What?" exclaimed the guards around him.

......

"Alright, let's go in!" After a while of checking and verifying the strength of the two old men, they moved out of the way.

"What's wrong with you?

"Oh, it's nothing, I was distracted. Looking at the thin back, the guard replied in an uncertain whisper.

After thanking him, he walked to the closed door, which was cast in bronze and inlaid with huge stones, weighing more than a thousand pounds.

If you don't have a certain amount of strength, your cultivation has not reached a certain level, it will be difficult for ordinary people to open it, let alone steal things inside, just a stone gate will stump many people, this is the wild world.

In the Great Wilderness World, power can sometimes change many endings, and there can be more choices, which is why so many people pursue extreme power.

If you want to have your own story, you must have strong power to write your own ending, otherwise you can only become a low rock and weed on the road of others, and always live in other people's stories.

A strong man must have the determination and story of a strong man, even if he is on the road that no one cares about, he must silently create his own legend, and myths are not made in a day.

Rows of neatly arranged weapons were displayed on the weapon racks, and countless weapons emitted a cold light, which made people feel cold, and a cold feeling filled the whole body.

On those weapon racks, there are all kinds of weapons, some of which have not yet been opened, some of which have just been forged, some of which have been passed down from generation to generation, and some of which have been exchanged by others.

This is the roughest weapon, and it is also a weapon commonly used by many tribesmen, after all, higher-level weapons are not something that ordinary people can have, and besides, those powerful weapons are difficult to play in the hands of mortals.

Only the strong can play the greatest role with powerful weapons, and only the strong can control those weapons of extraordinary quality.

The more you go inside, the more kinds of weapons inside, and the number of them is more, I heard that the innermost is a forbidden place, only the tribal patriarch and some leaders can still enter, ordinary people can not approach if there are no exceptions.

The weapons stored inside are also much more valuable than the outside, and the quality is much better, and valuable materials are added when they are built. or the treasures obtained by taking other tribes are also stored in it.

This row of weapon racks, gray and simple stone shelves, simple and rough polishing, and a handful of weapons are randomly placed on it, which have always been left over after others have turned and selected.

The whirring sound of the oil lamps lit on the stone wall illuminates the dark space and makes these weapons even sharper.

Some shelves have armor made of animal skins, some made of iron, some made of wood, and some made of animal bones.

The weapons placed here are all accumulated by the ancestors little by little, and some are exchanged from other tribes, and what can be placed here is the storage of the tribe from ancient times to the present.

On a smooth stone wall, a few numbers record the stories of the past, and what kind of "stories" are contained in them.

With so many weapons, it just seems that there are a lot of them here, but for the tribes in this unprecedented stage of development, this weapon is still far from enough.

There is a huge gap compared to those tribes that have a long heritage, or the supreme group, after all, the place where the tribe is located is the most barren place in the Great Wilderness World.

In such an environment, survival is facing great difficulties, not to mention the development of the tribe, the hegemony of the wilderness world, now can accumulate so many combat resources, think of the tribe is not easy.

And next to the weapon rack, there is a storage of cultivation methods, which are the cultivation methods that the tribesmen or the ancestors of the Great Wilderness have explored little by little, and these combat skills are all explored little by little in the struggle for life and death.

Each exercise is recorded on the precious fur of the fierce beast, although it is some simple and easy-to-understand combat techniques and martial arts, perhaps for those big tribes that have existed for a long time, these are dispensable goods.

But these are incomparably precious to today's Qiyan tribe, and their existence cannot be despised, trampled on, and these martial arts and combat skills cannot be wasted.

Each animal skin is stained with a faint smell of blood, and it may be mixed with the blood and life of the tribe's powerhouses.

There is no teacher to learn by himself, worry-free but hearsay has opened the path of cultivation, and he really doesn't know anything about the method of cultivation, so these things are extremely precious to worry-free.

The purpose of coming here today is to get a sturdy weapon, so that we can accumulate more resources in the years to come, after all, a sturdy weapon is not easy to damage.

Another thing is the animal skin of the most basic exercises recorded in these records, and the running route of the exercises recorded in the blood is enough to make Worry-Free even stronger.

After all, if you just step into the path of cultivation, there is no one to guide you to the shortcomings, and it is inevitable to take some detours, although it is said that it will be easier to consult the tribal warriors to make it easier to cultivate, but that will also invite unnecessary trouble.

Where there are people, there is fighting, not to mention this world of great wilderness and killing, fighting is sometimes unavoidable, and now it is best to minimize these senseless things.

Walking among this pile of weapons, I have seen rows of shelves, my eyes are wandering on the animal skins, although my heart is hot, I still carefully choose the exercises and weapons that suit me.

Drawing through the sky, piercing the clouds, thundering like a dragon moving like a tiger, a little cold light flashed, a spear in his hand was played, and with the support of the power of qi and blood, this spear looked very powerful.

Meteorites fell from the sky, the momentum of Wanding was unstoppable, a pair of bronze sledgehammers weighed more than 100 catties, dancing in the hands of worry-free, the ghosts were invisible and traceless, and the unpredictable power was like the sky falling apart.

A hammer down, can open the mountain crack stone, can hit the stone and break the wood, this pair of sledgehammers, with the power of the powerful, heavy momentum, if the strong man with it, it will be like a tiger wings, the power is doubled.

......

Wandering among the many weapons to choose, each one makes it difficult to choose, and I really want to empty this place.

Although it is best to know that the weapons and cultivation methods that are suitable for you are the best, it is really difficult to choose among so many weapons and combat skills of the same grade.

I looked at the exercises recorded on one animal skin after another, tried one weapon after another, and wore one set of armor after another, what is the best, pick it up and put it down, put it down and pick it up, back and forth is really nerve-wracking.

"What should I do? It's been too long to come in, but fortunately, today is a time when there are few people, if it's usual, how can there be such a good opportunity?" looked around, shook the things in his hand, and knew that he had to hurry up the time.

At extreme speed, searching one place after another, everywhere within the prescribed range, pervasive under the limit, looking through every place, scanning every corner, looking forward to ......

In desperation, he could only go deeper, and at this time, he did not hold out any hope, thinking that if he really couldn't choose a weapon that he was satisfied with today, then he would wait to come back later.

Suddenly, a lonely atmosphere permeated the body, without the original high-spirited appearance, when the world is really impermanent, accidents always happen at any time.

Looking at the dim space, he sighed for a while: "If the world is as I think, how beautiful it is." ”