The five infant-level teachers of Ling Qingguo's four-star academy came to the Zidu Academy in the Ziluo Kingdom one day in advance, and brought a piece of news that made the students of the Zidu Academy extremely excited, that is, because the Ziluo Kingdom had sent a batch of high-grade Peiqi Pills and high-grade Yuhuan Pills to Ling Qingguo some time ago, the number of places to go to East Manchuria this time had increased from the original 20 to 50! Among them, 10 were guaranteed places and 40 were elected places.

Because the Ziluo Kingdom is a subordinate country of the second-class country Ling Qingguo, the quota of the Ziluo Kingdom was set by Ling Qingguo, and the students who led these students to East Manchuria were also led by the teachers of Ling Qingguo's Four-Star Academy. However, this time they came to discover Douluo Terrace, and the various rules in it made them very interested, and persuaded Dean Fang Wangsheng to go to Ling Qingguo's Four-Star Academy, and in the end, the Dean took root in Ziluo Country with many interests of the family, so he didn't want to leave so he pushed it away.

Ning Xuantian had a long sword, the one he found in the Golden Old Man's Cave Mansion at that time, it should also be a good sword, and he knew the nine styles of the hanging sword, so he didn't have to look for weapons anymore. Although he doesn't like swords very much, he also feels that swords have nothing to do with mediocre buddies like him.

The sword should be wielded by those handsome and dashing guys, such as Wang Bingqian, in order to make its temperament more elegant and natural, and it is easier to inject the spirituality of the sword into the soul, so as to show its power.

But today, Wan Yuan Yun asked him to accompany him with a dead face, and went to the old square outside the national capital to see if there was a chance to find a good weapon, anyway, there was nothing to do, and he owed him a lot, so he finally agreed.

Ning Xuantian had never been here, and only then did he realize that there were actually many monks here. There are countless stalls to buy anywhere, and there are a wide variety of different objects, so it's no wonder that students often hear about coming here to shop for treasures.

Ning Xuantian walked with the ten thousand clouds, and his divine sense continued to sweep towards the surrounding magic weapons.

Wan Yuan Yun stopped, kicked in front of a large stall, and looked at a mace-shaped magic weapon, Ning Xuantian glanced at it, and felt that it was nothing special, so he stopped looking at it.

Turning around, he found that there were three teenagers surrounded in front of a small stall in front of him, and the three teenagers were also from Haozheng Academy, so he walked over and saw one of the teenagers holding a long knife in his hand and constantly looking at it. He also felt that this long knife was cold and cold, and it was indeed a good knife.

So he said to the young man, "This fellow student, can you lend me this long knife?" ”

Those teenagers glanced at Ning Xuantian idiotically, but they didn't make a sound, Ning Xuantian also knew that he was a little abrupt, but others were looking at this knife, so there was no reason to let it be shown to him.

I was self-righteous, thinking that everyone was from the same college, so it didn't matter if I asked, but now it seems that a few people don't give this face at all, and even the reason is so cold that Ning Xuantian is cold.

Although he persuaded himself psychologically, the attitudes of several teenagers still made him very uncomfortable, especially the young man who looked at the knife, with his lofty posture and cold eyes, as if Ning Xuantian was a cat and a dog.

Ning Xuantian glanced at Wan Yuan Yun and found that he had completed the transaction with the stall owner, looking left and right with a mace in his hand, and couldn't put it down. Originally, he wanted to accompany Wan Yuanyun to go back after buying the weapon, but after seeing the long knife just now, he felt that it would be good to take a turn again, maybe he could really find a weapon that suited him, and if he didn't get it, he would find a magic weapon. Although this opportunity is not large, but you have to comfort yourself in your heart, so that people can have more motivation to move forward.

So the two of them continued to turn east and look west, walking around, and there was no destination, according to Ning Xuantian, it was fate, of course Wan Yuan Yun didn't care about this, anyway, he had already bought it.

It wasn't until he came to a very small stall that Ning Xuan stopped.

There were already several people in front of the stall, and it was a bit crowded.

Ning Xuantian saw a rusty black stick, swept it down with his soul sense, and found that it could only invade the surface, but he couldn't see anything good when he looked left and right, Ning Xuantian picked up the black stick, and found that it was quite light, so he asked the stall owner, what is the price of this black stick.

The stall owner's face was immediately full of smiles, and he said with a smile: "This brother, you really have vision, this black iron rod, I don't know what its name is, but my family doesn't know how many generations of ancestors were born and died from Ling Qingguo's Cloud Demon Secret Realm! Because no one has identified it at home, so I have no choice but to take it out to find a destined person, it seems that my brother is this destined person." ”

A few monks around couldn't help but roar and laugh when they heard the stall owner blowing, thinking, you just blow it, a clear-eyed person can see that it is a piece of rotten iron, and there is rust on it! Even Wan Yuanyun couldn't help but pull Ning Xuantian with his hand, afraid that he would be fooled by this old man.

Ning Xuantian didn't smile, he felt that this black stick seemed a little mysterious, and he also liked this black feeling, and felt that it was quite in line with himself, ordinary and low-key style.

So he said to the old man again: "You don't have to tell me this, I know by myself, just the price." ”

The old man smiled again and said, "Not much, just three hundred spirit stones." ”

A few monks around gasped, it wasn't much. Three hundred spirit stones, just such a rotten iron!

Ning Xuantian didn't bargain either, he casually dropped three hundred spirit stones to the old man, and picked up a black iron stick in his hand.

The old man took the spirit stone and was stunned for a while, thinking that this guy is too easy to fool. The black iron rod was indeed in his house, but it was accidentally fished out of the pit at home.

Although it is a little light to start, it is mottled on it, and it is a little old, so I think I can fool people, so I took it out and bought it, and I have seen it with my soul sense, there is nothing unusual, it can't be refined at all, only mortal things can't be refined, and it won't be a good thing if I think about it.

Unexpectedly, on the first day he took it out, he was taken care of, and he even bought three hundred spirit stones at once! Originally, he wanted to sell three spirit stones, but three hundred spirit stones were just casual talk.

Looking at Ning Xuantian's attitude, even he felt a little puzzled, he wouldn't really look away, he was also a **lake, and he wouldn't really fall into the pit, but when he saw Ning Xuantian's young age, he felt that this was not very likely.

"Wait, I'll give you six hundred spirit stones from this black iron rod!"

As a hurried voice sounded, a hand quickly stretched out towards the black iron rod in Ning Xuantian's hand, but Ning Xuantian's reaction was faster than him, and he immediately threw the black iron rod into the ring.

Ning Xuantian looked up and found that it was the young man who was looking at the knife just now, and he also looked at him coldly in his eyes, so he stopped talking. The young man saw that Ning Xuantian didn't give him any face, so he wanted to have a seizure, but the two teenagers behind him pulled him and calmed him down.

Think about it, in this bustling city, it's not good for your reputation to make a move. So he said to the stall owner and the old man, "I will give me 600 spirit stones for that black iron rod, can you transfer it to me?"

The old man glanced at him and said with a smile: "Hehe, this young brother, you are also a person who knows goods, I still have this kind of good goods at home, please come early next time, but now this black iron rod has nothing to do with me." ”

He spread his hands with an attitude of powerlessness.

The old man was a little speechless in his heart, what kind of person is this, he doesn't know that after the money and goods are cleared, the things will not be mine? If I could sell them again, I would have died and turned to ashes a long time ago! Can I still appear here?

The forest is big, and there are really all kinds of birds!

Watching Ning Xuantian walk away, the young man gritted his teeth with hatred, and he couldn't imagine that there was still someone in Haozheng Academy who dared not to give him face.

With the indignation in his heart, a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes from time to time.

The two teenagers around him were also stunned, thinking to themselves, there are really people in Haozheng Academy who don't know Qin Yihan, this proud son with the number one strength on the list, this name has spread throughout the entire Ziluo Kingdom in the past two days.

Ning Xuantian doesn't have any ideas, if you give me a tooth, I will give you a tooth!

It was Wan Yuan Yun who said to him: "Ning Xuantian, you are really in trouble this time." Do you know who that young man is? He is Qin Yihan, who is ranked first in strength on the list of our Haozheng Academy, I heard that he has already built the second layer of the foundation!"

Ning Xuantian just replied lightly: "Oh, yes." ”

didn't say anything more, Wan Yuan Yun thought to himself, this brother is really bold, he told him like this, and he still had a calm attitude. I really can't admire it, I really don't know what confidence he has to do this.

Ning Xuantian returned to his residence, he took out the black iron rod and looked at it, looking left and right still couldn't see anything, using his soul sense to invade it, or he could only invade the thin layer of iron on the surface, thinking to himself, this iron rod could not also be refined and banned.

So Ning Xuantian began to try to refine the prohibition in it, and found that there was indeed a prohibition in it, but there was no movement after refining for more than an hour. It's just that as soon as Ning Xuantian Niu Jin came up, he was right, his soul consciousness continued to invade, and he continued to refine, and in the end, it took about half a day, which consumed a lot of his soul consciousness, until he was so tired that he lay on the ground before refining the first layer of prohibition.

When he refined the first layer of prohibition, two words immediately appeared in his mind: Black Death.

Ning Xuantian immediately realized that he and this black iron rod had a heart-to-heart connection, so his heart moved at will, and after thinking about it, he found that this black iron rod disappeared immediately, and he didn't know where it was hidden;

Ning Xuantian was pleasantly surprised, I don't know if this is the magic weapon that monks often say? He knew that it was impossible for magic weapons to be hidden in the body, even ordinary magic weapons could not be done, only those high-level magic weapons could do.

It's just that the prohibitions in it are too difficult to refine, and I don't know when I can refine all of them, Hao Lie said that he is also a second-level array mage, and it took him more than half a day to refine the first layer of prohibition, and there are one hundred and eight prohibitions in this black iron rod!

It's a pity that we will have to participate in the election contest tomorrow, otherwise, we can take it to the iron-making place to see if we can remove the rust.

Ning Xuantian thought about it and felt that the rust spots on it really made him uncomfortable, so he didn't hide it in his body, but threw it directly into the storage ring.

The name of this "black death" also made Ning Xuantian dissatisfied, and felt that if there was another sentence in the front: Chu Shen's killing, black death! Then the taste would be completely different, how domineering! At worst, it should be called: Black Mang, the light in the darkness! It's not bad, it has a lot of connotation! It's just that the name of this black death may have been carved out when refining, and he can't change it!

Ning Xuantian didn't think about it anymore, he was too tired, and he fell asleep after recovering from his cultivation.