The East Bird, who worked in a small freckle on his face at the end of the palace, had just turned twelve at the time of the winter solstice last year. A few months ago, when Emperor Xin had just ascended the throne, because Hou Lin, the leader of the eunuchs in the palace, was involved in the rebellion, he ruthlessly purged the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace ban.

In the harem, he has been a stoic and angry Dongque since he was a child, except for being bullied by those eunuchs who are older and more powerful, plus punches and kicks, and the power of Hou Gonggong can't be beaten together.

Xu is the vicious old ghost has been entrenched in the harem for too many years, and after His Majesty's purge, there are only a few thousand people left in the palace forbidden area that was originally known as 30,000 eunuchs. And Dongque can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, he was bullied since he was a child, and he could only do some of the hardest and most tiring work, but now he has reluctantly changed his position. Of course, it is not as good as those great eunuchs who reach the heavens or can serve the nobles, but life is much better than before. Because of his meticulous and skillful work, Dongque was sent to an attic to do some work to wipe weapons.

This attic is a seven-storey building, the building is majestic and majestic, but it is located in a remote area, in the most corner of the palace complex of Zhuhuang Palace. Dongque always has to walk a long way to get to this attic every time from the Internal Affairs Office, the attic is full of cold weapons, even if he wipes it diligently every day, it takes nearly half a month to wipe it for a week, but I heard the old eunuch on duty here say that this attic has been unattended for a long time.

In the words of the old eunuch, it is not necessary to imply that Dongque is slack, but although the little eunuch has the courage to be bullied very little, he is very rational in doing things, and one is one, and two is two, since he Dongque eats food in the palace and sleeps in the bed in the palace, he has to do good things for the nobles in the palace. But it was true that the attic was deserted, and for several months, there was not even a shadow of a person, and he was only accompanied by the weapons in the building every day.

Dongque has also seen the bronze swords carried by the palace guards, these weapons are not ordinary compared to those bronze swords, who knows what kind of big man their former master is, and even if some weapons have been silent for a long time, there are wisps of blood precipitation in the lines, Dongque thought to himself, they thought that they had been soaked in blood water for many years, otherwise they couldn't wipe it off.

Looking at the weapons, it is as if you have seen their owners once dominate the wind and behead the enemy, so even if there is no one to accompany them, Dongque is never lonely.

There are only two words vaguely engraved on a tortoise shell at the door of the attic, and he can't even write his name, and the orphans from the countryside and mountain villages naturally don't know what it means. It's just that the weapons in this attic that I am responsible for, except for a spear and a halberd on the top of the pavilion, and a long sword, the old eunuch who was in charge of guarding the treasury personally told not to move, and their cold blades never become gray, the rest of the weapons will accumulate dust after a long time, and the little eunuch who is also uncared for is a little sympathetic to them, and they are very serious every time they wipe.

On this day, Dongque was wiping the handle of an axe on the second floor, when he heard two people talking outside the door. A person's voice is strong and his tone is very indifferent, and a person's voice is young and clear, but there is a kind of majesty and domineering, which makes people listen to it.

"The location of this Divine Weapon Pavilion is what I know from reading an old book on my father's desk, saying that there are many secret treasures of my human race hidden in it, which have been collected since ancient times, and even after the change of dynasties, the rules have not been changed. Every Terran emperor can bring a talented man with cultivation talent to select divine soldiers to kill demons and protect the peace of the Terran. ”

"It's just that the path of cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and there are only a few people who can come here to take divine soldiers. However, the safety of this attic never needs to be considered, people who have not been to the Earth Immortal Realm cannot enter the palace, and those who have arrived in the Earth Immortal Realm, as long as you are a human race, you can naturally come in and choose a magic weapon, not a human race, except for a powerful person like you, Master, you can't enter the Chaoge City. ”

"My father mentioned this to me a few years ago, but I want to wait for Master to take me out of the customs to choose the best one. ”

"Well, now that you're barely cultivating, it's time to pick up a weapon to take advantage of. ”

"The cultivation of the peak of Mahayana is only barely enough?"

"The teacher has now returned to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and you said that you have not yet become an immortal, is it a little not enough?"

"So...... It doesn't seem to be a problem. ”

The little eunuch didn't understand any profound words such as "Mahayana" and "Heavenly Immortals", and only knew that there were noble people coming, so he hurriedly rushed to the door of the secret vault, opened the door and fell to the ground to worship.

The young man in red looked at the little eunuch who was personally selected to guard the Divine Soldier Pavilion, but he himself didn't know about it, and said coldly: "It's a good thing to kowtow more and kneel more in the palace, but it's also best to see who is coming, if there is a foreign enemy encroaching, you also have to kneel down and rebel against the thieves?"

The little eunuch was cold, and he didn't dare to breathe, let alone say a word.

The gray-clothed man's voice was majestic: "Don't scare this child, let's go in and have a look, you get up first, child." ”

The little eunuch's voice trembled: "Yes......"

The young man in red remembered something: "Your name is Dongque?"

The boy, who had a finch in his name and a little freckles on his face, got up and knelt down.

"Yes. ”

"Lead the way. ”

The little eunuch finally mustered up his courage, glanced at the heroic young man in red, and whispered, "Enter the pavilion...... His Majesty's warrant is required. ”

Zishou's young face, which already had the majesty of the emperor, finally showed a smile, reached out and took out a sign from the big red sleeve and handed it to him. Dongque took it respectfully with his hands down with his hands down, closed it with the sign hanging on his waist, and found that it was tightly sealed, so he respectfully returned it and led the way in front with his head down.

Zishou knew that these eunuchs were frightened by his purge a few months ago, for fear that if he made a mistake, he would be arrested by the Internal Affairs Office and cut off his head.

Wu Zhiqi glanced at the little eunuch carefully, thoughtful, but didn't say anything to the apprentice.

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Now that the son of the king of Shang has just stepped into the first floor of the heavy building, the magic weapon on the full floor that was originally honestly staying on the table began to vibrate, and there are several weapons that glow with dazzling brilliance!

The little eunuch was startled, thinking that something had happened. Wu Zhiqi looked like he took it for granted, and the old god was there, not surprised.

Seeing this scene, Zishou was stunned for a moment, then waved his sleeves and said with a long smile:

"Lingbao has a spirit, and it is a lonely minister!"

The magic weapon has the voice of the Lord to resonate, the light is brighter, and the aura is stronger!

Wu Zhiqi didn't look at the self-absorbed apprentice, and took the lead in walking towards the second floor, pouring a basin of cold water on his head: "Don't be complacent, although this layer of weapons can be called some aura, it is 108,000 miles away from the 'psychic realm' of the acquired magic weapon, not to mention the innate magic weapon." If these seven floors are full of such goods, I don't think it will matter, at least there is a Dinghaishen needle iron left by Ji Wenming in the East China Sea to be used. I couldn't control it at the time, but now that the meridians have recovered, I can wait until I return to the Golden Immortal Realm to get it for you. ”

Zishou smiled and said, "Master loves me the most, but I can't wait for you to come to the Golden Immortal Realm, so let's pick one to play with first." ”

Wu Zhiqi kicked him with a smile and said, "Don't say it, although I don't know it, I can also feel that there is a surprise waiting for us upstairs." ”

Zi suffered and patted the dusty footprints on the luxurious red robe, and walked up the stairs half a body behind the master.

Seeing this scene, the little eunuch hurriedly looked down at the ground, silent.

The aura on the second floor was a little stronger, and those magic weapons were like just now, and when they saw their good disciples, they began to show a vision of joy. However, in the eyes of Wu Zhiqi, who has seen many treasures of the desolation, they are just ordinary goods, but this can be regarded as getting better, not disappointing, and it also makes him more curious about his deeper and deeper sense.

Among the third, fourth, and fifth floors, the aura on the first floor was stronger than the first floor, but when the three of them arrived on the sixth floor, Dongque looked at the seemingly ordinary weapons on the sixth floor in shock, which actually exuded a rich and visible aura of various colors, among which the bloody murderous aura rising with a long knife was the most breathtaking. Dongque has never cultivated the Tao, so he naturally can't feel that the magic weapons downstairs before showed a vision that only a master of cultivation can see after seeing Zishou, but he clearly saw that the weapons that had not had time to wipe them became extremely clean in an instant, and they vibrated endlessly.

Dongque was first startled by the evil spirit, and then sighed deeply in his heart: If I can have such skills, I will save a lot of trouble in wiping weapons in the future.

After reaching the sixth floor, even he, a mortal with the naked eye, could see such a strange scene, which showed the vigor of this sword.

After Wu Zhiqi reached this layer, he nodded: "That knife is still so-so, if you want to practice the knife, you can use it to practice your hands." As soon as the long knife heard this, the murderous aura became more and more churning, and it turned into a miserable and miserable blood cloud in the building, and the vision was full of vision.

Zishou stared at the long knife and liked it very much, he nodded again and again, thinking deeply.

Wu Zhiqi squinted at the door at the end of the stairs, the doubts and a trace of disbelief in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he said softly Let's go, and then raised his feet and walked upstairs.

After Zishou entered the door, he saw that his master was suddenly stunned in place, his eyes staring straight at the black spear placed in the middle of the three weapons.

The voice was extremely small, but to his ears, the two words that were tantamount to heavenly thunder spat out from Master's thin lips and exploded in his ears.

"Bahan. ”

A gun, a halberd, and a sword trembled at the same time, a black light, a water blue, a gold and white, three rays of light were entangled, and the aura rushed straight to the bullfight!

The swarthy spear instantly flew to the side of the gray-clothed man, jumping with joy.

Wu Zhiqi held the spear tightly, as if he was holding the entire flood wilderness.

The little eunuch Dongque was stunned when he looked at this scene.

At the same time, after Zishou ascended to the top, with the traction of an invisible qi machine, the divine soldiers of the full pavilion resonated together!

Dashang has been established by ghosts and gods for 500 years, and only Di Xin alone ascended the pavilion to make the magic weapons on the seventh floor roar!