"Oh my god, so many goodies......"

A certain monk from the foundation building period, who had come in with the group, walked up to a row of shelves with his mouth wide open and like a nightmare, and reached for one of the token-like treasures.

"Uhhh

With a flash of coldness, a sword light flew towards the monk with swiftness and incoherence. This monk was only staring at the treasure, where did he have time to react? Seeing it, it was about to be cut into two pieces by the sword light.

"Be merciful!"

With an exclamation, another cold light flew out from the oblique stab, and at the last moment, it hit the sword, and at the same time, a strong force surged from the side, immediately wrapping the foundation building monk in it and pulling it back.

The one who came to the rescue was none other than the elder of the foundation building period monk, a thin man with the mid-stage cultivation of Jindan, wearing a blue robe. The thin man pulled Monk Tsukiki to his side, and then arched his fist at Hattori Jiecuo, and said with a smile: "Please forgive me senior Hattori, the apprentice is not sensible, I will definitely punish him heavily." ”

Hattori Jiecuo's cold eyes swept across the faces of the three of his master and apprentice, and said coldly: "Take care of your apprentice, don't make an example." ”

When he was in the hall, this thin man introduced himself, the Taoist name "Songquan", he was also an elder of a small sect back then, and his cultivation was not too high, but he didn't know what method he used, and he actually sealed himself and escaped the catastrophe thousands of years ago. However, he woke up relatively early, and after decades of time, he slowly recovered to the cultivation in the middle of Jindan that year, and also accepted two apprentices, both of whom were successful in building the foundation. This time, when he heard that the tomb of Kamazu Wu was born, he immediately rushed over with two apprentices to try his luck, thinking that it was the end of the world. With the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan, it is enough to be proud of the world.

Who knew that when I got here, I found out that it was not true. Don't say that there are not a few monks in the Jindan period, and even the peak cultivation in the late Jindan period has appeared. And he is also a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant like Hattori Jieso.

The Songquan Daoist knew very well in his heart that the situation of ordinary Jindan late stage monks and Yuan Infant middle stage monks slowly recovering to this realm was completely different. At least the fighting experience and the power of divine thoughts are not comparable to ordinary Jindan late-stage monks. Although Songquan Daoren also has the cultivation of the middle of Jindan, he does not dare to talk to Hattori Jiecuo, and he keeps calling him a senior, which is very respectful.

Just now, his apprentice had no vision, and when he saw these many good things, he couldn't help but want to do it, and naturally immediately committed a taboo. An old monster like Hattori Jiecuo. How can you tolerate this happening right under your nose?

There are a lot of magic weapons, semi-finished treasures and various refining materials here, and everyone can get a share, but how to distribute it is not up to him Songquan Daoist to have the final say.

No matter where you go, it's always a big fist.

"It seems that our previous understanding is wrong, this is definitely not the tomb of Kamazum. It should be the cultivation place of a certain sect......"

After teaching the ignorant apprentice of Matsuizumi Michito, Hattori Jiecuo turned his head and looked around. Said slowly.

Xuanming Zhenjun frowned and said, "But the text we saw in the hall clearly said that this was the resting place of a certain mighty person, but how could we explain it?" ”

Hattori Kaicuso suddenly groaned. Not easy to answer.

Patriarch Rong Tian said coldly, "What's so strange about this? This can be the resting place of the mighty, or the cultivation place of a certain sect. It is too normal for the descendants of the disciples to guard the tomb of the ancestors. ”

Hattori was stunned. Then he laughed out loud and said, "Rong Tian Daoyou is reasonable. That's probably the way it is. ”

"What about the people here? Where did it go? ”

Chen Yang couldn't help but ask.

This question is shared by everyone present.

Everything in this refining hall is neatly arranged. Even the table next to the furnace was full of refining materials, and it was obvious that a certain magic weapon was being refined, and before the refining was completed, the refiner ran away in a hurry.

It is conceivable that something extremely important must have happened, so that even the many treasures and magic weapons here have not had time to be taken away. Generally speaking, people are so panicked only when it is a matter of life and death.

What happened in the first place?

Xuanming Zhenjun laughed and said, "Little girl, I don't care what happened back then. There are indeed a lot of good things here, you see, just this pile of iron essence is worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. There is also this black stone, which is also a high-grade material for refining the magic weapon of the earth attribute. Let's take a look at the magic weapons on this shelf, although most of them are ordinary magic weapons, there are also a few high-grade magic weapons. As for the magic weapons used by the younger generations in your foundation building period, there are many of them here, and there are many top-level magic weapons. Hehe, not to mention anything else, if it must be converted into spirit stones, the things in this refining room alone are worth millions of spirit stones. It seems that these guys were really rich and wealthy at the beginning. ”

Hattori Jiecuo nodded and said, "Xuanming Daoyou is right, there are indeed a few things here that are worth seeing." ”

With the vision of his mid-Yuan Infant monk, coupled with the identity of the master of a sect, not to mention ordinary magic weapons, even ordinary high-grade magic weapons, they will not be put in their eyes. However, at present, Hattori Jiecuo has his own cultivation in the later stage of Jindan, a high-grade magic weapon, which is a rare treasure.

As for the Jindan monk from a small sect like Songquan Daoren, he had already looked at those high-grade magic weapons and was eager. Usually, when the cultivation reaches the Jindan period, you can drive the magic weapon, and the monks of the Jindan stage will also refine their own natal magic weapon. But ordinary Jindan monks, what they can refine is just an ordinary magic weapon. The power of the high-grade magic weapon is usually only possessed by Jindan monks who are from major sects. For example, the small sect where the Songquan Daoist belonged, it took a lot of effort to get such a high-grade magic weapon, and it was immediately enshrined as a treasure by the entire sect, stipulating that only the highest cultivators and sect masters were qualified to use this magic weapon.

The Songquan Dao people were able to survive the catastrophe thousands of years ago, and it was with the help of the power of that high-grade magic weapon. The Songquan Daoist used a secret method to forcibly activate the origin power of that high-grade magic weapon and seal himself. Thousands of years have passed, and by the time he woke up, the high-grade magic weapon had already exhausted its origin and was destroyed.

Some extremely powerful high-grade magic weapons, even if they are Yuan Infant Stage monks, are also eager to get them.

After all, in the cultivation realm, although Yuanying cultivators were scarce, the number of top-grade magic weapons was even rarer. Ordinary Yuan Infant Stage monks, many of them can't get the best magic weapon to protect themselves, so they can only retreat to the next best thing, and try their best to obtain the powerful high-grade magic weapon, or improve the power of their natal magic weapon, hoping to improve the natal magic weapon to the realm of the best magic weapon through hundreds of years of refining of the infant fire.

The thunder whip used by Xuanming Zhenjun was such a top-grade magic weapon that was forcibly promoted to be close to the power of the best magic weapon. It's not that the dignified Maoshan sect's Yuanying monk can't even get a superb magic weapon. The key is that this thunder whip is a high-grade magic weapon that Xuanming Zhenjun has just set foot in the middle stage of Jindan, and the master has rewarded him. For a mid-stage Jindan monk, having a high-grade magic weapon is already a very generous and stylish thing.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuanming Zhenjun was a rare fire and thunder two-attribute spirit root, this thunder whip would not necessarily be rewarded to him.

Xuanming Zhenjun was overjoyed, and immediately refined this thunder whip sacrifice into a natal magic weapon, and has been cultivated with the natal true element, so many years have passed, the thunder whip has been close to the best magic weapon in terms of power, but if you want to reach the realm of the best magic weapon, it needs to be cultivated with infant fire for at least one or two hundred years.

"Hattori Daoyou, Rongtian Daoyou, let's not be polite, let's divide these things."

Xuanming Zhenjun said bluntly.

Hattori smiled and said, "Of course, you have to divide it, but how to divide it, you still have to pay attention to it, right?" ”

Xuanming Zhenjun glanced at him and said, "It's very simple, we have six groups of people here, how about dividing them equally according to the six?" ”

In addition to the Songquan Daoist, there are two Jindan early monks, with three foundation building monks, the two Jindan early monks, a man and a woman, are husband and wife, both are taciturn, in front of a strong man, they all abide by the rules, only attached to the tail, rarely speak. Now Xuanming Zhenjun counted them as a group and treated them equally, which immediately made the two overjoyed.

Songquan Daoist was even more unexpected, he opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and secretly sighed in his heart, the Maoshan faction is worthy of being a righteous sect, and Xuanming Zhenjun is really magnificent, not a little childish at all.

Hattori Jiecuo sneered and said, "Xuanming Daoyou, you are really generous to others. Do you want to win over these fellow Daoists to stand with you? Don't forget, the people who came this time, you Maoshan Sect and Wuji Sect have the largest number of people. ”

In such an equal division, it is you who suffer the most.

As he spoke, his eyes swept coldly, and both Songquan Dao and the husband and wife monks, a man and a woman, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and they didn't dare to look at him.

Xuanming Zhenjun looked up to the sky and snorted, and said, "Hattori Sect Master, this is the difference between our Righteous Dao Sect and your Demon Sword Sect. A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way, since everyone has arrived here safely and seen these things, no matter how many people there are, it is best for everyone to share them equally. Of course, if the Hattori suzerain insisted on dividing the heads equally, then Lao Dao would not object. ”

Xuanming Zhenjun insisted like this, on the one hand, of course, because the style of the Zhengdao Sect was different from that of the Demon Dao Sect, and on the other hand, he really wanted to win over the Songquan Daoist and the husband and wife monks. If they can completely isolate Hattori Jiecuo and Rong Tian Patriarch, their side will naturally have a great increase in strength, and they will have more autonomy in the next actions.

Moreover, there are so many good things in just one refining hall, this golden hall is very wide, and there must be other treasures waiting to be searched. At present, it is not too much of a loss to give a little more to the Songquan Dao people, so that they are all biased towards their own side and firmly grasp their autonomy. (To be continued......)