"Immortal weapon?" Su Jing smiled, he had absorbed a large number of memories of the Marquis of Freedom, and he was not ignorant of this world. The Qi Refiner equipment of the Eastern Qin Empire is generally divided into four levels. Magic weapons, magic weapons, Taoist weapons, immortal weapons.

Complete immortal artifacts, the entire Eastern Qin Empire, including the imperial family, are less than twenty. Twelve of them, respectively, belong to the twelve Dao Palaces, and they are the treasures of the Dao Palaces to suppress luck.

Dongqin claims to have millions of qi refiners, but even Dao weapons are estimated to be less than a thousand. Most Qi Refiners use magic weapons, which are used as natal objects.

If the strength is low and cannot be urged, the magic weapon is used. If these six divine treasures were immortal weapons, the Eight Desolation Great Array in the Jade Capital City would have sensed it, and the strong man in the palace would inevitably come and seize it, how could he be allowed to talk big here.

Seeing that Su Jing didn't believe it, the six divine spirits continued: "The destruction of the Western Qin Empire, I don't have time to make it clear to you right now, I was hit hard, but the origin is there. Over time, without the need for you to repair it, you can naturally restore the power of the immortal weapon. Now you can think of the Six Dao Divine Treasures as a superb magic weapon, or a damaged Dao weapon. ”

As soon as the machine spirit said this, Su Jing felt that it was more reliable.

You must know that the power of the rules contained in the immortal weapon is extremely strong, and his soul is so weak that he can't bear it at all, and it is impossible to establish any kind of contractual relationship.

Even if it is an immortal weapon and he is a servant, his soul will instantly evaporate in the power of the immortal weapon. The mutilated immortal weapon is different, the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as a chicken, these six divine artifacts can now have the ability of a superb magic weapon, and I don't know how many years the Dao has endured and recovered.

"Well, I have three questions. Su Jing also knew that no matter whether the instrument spirit of the Six Dao Divine Sects was deceiving himself or not, but the ultimate goal, the instrument spirit of the Six Dao Divine Sect needed a master. The machine spirit can't cultivate by himself, he is hiding in the Changping Hou Mansion, he must have used someone in the Hou Mansion to restore his strength. Now that person is estimated to have finished in the heavenly thunder, and he is the next target of the Six Dao Divine Guides.

It can't be said that the machine spirit is cruel, if you are lucky enough, having such an immortal weapon is equivalent to having a shortcut for cultivation. The power of the rules contained in the immortal weapon infiltrates the master at all times, and in the process of cultivation, the speed of the master's comprehension of the Heavenly Dao will be beyond the reach of other qi refiners.

Even if this thing can't be used in battle, it's irreplaceable.

You ask. ”

"First, will I be discovered by the Marquis of Escape, I came here to give up. Second, what use do you have to me. Third, how should I deal with myself during the time you disappear? ”

Among the bronze ancient mirrors, the spirit of the Six Dao Divine Treasures looked at Su Jing, his eyes were demonic, exuding the charm of demonic energy.

"Your world must be very interesting. The strength is weak, but the wisdom is reachable. ”

"Don't talk nonsense. Su Jing said angrily.

"Don't worry, you and I exchange these thoughts, and not a single breath of time has passed. Xiaoyao Hou is coming, we don't have to panic, it's just a little golden pill. ”

Su Jing looked at the bronze ancient mirror, the self-proclaimed Su Ying's instrument spirit, and his face was cold. The more anxious you are, the more nonsense the other party is. For this kind of character, Su Jing knows quite well. He is also half psychologist.

The instrument spirit of the Six Dao Divine Sect could not directly read Su Jing's thoughts, but he also saw Su Jing's intentions, he smiled, did not continue to go around in circles, and said: "Xiaoyao Hou wants to find out that you are the one who has taken the house, unless he is not afraid of the destruction of his son's soul." It will take some drastic means to break my arrangement, but that will kill the soul at the same time. My only use to you for the time being is to counteract the force that is trying to hurt your soul. As for the days when I'm gone......"

Su Jing waited intently, and the spirit of the Six Dao Divine Sect smiled and said, "Be in awe of your father, be distant from your mother, and don't be too kind to the people around you." That's it, learn to be alone as a Qi Refiner, and don't waste your time on other people. Then you will appear normal. In addition, Xiaoyao Hou has found a martial arts teacher for you, you have to try your best to let him accept you as a personal disciple, what about this person...... Very useful. ”

"For what?" asked Su Jing.

"Because he is willing to teach you the true ability, it is possible to repair the damage to your dantian qi sea. After the spirit of the Six Dao Divine Sects finished speaking, the figure was directly blurred in the bronze ancient mirror and dissipated out of thin air.

Su Jing felt that what the other party said was not true, and there must be some trap in it. But this trap doesn't seem to be dangerous. It's just that the bait on the trap is a little bigger, can it repair the damage of his dantian qi sea?

In that case, with the resources of the Xiaoyao Mansion, it won't take ten years to build the foundation by yourself, and it is no longer a dream to achieve Jindan in this life.

Su Jing was pondering the piece, and the six huge bronze ancient mirrors swished, turned into points of light, drilled into Su Jing's soul, and disappeared. At the same time, the hands of the metal dial floating in Su Jing's soul also walked to the position of the red letter, and it was time to wake up.

Su Jing didn't expect that half a month had passed so quickly, and he had been absorbing the memories of Hou Shizi, and it felt like only ten minutes had passed, or even less. If you don't have the ability to remind you, you can be immersed in a certain state and sleep all the time.

"The young master is awake!"

"Bai Ying, be quiet, the master is coming, what kind of body are you yelling, what kind of system!" one woman reprimanded another woman who shouted in surprise.

"Sister Wisteria, I'm not ......"

Su Jing opened his eyes and saw a delicate face and a plump little hand. The nails on his hands were cleanly cut, unpainted, and he was wiping himself with a white towel.

Su Jing's body was scarred. That Heavenly Tribulation God Thunder didn't beat him into ashes, it was all thanks to the talisman that Xiaoyao Hou and his wife gave him to automatically defend. A Qi refiner who has not even achieved the foundation building, under the weakest heavenly thunder, will also be wiped out, and there will be no scum left.

Xiaoyao Hou Mansion didn't know what elixir Lu Dao used, and Su Jing's wounds on his body had been closed now, not too painful, but very itchy. This is a symptom of the regrowth and repair of the muscles.

The maid who wiped Su Jing's body, the towel in her hand was moist, and she obviously used an anti-itching potion, otherwise, now Su Jing is really worse than dead.

"Wisteria ......" Su Jing weakly spat out two words, his eyes slowly swept around. There are many of his eight personal maids, all in the room.

Su Jing is the son of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, and these eight maids have also practiced Qi refining kung fu. Although it is not a secret of the Su family, it is a hundred times better than the so-called secret books of the Xiuzhen family on the rivers and lakes outside.

The one who wiped Su Jing's body was the leader of these maids, Wisteria.

Below are blue rose, blue lotus, green lotus, yellow frost, orange core, red kite, and white cherry. At the door stood four little servants guarding the door, who were with Su Jing when he was a child and was a little servant. The two guards who have been by his side all the year round are now nowhere to be seen, and it is estimated that something happened this time and they were transferred away by Xiaoyaohou.

It's just that he can't control Su Jing, and he almost let Su Jing die, even if these two people are not killed directly, they will be sent to southern Xinjiang to live with the savages in those mountain and forest tribes. That is equivalent to filling the army and distributing it, and if you don't make great achievements, you won't have a chance to come back in this life.

If you want to get enough credit in southern Xinjiang, you have to exchange your life for it.

There is also an older servant woman who is not there, that servant woman is related to Su Jing's two guards, since those two guys are unlucky, this servant woman who serves food and drink must not be able to stay. She is in charge of the small kitchen, in case she is resentful and gives Su Jing some poison or something, Xiaoyaohou will become a joke.

As soon as I woke up, such a change happened around me, but fortunately, Su Jing and these people didn't recognize it. They were unlucky, and Su Jing was not very sad. What if it was the original son?

When Su Jing was thinking about how to deal with this emotion, the sound of the little guy bowing came from outside the door.

"Lord Hou......"

Su Jing couldn't help but look at the door, after all, he was a person from modern society, and he was more cordial than awe-inspiring to his father. But then he retracted his gaze, remembering what Su Ying had warned him about the Six Dao Divine Artifact.

Be fearful of your father, be cold to your mother, and not be too nice to those around you.

Su Jing admitted that what Su Ying said was very crucial, and it was also the best choice for him not to be recognized.

He lowered his eyelids, and the corner of his eye swept to a pair of black boots. Su Jing felt a sweetness in his throat, and his chest was bored, as if he was rushed into his lungs by the boundless bloody breath, and he almost vomited blood.

The boots were dark and dreary, with a faint purple glow, as if they had been condensed from the blood of millions of people.

These boots, I don't know how much blood on the battlefield has been stepped on. In the twelve years that Xiaoyao Hou was in southern Xinjiang, thousands of large and small tribes were destroyed, and the beheaded heads were enough for a demon monk to refine a superb Dao weapon.

"Jing'er, you're awake. That Xiaoyao Hou walked to the side of the bed and bent down, and Su Jing saw his face.

This face is actually a little handsome, looking like he is in his early thirties, with smooth skin, dark eyes, and a pair of long eyebrows as shiny and shiny as feathers. The chin has a short beard, which makes the appearance of Xiaoyaohou look much more mature and stable. Otherwise, the face of this Xiaoyao Hou looks like a noble son of Jinghua, and he is the kind of romantic character who lingers in the Qin Mansion Chu Pavilion.

Su Jing was up and down, pinprick-like and uncomfortable, and a sharp cold current set off a storm of vitality around him. Xiaoyaohou's hand touched Su Jing's forehead, Su Jing's soul trembled, and the whole person stiffened.

Xiaoyaohou does not look like a person at all, but like a god.

Xiaoyao Hou stood in front of him, and Su Jing realized how ridiculous the things said in those novels were. In the face of such a strong person, it is useless for you to have more faith. The body's reaction is the most real.

Not to mention doing it with Xiaoyaohou, Su Jing can't say half a sentence now. Once exposed, it is only death.

Xiaoyao Hou looked at Su Jing, and the expression on his face barely changed. After watching it for a full minute, he sighed and said, "How did I give birth to a son like you." ”

Su Jing felt very cold, cold and sad.

Fortunately, this Xiaoyao Hou is not his father, otherwise, what would it be like to listen to this kind of words in my heart?

Xiaoyao Hou straightened up and said, "Su Jing, I invited Lin Hengshan, the first swordsman of the Northern Border Pass, to guide your martial arts. On the side of the military department, I can delay it for you for two years. When you are eighteen years old, you will enter the Feather Forest, I will not send a Qi Refiner to you, you only have two personal soldiers, when the time comes, you can do it yourself. ”

The expression on Xiaoyaohou's face was a little strange, like disgust, and like relief, after saying this, he turned away, leaving a room of people, kneeling on the ground, not daring to look up.