"You?" Huang Mo looked at this ordinary-looking dark ink-colored little green lantern, the small flame that would be extinguished if he was not careful. Skeptical: "How can you help me?" ”

Xiao Qing Lantern said faintly: "What you said reminds me of something, didn't I ever tell you that this lamp was given by a friend." It paused and said, "That friend's name is Zhou Ming, who once practiced in Shushan, and his Taoist name is Changfeng. ”

Huang Mo was stunned.

The human world is really too small.

After living for a long time, she never thought that such a small probability could happen to her, just like when she was hungry and couldn't stand it, she pulled out the grass casually, and turned out the eggs that came out of nowhere. It can not only solve her urgent needs, but also fill her hunger.

She pinched the green lamp, and shook his lamp oil to spill half of it again, and the little green lamp wailed: "Don't worry, don't worry, my lamp, my lamp, it's going to go out, it's going out!" ”

Huang Mo has never been so happy to insert his paws into the lamp oil: "Isn't it merit, give it to you, give it to you!" ”

……

Qing Lantern breathed a sigh of relief, and then said softly: "This Soul Gathering Lamp was given to me by the Changfeng Dao Master when I accidentally fell into the cell when I was traveling in all directions, and he said that he should not be able to get out of this prison door, so he entrusted this lamp to me......

"Even so, this lamp is just a relic of his, how can it help me?" Huang Mo asked.

"This lamp was carved by him with mana, and the wick is his heart." His flame flickered for a moment, as if he was thinking: "I heard that Shushan has a technique of peeping at life, if you obtain the things of the deceased before your death, the practice can be traced back to a person's past and present lives." This thing gathers me together when my soul is scattered, and it is a merit, and if I come out of this lamp, I need something to hold on. You might as well use another artifact to remove me first...... But be careful not to leak my existence. ”

Huang Mo listened and nodded, she just listened to the way to find that person, and didn't take his last sentence to heart, and didn't want to dig into the root to find out why he couldn't leak the reason for his own existence, and went to find Qingyue, I didn't know that Qingyue, this kid, when I don't usually want to see him, any place can pop up, and now I want to look for him, but he disappeared without a trace, Huang Mo flew all the way to the wall and asked a series of people, and finally caught Qingyue, who had reported to the head of Mingyue at the gate of Qianqing Palace. Seeing Huang Mo who took the initiative to appear in front of him, Qing Yue's heart was excited, these days of earnest teachings were finally not in vain, but in fact he was happy earlier, Huang Mo pulled him back, and asked not about the secular scriptures, but about asking: "Is there any magic weapon?" ”

Ritual weapons?

"Yes, yes, but you can't use it?" Qingyue pointed to her fat paw and said.

"Take me to see it!" Huang Mo didn't care about Qing Yue poking her sensitive area again, a tiger went down the mountain, and Qing Yue went straight with his head down, and Qing Yue was almost pulled off, he desperately pulled his clothes and panted: "Wait! Taken the wrong path! The Vigo Hall where the ritual artifacts are stored is in the back! ”

Qing Yue took the fiery Huang Mo all the way to another mountain peak, and saw that the clouds and mist were shrouded, and his eyes fell from the majestic clouds, with tall buildings lined up one after another, carved railings and jade masonry, and the rigorous and solemn atmosphere was even worse. As soon as it settled, Huang Mo jumped down with an arrow step, Qing Yue almost slipped off the sword, but he didn't have time to open his mouth to stop it, the little guy pounced, only to hear a crackling, Qing Yue silently blocked his eyes, quite sympathetic.

Huang Mo fell to the ground on all fours, one calf was still smoking helplessly in the air, she opened her mouth and coughed up a puff of smoke from her mouth, with a burning smell in her mouth: "Why didn't you tell me earlier......"

Where the Shushan magic weapon is located, how can people come and go freely? What's more, she's still a demon. Fortunately, her cultivation was not deep enough to touch a deeper level of vigilance, otherwise it would not have been this understatement of lightning strikes to punish her slightly. The magic weapons of Shushan almost all the treasures that can be collected in the human world, and also use the bones, tendons and elixirs of demon beasts to make all kinds of magic weapons, this kind of magic weapons because they are contaminated with the breath of demons, they are all to be used in the magic circle of the Vigo Hall to pull out the defilement and decontamination party, in order to prevent this kind of magic weapons from being stolen by people with bad intentions, so the magic circle around the Vigo Hall is listed, once there are people outside Shu Mountain approaching, they will be punished without discrimination.

"Who made you so anxious?" Qing Yue reluctantly put away the sword, and then carried Huang Mo, who was still half scorched and still emitting a wisp of smoke, on his shoulder, and drew an extremely complicated seal with his other hand in the middle of the middle, only to see that the light of the spell seal dissipated, and a yellow spell fluttered down in the sky, Qing Yue took it and said to the charm: "Shushan disciple Qing Yue and Huang Mo ask to meet." ”

The spell burst into flames in the air.

There was a sound of chains twisting and turning outside the sky, and with a bang, Huang Mo shrank into his arms in fright, as if something opened from an invisible mid-air, and let out a thick and heavy moan from a long time.

Seeing that she was rarely frightened by this formation, a smile overflowed at the corner of Qing Yue's mouth: "Let's go, let's go in." ”

The place where the magic weapons of Shu Mountain are located is even taller and deeper than Huang Mo thought, rows and rows of weapons with cold edges are lined up neatly, and a little cold light is condensed in the middle of the blade, and the flowing clouds seem to be flowing non-stop, and the cold chill spreads out, making the entire magic weapon library even more distant and cold. There are eighteen kinds of swords and hammers, and there are many types, and it doesn't take long for her to be dazzled.

"What kind of artifact do you want? What for? Qing Yue saw that her neck was about to twist into a twist, and couldn't help asking.

"I want a container that can ...... I can fit it...... The kind of spirit that is very fragile...... It's not a soul! It's spirits! Huang Mo emphasized again and again.

"Oh......" Qingyue raised his eyebrows suspiciously, a smile of uncertainty on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Huang Mo shook his paws unconvinced, but was blocked by Qing Yue's palpitations, he thought for a moment and said, "You are small, and you can't bring much of a thing, so let's think about it...... Containers, huh...... That's it! ”

He turned and ran to the back, and soon came back in a hurry, spreading his hand, and a bell lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

This hexagonal bell is silver, with a rounded body and no lines, and it looks extremely ordinary.

And this extremely ordinary bell contains no less than the bright moon shining a clear light, and when the tentacles take it, it seems to be washed by a spiritual power, and the body and mind are thorough. Huang Mo thought that this was the so-called aura that remained after purification and washing in the Purification Circle.