"Yellow Turban Lux?"

Seeing the majestic and mighty big guys, Xi Tong was happy to see the hunt, this is a good thing.

Ancient classics, especially among ancient gods and demons, there is a very common but very inconspicuous group.

They are so humble that they don't even have official names and titles, and the four words "Yellow Turban Lux" are also casually given by later generations.

However, they ran errands for Yuan Shi Tianzun and miscellaneous for Jiang Ziya.

According to the three officials in front of the prime minister, the level of the Yellow Turban Lux ......

Xi Tong doesn't care about the strength of the Yellow Turban Lux, but the way they appear.

A piece of yellow paper, a spell, and a bang, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a great change in life.

"If you get this spell in your hands and change it casually, isn't it a Pokéball?"

It is said that every day, tens of thousands of people hold the master ball to catch a mythical beast called a cute foodie.

The cute foodie hasn't appeared for a few days, and I don't know whose ball ball was taken away.

"Hmm, if you give this thing to the little barbarians of the Titan Kingdom, wouldn't you be able to summon a heroic spirit like Saber to guard it at any time? In this way, you can buy one less ticket when you take the train. ”

Xi Tong seems to have seen an important means of krypton in the game - pets/mounts/gods......

So, Xi Tong casually released a system task [Capture the Yellow Turban Lux Alive].

Long Yang glanced at the task, "I haven't even seen the Yellow Turban Power, it's really unheard of." ”

The loyalty of the subsystem host Longyang to you has been reduced by 1, and is currently -22.

it!

Xi Tong secretly scolded: If it weren't for your sister's sake, I would have beaten you to death a long time ago, believe it or not!

At this moment, the system prompts: "Master, we have a traitor." ”

"What's going on?"

The system immediately highlights and circles an object.

The fist-sized paper crane fluttered, and when it approached the city, a hazy light emanated from the paper, and the surrounding air twisted and changed, and the paper crane actually disappeared.

It's not completely invisible, if you look closely, you can still see the traces of the paper folding, as if the lines outline the outline of the paper crane.

However, in this kind of chaotic battlefield, except for eating melons on behalf of Xi Tong, who will have the leisure to watch this?

"Tail it!"

Soon, the crane flew into a remote courtyard.

"Swordsmith?"

Xi Tong was surprised in his heart, and vaguely sorted out a vein.

It turned out that it was not by chance that Nightshade was martyred, but that there was a force planning and even promoting.

Damn dog planners, they should be slashed one by one, and all thrown into the sword-forging furnace and burned to ashes.

The crane hovered silently over a swordsmith's shoulder, whispering to it.

The swordsmith pinched the crane by scratching his ears and tickling it, clumping it into a ball of paper, and firing his fingers into the fire of the boiling water.

Invisible and silent.

Seeing this scene, Xi Tong secretly praised in his heart, high, really high!

The methods of the ancients are just different.

……

On the city wall, Long Yang bought ten more Ice Shooters, and wanted to continue to buy them, but the system prompted that your balance was insufficient, please recharge.

Not only was the balance of 10,000 yuan spent, but Huabei's 10,000 quota was also clean, plus the half-price privilege, Longyang spent a total of 40,000 cents in this day.

"If you don't want money, you need to die! Give me some more credit! ”

However, Xi Tong rejected Long Yang's request.

"It's cool to charge money for a while, and it's cool to charge all the time! Will you still have these troubles if you charge 80,000? ”

Long Yang is very single, "All the valuable things in Jiang Guo have been sold by me and exchanged for resources to cast magic swords, and there is nothing left to sell." ”

Xi Tong pointed out a clear path for Long Yang.

"You still have the magic sword! Of course, I know that thing is important to you, and I'm talking about the magic sword casting diagram. ”

If you want to solve the mystery, you can only start with the magic sword casting diagram.

In the background story, the magic sword is cast by Long Yang according to the magic sword handscroll passed down from generation to generation.

However, after seeing the paper crane, Xi Tong was skeptical of this statement.

Jiang Guo has such a powerful ancestor, will he get mixed up to this point?

Another point, it is written in the background story that Long Yang summoned warlocks to forge magic swords - that is to say, Long Yang does not know how to forge swords, and the person who presides over the sword casting is also a random warlock.

There is no need to say more about the virtues of the charlatans.

Moreover, the magic sword is too strong, it is almost a top-level divine soldier in the fairy sword world, and the Xuanyuan sword is not out, who will compete with it.

It is reported that the magic sword can turn people's grievances into their own spiritual power, hatred, war spirit, resentment, etc., are the source of the magic sword's power.

Therefore, Xi Tong must get the magic sword casting diagram and solve the mystery in his heart.

Long Yang hesitated in his heart.

The magic sword is very important to him, and it is his reliance to destroy the Yang Kingdom.

He smashed the pot and sold iron like a gambler, exhausted his resources to forge the magic sword, and pressed all his hopes on this wave of studs.

Therefore, the magic sword cannot be lost.

Xi Tong said leisurely: "The magic sword will be completed, you won't need this manuscript." ”

Long Yang thought about it, his magic sword was only one step away from being formed.

It only took a few days to calculate the days, and the manuscript was indeed not needed.

So, Long Yang took out a thumb-sized jade slip from his body.

"Take it."

Long Yang's eyes widened in disbelief as the jade slip in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

"Ding! You sell valuable items and get 10,000 cents. ”

In Central Park, Xi Tong rubbed the jade slip with an astringent surface in his hand, and secretly said in his heart, it is not mellow.

"I thought it was a cardboard box manuscript, but it turned out to be Jade Pupil Jane!"

A thought came into contact, and immediately, a huge amount of information poured into his mind.

Xi Tong rubbed his swollen eyebrows, "Is this the hard disk of the Fairy Sword World, the amount of information is too much." ”

There are various schools of sword-casting knowledge in the Jade Pupil Jane, and there is even a casting method for the Xuanyuan Sword.

Of course, these are all rumors and conjectures.

There are also a lot of dry goods, just master the sword-casting technique of a school, and dare not say that the great master, the sword-casting master is still okay.

The most detailed and dry thing in it is the casting method of the magic sword.

The site of the sword casting workshop should be on the stargazing, feng shui, choose an auspicious day to start construction, and make a set of utensils in strict accordance with the requirements.

How demanding are the requirements?

The stone must be a stone taken from Gotake, and it must be a stone from the San'in.

The water used must be rootless water in a certain place on a certain day of the month, and there is a limit to the hour.

The soil must be taken from the ancient tombs, depending on the gender, birthdate, and lineage of the tomb owner......

As for the requirements for utensils, there are more tricks, so strict that you can't use chicken feathers on dusters.

The swordsmith and even the miscellaneous workers must also choose according to the eight characters of the birthday, and they must burn incense and bathe and change their clothes three days in advance to enter the swordsmithing workshop, and they must bow to all directions after entering the swordcasting workshop, so as not to collide with the gods.

Then there is the work that needs to be done at each link and every step.

Proper feudal superstition.

Xi Tong glanced at a thousand lines, and went directly to the end, but found that the author of the Jade Pupil Jian was a broken dog.

His last paragraph goes like this

。 Reading at zero o'clock