"Sir is talking about the peachwood sword, it's really unfortunate that it has been bought by a little brother in the morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info sir can take a look at this peachwood sword, it's ...... than that"

After being stunned for a moment, the middle-aged boss continued to enthusiastically promote the peachwood sword that had just been put on the shelves.

"Do you have any news of that buyer?"

"No, sir, look at this peachwood sword again......"

"Old Yang, I'm sorry to let you run for nothing."

Hearing the boss's words, the man in the green robe ignored the other party and said to the old man beside him with an apologetic face.

"It doesn't matter, fate comes and goes, after all, it is my family Qing'er's life."

The old man, who was originally full of energy, said open-minded words on his lips, but his face seemed to be ten years old, and his wrinkles became deeper and deeper.

It wasn't until the two big fat sheep walked downstairs that the middle-aged boss who reacted asked in a trembling voice: "Sir, if it is the peachwood sword before, how much are you prepared to bid?" ”

"Five million. If the boss can contact the buyer, we will give you another 1 million benefit fee. ”

Seeing the boss ask, the man in the green robe lit up and said quickly, that posture did not treat money as money at all.

"Ah......h

Hearing the other party's offer, the middle-aged boss stood there stunned.

When the blue-robed man saw it, he had no hope, turned around and left disappointedly, and got into a Rolls-Royce not far away.

Looking at the black-clothed Ji Qin in front of him, Ji Qin's heart moved, and he held the peachwood sword in his hand.

The originally ordinary peachwood sword had a faint glimmer of light on its surface.

"Looks like we still need to refine it."

Feeling the yin power infused with the peachwood sword flowing through the gap in the sword's body, Ji Qin muttered.

If you want to refine the peachwood sword, you naturally can't be in this hotel with a strong earthly atmosphere, Ji Qin quickly chose a good place.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, on the Xiaolei Mountain next to the Jinshan Temple, a figure appeared in the maple forest with heavy shadows.

Stepping on the fallen leaves, Ji Qin found an abandoned stone platform, and the footprints of the tourists had already submerged the traces of the original sacrifice.

The streamer flashed, and Ji Qin, who was in black with the same face, sat on the stone platform, and the peachwood sword floated in front of him.

Colorful rays of light flowed into the peachwood sword from the black-clothed Ji Qin's body, and the light on the peachwood sword gradually became brighter, and a faint fragrance lingered around.

When a divine soldier is born, there are always some visions.

This divine weapon is not the peerless weapon that people say, but the cultivator's weapon in the eyes of those who refine the Shinto method.

The soldiers of the Yin God are for the gods.

Although the peachwood sword is a very low level, no matter how low-level it is, it is also a divine weapon.

"Sneer......"

"Silk ......"

But in a moment, there was a rustling sound in Ji Qin's ears.

Snakes, insects, rats, ants, rabbits......

Many small animals hiding in the nest ran out, but they were afraid of the powerful aura on the Shinto guards and did not dare to approach, covering Ji Qin's entire line of sight.

In the last days of the demon beasts everywhere in his previous life, Ji Qin would never dare to refine the divine weapon in the wild easily, otherwise a low-level demon beast would not be something he could deal with now.

This is also thanks to the monks of this world, although they cannot completely eliminate the existence of evil cultivators, they can also ensure that demons and monsters will not appear in the mundane world at will.

However, although those small animals did not dare to covet the Divine Sword, they also crawled three meters away, absorbing the faint fragrance in the air.

This can be regarded as their chance, and Ji Qin is not ready to drive them away.

Maybe in many years, there will be a few small animals with good luck who will be transformed.

Half an hour later, that is, fifteen minutes later, the strange fragrance in the air disappeared, and Ji Qin, who was clothed in black, slowly opened his eyes.

The light that had been circulating on the peachwood sword slowly faded, and at some point, the small gap had disappeared, and the whole thing turned black, looking like a sharp sword.

"Ding."

The black-clothed Ji Qin waved lightly, and when the divine sword slashed across the edge of the stone platform, a small stone fell in response.

You can see that the edges of the notch on the stone platform are as smooth as a mirror.

With the feeling coming from the sword, Ji Qin found that the power of this divine weapon was far beyond his expectations.

The peach wood belongs to the yin, and with the power of the yin god of the Shinto guard, its sharpness is no less than that of the famous sword of the hundred forgings.

"It's as black as ink, and as sharp as a fight, so it's called you black wind."

The black-clothed Ji Qin said slowly, and the word 'black wind' slowly appeared on the sword body of the divine sword close to the hilt.

As the Excalibur recognized its master, the surrounding small animals came to their senses, and they all bowed down in the direction of the black-clothed Ji Qin, and then quickly dispersed and returned to their lair.

Sometimes, animals remember more than humans.

Waiting for the black-clothed Ji Qin to turn into a streamer and fly into the center of his eyebrows, Ji Qin tidied up his clothes that were slightly wet by the morning dew, and looked at Xiao Leita in the distance, still without the urge to explore the mystery.

His arms are too small to afford any big opportunities.

A few minutes after Ji Qin left, a figure suddenly appeared in the woods of Xiaolei Mountain, looking around suspiciously.

"It's strange, I obviously feel a yin qi, but there is no trace."

Muttering, the figure standing in place quietly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Waking up early in the morning, Ji Qin was jogging along the stone path by the West Lake, and when he reached the edge of a small bridge, he was attracted by a figure above.

It was a young man in a wheelchair, and what made Ji Qin look at him was not his desire to commit suicide, but the thick yin aura that hung out of place on his body.

If ordinary people are haunted by yin qi that does not belong to them, they will die if they are seriously ill or serious.

The foreign yin qi on this young man's body is indeed heavy enough, and if he is an ordinary person, even if it is only half of the concentration, he has already returned to the underworld, but this one has stubbornly withstood such a thick yin qi and sat there alive.

However, looking at the situation in front of him, the other party is estimated to be unable to hold on.

"If you jump, you won't be able to die, at most it will increase the concentration of yin qi on your body."

Just as the young man stood up tremblingly with his hands on the armrest of his wheelchair, and was about to jump down, a cold voice sounded in his ears, and he was so frightened that he immediately sat back.

"Who are you? How do you know ......"

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared beside him in astonishment, the young man's pale face had an abnormal flush, which made him speechless.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's important that I can save your life."

Gently patting the other party's shoulder, the cold aura on the young man's body quickly disappeared, and he felt the tremor coming from his eyebrows, Ji Qin's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, but his face was calm and waveless.

He didn't want to worry about it, but he remembered a method in his memory, so he tried to go up and take a look.

The result of the Shinto Guard's absorption of Yin Qi just now undoubtedly told him that in addition to absorbing the wishes of believers, the Yin God also had other cultivation channels, and that was to absorb other Yin Qi.

The recipe of devouring yin in Tianfu is inherited from the ancient gods, and it can turn other people's yin qi into its own use, and go directly to the realm of heavenly immortals. Among the practitioners of this exercise, the most famous is the legendary judge of the underworld, whose name is well-known and is one of the most popular door gods, Zhong Kui.

"This ...... Master, please save me. ”

Suddenly felt that the cold on his body was missing, and the young man who rarely felt the warmth of the sun, did not know that the young brother in front of him was a master, and directly knelt on the ground and begged.