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The two talked for a long time, and Wei Wuji bowed down and said goodbye and left the library.

According to the family's rules, each cultivator who is promoted can receive a weapon from the family's blade storehouse. After Wei Wuji walked out of the library, he walked towards the blade warehouse in Weijiazhuang.

The Blade Depot is located to the west of Weijiazhuang, and a canal winds its way through it to the farmland in the distance.

A row of simple bluestone houses, built along a canal, with the sound of clanging knocks can be heard from inside. These simple houses are all blacksmith shops in Weijiazhuang. The sweaty blacksmiths inside are all the children of the Weijiazhuang family, both ordinary people and cultivators of the Quenching Realm.

People who are committed to martial arts are fully committed to practicing every day.

However, after cultivating all day long, boredom and boredom will arise in the heart, and other mediation will be needed to eliminate boredom in the body and mind.

If it's other pleasures, I'm afraid of wearing out my martial will. Therefore, the common method of dissipation is to temporarily put aside cultivation and cast a blade.

Surrounded by the red furnace iron felt, sweating like rain, swinging the hammer all day long, can not only quench the skin, flesh, muscles and bones, but also eliminate the boredom of cultivation, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. If the blade made is accepted, it can also be handed over to the blade storehouse in exchange for the family's merit points, to create other utensils, and it can also be sold for some silver taels.

Wei Wuji cultivated in the gourd fairyland space, lonely all day long, day after day, there were times when he was bored and bored, "Perhaps, I will also use iron to relieve irritability in the space, ......right?"

Wei Wuji felt sorry in his heart and walked forward.

This time he came to the blade storehouse, he wanted to choose a bow and arrow that suited him.

Now he has a lot of natural strength, and he can swing a weight of three hundred catties with both hands, just like waving wheat stalks. The original bow was only used by ordinary people, and now it is not very suitable.

The man guarding the armory, after verifying his identity, asked Wei Wuji to choose the right blade by himself.

Entering the warehouse, Wei Wuji looked at the rows of swords on the shelves, the cold light was shining, and the guns, halberds, axes, and forks next to him were also neatly arrayed. He just glanced at it, and walked towards the wooden frame where the bow and arrows were placed.

There were not many bows and arrows on the wooden frame, only more than thirty strong bows, which were covered with dust and had not been taken care of for a long time.

All martial arts cultivators don't pay attention to bows and arrows, and the managers of the blade arsenal are also negligent in taking care of strong bows.

When the two faced off, it took time to bend the bow and arrow, and the other party immediately took precautions when he saw it. If the two are of equal strength and are both in the same realm, it will be difficult for the bow and arrow to hurt each other.

It takes time for the arrows to fly, and with the strength of a martial arts cultivator, as long as you are prepared, even for a moment, you can dodge the attack.

In contrast, bows and arrows are more suitable for armies and battles. When Wei Wuji saw the iron cavalry guards in Linjiang City, he was equipped with special bows and arrows.

Wei Wuji picked up the strong bow on the shelf, brushed off the dust on it, and carefully selected.

He looked at all the strong bows, and was not satisfied, "These bows and arrows are not very satisfactory, but there is no extra choice, only choose one of them, which is relatively better." ”

Wei Wuji leaned down, ready to compare again, and choose a slightly better bow and arrow.

Suddenly, he saw a bow on the ground behind the shelf, and the dust on it was several inches thick, almost burying the back of the bow.

"It is estimated that it was not stable, and it fell to the ground, and the manager did not bother to clean it up. My vision was blocked by the shelf, and I almost didn't see it. ”

Wei Wuji looked at the strong bow on the ground, picked it up casually, brushed off the dust and looked at it, "It's all general goods, dozens of bows are roughly the same, just choose one." ”

At this moment, the black stone of Wei Wuji's sea of consciousness suddenly moved,

Groan, the black stone trembled, and made a sound that only Wei Wuji himself could feel, resounding in the depths of his sea of consciousness, like a heavenly hallucination.

"What's going on!?" Wei Wuji's face changed.

Blackstone was touched twice, the first time was when he met the woman in the purple shirt, and Blackstone reacted, and the second time was when he was about to change his bones, and when he was about to fail, Blackstone launched and protected himself.

Both touches were critical moments, but this time Blackstone actually reacted, is it, is it ......!?

Wei Wuji looked at the strong bow in his hand, and suddenly felt that the strong bow actually shook on its own.

The vibration of the strong bow was not obvious, as if the pulse of the wrist was beating, if it wasn't for the strong bow in his hand, his mind had been paying attention, and Wei Wuji wouldn't have been able to detect it.

"This, this bow...... I was shaken too!?"

The vibration in Wei Wuji's heart was like a thunderclap, "This bow is extraordinary! It seems that I have picked up a treasure!"

At this time, the black stone of the sea of consciousness returned to calm, as if nothing had happened. And the strong bow in his hand only vibrated a little, and then there was no movement, and it still looked like an ordinary strong bow.

However, Wei Wuji was surrounded by great joy and stood in place, his heart fluctuating.

"Sister Xuan, look at that person, standing there with a bow and arrow, stupid, it's funny. ”

There were three people walking next to him, two men and one woman, a tall man, who saw Wei Wuji standing there motionless, and said to the woman next to him with a smile.

The woman glanced at Wei Wuji, and also covered her mouth and smiled.

"Cousin Xia Hai, don't you know? This person is famous in Weijiazhuang, no less than our first day Wei Wuji. The short man next to him said.

Xia Hai looked at Wei Wuji in surprise, "Cousin Wei Liang, could it be that he is ......?"

"That's right, he is the legendary waste material of Weijiazhuang, Wei Wuji, who is quite similar to the name of the genius!" Wei Liang, a short man, nodded and said.

"He's Wei Wuji, doesn't he look like a waste material? The people you can come in here to pick up the blades are all cultivators, how can a martial arts cultivator be a waste material?"

The woman's name was Li Jiaxuan, and she looked at Wei Wuji with a surprised expression.

"Sister Xuan, you are busy cultivating every day and don't know anything outside of your body. The name of this man's waste wood refers to his root bones, which were originally not available, but later came again. But it is only one order, and it still does not get rid of the name of waste materials. Xia Hai said.

"The first-order root bone is really very peculiar, inferior to ordinary people. Even if he reluctantly became a cultivator, he didn't have much development in the martial arts. Li Jiaxuan said in surprise.

"His affairs, talking about it overnight, may not be able to finish, find a chance, I'll tell you. Xia Hai smiled.

"Okay, you can tell me about it when you have a chance. Li Jiaxuan showed a smile, which made Xia Hai stunned