God, that's a great thing! ”

Yan Hui Zhenjun didn't care about his image at this time, and hugged the piccolo made of unknown materials tightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw the ink. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Uncle Shi, let me and Murong help you find the ancient spirit weapon, I think we should leave now!"

Ink's body was shocked by the rich aura that came out of the piccolo from time to time, and the meridians were almost chaotic!

However, fortunately, she has a guqin protector in her body, and from time to time she sucks that rich aura into the guqin space, she will really be miserable by that piccolo!

Now she is very, very glad that she was not greedy just now, and took possession of this magic weapon, because she felt that the guqin space in her body might have some kind of contradiction with this flute, mutual restraint, and conflict!

Could it be that the magnetic fields of the two magic weapons do not match?!

However, one is just a small portable space that Master Shui Ling has always disdained, and the other is an ancient spirit weapon that everyone is vying for, so there should be no comparison between the two, right?

Shui Mo thought so, but Murong Qing didn't understand her behavior of convulsions from time to time, because the piccolo was only aimed at Shui Mo, but he was very polite to him, and in this regard, Shui Mo also sincerely said that the world was unfair!

"Okay, listen to you, let's leave! I really found that the rich spiritual power here has attracted many monks from the neighborhood! ”

As Yan Hui Zhenjun spoke, he waved his hand and rolled the two of them onto the flying sword at her feet, and the three of them returned to the hotel in an instant.

As soon as the three of them landed from the window, Yan Hui Zhenjun arranged a defensive isolation formation around the room, not only could a mosquito not get in and out, but even a little sound could not be transmitted in and out.

"Alright, let you help me find this ancient spirit artifact! I immediately had to find a safe place to retreat and refine it directly.

Before, I said that if you help me find the ancient spirit weapon, I will give you a few magic weapons that are suitable for you! So, now, think for yourselves, what kind of Dharma weapons do you need? I'll allow you to pick two more! No, three pieces per person"

As soon as Yan Hui Zhenjun was happy, he distributed his love! Three pieces for one person, that's six, and she also gave a spirit sword to two people before her, adding up to eight!

Although she is a refiner, it is also the first time that such a large gift of magic weapon Yan Hui Zhenjun has been sent!

This time she was so generous, firstly, she was looking at Senior Sister Shui Ling's face, and secondly, she just felt that Murong Qing's Lei Linggen was rare to see in a thousand years! She was going to deal with him in advance.

The last point is that she feels that the two disciples accepted by the senior sister are monks with great luck, such juniors, of course Yan Hui Zhenjun is willing to help.

Shui Mo looked at Murong Qing happily, and then asked a little embarrassedly, "Uncle Shi, if you give us so many magic weapons, what if you don't have enough?" ”

"Nope! You two are still rookies in the Qi refining period, where can the magic weapon you use be compared to the one I use? The elders give you gifts, and you can just do it! Uncle Shi likes juniors with a hearty personality! ”

Yan Hui Zhenjun has said this, where is the ink embarrassed to be polite again, and said directly to Yan Hui Zhenjun: "Uncle, I still want three defensive robes, one for each of our family of three!" ”

"No problem! I don't have any defensive vestments suitable for your family, but I have a lot of materials for refining vestments! I use the thousand-year-old silk as the main material to refine the magic robe, and the magic robe refined by this thing is not only beautiful, but also can be conjured up in the style you like! I'll open a room next door to help you open the furnace and refine the magic robe! What about you, Murong? How are you going to choose these three magic weapons? ”

Yan Hui Zhenjun appreciated the choice of ink painting, and she was also a little curious about Murong Qing's choice.

"Uncle Shi, I don't care, I don't know much about magic weapons, otherwise, Uncle Shi, you can just send me three good magic weapons, which are suitable for our family!"

Murong Qing was a little cunning and was reluctant to say it himself, after all, he had a limited understanding of magic weapons, but Yan Hui Zhenjun felt that he owed him a promise, and the magic weapons given to him would definitely not be bad!

"Okay, you kid is smarter than ink! But the two of you, one is smart and capable, and the other is selfish and cute, and they can be considered complementary! ”

Yan Hui Zhenjun likes the selfishness of ink, in her world, apart from her, the closest people are Murong Qing and Murong Changtian.

When she asked Yan Hui Zhenjun for a magic weapon, she couldn't help but reveal her selfish but cute idea, and Yan Hui Zhenjun really had a good impression of her.

Ink is a monk, but he doesn't have a big appetite, and he is very considerate of the relatives around him, Murong Qing has such a Taoist couple, and Murong Changtian has such a mother, which is their blessing!

However, when Yan Hui Zhenjun praised the ink in his heart, he didn't know that the ink wanted to possess the ancient spirit weapon for himself!

"I'll give you a flute that I have been using since I was a baby! I used to use the flute for my tone attack, but I may switch to the flute in the future! So, it's cheap for you!

I'll give you another flying magic weapon that can be both defensive and attacking! The biggest advantage of this magic weapon is that it will not cost your spirit stones, because it can independently attract the spiritual power of heaven and earth in its body for its own use!

For the last one, I'll give your son Murong Changtian a water sword! This sword is still just a sword embryo, and it is the most suitable for him to put into his body at a young age! In the future, this sword will slowly become stronger as his cultivation increases! ”

When Murong Qing took over the three magic weapons, he was excited, Yan Hui Zhenjun went directly to the next door, planning to open the furnace to refine the magic robe! With her current cultivation, it didn't take much time to refine the three Heavenly Silkworm robes.

Before dawn, Yan Hui Zhenjun flew in from the window, and looked at the ink couple lying on the bed to cultivate, very curious, "Huh? So that's how you practice at night? How effective is that? ”

"Uncle Shi, you can walk through the door, why do you always like to walk through the window? This window comes and goes, no matter how you look at it, it's not very open! ”

Ink is very speechless for this uncle who likes to walk through the window, is this window so attractive?!

"This window is open, isn't it just for people to walk? Your door hasn't been opened, and if I open it by hand, it will be so troublesome! ”

Yan Hui Zhenjun's answer is even better, and I am really drunk when I hear the ink!

"Uncle Shi, who are you?" Murong Qing was very speechless about the focus of ink painting, it didn't matter, he could only go out on his own.

"I've got you the cloak you have refined! I'm not here to give you robes! By the way, I'm here to say goodbye to you! I may not be in front of you in the next few years, but if your master comes out of retreat, help me talk to her! ”

After obtaining an ancient spirit weapon, it would take Yan Hui Zhenjun a few years to refine it and become familiar with it. (To be continued.) )