After transferring the magic weapon to his storage bag, Jin Wuben handed the storage bag to Jin Wuxin, and hurried back to his yard without chatting a few words, and took out the magic weapons forged by Jin Shiyan one by one and practiced them on the spot.

It's also interesting, since the martial arts arena in the front yard has been upgraded with a makeover, Jin Wuben has only practiced once when he first met, and now he can practice well.

Jin Wuben tried the wind chasing boots first, the speed can be accelerated by several percent, and after using the three flying swallow steps, nine figures appeared on the field, each of which was very agile, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the real from the fake with the naked eye.

Then I tried Qianjun Mountain, and the upgraded Qianjun Mountain looked smaller than the original, like a fist-sized stubborn stone, but after injecting spiritual power, Jin Wuben found a difference, heavy, I don't know what materials Jin Shiyan added, and after urging it, it almost made Jin Wuben unable to hold it, and smashed it with a lot of power, with a loud bang, a small half of Qianjun Mountain fell into the ground, put it away and looked, a large piece of the obsidian ground was smashed and shattered, forming a big pit, if a person was beaten, he would be broken on the spot.

Jin Wuben nodded with satisfaction, and took out the most convenient broken jade sword, which was not suitable for him according to the grade, but he missed the old and used it very easily, so it took a lot of contribution points to upgrade the broken jade to the current best magic weapon.

The big wave swordsmanship was used one after another, and Jin Wuben felt that the moves were smooth and unhindered, and seemed to have made his already great swordsmanship power to a higher level. After gathering momentum, he stabbed at the sword test stone in the middle of the courtyard.

After a sound of gold and iron, Jin Wuben stepped forward to take a look, and there was a small pit the size of a soybean in the sword test stone, no more than two points deep, Jin Wuben compared the dozen small needle holes next to him, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly remembered something and made a fuss.

Jin Wuben was fully armed at this time, wearing golden tiger armor, wearing wind-chasing boots, holding a broken jade sword, the blessing of the golden tiger armor felt that he was unprecedentedly powerful, and after accumulating momentum, he split a sword light to the sword test stone, and then turned into nine, rushed to the front of the sword test stone and nine into one, so that the big wave sword trick hit the sword test stone directly with a magic weapon.

After the dust and smoke dissipated, Jin Wuben ignored the wrist pain and first carefully checked the tip of the broken jade sword, usually trying to fight, most of the monks fight with swords and swords, and the direct attack of the magic weapon can easily cause irreversible damage, and in addition to physical cultivation, it is difficult to have much advantage in close combat.

The broken jade sword is worthy of the best magic weapon, the tip of the sword is okay at all, Jin Wuben put away the golden tiger armor, stepped forward to look at the traces, a shallow mark of a foot long, only one point deep, but there is a needle eye two points deep, this is the trace left by Jin Wuben with the shadowless needle of the divine consciousness envoy, the strength of the shadowless needle lies in breaking the law and concealment, hidden in the sword light in the fight, and then breaking the body protection method, it is the killer feature that Jin Wuben came up with.

In addition, there is a small pit nearly three points deep, that is, with the blessing of the Golden Tiger Armor, borrowing the sharpness of the broken jade sword and the speed of the body, Jin Wu could have made the strongest blow in the exercises, judging by the classics, this blow can barely be regarded as the threshold level of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, so many superb magic weapons, this is the power of krypton.

In the next twenty days, Jin Wuben did not practice all the time, but kept figuring out the formation in the interval between getting familiar with the magic weapon, fortunately he lived in a remote place, if someone walked by at night, he could often see the light that emanated from the courtyard from time to time, and occasionally there were bursts of explosions.

In a blink of an eye, it came to the day agreed with Sun Qilong, when Jin Wuben walked out of the courtyard, waved his hand and opened the formation, only to see that the three high-grade formations in the courtyard were wrapped in seven medium-grade formations, and when the aura slowly dissipated, Jin Wuben walked to the clan hall with confidence. Unbeknownst to him, there was a man in the air above him who was silently watching.

"How do I feel like this stinky boy is guarding me?" A dirty old man muttered to himself silently.

After handing over fifty arrays to the clan affairs hall, Jin Wuben swept towards the mountain gate. With the growth of cultivation and the deepening of the level of formation, and with the assistance of better array swords, now Jin Wuben's burning of the first-order mid-grade array disk is already fast and good, not only the success rate is more than fifty percent, but even the speed is one-third faster than before. These days, two hundred first-order mid-grade array disks have been burned, and one hundred and six have been successful, in addition to the fifty that were handed over to the clan affairs hall, Jin Wuben also asked the clan affairs hall to distribute a total of sixteen array plates to some elders of the same generation, although the clan would have shared them, but it was always his heart.

When he arrived in Wangke Town, the sky was only slightly bright, and it was still early at the appointed time, so Jin Wuben had no intention of calling Sun Qilong, so he wandered around.

Wangke Town was already smoky at this time, and the shops had opened early, Jin Wuben remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast for a long time, so he was interested, walked into the shop where the family was buzzing, ordered a drawer of buns and two pies, and ate the soy milk snoring.

Although it is not a time and space, but the taste in the mouth is not much different, Jin Wuben was gobbling up, and suddenly his keen sense felt that someone was staring at him, he turned his head slightly and found that it was a six or seven-year-old beggar, who was already in May but was wearing a torn cotton jacket that obviously did not fit, standing barefoot on the side of the road staring at the meat bun in his hand and swallowing saliva.

Jin Wuben wanted to throw a bun over and do his best, but he felt that the little beggar gave him an indescribable feeling, he beckoned to the little beggar, the little beggar looked at Jin Wuben in surprise and did not act, Jin Wuben had to wave the bun in his hand, the little beggar couldn't help it anymore, and walked to Jin Wuben's side.

The shopkeeper wanted to drive it away, but found out that it was Jin Wuben who called him, and he didn't dare to offend the person who ate ten fist big buns and two plates of big pies early this meal, even if ordinary people have this appetite, they don't have the money. I don't think I saw it, and then I went about my own business.

Jin Wuben didn't say anything when he saw the little beggar coming, but just handed over the last bun. The little beggar's eyes lit up, holding the bun with both hands and gobbling it up, Jin Wuben asked the boss to send another bowl of soy milk and a drawer of meat buns.

The little beggar looked at Jin Wuben and didn't reach out to take it, as if he was waiting for Jin Wuben to speak. Jin Wuben thought it was funny, and Wen Yan smiled: "You eat my buns, you have to answer my questions, one question and one bun, okay?" ”

The little beggar listened and nodded again and again, "Okay, good, thank you." ”

Jin Wuben smiled: "I'm not a good person, my surname is Jin, you can call me Brother Jin, let me ask you, what is your name, how old are you, and who else is there in the family?" ”

Every time he asked, Jin Wu put a bun on the plate in front of the little beggar.

The little beggar replied: "I don't have a name, everyone calls me Ergou, I'm nine years old this year, my family was flooded three years ago, and then there was a famine, my father and mother are gone, I used to hear from the people in the village that I went out five years ago and disappeared, and I have a younger sister, who also died of illness last year." ”

After speaking, seeing that Jin Wuben didn't mean to speak, he picked up the bun and gnawed it violently, Jin Wuben took the soy milk and asked him not to choke, the bun is.

The dog is nine years old, and the body of six or seven years old has a bigger appetite than an adult, and Jin Wuben was afraid that he would die in the middle. Listening to him, he has not eaten enough since he can remember, and his father and mother say that he is the reincarnation of the king of big stomachs, and one person has to eat five people's meals. Gou Yu stopped when he had a bun left, and asked softly, "Brother Jin, can you give me a name?" I don't want it for nothing, take this bun in exchange. ”