The slightly rickety figure walked slowly, and the steps were not as light as those of a cultivator, but a little heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand burdens.

"Han Daoyou, Xuanqing Daoyou, the third competition is about to begin, do you want to come up with any magic weapons?"

I smiled bitterly, I don't know whether to avoid it, Xuanqing's eyes lit up when he saw someone coming.

After all, it was none other than the master of the Tianji Gate and one of the referees of the third magic weapon competition - Jiang Dabeard.

Jiang Bearded came to us with a faint smile on his face, I pointed to Elder Wudang in the distance and asked:

"Master Jiang is now one of the judges of the magic weapon competition, is it really okay to have such close contact with us before the competition?"

Jiang Dabeard smiled and glanced back at Elder Wudang, who also smiled and waved at him, not caring at all that he, the judge, had a private conversation with us.

"Since I'm here, it's all right."

"To do this judging, as long as you ensure fairness in the competition process, although this is not easy to ......"

"After all, in this Wudang Festival, a lot of things have been crooked from the beginning, aren't they?"

I was stunned, then sighed.

Feng Ping and the forces behind him, as well as the game between me and the Wudang high-level leaders, really made this festival a miasma. Although as a person who enjoys favoritism, I am not actually qualified to say this.

Jiang Dabeard glanced in the direction of Gong's revenge, and then said:

"But that's fine, if it weren't for such a big real person, he wouldn't let me be this judge, where would I have this chance to break off with that!"

Speaking of this, Jiang's beard and hair were all raised, his figure was quite tall, and the powerful true qi gradually overflowed from his body, rubbing against the air and making a sizzling sound.

I couldn't help but sigh, Jiang Dabeard's cultivation had actually improved in this short period of time, and he was already a master in the mage realm, and he was not very far from the archmage realm.

It's just that after his cultivation progresses, will he chase after the public and lose the revenge, and will the public lose the revenge and kill him...... I don't know that.

While I was pondering, Jiang Dabeard had already adjusted his true qi and said to me and Xuanqing:

"Two fellow Daoists, what are the magic weapons you plan to take out for tasting, can you let me take a look at it first and determine the grade?"

As a judge, Jiang Dabeard is willing to take a look at the magic weapon for us first, which is actually a good thing. But I glanced at Xuanqing, and then smiled bitterly.

I'll spread my hands together:

"Master Jiang, I don't have anything to grow!"

Xuanqing is even more single:

"We don't have to worry about the situation, all sects of Taoist friends know, since the day of practice, I Xuanqing don't know how to write the word magic weapon!"

Xuanqing said firmly, I can only sigh secretly for his master and brother, the reputation of worry-free and poor will spread from now on.

Jiang Beard smiled slightly, pulled us to a secluded place, and then took out two yellow paper bags from his arms and handed them to the two of us.

"What is this?"

I picked up the paper bag in my hand, the weight was not light, just holding it in my hand my true qi speed up, obviously this is a magic weapon.

Xuan Qing also looked surprised, the situation on his side should be the same.

Jiang Beard motioned for us to open it, and then said slowly:

"Although Tianjimen is good at organ information, one law is all laws, and we are not weaker than many sects that are good at refining weapons in terms of magic weapons."

"It's just that their magic weapons are raised and refined, and our magic weapons are made!"

"Today, I want to borrow the hands of two Taoist friends to lose a long and short feud with that duke!"

After speaking, Jiang Dabeard turned his head and left, Xuanqing and I looked at each other, and then both opened the paper bags in their hands.

When we saw the contents of the paper bag, we were all confused, this thing...... Also algorithm treasure?

At this time, the waterstop man also came over without scruples, and when she saw what I was doing, she smiled and left.

What are these people?

I studied the magic weapon given to me by Jiang Dabeard for a long time, and finally figured out a few ways, and then I couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the Heavenly Machine Gate, and a magic weapon can be so complicated, but from any point of view, this is a superb magic weapon.

Among the magic weapons I have seen, only the dragon slaying sword snatched by Feng Ping can stabilize this thing, and even the sword of Bai Chengfeng at the top of Mount Tai, I don't think it is as good as him.

In order to win the public and lose the revenge, Jiang Dabeard is really bloody......

The day passed in a flash, and the third competition soon began.

The venue for the third competition was in the main hall of the Taoist temple, where there were not many spectators, only two Wudang elders were responsible for dealing with possible dangers.

After all, the magic weapon and people are in a relationship of mutual control, most of the time it is people who control the magic weapon, but once it can't be controlled and the magic weapon has a spirit, the more powerful the magic weapon is, the more like a wild beast that has escaped, and the destructive power is immeasurable.

Elder Wudang Wu simply announced the start of the third magic weapon tasting competition, and then rubbed his hands with a look of impatience:

"I have heard for a long time that the master of the Panmen Gong Losing Gate is not only proficient in organ news, but also has a lot of research on the way of refining, this Fengdao friend ...... And also...... It's the same, the old man can't wait. ”

Gong Yi Qiu nodded slightly, Feng Ping also smiled, Elder Wudang's face still has to be given.

At this time, the waterstop man slapped the table and said unhappily:

"It's not comparable, polite! Hurry up than you...... Just you, as a landlord, give everyone a good start. ”

As soon as the waterstop man pointed to the Baiyun Dao Chief, everyone had no objection to letting the Baiyun Dao Chief show the magic weapon first.

The magic weapon tasting is different from the talent competition, there is no saying that the first appearance will take advantage, and everyone is very curious, what kind of magic weapon will he come up with, the closed disciple of the Great True Person, the head of the Baiyun Dao, who is known as the face of Wudang.

Bai Yundao nodded, took off the wooden sword hanging from his waist, and rubbed it lightly twice, his eyes were unexpectedly gentle.

When Elder Wu saw his wooden sword, he sighed faintly and said:

"Senior Nephew Baiyun, since you have chosen this wooden sword, let's introduce it over there."

The Baiyun Dao Elder nodded and pulled out the wooden sword, and it was the first time that I seriously observed the Baiyun Dao Chief's sword.

This wooden sword, as I had seen in the Zhen Building, did not look like a particularly rare material, just a very ordinary wood.

There was no spell engraved on it, but it had been rubbed many times by the Baiyun Dao Chief, and it became very round and without edges.

No matter how you look at it, it is an ordinary wooden sword, but in the hands of the Baiyun Dao Chief, there is an inexplicable fit.

The Baiyun Dao Leader took the sword and said:

"This sword is nameless, and the material is an ordinary wood in the mountains and forests of the poor hometown."

"When Poor Dao left his hometown and came to Wudang, he relied on this wood, thinking that he was a crutch, and after coming to Wudang, Poor Dao sharpened it into a sword, and did not refine it into a magic weapon, but never left his body."

"It's been 21 years now......"