Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Road to Enemies is Narrow

The face of the beautiful maid is not very good-looking, she has already introduced all the stick-shaped magic weapons in this second layer, but this black-robed boy is still not satisfied.

Jun Chen said embarrassedly, "Uh...... Beauty, do you have a hidden spirit-level magic weapon for sale here?"

Since the magic weapon of the palace realm can't find the one that Jun Buli is satisfied with, he has to look for the Tibetan spirit level.

As soon as Jun Chen said this, the beautiful maid's face immediately showed an extremely shocked look, are these two serious? They are only about seventeen years old, and they threaten to buy a magic weapon of the Tibetan Spirit level?

For cultivators, the palace realm is the first watershed, once crossed, the strength will have a very exaggerated leap, but for the magic weapon, the Tibetan spirit realm is the first water spirit, the magic weapon before the Tibetan spirit realm, even if it is powerful, there is a degree, but once the magic weapon reaches the Tibetan spirit realm, it is not the same, because the magic weapon of the Tibetan spirit realm has given birth to the instrument spirit, which means that the magic weapon has spirituality, and has the right to cultivate and choose the master.

Generally, the first object of the magic weapon spirit of the hidden spirit realm is the refiner who forged them, if the refiner is not willing to become its master, it will choose other masters, of course, it can also choose the master for the rest of its life, and some powerful magic weapons are often like this.

If the machine spirit does not want to recognize the master, then even if you hold this magic weapon in your hand, you will not be able to exert its due power, and can only use it as a rather strange weapon.

Just like Jun Chen's Star Chessboard, the Nine Tribulation Sword, and Jun Buli's Soul Exterminating Stick, they are definitely magic weapons above the level of Tibetan Spirits, but they have never seen the machine spirits appear, not because these three magic weapons do not have machine spirits, but because these machine spirits think that Jun Chen and Jun Buli's strength is too low and they are unwilling to appear.

Magic weapons like this, which do not recognize the Lord, will wait for an opportunity to flee when the cultivators who possess them are not paying attention.

Of course, the Nine Tribulation Sword and the Star Chessboard were all given to Jun Chen by Jun Chen's master, the Nine Tribulation Sword Saint, and the Soul Destroying Stick was handed over to Jun Buli by Jun Buli's mother, and the spirit of these magic weapons was to know the Nine Tribulation Sword Saint or Jun Buli's mother, and they had extremely behind-the-scenes feelings, even if they were unwilling to listen to Jun Chen's dispatch, they would not leave when they were not paying attention.

The magic weapon of the Tibetan spirit level has spiritual wisdom, which means that it is very easy for you to buy a magic weapon of the Tibetan spirit level, you only need enough spirit stones, but it is difficult to recognize the master, and the general strength or talent is not strong enough for cultivators, the magic weapon of the Tibetan spirit level is unwilling to recognize the master, except for those who are helped by the elders.

This is the reason why the beautiful maid was surprised.

"Haha, this is simply the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life, there is no one, could it be that the magic weapon branch of the Spirit Leaf Pavilion has fallen to this extent? Two seventeen-year-old little hairy children can come here and say that they want to buy a magic weapon of the Tibetan Spirit level, it is simply an eye-opener! Hahaha!!" An arrogant voice came from the side, Jun Chen turned his head to look, and the source of the voice was a gorgeously dressed young man.

The young man was about twenty-one or twelve years old, unkempt, his face was pale, his hair was a little fluffy, his steps were vain, and a gorgeous robe draped over his fat body made people feel that there was a very unmatched feeling, and at first glance he knew that he was an overindulgent gentleman. Behind the young man were two black-clad guards.

Qingxiu's face was ugly, but she was a guest, and she couldn't say anything, so she had to say to Jun Chen and the others: "Two sons, the magic weapon of the Tibetan spirit level is on the third floor, if the two sons want to see it, then they must abide by the rules of the Spirit Leaf Pavilion, if the magic weapon you fancy is willing to recognize the master, you will naturally bid to buy it, but if the magic weapon is not willing to recognize the master, you also have to leave half of the magic weapon price of the spirit stone before leaving." ”

Jun Chen nodded, looked at the young man who had just made a mocking speech, and said, "May I ask ......?"

The young man thought that Jun Chen wanted to ask his name or origin, and was about to answer with his head held high, and in the Brahman, his name could deter many people.

"How do you get to the third floor?" Jun Chen turned his head to face the beautiful maid and said with a smile, completely ignoring the young man.

"Childe, please come with me. The beautiful maid covered her lips lightly, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress her smile.

The young man in Chinese costume almost ran away, he was the eldest young master of the Wang family, who in the entire Van Capital did not respect him? How many big people had to grovel when they heard his name Wang Yehan? However, today he was actually teased by a stinky kid in the Lingye Pavilion, how could he have a face when this was spread?

"You stop for me!!" This was already a roar of condensed aura, and a shockwave visible to the naked eye swept out.

Jun Chen stretched out his hand, he was naturally not afraid of this kind of attack from the outside strong and the middle, but the cultivation of the delicate maid did not seem to be high, and this shock wave was likely to hurt her.

However, it turned out that Jun Chen was too worried, an old man walked out of a prescription position, as if he appeared out of thin air, but it gave people the feeling that he was there in the first place, the moment the old man appeared, the seemingly powerful shock wave dissipated into invisibility, as if it had never existed.

As soon as Jun Chen saw this old man, he knew that he was the Tibetan Spirit Realm powerhouse who had just used his divine thoughts to sweep his body.

Wang Yehan's pupils contracted slightly, he felt a strong sense of oppression from this old man, he had no doubt that this old man made him disappear from this world very simply, just like making the sound waves he sent out just now disappear, silent.

"Wang Gongzi, Lingye Pavilion is not allowed to fight, everyone who comes is a distinguished guest, we naturally welcome it, but if you come to make trouble, then you are very embarrassed, so you have to ask Wang Gongzi to leave. The old man obviously knew Wang Yehan, his voice was like rotten wood, and his body exuded a rotten aura, Jun Chen could feel that he seemed to be about to come to the end of his life, and his longevity was numbered.

Some people have stayed in a realm for a long time, it is difficult to break through in their lives, with the passage of time, the realm can not be improved, the longevity can not be increased, and one day they will come to the end of their lives, no matter how powerful the powerful person can not be an exception, unless they can achieve immortality in the consummation of the Tao, otherwise they will come to an end one day, Jun Chen sighed in his heart.

It has been a long time since there has been a strong person in the Dao Realm in the flood wilderness, this long time is measured in 10,000 years, you can imagine how difficult it is to preach the Dao, as strong as his master, the Nine Tribulation Sword Saint who is powerful in all directions, is trapped in the realm of life and death and cannot enter an inch.

"Hmph. Wang Ye snorted coldly, and followed Jun Chen and them to the third floor of the attic, he wanted to see what kind of ugliness these two boys would be before the magic weapon of the hidden spirit level.

Jun Chen heard the cold snort, patted Jun Buli's shoulder, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't think that Jun Buli would have any difficulty in subduing the magic weapon of the Tibetan Spirit level, when he first encountered the magic weapon of the heavy building, if Jun Chen had the current strength, maybe he didn't need to make a three-year covenant, and directly released the breath of the way of the stars, and the Phantom Mountain might surrender, after all, he had seen the image of Jun Chen's mother, and the only concern was that Jun Chen's talent was insufficient.

Although the sixteen-year-old Wendao Eightfold Realm is a good talent, he is not a first-class genius after all, but the early seventeen-year-old Pigong Realm is a rare demonic existence in the ancient kingdom of the Vatican.

Walking into the third floor, the decoration and environment here are not much different from the second floor, but the space is much smaller than the second floor, and there are fewer magic weapons placed on it, only about ten pieces, of which there is only one stick-shaped magic weapon.

"Brother Kang, you're here too, it's a coincidence. The voice that disgusted Jun Chen rang out again, breaking the silence of this space.

In front of a sword-shaped magic weapon, a young man in a purple robe turned his head in surprise, a green tower was engraved on the shoulder of the purple-robed young man's robe, which looked very noble, and the young man's appearance was very handsome, making him look like a humble gentleman.

"Oh? It turned out to be you. The purple-robed young man spoke, but he didn't say this to Wang Yehan, but to Jun Chen.

"Brother Kang!" Jun Chen said with a bright smile on his face, clenching his fists.

It's really a narrow road, even if the purple-robed young man in front of him turns into ashes, Jun Chen will recognize it, because Jun Chen has a monstrous enmity between him, if he can be crushed to ashes, Jun Chen doesn't mind using the most cruel method to blast him to pieces!

Heavy building, Kang Nanmu!