Chapter 137: The Prototype of the Magic Weapon

"The predecessors are high-spirited and bright, wise and righteous."

Lu Changan's face was soothing and complimented.

It's not that he bites at the spoils of war.

In order to kill Gao Cheng, he paid a lot of price, and it was impossible to completely ignore it.

At least sell badly, and try to get a little compensation.

Monks of any class will act according to their faces.

If you are afraid of the fake Dan real person and don't say a word, the other party thinks that the soft persimmon is easy to pinch. Maybe a sentence is taken, swallowed up directly, or a little compensation is symbolically given.

In front of everyone's eyes, the fake Dan real person also has to be faced.

Sell miserably and fight for it, and don't say a word, many times the difference is a lot.

Hongsong Zhenren did not immediately open the storage bag, and Zhengse asked:

"Is there anything else left besides this thief?"

"There are also three people who have fallen into Qi Mountain, and two of them were killed by Xiao Danfeng's Ye Yaoshi with poison. According to Ye Daoyou's speculation, there may be a key person who was seriously injured......"

Lu Changan answered truthfully, assisted Lihuo Palace to capture the remnants, and solved the trouble for himself.

He took the initiative to point out the direction in which Gao Cheng fled first, suspecting that the injured person was in that direction.

When Gao Cheng escaped, he found that he had been bitten by Lu Changan and had changed direction halfway.

"Well, you guys did a good job."

Hongsong Zhenren bowed his head, turned his head to look at the elite monks who had left the Fire Palace behind him, and transmitted the voice to explain the clues and let them act.

Whoosh!

Those monks in the middle and late stages of foundation building flew through the air.

Only Hongsong Zhenren and Lu Changan remained.

……

Only then did Hongsong Zhenren check the storage bag and break the ban.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was much kinder.

"Lu Xiaoyou, the spoils are divided into fifty and fifty, what do you think?"

"Juniors have no opinion."

Lu Changan was stunned for a moment, a little unexpected.

Although he contributed the most in this battle, he was seriously wounded and repelled the thief leader.

But the head of the thief was finally killed by a fake Dan real person, and the status of the two sides was not equal.

can get half of the spoils, and the other party is considered to have a good character.

"However, Poor Dao wants to explain: A considerable number of items in these storage bags were looted from the same door of Poor Dao and belong to stolen goods."

Hong Song's real person changed his words and explained.

"Poor Dao wants to bring this part of the items back to the Lihuo Palace and give them to his descendants, or they will be disposed of by the sect."

"We have to eliminate this part of our fifty-fifty divide."

Hearing this, Lu Changan was speechless to refute.

Just now, I thought that I had met a fake Dan real person with a very conscience and a noble character.

Which of the loot are stolen goods, items belonging to the members of the Lihuo Palace, and it is not up to Hongsong Zhenren to decide?

It can be expected: Hongsong Zhenren will indeed bring back some of the victims' belongings from the same door, give an explanation to the above, and win a good reputation.

Lu Changan assisted in killing the thief leader, and the credit was great, and the real person of Hongsong shared "half of the spoils" in the face.

In terms of the identity of the fake Dan real person, it is already very interesting.

When outsiders learn about it, they will praise justice and nobility.

After a few moments, the Red Pine real person gathered the normally distributable loot into a storage bag.

"You and I will take half of each of the spoils. Lu Xiaoyou can pick one first. ”

Hongsong Zhenren opened the storage bag and said happily.

"Thank you seniors for your kindness."

Lu Changan nodded and looked at the loot in the storage bag.

It is roughly estimated that the value of all the items in the bag is stronger than that of the ordinary later stage of foundation building.

Lu Changan ignored spirit stones, magic weapons, pills and other things.

Eventually, his gaze fell on a cracked black gold scimitar.

Even if the black gold scimitar is intact, it looks rustic, like a rough sketch of a work of art that has not yet been finely carved.

"The prototype of the magic weapon."

Lu Changan's heart moved.

"Senior, can I choose this thing?"

He pointed to the broken rudimentary artifact.

"If you don't cultivate to the late stage of foundation building, the prototype of the magic weapon will not have much effect on you now. Once you have chosen this item, you won't be able to take much of the other items in the storage bag. ”

Hongsong Zhenren was slightly surprised and asked in confirmation.

The fake Dan real person can already control the magic weapon of the low grade.

However, a damaged magic weapon prototype is not very attractive to the fake Dan real person from the Fire Palace.

Hongsong Zhenren did not say some details: the prototype of this magic weapon was greatly damaged, and it would cost to repair it. And its spiritual loss is not small, even if it is a real person, it will take a lot of effort to cultivate.

With this kung fu, it is better to recreate a prototype of a magic weapon, or buy a magic weapon.

It was because of this chicken ribs that he put it in the distributable loot.

Unexpectedly, Lu Changan took the initiative to mine the pit.

"There is no shortage of top-grade magic weapons in the younger generation, even if this thing will not be used in the future, I am in Jinyun Valley, and I have two friends in the late stage of foundation building, and there will always be a day when it will be useful."

Lu Changan did not change his mind.

"Okay."

Hongsong Zhenren didn't say anything more, and handed over the broken magic weapon prototype to Lu Changan.

The remaining loot in the storage bag, Lu Changan received very little.

The overall harvest is acceptable to Lu Changan.

He had no shortage of spirit stones and top-grade magic weapons on hand, and he had very little demand for ordinary pills.

Only high-end or scarce resources attract him greatly.

In addition, the mysterious ultra-thin mask that Lu Changan obtained before has a not simple origin, and its value may exceed the prototype of a magic weapon or an ordinary magic weapon.

Just being able to deceive the divine consciousness is not trivial.

Not counting the effect of the mysterious mask disguised and concealed cultivation.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the air was heard, and a foundation-building monk who had left the Fire Palace turned back.

"Uncle Hongsong, in a cave ten miles away, I found the remnants of the robbery and repair gang. She was a seriously injured mid-foundation cultivator who had already broken herself off after we arrived. ”

"Good job."

Hongsong Zhenren smiled and glanced at Lu Changan:

"The clues provided by Lu Xiaoyou have a role, do you want to go over and take a look?"

"Okay."

Lu Changan followed the fake Danzhen and the Zhuji monk from the Fire Palace and flew to a cave ten miles away.

In the dim cave scene, a beautiful female corpse is lying on an animal skin blanket.

Lu Changan found that this female cultivator looked a bit similar to Zhuang Wenjing who had been killed before, and was older.

"Uncle Hongsong, the mastermind and core figure of this case, are all right."

An elegant man in a green shirt reported.

"This group of robbery and repair gangs will plan to commit crimes once every ten years, and the real name of the mastermind is unknown. He used to use the pseudonym 'Kong Mao' in Fang City in the territory of Liuyun Sect, and was good at disguise and disguise, blending into the interior of the target force. ”

Judging from the relics and notes of the female corpse, she is the mastermind's Taoist companion. There is also a daughter, who is nominally the apprentice of the main culprit, but in fact, the mother and daughter serve the same husband. ”

"Now this crime is to build a foundation for women's plots. His female apprentice has outstanding qualifications, and even wants to plot a fake Dan ......"

After hearing this, Lu Changan couldn't help but be stunned.

The thief with the pseudonym Gao Cheng or Kong Mao really tried his best for the sake of the two women.

Of course, the mother and daughter are also the core of the gang and the main murderers.

He had sensed that this person still had twenty or thirty years left to live, and he had no chance to tie up the Dan Avenue.

……

Half an hour later, Lu Changan led several monks from the Fire Palace to Wuqi Mountain to make the final finishing touches on the case.

The real person of the red pine, who left halfway, did not participate in such details.

"What do you call this cultivator?"

On the way, Lu Changan took the initiative to meet the man in green shirt who reasoned about the case.

This person has an elegant temperament and a kind of bookish atmosphere.

"Under the 'Song Wen Book', I can't afford to repair the word."

The man in the green shirt smiled.

"Lu Daoyou's inspirational name has been heard of and admired very much."

Song Wenshu was relatively young, and he cultivated in the middle of the foundation.

The monks who were present in the later stage of the foundation of the Fire Palace were very polite to this person, and they looked at it with their horses.

Lu Changan speculated that this person should have a little background in the Lihuo Palace, and when they met for the first time, they didn't ask much.

Day.

Lu Changan entertained Song Wenshu and other monks from the Fire Palace in Wuqi Mountain, assisted them in cleaning up the aftermath, and closed the case completely.

Ye Fei's injuries have not healed, and he is being questioned and investigated.

When Lu Changan recounted his answer, he didn't hide anything in the general direction, but only slightly exaggerated the injuries of the robbery.

Knowing the whole story of the incident, Song Wenshu glanced at Lu Changan and Ye Feigao.

It is true that the robbery that the two of them dealt with, after the battle of Fox Valley, was injured, was not in peak state, and was suspected of picking up leaks.

But for casual cultivation, to be able to do this, luck, strength, and mind are indispensable.

Half a day later, the monks from the Fire Palace left.

During this period, the trophies of the two gray-clothed Zhuji monks captured by Ye Fei were recovered by the disciples of the Lihuo Palace.

Lu Changan had a "fair trade" with the fake Dan real person and did not enjoy this treatment.

……

In the evening, Lu Changan opened Zhuang Wenjing's storage bag, and his worth and materials were similar to those in the later stage of foundation building.

There's nothing special about it, except for some sexy feminine clothing that's a bit conspicuous.

Lu Changan recalled the gains and losses of the Great War.

The head of the thief was killed by a fake Dan real person, and a lot of loot was divided, which was unpleasant.

But because of this, the existence of the fake Dan real person obscured his sense of existence.

Through this incident, I got to know a fake Dan real person and Song Wenshu with a good background.

In this battle, he exposed part of his strength, which exceeded the ordinary mid-stage of foundation building.

Mainly second-order puppets, which are a manifestation of financial strength.

At present, he is ostensibly a first-order high-grade puppeteer, and controlling second-order puppets can exert more strength than ordinary monks, which is in line with common sense.

"Showing a certain deterrent effect appropriately can reduce a lot of trouble."

Lu Changan was mentally prepared for this.

In the later stage of the foundation building, the thief attacked and killed, and if he wanted to protect himself, he had to come up with something.

Ye Fei took advantage of the geographical advantage to poison two foundation building monks, including one in the middle stage of foundation building. This is even more fearful for outsiders.

Poison is a thing, if you don't take precautions, it's naturally easy for people to be wary of.

It can be expected that Wu Qishan has a master of using drugs, and Lu Chang'an, who has good financial strength, is in charge, and has a certain deterrent effect on the outside world.

This kind of external shock can improve the public security environment of Wuqi Mountain, which is conducive to harmony and wealth.

……

In the secret room, Lu Changan retracted his mind and took out the two biggest gains of the trip.

Prototypes of magic weapons and mysterious masks.

The prototype of the magic weapon is half a large level higher than the best magic weapon, and the use conditions are lower than that of the magic weapon.

The foundation building with strong mana can be controlled in the later stage, but the consumption is quite large, and it can't be used for a while.

Unless it is the heritage of Tuoba Gold back then.

Otherwise, the prototype of the magic weapon can only be used as a hole card, and cannot be used as routinely as the best magic weapon.

"It's a pity it's not wood."

Lu Changan touched the cracked black gold scimitar.

The prototype of the magic weapon, which is considered the embryo of the magic weapon, is not as strong as the real magic weapon, and it is easy to be damaged in fierce battles.

This broken magic weapon prototype is the most direct to find a refiner to repair.

You can also add magic weapon materials little by little, temper them with foundation building spiritual fire, and repair them for a long time.

Among them, the lost spirituality, Lu Changan is ready to slowly cultivate, which is what Changqing Gong is good at.

"In the later stage of foundation building, this treasure should be able to exert good power."

Put away the magic weapon prototype.

Lu Changan took out the mysterious mask again.

Prior preliminary investigation, this strange object was not simple.

His consciousness melted into it again, as if he had entered a void.

As the strength of the divine consciousness increased, a trace of ancient and strange aura was transmitted.

The consciousness goes deeper.

Some vague pieces of information and pictures poured into Lu Changan's consciousness.

Surprise crossed his brow.

I couldn't help but take out the mysterious mask and stick it on my face.

(End of chapter)