Although Du Lengqiu was very disgusted, this three-star World Destroying Wheel was all made of gold refining, and it weighed three catties. Still clanging on the table.

At this time, the boss came with a slender posture and walked with vigorous steps.

She lifted her sideburns and said with a smile: "Sir is really polite." Just a few bottles of wine, it can be regarded as listening to the old gentleman's story. ”

The proprietress is very tall, Du Lengqiu is 1.73 meters tall, and she is wearing an emerald Luo skirt, which is really looking forward to life. And her speech and demeanor are even more mature, and she will not take a few bottles of wine to force Du Lengqiu's favor.

This is the sand city, the gathering place of cultivators.

The proprietress has also practiced for a few years, and now although she is brewing and selling, her strength is also at the peak of her innate strength. If it is placed on the rivers and lakes, it can be regarded as a first-class master. A person's soul is like a substance, and only by cultivating the secret realm of supernatural powers, so that the three gods of heaven, earth and man are one, can this strengthen the soul and make it like an entity.

And what kind of outrageous guy is the one who can extract the soul of a master of the secret realm of supernatural powers and confine it?

Du Lengqiu also saw her cultivation, so she naturally became interested.

He knocked on the table and said, "What is it worth?"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were drinking in Ruyi Fang turned their heads and stared at Du Lengqiu, with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes. For ordinary cultivators, magic weapons are never enough. Even in the richest temple of gods in the entire cultivation world, it costs a lot to refine a magic weapon.

Mu Kun, with red gold as the raw material, supplemented by wind-ground copper, dragon scales, and Taiyin water, refined for thirty-three years before he became a sword fetus, and then practiced for eighty-eight years with ten thousand sacrifices, and the flying sword was completed.

This is still the temple of the gods, the leader of the cultivation world, and it has been replaced by other small sects or scattered cultivators. I don't know how many years it will take to find red gold, wind-milled copper, and water of Taiyin. And the sacrificial refining into a magic weapon makes people feel bald.

How did Du Lengqiu's magic weapon come about?

Bought it!

Bought it!

Still bought!

Well, by the way, there are still robbers! This is the boring life of local tyrants.

Cultivating so far, Du Lengqiu has not used the refining technique to practice a magic weapon, uh, or rather, Du Lengqiu still can't refine a weapon. When he said that simple magic weapon, he was simply stabbing everyone in the heart.

It's so hateful!

However, Du Lengqiu is a typical big heart, especially after a few years of experience, the eyes of passers-by are not worth mentioning. He then knocked on the table and said, "The proprietress won't let go of the seat, it just so happens that Leng has a few things to ask." ”

The proprietress shook her head lightly and said, "Forgive me, seniors, as the boss of Ruyifang, I want to set an example for employees, but it is not easy to sit down." ”

Du Lengqiu was stunned for a moment, then saw her helpless gaze and immediately understood. If the proprietress sits down, won't she become a companion, which is a self-destructive image for Ruyifang.

He immediately apologized and said, "It's me Meng Lang." ”

"It's the boss's cultivation is good, why is he in a predicament in Shacheng and making a living from winemaking?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the beautiful female boss, but also the rest of the people looked at Du Lengqiu with extremely surprised eyes. He immediately understood that he had asked a question that everyone knew.

But he remained silent at all, quietly waiting for the boss to answer. Without waiting for the boss to speak, the old man sitting opposite Du Lengqiu sighed leisurely and said, "I'll answer this question." ”

"Once, I asked a lot of people this question. ”

"Nowhere is this clearer. ”

"A long, long time ago, in addition to ordinary people and cultivators, there were also imperial courts and rivers and lakes in this world. However, since the rise of the Temple of the Gods, they have banned the imperial court and trapped the rivers and lakes. ”

"It is this sand city that is trapping the rivers and lakes. ”

"All the warriors moved to live in Shacheng. Whoever is left behind will be killed. However, in a few years, there was no warrior in the whole world. ”

Du Lengqiu was silent. Such a means is a big deal. Although I don't know the purpose of the Temple of the Gods, I can guess it.

Jianghu has always been the intermediary between ordinary people and cultivators. Without the people of the rivers and lakes, without the innate masters, cultivation will become a legend, and even legends do not exist.

And without the imperial court, there would be no disseminators of knowledge.

With such a two-pronged approach, all sentient beings, no longer know how convenient it is for cultivators to fool, and it will be more convenient to use incense refining tools.

This is the purpose of the Temple of the Gods.

Du Lengqiu stood up, and he arched his hand and said: "Asking you a seat is better than reading a book for ten years." The Temple of the Gods is really domineering. As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the three-star wheel of destruction on the table.

The fingertip sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and at one point, the three-star World Destroying Wheel shattered into thousands of fragments of golden sand, and all the fragments of golden gold were imprisoned on the table.

With a flick of his long sleeves, he put away most of the golden sand, leaving only a few dollars in weight.

Seeing Du Lengqiu's actions, the boss instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Involuntarily showed a grateful expression towards Du Lengqiu. The three-star World Destruction Wheel was like a waste product to Du Lengqiu, but for other cultivators, it was enough to become an heirloom. In this world, there are too many people who take risks.

Especially in Shacheng, all the people in the rivers and lakes are trapped. Even if the cultivator doesn't make a move, the people in the rivers and lakes are enough to make the boss in a dilemma.

He gave the boss a treasure weapon, which was to let Xiao Er hold gold to make a scene.

Du Lengqiu said again, "It's me Meng Lang." Immediately, the fairy light on his body burst out and flew into the sky. Leaving the sand city, he flew aimlessly, and not far away, he saw someone following from behind the sand city.

He couldn't laugh or cry. Just because of a story, a treasure, these guys are going to intercept good people and seize treasures? It's too realistic, it's too bad.

He landed on a high mountain, which was sparsely populated, and he didn't have to worry about hurting the innocent when he fought. And having a bear, wolf, tiger and leopard to help dispose of the carcass was perfect.

As soon as he fell, three people couldn't wait to fall, and the finished font surrounded him.

Du Lengqiu saw that he was actually a master of the three flying fairyland realms. There is a person in the front, and the dark blue fairy light is as deep as the sea, rippling slightly. The pale yellow fairy light on the left is as heavy as a mountain, while the one on the right is pale cyan, light as the wind.

He was very surprised and said: "The three are also masters, and they actually want to rob for a living?"

The man with the blue fairy light suddenly showed a hint of anger, and said: "You thief is so uninteresting, obviously you stole the magic weapon that the three of us have worked so hard to cultivate, and now you actually beat a rake, it really damn it!"

This person is lying on the cicada eyebrows, with a Chinese face, and a righteous and awe-inspiring face. If someone who doesn't know passes by, I'm afraid I will be amazed by his sense of justice.

When Du Lengqiu thought of this, it happened that a person in the sky swept by the sword, and he seemed to hear this person's roar, even though he was hurrying away, he still shouted: "That's right, for this kind of thief, you must not spare him." ”