Sun Zikai didn't dare to go out, and after waiting for a day, he didn't wait for anyone to blame himself, but he waited for Jiang Yujin early the next morning.

Jiang Yujin brought the gratitude of the master and the senior brother, and she didn't come here only for this matter, she was suffocated, and there was no chance to take out the "listening experience" in Huxincheng, so she quickly took it out and took a look, and didn't even enter the door, so she stood in the courtyard and turned the page.

Sun Zikai couldn't cry or laugh, so he brought her a chair and a table and made tea. Jiang Yujin sniffed the tea leaves and said angrily: "Why did you soak some grass foam." ”

"I didn't know much about tea, so I bought some cheap ones." As soon as the words fell, Sun Zikai snapped his fingers, and the two returned directly to Yingdaiqing Gate.

"What to do? No, I haven't finished reading this one yet. Jiang Yujin said hurriedly, "Wait a little longer." ”

"I'm here to pick a weapon, you see you have a 'heartless moon', I have to find a good treasure too."

Shen Mingyue's booklet had a treasure pattern on it, and they searched for the bones all the way, and found seven or eight holy works and dozens of ghost works, but they didn't see a single secret weapon. But although these objects are good, none of them take advantage of it, Sun Zikai was confused and touched the handle of his knife with his left hand, he suddenly felt comfortable, and then realized that his slender thin knife was the most suitable weapon for himself.

They followed the guidance of Shen Mingyue's special brand to find a place to refine weapons, and when they bypassed the Hongmeng Holy Palace, Jiang Yujin wondered: "Why are all the bones piled up outside the temple gate, but there is no one left inside?" ”

Sun Zikai replied: "It carries the most precious things of the Qing Sect, and no one wants to defile it, and dying outside the palace gate probably wants to protect this side." ”

Bypassing the Hongmeng Holy Palace, only flying for about half a mile, Sun Zikai stopped, and landed in front of a stepped multi-storey black palace, the two counted in the air, there were about thirty layers, as for stopping here, it was because Sun Zikai sensed that there was a very special energy reaction here.

And they soon discovered the source of energy, in front of a lying skeleton, there were several "metal blocks" scattered, although the five elements of Yingdai were in chaos, these metal blocks could still stabilize the earth element energy in an area, the two approached, not daring to touch it with their hands, after observing it, Jiang Yujin said: "This should be some kind of forging material, I saw similar ones when I was a child, and the tools made of this kind of material that is already full of abilities are much stronger than ordinary weapons." ”

The palace hall door side erected this sign, there are some small characters under the brand, the two walked over, a reading will know, this palace is called "Qiankun Palace", it turned out to be a material warehouse of the Qing Gate, covering the world's endless treasures.

The two of them ran into the palace door excitedly, it turned out that the black stone bricks of the palace all the treasures inside were all cut off, as soon as the two entered, they were immediately shrouded in countless materials, even if they stood in an open place, they could also perceive the sound of the flowing water of the Tianshan Mountains and the four seas, birds and beasts, immortals riding and lying waterfalls, the flow of pearls for ten thousand years can pave the Milky Way, and the sharp wood scales and shadows are like thousands of sails racing....

Sun Zikai pulled Jiang Yujin and ran inside, this place is like the Hongmeng Holy Palace, once they observe, they can't go, they can't waste time, keep running, Jiang Yujin is dazzled, as if they have climbed many floors in the palace, until they break into a quiet place, on the left side is a strange huge ancient tree, the light falls out of nowhere, illuminating the years of this tree.

This is by no means ordinary wood, and they quickly got the answer, each floor of this palace must be divided into multiple palaces, each palace has at least two or three elders management records, not anyone can come here to get materials casually, this huge ancient tree has its own palace, there are three corpses of elders under it, and next to the side is the woodcutter and the woodcutter, and there is a sign in the center of the two places, on which is written "sycamore wood".

Sun Zikai walked under the tree, the tree did not have any leaves, it was bare, but there were not many branches, only seven, but the trunk and branches were very thick, he touched the bark, and actually felt the call of vitality, this tree is alive, and...

Sun Zikai withdrew his hand, then raised his head, and hurriedly took Jiang Yujin back three or four steps, this huge plane tree scattered a large amount of aura, the aura is extremely thick, but full of hostility, Sun Zikai felt the weakness of its vitality, under the long-term chaos of the five elements, it is really not easy for this tree to persist until now.

Sun Zikai jumped in, and the aura of the sycamore wood turned into a demonic aura, Jiang Yujin was shocked and shouted, "Run!" ”

Who expected that the next moment, the breath of the tree not only stripped away the anger, but also became very warm, it turned out that Sun Zikai poured vitality into the trunk, a long drought and a rain, the plane wood sucked frantically, Sun Zikai of course could not force it to suck, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he introduced the wood element gas in the air into the plane tree.

The sycamore wood has been "irrigated" to the greatest extent, and after a stick of incense, it has regained its vitality, and its attitude towards Sun Zikai has also undergone a big reversal.

Sun Zikai turned around and said, "It's okay, that's it." ”

"Huh? What are you going to do? ”

"I'm going to make a wooden knife out of the wood of this tree."

"Do it yourself? There are so many treasures here. ”

Sun Zikai said with a smile: "As long as the materials are good, the utensils depend on who uses them and how to use them." He picked up a piece of sycamore wood on the ground that had been cut into strips, broke it vigorously, and was stunned, and then the green tendons on his face were exposed, and he used all the strength of two thousand and forty-eight times the limit of an adult now, but he did not shake a single crack in the small firewood.

Sun Zikai then burned it with fire, and even struck it with lightning, but it did not leave any traces on the wood.

Jiang Yujin sighed: "It's really a treasure, but how do you use it?" Do you use this firewood as a weapon? ”

"Definitely not." Sun Zikai caught a glimpse of the corpse at the woodcutting place, holding a knife in his hand, and a piece of curved sycamore wood at the blade, he suddenly realized, and immediately ran over to get the knife, and then scratched the firewood.

The indestructible firewood was easily opened, Sun Zikai threw the firewood, picked another piece of firewood of about the same length, then sat on the ground, and sharpened it with peace of mind.

Half an hour later, when the wooden knife was formed, he pulled out another scabbard, but it was too rough and had many edges and corners.

Inserted his long knife into the ground, he held the wooden knife in his hand, closed his eyes, the breath of the sycamore divine wood was calm and deep, and entered Sun Zikai's body along the wrist, he had a thought, the flame appeared, the flame pattern appeared on the sycamore wooden knife, another thought, the water flow surged, the water pattern on the knife appeared, and then the wind pattern, the thunder pattern, the gold pattern, the blood pattern.... Under the baptism of different energies, the Sycamore of the Wood has completed the integration and evolution of self-cultivation, the edges and corners have been smoothed, the blade has become dark and slippery, the handle has become longer, the blade has become thinner, and the tip of the knife has become flattened.

At this moment, the Sycamore Wood Knife is very satisfying to both of them, it feels like inserting a hand into the Elemental Pool, all of your ideas can be perceived and realized by the Sycamore Wood, it is like a partner who has no complaints, and will never refute your wishes, it will come and go as soon as it is called, but it will definitely accomplish what you want to do better.

It's — the perfect weapon.

Sun Zikai immediately happily named it, and the blade of the absolute name - the famous knife - was destroyed.

Put the knife into the sheath, pin it to the waist, put his left hand on the hilt, Sun Zikai has never been more comfortable, this knife in his hand, he is more at ease than ever.

He patted the trunk and said, "I'm leaving, I'll come back to see you." ”

But at this time, the sycamore wood seemed to give him some induction, Sun Zikai was stunned for a moment, according to the sycamore wood's thoughts, he turned his head and saw a skeleton on the ground not far away, which maintained a meditative posture, and there was a bow hanging obliquely on the skeleton's body. He walked over and pulled the bow from the corpse, and the bow was engraved with the name—Jiangshan Luo—and the night moved the sky.

It is one of the thirty or forty holy workers of the Qing Sect, Sun Zikai fell in love with this domineering bow at a glance, the strength of the string is afraid that there are thousands of catties, the texture on the bow is simple, and the breath is extremely domineering.

He bowed to the bones, and then flew out of the Qiankun Palace with Jiang Yujin, all the way to a certain mountain forest in the Qingyi Continent, he hooked the bowstring with two fingers, pulled back, and the whole arm was shaking, no one could open the bow, and the bow became a faint light arrow, he subconsciously twisted his fingers, and the light arrow began to frantically devour the aura in Sun Zikai's body, and Sun Zikai was extremely generous, directly transmitted to his energy, the light arrow became dazzling, but Sun Zikai couldn't hold it, as soon as he let go, the light arrow flew out, The arrow pierced through the air, and after three breaths, a huge roar was heard, and a mountain was blown apart, leaving a trace of breaking the sky.

Sun Zikai was so tired that he was out of breath, and he later read the booklet to realize that no one could deadlift the bow and shoot light arrows, they all pulled arrows made of good materials on the bow and sent them out.