"Master Guo, I wonder if the Tibetan soldiers here can be sold?" Wang Zhiming asked abruptly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Purple Electric Frost White are all king-level divine soldiers, and when you reach the Dragon Transformation Realm, you can naturally unseal it." The old man stopped, full of questions and puzzles, but there seemed to be more things hidden in his eyes.

Although the old man was conceited, he didn't think there was anything comparable to the king's divine soldier here. Most of them are the collections of old people, and the little boy is afraid that he can't look at it. There was an obvious sense of rejection in the old man's words.

Uncle Jiang also frowned lightly and persuaded: "The more divine weapons the better, the best is the one that suits you." ”

The misunderstanding was not unexpected by Wang Zhiming, and the obstacles of the two were expected, but the words that wanted to get the guzheng for Han Xiaowei could not be explained in any way. Uncle Jiang is determined, the old man seems to be rough and not so easy to deceive, Wang Zhiming is really a little worried, how to explain.

"Which artifact?" Di Jianbai was also a little strange, his good-looking eyes scanned the surroundings, "Is it the thing that made you linger just now?" ”

"Well, it's that guzheng, I don't know if my predecessors can cut love." Wang Zhiming nodded and asked the old man.

"Xile?" The old man was a little surprised, and everyone's eyes fell on the side of the zither, only to see the colorful strings and wood, as if there was a long sound of music.

The old man said, "This guzheng is not a divine soldier, it is just an antiquity of the ancestors, but it has been passed down for thousands of years, and there is only an empty shelf left." There are countless divine weapons in the inner body, and there are countless more than it, why should the little boy win people's love. ”

"A friend of mine, she doesn't know how to practice, and she doesn't need a magic weapon. I just like the guzheng, I hope Master Han can cut the love, and I am willing to exchange it for treasures. Wang Zhiming felt the old man's resoluteness, although it was strange, he could only explain it.

After speaking, Wang Zhiming took out a white dragon pattern jade pendant from the secret realm of the Wheel Sea, which was full of brilliance, and explained, "This is my twelfth birthday, and the Shangqing Daoist Lord gave Xie Zheng a gift for his help. If you want to come here, Master Han will definitely have a lot of intersection with Shangqing Dao, so it is better to accept it. ”

Wang Zhiming's exchange is undoubtedly full of sincerity, and the white dragon pattern jade pendant is not only not weaker than Xile Guzheng, but also has a human affection in it.

The old man was obviously still a little reluctant, but finally accepted Wang Zhiming's request. Holding the guzheng in his arms, Wang Zhiming refined it slightly and put it into the sea of wheels.

Bidding farewell to the old man, the three of them left the ancient town in a royal boat. Uncle Jiang frowned and muttered, "Why is he so reluctant? No matter how you think about it, it's a big advantage,"

Di Jianbai responded, "It should be some special use, a half-step powerhouse, although it is a divine soldier business, but it is strange to think about the ancient soldiers who collect so many rounds of Haidao Palace." ”

"Dididi...... There was a sudden rush sound from Uncle Jiang's wide black windbreaker, Uncle Jiang raised his eyebrows, took out a long strip of LCD screen, and waved his hand, and a light screen unfolded in the void.

A picture soon appeared in the light screen, the same man in a wide black trench coat, but in his twenties, but with a resolute face and a cyan beard stubble on his chin, "Captain Jiang, I found the three sisters and brothers of Delotieva in Tongzhou!" ”

"Got it, I'll be there soon, don't alarm them easily due to lack of manpower." After a pause, Uncle Jiang said slowly, "Alas, let them visit the scenery of Jiangnan more." ”

After the call, Uncle Jiang didn't explain much to Wang Zhiming and Di Jianbai, only said that it would be good to let the two of them leave on their own. After the explanation, he left in the air.

There were only two people left, and Wang Zhiming and Di Jianbai were naturally much more relaxed.

Uncle Jiang is Wang Zhiming's protector. If according to the rules of the ancient and middle ages, an outstanding disciple walks the rivers and lakes, the protector should supervise whether he has the right path in his heart, obeys the rules of the door, and also instructs him to behave in the world. If there is any misconduct, the protector must be severely punished, and you must know that if the disciple makes a big mistake, the door rules will punish him together with the protector.

Keeping the safety of the disciples within a certain range is just incidental. Therefore, most disciples love and hate the protectors, some of them can't wait to have them, and some of them can't wait to have them.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, Wang Zhiming took out the purple electric long sword, the slender sword body, as magnificent as an amethyst in the sun.

Zidian is more like a work of art, rather than like Di Jianbai's frost white, it looks like a sharp blade in the murderous red dust. But Wang Zhiming sensed it carefully, and it seemed that there was endless power ready to move.

"Zheng!" Di Jianbai flicked his long sword, and said casually: "It seems that the scenery is very good in the direction of Tongzhou, should we stop by and take a look?" ”

The boat made a silent U-turn.