Chapter Twenty-Three: Waste, Who to Say? (iv)
However, the moment Gu Ruoyun saw the spirit weapon, he understood why this artifact could be stored in the formation of the Refining Weapon Sect for so long without anyone beating its mind.
How so? This sword is indeed a spiritual weapon, but it is a pity that this spiritual weapon has long been worn out, and the surface is rusty, as if a master has lost his spiritual power, and it is no different from ordinary people.
Of course, that's for the average person.
Who is Gu Ruoyun? The genius of the Dongyue Continent, the master of the Ancient Divine Tower, wants to save this once majestic spirit weapon, it is not a problem, it just takes a while......
"Purple Evil, I happen to not have a weapon in my hand, although this spiritual weapon has lost its spiritual power, it is also stronger than a weapon, and the powerful spiritual energy just now should have been accidentally absorbed by her when I was cultivating, so she guided me to this place!"
There was silence in the soul, and after a long time, the voice of the purple evil reached Gu Ruoyun's ears.
"Then you can take it first, and then find a more advanced one, although this one is also a spiritual weapon, but it is the lowest level, which does not match your identity."
The corners of Gu Ruoyun's mouth couldn't help twitching, and she stroked her forehead helplessly.
This guy is a cabbage when he is a spiritual weapon? A low-level spirit weapon is enough to cause many masters to compete for it, let alone a high-level spirit weapon?
"Let's go, I'm almost done cultivating, and it's time to leave."
Outside the cave, there were many people around at some point, and after seeing Gu Ruoyun stepping out of the cave, there was silence at first, and then a questioning voice came from the crowd.
"Gu Ruoyun, why are you here? Just now I felt a strange fluctuation coming from the cave, there must be some treasure born, hand over the treasure quickly, maybe I can leave your life! ”
Gu Ruoyun's brows were slightly locked, and she followed the voice of the speaker to look at the young man in Tsing Yi in the crowd, and the corners of her lips raised a curvature.
"The son of the household servant, the little follower of the little young master of the Ling family, who is the waste you were talking about just now?"
The young man sneered: "Who else can I say?" Isn't it just you, a well-known waste wood? Gu Ruoyun, hand over the treasure if you know each other, otherwise, this son will let you kneel down and kowtow, anyway, if you die here, your brother won't know, ha......"
Ha......
Before the last laugh fell, everyone heard a bang, and the boy's body turned into a point of light, threw it into the sky, and then fell down hard.
The heads of the rest seemed to stiffen, turned around a little, and finally landed on Gu Ruoyun's thin body.
I saw her turn her arms casually, without even glancing at the boy on the ground.
"His strength is not bad, and this slap makes my hands hurt."
You must know that although the young man is the follower of the young master Ling, his strength is no worse than that of the young master, and he is also the fifth level of qi gathering, Gu Ruoyun, a waste who has only reached the third level, actually slapped him away?
But she also said that his strength was good, and her hands hurt when he hurt her......
Is this woman sure that she is complimenting people and not hurting people?
"By the way," Gu Ruoyun's eyes flickered, and he looked at everyone in the audience with a smile, "Who else of you scolded me for being a waste?" How dare you stand up? ”
Seriously, when she made a contract with the Ancient God Tower, she had already made Gu Ruoyun's body and soul go through a process of baptism, not only strengthening her soul ability, but also improving the quality of all aspects of her body.
Seeing Gu Ruoyun now, everyone looked at each other, and never dared to take half a step forward.