A month later.

Sun Yan stood outside the grass house, according to his calculations, the young man should come again today, so he was waiting.

And in this month, although Sun Yan inexplicably reached the first level of condensation, he had infinite incomprehension, but in the end he could only press it in his heart, but after he reached the first layer of condensation, he had a feeling, as if in the depths of his soul, there was an idea that he had to cultivate immortals, and he had to complete something that he didn't know about now and was very important!

"What is it?" Looking at the blue sky, Sun Yan looked very dazed and thoughtful.

It wasn't the first time he had thought about it, but it was more distressing to him than the countless questions he had asked before, as if he hadn't reached the point where he could find the answer to this question.

Thinking about it, Sun Yan sighed again, he felt as if he was undergoing a change that he didn't know and didn't understand!

Suddenly, just when Sun Yan fell into a series of puzzles again, in the sky, the middle-aged man in green a month ago, as Sun Yan thought, came here from the sky again with a whistling voice!

At this time, Sun Yan stopped thinking and looked at the middle-aged man who landed in front of him, without speaking.

"Not bad, you're qualified!" The middle-aged man carefully observed Sun Yan, nodded appreciatively, and his tone seemed to be better than a month ago.

Then, the middle-aged man, as always busy, handed Sun Yan a red oil bag and explained the follow-up things, and then disappeared in front of Sun Yan again!

However, this time, Sun Yan didn't want to ask about the rest of the matters as he did in a month, and just set his eyes on the red oil bag in his hand in a blink of an eye......

This is a storage bag, generally speaking, it is for ordinary disciples to go to the Treasure Pavilion of the Eighth Peak to obtain it by themselves, but the disciples who are taken up the mountain by their own disciples, and then cultivate into condensing qi by themselves, have some privileges, which are given by the inner disciples!

"This red oil bag should be the lowest level storage bag...... Then, I only need to inject some spiritual power, it should be ......" muttering to himself, Sun Yan tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body and slowly injected it into the storage bag, and sure enough, he opened it very smoothly.

There are some things in it, three low-grade spirit stones, a set of red robes, some low-level extreme elixirs and charms, and the books from the second volume of Qi Condensation to the thirteenth volume of Qi Condensation are basically there, which should be regarded as a benefit for the disciples in the sect......

"Only when you reach the first level of condensation can you be regarded as a disciple of the Moqian Sect, and only then do you really have the right to cultivate...... Next, it should be to go to the Hidden Weapons Pavilion and choose a magic weapon of your own! Thinking of this, Sun Yan looked at the grass hut where he had lived for a month, then shook his head, changed into the red robe, and then took out a low-level flying charm from the storage bag and pasted it on his chest!

This was the first time Sun Yan had flown in the air, although it was surrounded by clouds and mist, it was very ethereal, but he did not have the slightest excitement, as if the level of this flight could not enter his eyes.

What's more, on the way to his flight, he also met some people from the same sect, most of them were ordinary disciples in red robes, of course, occasionally you can see a few inner disciples in green robes, but most of these people are very indifferent and don't look at Sun Yan, and in contrast, Sun Yan naturally won't pay attention to himself!

"I don't know, how is Liu Hu?!" Thinking about it, a trace of inexplicability suddenly flashed in Sun Yan's expression, and then he sped up......

The Treasure Pavilion and the Hidden Weapons Pavilion are completely different, the former is to manage a series of miscellaneous items such as books, pills, storage bags, etc., while the latter is to manage some magic weapons and magic weapons, and because of the decline of the Moqian Sect, it is not the main alchemy and manufacturing sect, so it leads to the miscellaneous category, there are not many valuable items, and the weapon category, because the sect master of this generation is a master of practicing weapons, so there is still some background, and it is even said that this person has also refined spiritual treasures......

This leads to the fact that the latter is more important than the former, and in the eyes of the head of the Moqian Sect, it is naturally much more important, therefore, in the absence of special rights, others are basically not allowed to obtain it instead, and they can only take it themselves to ensure their so-called safety, and this, whether it is a personal disciple or an ordinary disciple, is the same!

There are four of them.

They are all located in the seventh peak, but they are no longer in the same place, there is one on the top of the mountain, which can only be entered by the disciples of the family, there are two rooms on the mountainside, what is needed is the identity of the inner disciple, and the last one at the bottom of the mountain is naturally exclusive to ordinary disciples like Sun Yan......

And soon, a black attic was reflected in Sun Yan's eyes.

This attic has only two floors, and it is very dilapidated, Sun Yan is ten meters away from it, and he can smell the rotten atmosphere generated by the long years and not repaired, which makes Sun Yan frown and have some doubts!

"It's normal, it's normal, the Moqian Sect is not as good as before, for the welfare of ordinary disciples, it is not easy to come here to choose a magic weapon, if you want to see a higher level, you can only work hard to become an inner disciple...... The Tibetan Arsenal on the mountainside is more luxurious than here, I don't know how many times! At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly reached Sun Yan's ears, and then, an old man in green walked out of the attic slowly.

Looking at this old man, Sun Yan's mind moved, and he already knew the identity of the other party, so he smiled indifferently and said, "Senior......"

But before Sun Yan could express his intentions, the old man waved his hand and stopped Sun Yan from continuing, but he looked clear and said softly: "Come with me!" ”

And after speaking, he didn't pay much attention to Sun Yan, turned around, and walked into the Tibetan Arsenal, and then, Sun Yan was only silent for a while, and then followed!

But entering the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, it once again made Sun Yan puzzled, there is a jewel in it, and it comes into view, the colorful glow of the sun, the eyes come into view, rows of jade greens stand, there is a dazzling light in each grid, treasure bottles, small swords, jade pendants, and orbs abound, it seems that this Tibetan Soldier Pavilion is not just as simple as hiding soldiers.

"Take your pick!" After entering the Tibetan Soldier Pavilion, the old man only said a word, and then sat on a rocking chair in the corner, leisurely and natural, completely no longer paying attention to Sun Yan, after all, ordinary disciples have nothing to pay attention to him.

Sun Yan naturally understood this, and no longer talked to the old man with a tacit understanding, and walked to the inside of the Tibetan Arsenal alone, looking at the countless magic weapons in front of him, after selecting for a while, Sun Yan understood that he was thinking too much, because the magic weapons here just seemed gorgeous......

It can even be said that it is not so much for immortal cultivators as it is for mortals!

And Sun Yan looked at it for a while, and what made him the most unbelievable was that even a rusty and useless iron knife could enter this Tibetan Arsenal, which also showed how much this Moqian Sect didn't care about ordinary disciples......

But despite this, Sun Yan still sighed, suppressed the urge to roll his eyes in his heart, and continued to select, because he understood an eternal truth, that is, it is better than nothing.

At this moment, the old man who was resting on the side was sleepy, and after taking a look at Sun Yan, he got up from the rocking chair and slowly walked to the wooden bed in the other corner, looking like he should be sleeping.

"You choose slowly, I'll sleep first!"

This was the last thing the old man said, and he immediately lay down on the bed, and after a while, he snored and fell into a deep sleep, as if he was not worried at all, Sun Yan was going to do that stealing, or he didn't think that this pile of waste was worth letting Sun Yan steal!

Sun Yan looked at this scene and was very helpless......

"A sect is actually loose to this point, I'm afraid that even the family rules outside the king are stricter than this, right?!" Sun Yan shook his head, but unfortunately, he couldn't go back.

But just when Sun Yan's gaze was about to shift from the old man's body, his mind moved, as if he had discovered something that caught his attention, and suddenly his attention was all focused on the old man's ...... Under the bed......

That's a black item!

When Sun Yan bent down with doubts, and after observing carefully, he seemed to find that it was a black eyebrow stick lying quietly in the corner under the bed!

It just so happened that this one-tenth of the Qi Mei stick was exposed, and Sun Yan had just discovered the one-tenth of the exposure!

"A stick?!" This made Sun Yan's heart move, and he immediately paid attention, and at the same time, in his heart, there was suddenly an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if it was ...... I love this stick weapon myself!

Of course, Sun Yan didn't choose this eyebrow stick directly because of his feelings, but used some time, after some comparison of magic weapons, and after thoroughly knowing the uselessness of other magic weapons, he slowly put it in his storage bag!

In his opinion, at least, with the hardness and durability of this eyebrow stick, it won't be like that rusty iron knife, right?

And after Sun Yan took away the Qi Mei stick and left, the old man lying on the bed was sleeping, smiling slightly, and I don't know if he was asleep or not......

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