Yin Wushuang had no doubts, and after Zhu Qingshan chased after him, he took Yin Tianji and the others in the direction of the main hall.

Along the way, more and more monks walked out of the door and headed for the main hall, and everyone's faces were very solemn.

Rong Yun changed his previous worries, became vigorous, and discussed a new magic weapon with Jimo Jin.

"Hehe, I allow this little gangster to step into cultivation one day and get the magic weapon!"

In the past three years, Rong Yun often felt that he was living in a dream, and he was extremely glad that he had met Yin Wushuang.

At the same time, the treasure vault in the middle hall of the Zhuxian Hall was also opened by Yin Wuchen as the hall master.

"Senior, the magic weapons outside have been taken away, and the ones that are a little inferior are inside, please come with Wuchen."

Even if he became the hall master of the Zhuxian Palace, Yin Wuchen's attitude towards Zhu Qingshan was still very respectful.

He knew that he and his sister were able to do what they are doing now thanks to Zhu Qingshan's take-in, and he was very grateful in his heart.

The two of them walked deeper, and after a short time, they picked out the magic weapon and walked out of the treasure house.

It was completely dark, and the moon covered the land.

Zhu Qingshan walked in front, because of the limited time and hurried steps, he said earnestly: "Wuchen, you and the apprentice were both grown up under my watch, brainwashing and breaking love is not what you want, after this incident, I will think of ways to restore your memory." ”

The memory cannot be recovered, and there is always a gap between Yin Wushuang and Yin Wuchen's sisters and brothers.

"Thank you, senior." The corners of Yin Wuchen's lips rose: "Actually, Wuchen doesn't care if his memory can be recovered, because even if he has no memory, my sister will treat me as before, and I will be the same as before...... No, it's better to treat my sister than before. ”

Those fetters engraved in the blood and bones will not disappear because of the loss of memory.

Saying this, Yin Wuchen caught a glimpse of the black stone tablet on the left and right in front of the treasure house.

On the first day of entering the Zhuxian Palace, Yin Wuchen was led here by the white-robed slave and listened to the introduction of the white-robed slave.

Not long ago, he also introduced these two black stone tablets to his sister.

This is a stone tablet that records the name of the treasure in the treasure vault, only the master of the Zhuxian Hall can see clearly, and the rest of the people, even if they are spirit children, can only see a thick fog.

All the new treasures will be written on it with a red pen by the hall master of the Zhuxian Palace, and the treasures taken out of the treasure house will be darkened in color, which means that they are no longer in the treasure house.

Now, Yin Wuchen is already the hall master of the Zhuxian Palace, and he can see the words on it clearly, instead of only seeing the dense fog like before.

This hurried glance attracted Yin Wuchen's attention, and the colors of many magic weapon names had darkened, such as "Mountains and Rivers Society Ji Tu", such as "Dinghai Shenzhu".

He suddenly felt interesting, and his eyes swept over, and he also saw the names of many strange magic weapons.

Some of these magic weapons were still red, but some were already dark, and suddenly, the smile on the corner of Yin Wuchen's lips retracted, and his footsteps stopped.

He stopped in front of the stone tablet, stretched out his hand, and touched the name of a magic weapon that had darkened, trembling slightly.

Sensing that the person behind him stopped, Zhu Qingshan turned around, and doubts appeared in his eyes: "Why don't you leave?" It's already dark. ”

Yin Wuchen raised his head, his amber pupils dilated, and his lips trembled: "What the hell are you...... Who is ......?"

Bang!

Suddenly thunder and lightning began to thunder and lightning in the sky, and the wind howled.

The flash of thunder and lightning illuminated the corridor in front of the treasure vault, as well as the pitch-black stone monument.

Where Yin Wuchen's fingers touched, the pen was sharp, and the name of a magic weapon was written:

Phoenix Sword.

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