Back at home, Aunt Yueming went to cook, Yueming was surrounded by the patriarch and several elders in the middle, touching here and pulling there, like a child seeing something new, not serious at all.

"Little Yueming,"

The patriarch exclaimed amiably.

Although it was not the first time that Yueming had seen the patriarch like this, she still couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"You have obtained the inheritance of your ancestor, did he give you a weapon? You are about to join the hunter team, and you can't do it without a weapon at hand. ”

"I don't have weapons yet,"

Yue Ming thought that Hao Tianjun told him not to expose the divine weapon before he grew up, even if he had already done his tricks, he would inevitably be recognized.

"What weapon do you want to use?"

The patriarch asked.

"I want to use a spear,"

The Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Stick and the spear are almost the same as the missing spear head, or use the spear first, Yueming thought about it and said.

"Okay, let's go to the treasury and find you the most powerful spear left by our tribe,"

The patriarch said, getting up and pulling Yueming to the armory.

"Eh, what are you doing, what are you doing, Yueming, this kid has just come back, and he hasn't eaten a bite of food yet."

Aunt Yueming stepped out of the kitchen in a few steps and said with some dissatisfaction.

The patriarch smiled awkwardly, as if he felt that he was a little too anxious.

"It's okay, Auntie, we'll come back for dinner when we get our weapons, there are so many people now, I'm afraid we're going to empty our house, hehe,"

Yueming saw the patriarch's embarrassment and hurriedly opened his mouth to relieve the siege.

"Go, go, come back early!"

"Got it!"

After Yueming finished speaking, he pulled the patriarch and walked outside.

The Great Elder and the Patriarch of the Hao Tribe's Armory Key each held half of it, and the two merged the keys, opened the armory, and Yueming followed in.

I saw that the walls inside were full of swords, spears, long whips, short blades, and the most useful straight spears, which were light and agile, especially suitable for throwing when hunting.

Yueming followed the patriarch to the depths of the armory, there were several boxes neatly stacked inside, the boxes were not locked, the patriarch found a dusty box, and gently opened it, and the dust fluttering inside made the patriarch can't help coughing a few times.

"These spears have not been used for a long time, I heard my ancestors say that in the past, everyone in our tribe used spears, but spears are too difficult to practice, and now there are many people who use knives. ”

The patriarch said nostalgically.

"Come, can you see if this spear is suitable?"

The patriarch took out two sticks from the chest, and found a spear head,

"This gun is connected by two sticks through a hidden buckle, and if you don't use it in normal times, or if you think it's conspicuous when you go out, you can disassemble it and put it in the backpack. ”

"The head of this spear was made by the previous master blacksmith, it is sharp and not easy to break, the barrel of the gun is made of fine stainless steel, it weighs one hundred and fifty pounds, although you are only nine years old, but I believe that you have absolutely no problem wielding this gun. ”

"Here, take it and try it,"

The patriarch spliced the spear and handed it to Yueming, who took it with both hands and gently checked it, as if he was holding a piece of grass, he didn't feel the weight, and waved it on the spot, which didn't seem to be very handy.

"This gun is not very comfortable to use, does the patriarch grandfather have any other spears?"

Yueming tightened her spear and stabbed forward a few times.

"This makes me embarrassed, our arsenal, there are not many guns now, the best is here, there are many people who use knives, and many guns are taken back to the furnace to be made into knives. ”

The patriarch rubbed his hands together in embarrassment.

"By the way, I remember not killing a demon cultivator before, didn't his spear still be in it?"

The Great Elder seemed to have suddenly remembered something.

"That demon cultivator's spear has a terrifying bloodthirstiness, I'm afraid that it will affect Yueming's heart when the time comes. ”

The patriarch hesitated to voice his concern.

"Let me see,"

Yueming's eyes lit up and said.

"Well, I'll find the spear and show you, and if you can't stand the evil spirit of the spear itself, you'd better use it first. ”

The patriarch hesitated for a moment.

"Okay, I'll listen to the patriarch grandpa,"

The patriarch took Yueming to the depths of the armory, and Yueming clearly felt that the deeper he went, the colder the air became.

I got goosebumps on my arms.

"That's the power of that spear,"

The patriarch saw Yueming tighten his neck and smiled,

"Do you want to go ahead and get that spear now?"

"Yes,"

Yueming silently ran Haotian Jue to resist this cold power, and raised her head and said to the patriarch.

"Okay, then let's go get that weapon,"

The patriarch's eyes were full of appreciation.

In the deepest part of the armory, in the middle of the empty room, there was a locked iron box, inlaid with a illuminated gem, and around it there were torches burning crackling.

The patriarch fumbled around for a moment, and finally found the key to open the iron box.

"This weapon is a demon cultivator's weapon, and I don't usually dare to let people touch it, even if it's me, I don't want to touch it, in case someone accidentally takes it out and makes trouble.

As if seeing Yueming's doubts, the patriarch said while opening the lock.

"Oooh,"

Yueming nodded.

The patriarch slowly opened the box, and a cold breath came to his face, although Yueming was running Haotian Jue in his body, he could still feel this coldness, and his curiosity made Yueming couldn't help but look inside the box.

"A whip?"

Yueming wondered.

I saw a black whip coiled in the box, and the end of the whip had a spear-like head, and I couldn't tell what material it was made of.

"No, it's not just a whip, the most important thing is that it's a spear!"

The patriarch reached out and took out the whip coiled in the box and said.

"It's a whip when it's not infused with blood essence, and once it's injected with blood essence, it turns into a spear!"

The patriarch took the whip and waved it a few times, and it was like a snake in the dance,

"Look,"

The patriarch glanced at Yueming, injected blood essence into the long whip, and saw that the long whip made a sizzling sound, and the whip body quickly straightened and was extremely hard!

The patriarch lightly stabbed the wall of the armory a few times, and several holes soon appeared in the wall.

"The only bad thing about this spear is that if it doesn't drink blood in use, it will continuously absorb the blood essence of its owner, and if it is against an opponent of equal strength, its body may be collapsed after a long time. ”

"However, this spear can surprise people many times, and it is also easy to carry, if it weren't for this cold aura, it should be a good weapon. ”

"You take it first, if it doesn't work, we're changing. ”

Yueming took the soft long whip from the patriarch's hand, and felt that another cold breath in the long whip drilled straight into his body, silently running Haotian Jue, this cold breath was quickly dissolved by Haotian Jue, and the whole person was a lot more sober, took it in his hand and waved it a few times, and injected blood essence, and the long whip instantly turned into a spear, extremely hard.

Yueming used a spear to practice Hao Tianjun to teach him the Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Stick Technique, and he felt very handy.

"That's it!"

Yue Ming couldn't put it down and said to the patriarch.