On the stone platform, the wooden box was opened, not a magic weapon as everyone thought, but another wooden box.

The agarwood box is shiny and translucent, and it is engraved with pine branch moire, which makes people feel light. The box is covered with four long seals, which are painted in cinnabar. Seeing this seal, many people looked stunned.

Obviously, this seal is a talisman to prevent the leakage of spiritual energy. And Chang Ming, the elder of the Refining Weapon Alliance, moved his eyes slightly, and glanced at Chen Tianhao a few times. He could naturally see the drawing technique of this talisman, and he was very familiar with it.

The appearance of just one box has made everyone look forward to it.

Seeing this box, the white-bearded Daoist of Qingyun Dao nodded slightly, Chen Tianhao carried this box with him, it was indeed for gifts, otherwise there was no need to cherish it so much. With just this one box, it can already be seen that the items in it must be extraordinary.

Chen Tianhao did not open the wooden box as soon as possible, but turned around, summoned Yang Cong, who was accompanying him, and gave a few instructions.

After a while, Yang Cong brought a basin of water and an incense burner.

Chen Tianhao's hands were slowly washed in the basin, very slowly and carefully.

No one is impatient.

There is always a bit of piety in the heart of a practitioner, and this piety comes from the longing for the "Tao".

Looking at Chen Tianhao's actions, not only did no one urge them, but they became more and more full of expectations for the magic weapons he brought.

Clean hands, burn incense, three high incense sticks were lit, Chen Tianhao looked solemn, holding high incense and bowing to the Quartet for eight consecutive years.

Sandalwood is curling and the breeze is gentle.

Chen Tianhao, who was in a white robe with big sleeves, reached out to uncover the seal on the wooden box.

When the finger touched the seal, the aura on the cinnabar talisman glowed, then extinguished. The hand retracted.

"Those who were born in the lunar year, those who are in the period of the red dragon, and those who are not at the age of cardamom, please avoid. ”

Chen Tianhao looked around and said softly.

What does this mean? Who else can and can't see the magic weapon? The female disciple is just a dwarf? The children are not allowed to see it?

Not only did the disciples here look at each other, a little dazed, but those in the distance who wanted to take a closer look at this magic weapon by the light curtain couldn't help but scold their mother.

Seeing that no one moved, Chen Tianhao opened his mouth again, and then stood with his hands crossed, there is a posture that if you don't move, I won't move.

Chang Ming, the elder of the Refining Weapon Alliance who presided over this competition, moved in his heart and remembered the attributes of a magic weapon. It's just that Chen Tianhao has such a ability, and he can actually refine that kind of magic weapon?

"Ladies and gentlemen, if there is someone Chen Tianhao said, please stay away for a while. ”

Chang Ming spoke, and some of the onlookers finally retreated, two female disciples, who withdrew from the circle, and Xun'er, who had not yet reached the cardamom years, also pouted and stepped back.

As Xun'er went away, in the light curtain in the distance, she couldn't really see it anymore, and she couldn't hear the sound clearly. Suddenly, there was another scolding.

"Senior Brother Sun, it seems that you were born in the lunar year, right?"

Chen Tianhao suddenly spoke, looking at Sun Maolin not far away.

"Senior brother, you are mistaken. ”

Sun Maolin replied calmly.

"Oh, I thought you were yin......"

Chen Tianhao nodded as he reached out to unseal it.

"It's good if not. ”

The four seals were torn open and set aside, and everyone only felt a little hot and dry.

"Senior brother, are you really not a yin person?"

Sun Maolin gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, then I'll reveal it. ”

With a "snap", the lid of the box was opened, and a hot and dry air of yang instantly filled the surrounding area, and everyone seemed to be under the scorching sun.

In the wooden box, a wooden sword engraved with fine lines exudes a soft, but impossible to look at directly.

"Poof—"

Sun Maolin, who was not far away, suddenly felt his heart swell, and he couldn't help but feel soft, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

"Hey, junior brother, it's a yin person, you admit it, this is rushed by yang energy, I'm afraid it's going to hurt my vitality. ”

Looking at Sun Maolin who fell to the ground, Chen Tianhao said with some sympathy.

Stretching out his hands and taking out the wooden sword, Chen Tianhao turned to look at the Elder of the Refining Alliance.

"Elder Chang is invited to taste it. ”

Everyone's eyes immediately stared at Elder Chang Ming, what kind of sword is this? From the very beginning, Chen Tianhao said that he was going to send Qingyun Dao, arousing everyone's curiosity, and then burning incense to clean his hands and drive away the onlookers, which has already aroused everyone's desires. All the gimmicks are enough, if you don't appreciate it at this time, won't your heart be scratched by the cat's paws?

Feeling everyone's gaze, Chang Ming suddenly remembered Yun Lingzi, who had tasted the "Great Spirit Pill" before. As soon as he turned around, Yun Lingzi's face was full of sympathy.

Chang Ming knew that if he didn't comment on this sword today, he was afraid that his reputation would be ruined.

"Elder Chang, please also appreciate this sword. ”

The white-bearded Taoist who presided over the "Leaping Dragon Gate" looked at Chang Ming, with a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

"Jingyuan Dao, this sword seems to be somewhat similar to a certain magic weapon in the legend. ”

Chang Ming didn't move, but looked at the white-bearded Taoist.

Poor Dao also had this suspicion, but he was not sure. ”

"Why don't we have a taste together?"

Chang Ming actually sent an invitation to the White Whisker Daoist, and as the host of the "Leaping Dragon Gate" this time, the White Whisker Daoist really did not refuse.

"Poor Dao also wants to verify it himself. ”

Anyway, at this time, the only thing that was valued in the entire competition was the wooden sword that Chen Tianhao was holding in his hand. As for the other participating disciples, they had already been squeezed out of the circle of onlookers.

Chang Ming stepped forward and just wanted to stretch out his hand, Chen Tianhao said, "Please also ask the seniors to clean their hands." ”

Chang Ming didn't refuse, and together with the white-bearded Taoist, he carefully scrubbed his hands in the basin brought by the disciple. The process is the same as Chen Tianhao's.

If you don't have a deep literacy, how can you know the steps of this clean hand, which will only increase the joke.

Chen Tianhao bowed down and handed out the wooden sword, Chang Ming, who was holding the wooden sword, closed his eyes and did not move, and after a long time, he was silent, and then held the wooden sword in both hands and handed it to the white beard Taoist.

Seeing Chang Ming's movements, the white beard Taoist looked moved, and took it with solemn hands.

Holding the wooden sword in his hand, the Taoist robe slowly swelled, and the formations on the wooden sword lit up one by one, and everyone only felt that the original restless mood was suddenly calm, and the surroundings were peaceful.

The pale yellow of the wooden sword was mixed with a slight rainbow light, and an indescribable aroma lingered all around.

"Like the sun is like electricity, fragrant and strange. ”

Chang Ming stroked his long beard, his eyes full of amazement.

"Drink!"

There was a long roar in the mouth of the white beard Dao, the thunder light flashed on the wooden sword, and the entire stone pavilion was surrounded by electric light. However, this electric light does not hurt people, but falls on the body, making people feel like they have been stabbed awake all over their bodies.

"Pure Yang to ward off evil spirits, heavenly thunder to exorcise demons, this sword can be called the treasure of Taoism. ”

Chang Ming's words are imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Daomen treasure!

The electric light was put away, and the wooden sword returned to its original state.

The white-bearded Taoist looked at the long sword in his hand with great affection.

"Wearing this sword with you for three years, the poor road will definitely be able to break through the foundation building realm. ”