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"Ling Zhi, you wait for me, wait for me. Luo Yu stepped forward a little panting, and she grabbed Ling Zhi's arm.

"Senior sister, I believe I have explained to you very clearly what happened yesterday, and I don't want to burden you with me. "Ling Zhi is serious.

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, her eyes dimmed a little, she touched the dragon pattern giant sword, and said softly: "It's almost time to arrive at the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, I'll ask that old man to come over and change this sword in a while, and then give you a higher-level sword." ”

Ling Zhi shook his head, the old man must have been in the Spirit Weapon Pavilion for many years, each spirit weapon was much more familiar than other young disciples, the dragon pattern giant sword he gave himself might be the only spirit weapon that belonged to him, and it was also the best one among the four stages of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Spirit Weapon.

In this day, it was precisely because he kept carrying this giant sword that the power of the dragon elephant in his body increased a lot.

He believed that the old man must have a reason for doing this, and all he had to do was to keep doing it according to the old man's instructions.

"Ling Zhi, are you listening to me, I'm doing this for your good. Luo Yu was in a hurry, she really couldn't figure out what Ling Zhi was thinking, it was very strange for a person to carry this 108,000-pound giant sword on his back, and it seemed that he would have to carry it like this all the time.

Ling Zhi shook his head, he didn't speak, but raised his foot and stepped down, the direction was also the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, of course, his purpose was completely different from Luo Yu's purpose.

He asked the old man why he gave him this spiritual weapon.

Luo Yu looked at Ling Zhi with complicated eyes, although this yellow-level spiritual weapon was heavy, it was not as strong as the aura of the pink double ring in her hand, and this dragon-patterned giant sword, in addition to the weight, it was still weight.

She didn't understand.

I couldn't figure out what Ling Zhi was thinking in his heart.

The result was already obvious, with this dragon-patterned giant sword on his back, he had no way to dodge even Xie Yan's most ordinary attacks, let alone counterattack.

"Ling Zhi, you stop!" Luo Yu walked in front of Ling Zhi and stopped, "You have to tell me now, did you really decide to choose this spiritual weapon?"

Ling Zhi nodded and said, "Senior Sister Luo Yu, you believe me, I am going to make a decision on this spiritual weapon, and I will not let you down in the battle in a month's time, I will definitely defeat Xie Liutian." ”

Resolute eyes blazing, Luo Yu sighed, and then gave way, since he decided to do this, it must also have his reason, since he can't change him, it can only become support.

Coming to the Spirit Weapon Pavilion, Ling Zhi stopped, he gritted his teeth, straightened his back slightly, and looked at the old man who was sitting in front of the cabinet, holding a pen and drawing word by word to record the records of young disciples.

As if feeling the blazing gaze, the old man slowly raised his head, and suddenly he stood up with a little disbelief on the table, and this stand directly startled several young disciples in front of him.

The old man had not done anything as strange as he did today in decades.

What the hell happened to him?

Several young disciples patted their chests, stood up, followed the old man's gaze, and looked at Ling Zhi, who was looking at them from a distance, and was stunned for a moment, beside him, Na Luo Yu also looked at them.

A few young disciples were excited, this Luo Yu was one of the best beauties in the Tianzi residential area, now that she was looking at them, could it be interesting to them? However, after thinking of Xie Yan and Xie Liutian, a few young disciples who had just wanted to go over to say hello retreated.

The old man put down the pen excitedly, and dodged, but in a second, he had already come to Ling Zhi's side.

Like the speed of the wind in front of him, Ling Zhi looked at the old man with some surprise, he was still in the Spirit Weapon Pavilion before, and he had already come to his side in the next second, this speed could not be described as divine speed.

The old man walked around Ling Zhi's side three times, he looked carefully at this dragon pattern giant sword, and then observed the sweat on Ling Zhi's forehead and other body reflections, this look, but more and more felt that something was wrong.

"No, so soon...," the old man said hoarsely.

Ling Zhi smiled and said, "You are here, I just wanted to ask you a question." ”

The old man put his finger in front of his lips and made a silent gesture, he carefully observed the dragon pattern giant sword, and said a little incredible: "Good girl, it's only been one day, you can walk so smoothly, and you don't feel a little uncomfortable?"

Ling Zhi shook his head, on the contrary, this dragon pattern giant sword gave him the greatest benefit, and even increased the power of the dragon elephant in his body by hundreds of thousands of lines, which made him grateful when he was excited.

The old man frowned, he raised his hand and put it directly on the dragon pattern giant sword and said, "It's one hundred and eight thousand catties, that's right." ”

Ling Zhi smiled lightly, he naturally knew what the old man was doing this for, if he was replaced by another young disciple, he would not be able to hold this giant sword at all, let alone carry him for so long.

And this, Ling Zhi has already done it, he even carried this sword on his back, and walked for an afternoon, even if his forehead was sweating, and the soreness of his legs did not stop his belief in seeking strength.

"Tell me, boy, how the hell did you do it? For thousands of years, there has never been a new disciple who has been able to carry it back and forth for so long as you do. The old man wondered.

Ling Zhi thought about it for a while and said, "It's not surprising, since you pressed this dragon-patterned giant sword on me, I have carried it on my back no matter when I eat or sleep, and over time I will get used to it." ”

"Impossible!" The old man said resolutely: "It's only been a day, how can you be so deserved, even if you worship the sword back then, you don't have this strength, what's your name?"

"Lingzhi. Ling Zhi smiled.

"Ling Zhi?" the old man muttered softly: "Well, I remember you, my name is Mu Lao, you put down this sword now, and then punch me, see." ”

"Ahh

It doesn't matter if you put down the dragon pattern giant sword, but this Mu Lao actually asked him to put it down, and at the same time, he also had to gather strength to punch him!