In addition to teaching the outer disciples, Yanwutang is also responsible for the research progress of some magic weapons, and the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon is the most proud magic weapon of Yanwutang.

However, the spiritual materials it needs are rare and difficult to manufacture, although the power of the immortal light emitted is close to the Jindan stage, and the high cost makes it look very weak.

With the existence of storage bags, the transportation of the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon is not a problem, but the target is too obvious, and there is no eye-catching performance in several battles between good and evil.

The Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon did not have a good record, so it was placed as an ornament in the practice room, but as long as the spirit stones were sufficient, its power should not be underestimated.

Wei Yan didn't dodge or dodge, he was hard connected to the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon, no fool would do this, except for Wei Yan.

It's you!

"Bang", the scorching flames erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, and the dazzling light illuminated the eyes of the people.

The immortal light directly sprayed Wei Yan's protective qi, like magma pouring into the sea, and the smoke steamed up the entire practice room.

The smoke cleared, and Wei Yan was nailed to the wall, intact!

Pulling himself out of the wall, he smiled bitterly, "Although the scorching fairy light can't hurt me, the impact is still very strong!" ”

Sure enough, as Wei Yan expected, the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon could not break through Wei Yan's body protection qi and consume one-third of his mana, but considering that his mana was stronger than that of the same level, if he encountered a real person in the Jindan period, he still had to run.

After the test, Wei Yan brought the magic talisman and practiced his body by the way, and suddenly the entire practice room was his ghostly figure.

"Smack!" He hit the wall.

When his physical body was sore, he stopped practicing, "The strength of the physical body is still too poor, such a strenuous exercise will tear the muscles, and it seems that there is still a need to practice a physical cultivation technique." ”

Putting away the magic talisman, Wei Yan opened the door of the practice room, and a voice came from outside the door: "It's finally out!" ”

A disciple of the Yanwu Hall couldn't help but say that when he entered the alchemy room, he had to put away the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon.

His clothes were a little shabby, but they were very clean, and his face was vicissitudes, and although he didn't look big, he looked very old.

Wei Yan frowned, and stopped: "Senior brother, what are you doing?" ”

The foundation building period disciple said impatiently: "It's none of your business! ”

Wei Yan Zhengse said: "Why is it none of my business?" The Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon is a treasure of the Yanwutang, if it is lost during my rental period, my responsibility will be great! ”

"You can't take this cannon!"

The disciple was furious and said, "I can take it if I want, who dares to stop me?" ”

"Senior brother, is this unreasonable?" Wei Yan warned, and the atmosphere became tense.

"I rented it first!" The foundation building period with an old face did not back down at all.

The quarrel between the two soon attracted the disciples of the Yanwu Hall, Chai Jin frowned and asked, "What happened?" ”

Wei Yan arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Chai, long time no see!" ”

Chai Jin fixed his eyes and saw that it was Wei Yan, his face suddenly became a little strange, he had always felt guilty when he accepted bribes to help Duanmu Han suppress Wei Yan's self-confidence.

Fortunately, Duanmu Han disappeared, and Wei Yan became a monk in the foundation building period, and the matter was over.

Anyone with some common sense did not believe that Tianjiao would die at the hands of the disciples of the Eighth Layer Outer Sect of Qi Cultivation during the foundation building period of the dignified family, and they would rather believe that Duanmu Han had betrayed his master.

Chai Jin sneered: "Senior Brother Wei hasn't seen you for a long time, where is you?" ”

Wei Yan said with a smile: "Senior Brother Hong Fu is now an intern disciple of the Torture Hall. ”

"Hehe, that's good." Chai Jin was so embarrassed that he picked out his toes, and he was about to pick out the three-bedroom and one living room.

Wei Yan Zhengse said: "This senior brother doesn't know why, he wants to take away the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon in the practice room. ”

After Chai Jin heard this, he suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Senior brother is not my disciple of the Martial Arts Hall, I don't know that the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon can be borrowed."

This brother should have been booked a few days ago. ”

Wei Yan was curious: "Is this so?" How many spirit stones do you need to rent a day? ”

"Five hundred spirit stones!"

Uh, it's pretty cheap, for Wei Yan.

The disciple of the foundation building period snorted coldly, put away the Cloud Realm Immortal Light Cannon, turned around and left.

This thing is very useful against demon beasts, and Yanwutang often rents it out to increase income.

Chai Jin whispered: "This person is very strange, he rarely communicates with people, please don't be surprised!" ”

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Wei Yan asked curiously, "That senior brother's honorable name?" ”

"Iron Peak."

Wei Yan remembered the disciple with an old face and said goodbye.

He didn't take the original incident to heart at all, and if a little vicious language could suppress him, it would be too much to underestimate him.

Chai Jin wanted to speak and stopped, and finally turned into a sigh.

When Wei Yan came to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he wanted to choose an ordinary body refining technique.

"Star picking hand, tempering the arm with the power of starlight, but with my star eye, that's it."

He picked up the jade slip and exchanged the six hundred sect contributions for the rubbings of the star pickers.

The elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion smiled: "You kid hasn't been here for a long time, and I'm a little lonely.

If you know the rules, you must not teach them to others. ”

When Wei Yan had nothing to do, he liked to come to the Scripture Pavilion to read the travelogues of the disciples who traveled down the mountain, and he was very familiar with this elder.

Wei Yan nodded, these are all clichés, "Disciple knows, seniors take care." ”

When I returned to the Dragon's Tooth Valley, I just wanted to practice Star Picking, but I didn't think that someone from the torture hall would come to inquire.

"Senior brother, the case of Tian Ziheng's murder of his father in Luoxia Town was handled by you with full authority, right?"

Wei Yan nodded and asked, "I'm acting in full accordance with the rules of the torture hall, there should be no problem, right?" ”

"The junior brother has done a good job and is very sophisticated, and I am ashamed of myself."

Wei Yan frowned and said, "What's wrong with that?" ”

"Tian Ziheng has escaped from prison!"

It turned out that three days ago, someone forcibly broke into the county government of Luoxia Town and rescued Tian Ziheng, although Shen Ming and others fought in formation, they could not stop it, and then broke through the layers of blockade of the torture hall and fled.

"So come and ask if you know anything else."

Wei Yan shook his head and said, "All the information is recorded on the scroll. ”

"By the way, there are some fragments of the formation here, which may have some effect." He handed over the pitch-black stones.

He hadn't had time to study the runes on the pitch-black stone blocks yet.

The disciple of the torture hall arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your cooperation!" ”

Wei Yan waved his hand and said, "It should be." ”

After the disciple of the torture hall left, he frowned, could it be that Tian Ziheng had any special physique or other value that was taken by the evil boss?

Wei Yan was puzzled, feeling that it was a very ordinary case, but the development of the incident was beyond expectations.

Putting aside those messy thoughts, he concentrated on cultivating the Star Picker.

Three days later, Xiao Cheng, the star picker, perhaps because of the eye of the star fighter, his cultivation of the star picker was very smooth, and there was a sense of smoothness.

When you perform the exercises, the flesh and blood of your left hand will become crystal clear, and you can see the bones and blood vessels.

The left hand can easily crush granite, and the physical strength has increased.

Wei Yan looked at his left hand in amazement, and after finishing the exercise, his left hand would look normal again.

……

Fengjian platform, the spiritual veins gather here, the spiritual energy is abundant, and the magic weapon of the town sect of the Qinglian Sword Sect is enshrined here, it is the place where Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, towering into the clouds, standing majestically.

It is also the cave of the real people of the Jindan period, Wei Yan's sword light landed at the foot of Fengjiantai Mountain, looked up at the clouds, and sighed: "It is really a creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut the dawn." ”

"Good poetry! It turned out that Master Wei's nephew still had some research on poetry and songs. The elder walked out of a gazebo and praised.

Wei Yan was embarrassed, waved his hand again and again, and said: "It's just plagiarizing the wisdom of predecessors, it's not worth mentioning."

How long has Uncle Shi been waiting here? ”

Cheng Qiaosong smiled: "Good things are grinding, not worth mentioning." ”

Wei Yan asked curiously, "What kind of elixir does Uncle Shi want me to refine?" ”