There are a lot of things in Yuanqing Laodao, and when you count them carefully, there are hundreds of them. When the Yin Corpse took those things out, Lin Qiulu couldn't believe her eyes. Why haven't you seen it for a few days, the Yin Corpse is so obedient to Qin Yifan, and even takes out so many things?

"Pure heart, good thing. Lin Qiulu took the dust that had been cut off by the old road, nodded in admiration, and was heartbroken for the place that was cut off by Qin Yifan. It seems that people can't be exempt from vulgarity, when life and death were threatened, I didn't feel that this thing was cute, and I hated to cut it all into pieces, and now I held it in my own hands, but I felt that the knife was a little regretful.

Good things belong to good things, but Lin Qiulu didn't stay. Although Qin Yifan has made it clear that he will take whatever he wants, this is obviously for people outside the square or the fathers-in-law in the palace, and Lin Qiulu doesn't want to take it in his hand to show off.

"Kunlun black blood jade, Tianshan ice silk, yin fire quenching for seven seven forty-nine days, both are cold ice things, plus yin fire quenching, itself has the effect of calming the mind, and then every day by Yuanqing Lao Dao in his hand I don't know how many years, from time to time with spiritual power to nourish, has already exceeded the original four-grade magic weapon. In particular, the effect of concentrating is even more rare. ”

Qin Yifan casually took the old dust, played with it for a while, and handed it to the Yin Corpse: "Take it and play!" Without the slightest feeling of seeing a strange treasure, he abandoned it: "However, you really don't want it? With it in hand, maybe you can get used to the ferocious aura here earlier." ”

It's not that Qin Yifan doesn't know the goods, firstly, it is very awkward for Qin Yifan to take a whisk, and secondly, the so-called effect of concentrating is simply dispensable to Qin Yifan. Lao Dao can last here for so long, and it is not unrelated to this dust, but in the end, he was still defeated by the old man in the lake and was still injured.

The most important thing is that even if Qin Yifan has any clever magic weapons in his hands now, it is impossible to use them. Now he is still outside the threshold of the Dao Law, and he is not allowed to enter the door, and he is also a tyrannical thing when he holds it.

Lin Qiulu looked at the Yin corpse and took the dust without any expression, but there was no disappointment on her face at all: "With the help of foreign objects is the best choice after all, I feel that the time for refining my flying sword is too short, where can I have time to use this thing." ”

Although Lin Qiulu said it lightly, Qin Yifan became interested: "You said that this thing is a fourth-grade thing, how do you distinguish the grades of the magic weapon you use?"

"Generally speaking, it is differentiated according to the compatibility between the materials used and the owner, and if it is strictly calculated, it should also be distinguished according to the function. Most of the magic weapons are offensive or defensive combat functions, but a small number of magic weapons are purely a magic weapon for enjoyment, and you really can't decide how powerful you can be in battle. Like this one. As he spoke, he reached out and took out a bright bead from a pile of things and brought it to Qin Yifan's eyes.

A bead the size of a baby's fist is round and round, faintly emitting bursts of light, but the sky is too bright to see clearly. Qin Yifan stretched out his hand to take it, and there was a burst of coolness in his hand: "What is this?"

"The so-called dust-sheltering night pearl is surrounded by a square circle, and the dust is not clean. And at night, it will shine brighter than a full moon night, enough to read and write. In addition, this thing also has a benefit, it is cool and comfortable, and there is no trouble with mosquito bites, isn't it a comfortable magic weapon for pampering?" Lin Qiulu didn't find any surprises at all, this thing is really of little use to them as cultivators, it is estimated that Yuanqing Lao Dao also saw that it was worth a lot of money before collecting it!

"Is the fourth grade high or low?How many grades can your flying sword reach?" Qin Yifan still didn't understand how this grade was calculated, after all, there were not many things from cultivators he had come into contact with, it was normal.

"Fourth-grade, for those of us, it should be considered high!" Lin Qiulu said a little self-deprecatingly: "My flying sword is only the middle and upper grade of the third grade, if nothing else, it can be promoted to the fourth grade within two or three years." ”

As far as Qin Yifan is concerned, he still doesn't know whether the fourth grade is high or low, but since Lin Qiulu is so self-deprecating, he won't think it will be very high. But as if he had to break the casserole and ask to the end, he continued to ask: "How high is the highest grade?"

"The highest?" Lin Qiulu looked at Qin Yifan, not understanding why he had to ask this question, but still replied: "I don't know, the highest-grade weapon I've ever heard of is the Ziqing Twin Sword of Shushan, and that should be the thirty-sixth grade." As for whether there is a higher one, I don't know, and my master can't say clearly. ”

"How long will it take for your flying sword to rise to the thirty-sixth rank?" Qin Yifan stood there, asking seemingly casually.

"How is it possible to rise to the thirty-sixth rank?" Lin Qiulu was also taken aback when she heard Qin Yifan's words, and immediately shook her head.

"Impossible? Why?" Qin Yifan looked down at Lin Qiulu and asked again.

"......" Lin Qiulu didn't know how to answer Qin Yifan, but she always felt that her thoughts were not wrong: "Thirty-six products, how is it possible?"

"Don't even want a magic weapon to concentrate on yourself, saying that you have to rely on yourself, and now you don't even dare to think about it in the face of a magic weapon of your own level?" I don't know why, Qin Yifan's words were suddenly a little harsh, and even a little shocked.

Lin Qiulu was shocked, as if she had been empowered, and suddenly brightened: "Yes, I don't even dare to think about it." Although my flying sword is only of the third rank, as long as I work hard, I will be able to rise to the thirty-sixth rank one day. ”

When he looked at Qin Yifan again, Lin Qiulu's eyes no longer had the confusion and lack of confidence just now, but instead they were as cheerful as seeing the clouds. Qin Yifan's words made her understand that she used to be too indulged in the glory of her predecessors, and regarded those legendary things as a chasm that she could never cross, and what should have been just a role model or something beyond her goal has become an obstacle to her own progress, as a cultivator, such a mentality is simply unacceptable.

Qin Yifan acted as if he had never done anything, and casually picked out something that looked like a flying sword from the pile of things, and handed it to Lin Qiulu: "Take a good look, what is this." Then he swept the pile: "There are still a lot of things, and some are busy!"

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