"What? Become a martial arts cultivator!"

Hearing Chu Bei's words, Zhuo Bufan was directly startled, and after being excited, a touch of loss rose on his face: "Who doesn't want to become a martial artist!

The essential difference between a martial artist and an ordinary person is that the former activates the spirit acupoint, while the latter spirit acupoint cannot be activated. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only by opening and activating the spiritual acupuncture points can the body absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, so as to cultivate spiritual power.

The children of all the big families in Xiyuan Town will be sent to the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall when they are eight years old, and if the spiritual acupoints in the body can be opened and activated, they can stay in the Martial Arts Hall and then embark on the path of martial arts.

If the spirit acupoint can't be activated and activated, you can only be an ordinary person for the rest of your life.

When he was eight years old, he was sent to the Xiyuan Martial Arts Hall by his father, but he failed to open and activate the spirit acupoint.

"As long as you want, I can make you a martial artist!"

With a smile on the corner of Chu Bei's mouth, he patted Zhuo Bufan's shoulder blade: "Can this gift eliminate the trace of grievance in your heart?"

"Yes, of course!"

Zhuo Bufan's face was stunned, and after reacting, he nodded again and again, baring his teeth widely.

"Brother pawnshop, can you really do it? If you even have this means, then you really deserve to be a god!"

Zhuo Bufan rubbed his palms, looked at Chu Bei with a flattering expression, and tested the other party.

"Contemptible people never make promises easily, and once they promise someone else's things, they will definitely do it. As for helping you become a martial artist, you just have to wait for my summons. Chu Bei put his hands behind his back, with a touch of confidence on his face.

Zhuo Bufan nodded with a smile, he didn't have the slightest doubt about Chu Bei's words, after all, the other party had so many strange treasures!

After suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhuo Bufan paced towards the No. 1 lottery machine.

However, just as he walked to the No. 1 lottery machine, Yu Guang couldn't help but catch a glimpse of a new pattern in the No. 2 lottery machine.

It's the same stone, but it's cyan and crescent-shaped.

"Brother pawnshop, what is this stone...."

"The second grade casting and forging material - Qingyue stone. ”

Zhuo Bufan's face was confused, he leaned out and pointed to a pattern in the No. 2 lottery machine, and before the words in his mouth were finished, Chu Bei guessed the topic that the other party wanted to ask, and almost at the same time, a fluttering word sounded.

"Second-grade casting and forging materials?"

Zhuo Bufan muttered, and after reacting, his lips trembled, and his face was shocked: "Brother pawnshop, star gray iron is a first-grade casting and forging material, and if you gather four pieces, you can cast and forge a first-grade spirit soldier." This Qingyue stone is a second-grade casting and forging material, does it mean that it can be forged and forged into a second-grade spirit soldier!"

When the words fell, Zhuo Bufan seemed to think of something, and immediately turned his head to look at the shelf on the left hand side.

Sure enough, there was a blue moon stone on the third layer.

Compared to Star Gray Iron, the size of this blue moon stone was smaller, and in his opinion, it would take about six pieces to forge a complete sword.

"Maybe, you can draw a few of them. ”

Chu Bei smiled indifferently, he was also very curious about how stones were forged into swords.

"If you can really forge a second-grade spirit soldier, tsk...."

Before the words in Zhuo Bufan's mouth were finished, he couldn't wait to take out Tongda.

"Are you informing Shi Hao's kid?" Chu Bei sat down on the chair with a hint of shrewdness in his eyes.

"It's still the pawnshop brother who is very smart. While Zhuo Bufan nodded, he did not forget to slap the horse.

It's been a long time.

"Brother pawnshop, as soon as the rat heard that there were second-grade casting and forging materials in your old shop, he was already going crazy with excitement!"

After that, Zhuo Bufan put away Tongda, took out two spirit coins from his arms, and quickly walked to the No. 2 lottery machine: "From tomorrow, that mouse guy will live in my house." The reason for this must be for this Qingyue Stone. ”

【Lottery Begins】

As soon as the two spirit coins in Zhuo Bufan's hand were put into the opening, a slightly mechanical sound sounded.

At the same time, the red rays began to move between the five grids.

One, two, three...

"Blue Moon Stone!

The speed at which the red mangs swam slowed down, and Zhuo Bufan propped himself up on the lottery machine with an expectant expression, and kept screaming.

He doesn't have much ambition, he doesn't expect to be able to drive a train, as long as he can get the Qingyue Stone he wants, he will be satisfied.

However, things don't work out as expected.

Red Mang ended up on the lucky grid and didn't react at all.

"Sure enough. ”

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and sighed, and then quickly relieved: "That's it, let's keep the mouse guy to smoke it himself!"

"Why is that kid so obsessed with a good weapon?" Chu Bei looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked the confusion in his heart.

Zhuo Bufan scratched his head and said, "It seems that a conference on weapons will be held in the city in a few days, and their family is a well-known producer of weapons, so their family will definitely attend such a conference." In order to perform, of course, the mouse needs a good weapon to kill the prestige of his two brothers and the others present. ”

"I see. Chu Bei nodded thoughtfully.

"Brother pawnshop, then I'll leave first. ”

After Zhuo Bufan hugged his fists, he turned to leave, and when he walked to the door, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and added: "Don't forget to promise me something! I want to be a man who cultivates martial arts!"

"Your mind is on how to avoid that little girl's beating first!"

After Chu Bei sighed, his eyes closed slightly, and he took a nap.

Unitary time.

Pingzhou City, south of the city, Zifeng Mountain, Zifeng Gate.

Mountainside.

In a majestic hall, a graceful figure lies on its side in the center.

In front of her was a thin veil, and in front of the veil were dozens of blue-gray quaint steps.

From the material of these steps, it can be seen that this hall has been washed over the years and has existed for a long time.

Behind the graceful figure, there stood two old men respectfully, the two old men were pale, obviously hiding a dark disease in their bodies.

At the bottom of the steps, standing at the front was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a brocade robe.

His ten fingers were as delicate and white as a woman, and the nails of each finger were several inches long, and the ends of the nails were unusually sharp, like a short sword with a handle out of the scabbard, with a sharp edge, and a layer of cold light faintly flowing on the surface of the nails.

The middle-aged man's name is Yuen Long, and he is the master of the Zifeng Gate, a spirit general!

On both sides of Yuen Long's back, there were three figures, led by a tall and thin old man with crane hair and a childish face, with his back straight and his palms on his knees, respectfully looking at the graceful figure on the first place.

Led on the right is a middle-aged woman, dressed in a delicate pale blue robe, which reflects the undulations of her perfect body.