"Is it easy to get a spiritual weapon?, how come I heard that countless people are hoping to have it, but I haven't heard that a few people can really have it?" Qin Yifan asked casually. These people keep saying that they want to have spiritual weapons, can spiritual weapons be obtained so easily?

"How is it possible?" Lin Qiulu shook his head and said, "How can a spirit weapon be obtained casually." However, finding the right machine spirit is only the first step in it. If you can't even do this, let alone talk about any spiritual weapons that are not spiritual weapons. ”

Qin Yifan nodded, indicating that he understood. Turning his head to look at Lin Qiulu, he suddenly found that when Lin Qiulu was talking about this, he didn't look like a cultivator at all. Since all cultivators are keen on spiritual weapons, why did Lin Qiulu say at this moment as if he didn't care about those so-called spiritual weapons at all.

"Not everyone is so greedy that they care if they have a spiritual weapon. The tacit understanding between Lin Qiulu and Qin Yifan is not ordinary, just look at his eyes to know what he is thinking: "Everyone can see it, sometimes there must be in life, and there is no time in life to ask for it, things like spiritual weapons can be encountered but not sought, not something that can be obtained if you want it." ”

"Since you see it so openly, why are there still people who are so enthusiastic?" Shouldn't cultivators be pure-minded and have few desires? How could there be people who covet these things outside the body, even Qin Yifan couldn't figure it out.

"There's always some people. Lin Qiulu's voice lowered a little, and she didn't know why: "Maybe I'm not qualified to comment on these people at all, whether it's seniority or cultivation, it's not something I can comment on, but there are not a few such people." ”

After this not very pleasant topic, everyone began to go their separate ways. Although what Lin Qiulu said was only a possibility, it could not be guarded against. It's just that a character who can't even do Lin Qiulu can be guarded against? Qin Yifan can be regarded as half a cultivator at most at this moment, and Qin Xiaoling, if her true identity is discovered, may also be a good spirit of a spiritual weapon.

Everyone's mood was a little heavy, but this is not the outside after all, and the name of the fierce place is not for nothing. After the old man in the lake survived the small tribulation, who knows what kind of strength he will have? So far, Qin Yifan has not comprehended the power of it, I believe that he can make such a fierce demon as Yuanqing Lao Dao drink hatred a long time ago, even if he is twice as strong as Yuanqing Lao Dao, he may not be able to please him, not to mention that Qin Yifan is on the side.

The next day was still calm, Qin Yifan was trying to adapt to the coordination of internal organs and meridians, Lin Qiulu was frantically adapting to the fierce qi and began to temper the Qiankun Sword Box, Qin Xiaoling was digging out the new functions of her new body by the lake, everyone was busy with their own cultivation, and no one would affect others. It's just that at dinner time, everyone gathers together. Although Qin Xiaoling doesn't eat fireworks in the world, she will also pretend to enjoy dinner with Qin Yifan.

"Shopkeeper, are you back?" the three who were having dinner heard this familiar voice. Immediately, Zhang Chong's familiar figure entered the inn from the outside, with a look of surprise.

The peaceful life of almost two months was finally broken by Zhang Chong's arrival today.

The ferocious aura disappeared without a trace after Qin Yifan and the others left, making Zhang Chong very suspicious that this ferocious aura was originally emitted from Qin Yifan's own body. Even if it is not so, it has nothing to do with Qin Yifan. Although the ferocious aura had disappeared, and Li Song thought that this place no longer had any value and would no longer appear, Zhang Chong still insisted on coming over to take a look after a while.

On the way, he felt the familiar ferocious aura again, so that Zhang Chong, who originally wanted to use some small magical powers to get here, had to walk dozens of miles cautiously to reach this side. When I came back, I saw Qin Yifan's figure, and the doubt in my heart confirmed even more, this must be related to Qin Yifan.

I came here for those yin and evil qi, the ones that Zhang Chong refined before were very effective, and several rare pills in the sect were also refined by him, not only did his reputation and status in the sect improve slightly, but his own cultivation also rose. The same is true for Li Song, but after the ferocity has disappeared here, he has begun to wander around looking for similar places.

Being old still has the advantage of being old, although Li Song's age is not young, but it is still a little worse than Zhang Chong. Zhang Chong even went to visit Zhou Qing once, and when he learned about the situation at that time, he also had some doubts in his heart, could it be that the shopkeeper and they left because of the old Taoist of Yuanqing? I asked the mountain people here, and said that the owner left by himself, so I couldn't help but have a lot of doubts, but when I saw Qin Yifan at this moment, I no longer had to make such boring guesses.

Listening to the surprise contained in his words, it was not hypocritical at all, he was really happy to see Qin Yifan. Lin Qiulu and Zhang Chong saw it and said hello. However, Qin Xiaoling and Zhang Chong had never seen her, dressed in red, with a delicate face, she didn't look very old but she was full of mighty Buddha power, which made it impossible for people to connect her with the previous black-clothed corpse.

Qin Yifan didn't say anything, just briefly introduced that this was his sister. Zhang Chong is also a regular customer, so he didn't have to bother to greet him, he settled down in the room where he lived last time, greeted him for a while, and after giving Qin Yifan some healing medicine, he resumed his life during that time.

Huang Banxian and Zhou Qing have not appeared, and a few people are still acquaintances, but at this moment, only Zhang Chong is left. Every day's life is like Lin Qiulu's, leaving a few miles away every day, practicing and taking into account absorbing and refining the yin and evil qi.

The sound of horses' hooves on the official road once again broke the peace here, and when you heard the sound of horses' hooves, you knew that it was not an ordinary horse's ass, and those brothers at the post station would never have such good horses.

Soon, a gorgeous knight appeared in everyone's field of vision. The horses sat down and were really steeds, with black hair all over their bodies, but each of the four hooves had a tuft of white hair, and it was rare to step on the snow. Compared with ordinary horses, this black horse is two heads taller, and it is extremely majestic. The black horse's bridle bridles, saddles, stirrups, and stirrups were all jewels, and even the light on the occasional upturned hooves was enough to make people dazzle, and the horseshoe was actually made of gold.

The knight on the horse is even more extraordinary. The sturdy but not sturdy figure, the skilled and experienced riding skills, and the face that is enough to fascinate thousands of Hongchen women, make people think at first glance that Pan An is alive and Song Yu is reborn.

"Shopkeeper, take care of my son, my mount!" At the door of the inn, a skillful and dashing dismount made a group of mountain people fascinated.

The inn was originally built according to the best inn in the county, naturally there were stables, and at the moment there were mountain people who wanted to go over to pull the reins, but they were frightened back a few steps by a high shoe of the black horse. The young man smiled and said, "You don't need to pull, you lead the way, he naturally knows what to do." ”

Seeing the mountain people walking towards the stable with the horses, Gongzi walked into the inn and said, "Call your host to come over, I have orders!"

Qin Yifan was still in the Fist Seal Lake, looking at the magnificence of this noble son, the mountain people did not dare to hide it and tell the truth. Of course, they only knew that Qin Yifan was extremely fond of fishing in the Fist Seal Lake, and they still didn't know anything else.

"Oh, your host still has such Yaxing?" The noble son's eyes lit up, asked the path of Mingming, settled himself, and followed the mountain road that Qin Yifan often walked, and climbed over the top of the mountain.

Seeing the fist seal lake, the noble son's eyes were even more colorful, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. I also saw Qin Yifan fishing by the lake from a distance, looked at it with a smile for a while, and walked down.

"The shopkeeper is so Yaxing!" When he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the noble prince began to greet him, but his voice was extremely low, as if he was afraid of disturbing Qin Yifan's fishing.

Qin Yifan didn't turn his head, his eyes were fixed on the lake, he just stretched out his hand and shook it gently, which was regarded as a greeting. The action seems very impolite, but the noble son doesn't mind. Seeing that there was still a fishing rod temporarily placed by Lin Qiulu not far away, he politely asked Qin Yifan, then picked it up and sat side by side with Qin Yifan on the shore and started fishing.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the noble prince made a few gestures, but Qin Yifan didn't seem to see it, just looked at him fixedly, and then turned his gaze back to the lake. The noble prince didn't mind either, and accompanied Qin Yifan to start fishing with great interest, his eyes were like cold electricity, sweeping the lake from time to time.

There seemed to be an inexplicable wind in the air, Qin Yifan couldn't help frowning, and looked up at the air. The young noble boy still had a smiling face, but his eyes also moved from the surface of the lake to the air, looking at the direction of the wind in the sky.

A streamer in the sky slowly changed from a small bright spot to a clear figure, and soon appeared not far from the two of them. is also a young man who is as good as the noble son here, the wind god is like jade, stepping on a white sword, fluttering like a fairy.

As if playing, the man stepped on the sword, and in a very circular arc in the air, he swept over the lake of fist prints. The sword almost grazed the surface of the lake, as if the young man stood in the water with his feet as if he had just lowered a little more, and his movements were indescribably chic.

It's just that at the moment of passing through the center of the lake, a little red light suddenly appeared in the lake that people couldn't notice. It's just a flash of surprise, and at this noon moment, my eyes almost can't find it. And at this moment, the noble boy on the shore seemed to despise the man's teasing in the lake, and his eyes were looking at the other side, but the young man with the sword didn't pay attention to his feet.

With a plop, accompanied by an exclamation, the handsome young man in the sky seemed to have suddenly fallen into an evil spirit, and in a dashing posture, he burrowed into the water.

(To be continued)