The best magic weapon, how many things that the strong people dream of.

A late-stage cultivator like Chen Sina who has been cultivating for hundreds of years may not be able to possess a magic weapon that has reached the best in his lifetime.

The preciousness of the best magic weapon is 100 times that of the top magic weapon, which can be encountered but not sought.

The power is by no means comparable to the high-grade magic weapon.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the power of the best magic weapon is second only to the ancient treasure.

Some extremely special magic weapons, the power is even above the ancient treasures.

Yun Que guessed that there must be something good in the Dragon Pattern Ding, but he didn't expect to simply get a real magic weapon.

It's a windfall!

Holding the long sword in his hand, he immediately sensed a burst of coolness, and the sword aura was restrained, and it was almost impossible to perceive this as a magic weapon from the outside.

"Good sword!"

Yun Que was overjoyed, playing with the long sword, ready to use it as his own killer weapon.

"Forget the dust, the name is weird enough, try how it goes."

Walking out of the high mountain with the dragon and phoenix army, Yun Que casually found a third-level demon beast and slashed it out with a sword.

I didn't use the sword body, I saw a silver-white sword qi swept out like a storm!

The third-level demon beast was torn apart by the sword qi in an instant, and there were no bones left.

The power of this sword far exceeded Yun Que's expectations.

Not only is the power terrifying, but the spiritual power consumed is even more amazing.

It's just a sword, and a body of spiritual power has been completely drained!

Yun Que was shocked.

You must know that he is not an ordinary mid-stage foundation building.

The spiritual power contained in the sword vein was almost a hundred times that of a monk of the same rank.

It is equivalent to the urging of the best magic weapon once, and it will consume all the spiritual power of hundreds of people in the middle stage of foundation building!

Yun Que used the Tianquan Sword, even if he slashed out more than a dozen swords, there was still a surplus of spiritual power.

The Forgotten Dust Sword is only to be urged once at most.

"The power is strong enough, but unfortunately it can only be used once, it seems that it has to hit the late stage of foundation building as soon as possible......

Yun Que looked at the silver long sword in his hand and thought secretly, his heart floating.

After a long time, Yun Que came back to his senses.

I found myself sitting in a large room, surrounded by no one, with an oil lamp lit on the table and the moon hanging high outside.

Yun Que was in a trance for a moment, feeling as if he had forgotten something.

"Where am I?"

The unfamiliar room made Yun Que strange, and when he looked down, he was holding a silver long sword in his hand.

"Whose sword?"

In astonishment, he sensed the breath of the sword body, and couldn't help but whisper:

"The best magic weapon! Where did it come from?"

Yun Que is now confused.

Not only did he appear in a strange house, but he also held a strange magic weapon in his hand.

"I just walked out of the underworld, how can I have more of a superb magic weapon in my hand! What the hell is going on?"

Yun Que can be sure that the magic weapon in his hand is definitely not the thing of General Long.

His memory is stuck in the moment when he left the underworld.

The power of the dead calamity, unimpeded, is not a dream.

After recalling it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it.

However, Yun Que always felt as if he had forgotten something, and he couldn't remember anything.

"Forgotten Dust Sword...... Whose is it, and how is it in my hands?"

Yun Que really couldn't think of the origin of this sword.

The position that appeared after leaving the underworld was random, and it was not an accident to appear in an unfamiliar house, but the sword in his hand really made Yun Que puzzled.

Spreading his spiritual sense, he noticed a white-haired girl standing at the door, facing the door like a guard, motionless.

"Come in." Cloud lacks a way.

The curtain swayed, and the white-haired girl walked into the room, expressionless.

"Who are you?" Yun Que asked.

"Eleven." The white-haired girl replied.

"Eleven? What does eleven mean, there are eleven of your sisters,

You're the oldest?" Cloud lacks a way.

"Dragon and Phoenix Army, the eleventh commander." The white-haired girl replied.

"There really is a dragon and phoenix army!" Yun Que was surprised, "Do you recognize me?"

"Master Hou." The white-haired girl replied.

"I actually know that I am Master Hou! Tell me what happened during the day today." Cloud lacks a way.

"Ancient battlefield, team up to hunt for treasures." The white-haired girl said in a short tone.

Yun Que frowned, trying to remember these experiences, blank.

"Who formed a team, what happened during the period, carefully explain the experience." Cloud lacks a way.

Whew, whew.

The other party did not answer, but breathed heavily.

Yun Que found that the white-haired girl's aura on the opposite side became more and more chaotic, as if there were signs of mania.

"I can't say enough." Eleven gasped and said restlessly.

"Calm down, aren't you having a hard time talking?" Yun Que guessed, and the other party nodded, quieting down a lot.

"It's easy to do, you can draw it, I'll guess for myself."

Yun Que took out rice paper and a brush and handed it to the girl.

Eleven thought about it with his pen and began to paint.

It's not very pretty, but you can see the general content.

The first, a team of ten people, walks on the edge of the basin.

In the second one, I caught some long-haired monster apes.

In the third one, there is a cave around the end of the mountains, and the group is dragging something like a tug-of-war, and the thing pulled out seems to be an egg.

In the fourth, two people are holding swords and threatening others, and then the two people are crossed with a cross line on their bodies, representing death.

The fifth, with only two people left, draws a sword in the cave.

After drawing five pictures, the white-haired girl was obviously relieved and looked relieved.

After reading it, Yun Que checked the storage ring.

I found that there were some unfamiliar materials inside.

The strangest of them all was a blue-spotted egg and an unknown finger.

In addition, it was also found that there were five more strange demon beasts with white hair in the spirit beast space.

With Yun Que's intelligence, he quickly restored the things on the painting.

Ten people teamed up to go to the ancient battlefield to hunt for treasure, and in the process caught five rare demon beasts, two of the team set up a poison plan to kill people and seize the treasure, but they were killed by themselves, so as to get the egg.

Finally, after the others left, Yun Que and the white-haired girl took out a sword from the cave in the ground, which should be the Forgotten Dust Sword in their hands.

The whole process is not hard to guess.

However, what shocked Yun Que was that he couldn't even remember what had happened.

It's as if the memory of the day has been completely erased!

"Forget the Dust Sword, forget the past...... Could it be that this sword has the disadvantage of devouring memories?"

The more Yun Que thought about it, the more frightened he became.

I lost the memory of the day before I knew it!

"Where did I meet you?" Yun Que asked.

"The Imperial Palace." The white-haired girl said.

"And then."

"Back to camp."

"And after that."

"Look at my body."

"Huh? What do I think?" Yun Que said strangely.

The white-haired girl did not hesitate this time, squirming, skillfully presenting the scene of a day ago.

Yun Que was helpless for a while, and motioned to the other party to quickly get dressed.

The matter between the Dragon and Phoenix Army and the ancient battlefield was almost restored, and Yun Que went out and came to the palace.

I found that this was not the palace of Yan Kingdom, but the palace of Chixia Kingdom.

When the emperor saw Yun Que, he hurriedly called his cousin with a smile.

Yun Que was even more confused.

Why did he become the cousin of the emperor of Chixia again?

Let the emperor tell him what happened yesterday, Yun Que knew that he had made a fuss, and took the Yan Guoshang Fang sword out of the Chixia Palace

Embarrassed.

Then I learned about a key person, Concubine Lan.

After the emperor ordered someone to call Concubine Lan, Yun Que still couldn't remember who the woman in front of him was.

However, he used the old method to ask Concubine Lan to take her to the place where she first met, and then tell the story of meeting herself.

In the small courtyard outside the imperial city, Concubine Lan finished talking about her brother who was a gambler, and then told her about asking Yun Que to help find her daughter to repair the snow.

When Yun Que was surprised that the woman in front of him was Xiu Xue's biological mother, he asked the other party to recreate the picture of meeting him.

Concubine Lan hesitated in embarrassment, and then began to unbutton it.

Yun Que covered his forehead helplessly.

How can I lose the memory of a day, but I look at other people's bodies.

When Concubine Lan untied her belly pocket, Yun Que slapped the table.

"Remembered!"

"Heroes finally remember me?"

"I didn't think of you, but I remembered that your belly pocket was quite familiar, quite chic."