"I see. ”

Han Lin nodded and said thoughtfully. Just now, his heart moved, and the Dao essence blood in the center of his eyebrows was about to move, as if it was about to come out of his body, it should be some magic weapon here that was attracting it.

Therefore, although Han Lin had a teasing heart, he still secretly concentrated, observing the magic weapons around him, searching for what caused the movement of the Dao Essence Blood.

"Senior brother, on weekdays, I will never bring anyone here, no one, if I don't apologize today, even senior brother will not be able to enter this attic. ”

The little fat man blinked his eyes and said very seriously, looking serious.

If it weren't for Han Lin's suspicion at the beginning, maybe he would have been impressed by this little fat man's superb performance, and he might even be grateful.

"Then thank you, junior brother. ”

Han Lin hugged his fists and bowed, and said quietly, his expression was quite serious, and he seemed to be convinced of the little fat man's words.

"You bastard, the master has a plan, the master wants you to take the most useless magic weapon back today, so that you know the fate of offending the master. ”

The corners of the little fat man's mouth moved, and he almost laughed, and he quickly pinched his thigh with his hand, and the sharp pain hit his brain, which also made him react.

Now it's tricking people, how can you drop the chain?

He deliberately brought Han Lin here. On the third floor of the Treasure Pavilion, it is the place where the sect stores useless magic weapons, these magic weapons have been placed here for hundreds of years, and no disciple has chosen one of them to take away, so you can imagine how useless these magic weapons are.

He dared to guarantee that if Han Lin brought any of them back, he would definitely regret even his intestines.

As soon as he thought of this, the smile on the corner of the little fat man's mouth became more and more unable to hide, and he hurriedly said,

"Senior brother, don't talk so much nonsense, I'll take you to see these magic weapons first, and when the time comes, senior brother, which magic weapon you like, take it away." ”

Han Lin nodded slightly.

Then the little fat man brought Han Lin to a clay pot, which was about the size of two fists, made of loess, and had no other patterns and decorations except for a palm print in front of the tank.

Han Lin carefully looked at the loess clay pot for a moment, and he didn't feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations from this object.

Han Lin frowned slightly, pretending to be a trace of anger, and said in a cold voice,

"Senior brother Mo is not tricking me?"

"How can you! How can you be! Senior brother is a dragon and phoenix among people, extremely smart, how dare senior brother deceive senior brother!"

The little fat man wiped the cold sweat on his head and hurriedly waved his hand and said. At this moment, as if he had been greatly wronged, he squeezed out a few tears from the corners of his eyes,

"How can the senior brother doubt the sincerity of the junior brother, the junior brother is wrong, the junior brother is wrong!"

He beat his chest and shouted, as if he had suffered the most unfair treatment in the world, which made Han Lin a little embarrassed, so he had to speak,

"It's my brother's fault, it's just that the magic weapon on the third floor is not introduced. The senior brother really doesn't know what is different about this clay pot, and he can be so respected by the junior brother, and I hope the junior brother will explain one or two. ”

"I see. ”

The little fat man immediately stopped his tears, as if his face changed, and in an instant all the meat was squeezed together, turning into a smiling face, he pointed to the loess clay pot and said,

"This is the real thing of Qingsong, the head of the Lingyue Sect. ”

The little fat man was on his toes, his eyebrows were dancing, and there was a lot of pride in his words, as if he himself was a real person.

"What?"

Han Lin's heart moved, since it was a green pine thing, could it be that he had lost his eyes, this thing was really extraordinary?

"That's not right!"

Han Lin's eyes froze, and he cleared his mind.

"This thing really doesn't have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, even if it's really a green pine thing, it's definitely not a magic weapon, this guy is tricking me. ”

Sure enough, the little fat man smiled and immediately said,

"This is what the head of the Qingsong family did when he was a teenager, although it seems to be just a joke, but it is also blessed with great mana. ”

"See if you see this palm print, senior brother?"

The little fat man looked at the slap print on the loess clay pot and said,

"This is the handprint of the head of Qingsong, the only one in the entire sect, it is very collectible, if the senior brother brings this magic weapon with him, it is like bringing a Shang Fang sword, and he can walk sideways in the entire sect, senior brother, do you want to consider it?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

After finishing speaking, the little fat man coughed dryly, swallowed his saliva, and seemed to be very satisfied with his introduction just now, he looked at Han Lin with anticipation, but found that Han Lin was expressionless at the moment, looking at him intently,

He hurriedly lowered his head, afraid that Han Lin would see the strange feelings on his face, so Han Lin didn't speak for a long time, and there was silence all around......

"Damn, this guy is a little smart, not so easily deceived, the master has to work harder!"

The little fat man gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, he pulled up Han Lin, and walked to another magic weapon, and introduced as he walked,

"Senior brother, it's just an appetizer, what I'm going to introduce later is the real magic weapon, and it will definitely satisfy my senior brother!"

Han Lin didn't speak, he was silent, but his mind was already flying.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with this magic weapon, this was not the main reason, but the Dao essence blood in the center of his eyebrows, after seeing this loess clay pot, there was no change, so Han Lin had to try other magic weapons again.

"This thing is made of starry sky meteorite, and it has been refined by the master of the sect refining weapon for 7749 days with the fire of extreme yin before it was successfully built. This thing has a trace of the power of the stars contained in it, and when it is displayed, it is as if a colorful star has fallen into the heavens and the earth, turning into a star realm, trapping people in it, and it is difficult to find its trace. ”

The little fat man pointed to a small black flag and said lightly. This is not a deliberate rhetoric, but it is true. This small flag is indeed injected with the power of a wisp of stars, and it can be turned into a small realm when waved, but it can trap people invisibly.

It's just that the power of this strand of stars is too thin, and after using it once, this flag will be invalid and become a waste treasure, which is of little use.

Moreover, this thing is at most useful to the monks below the foundation, and after the divine consciousness is opened above the foundation, the illusion generated in this way will have no effect.

In the final analysis, the little fat man didn't lie to Han Lin, this thing is indeed a life-saving magic weapon, but it can only be used once, and it is like cheating people after all.

Han Lin was still silent, and this small flag was not the magic weapon he wanted to find.

"Forget it. ”

Han Lin's heart moved, and he didn't want to tease this little fat man more, he used the spiritual power in his body, hooking up the Dao essence blood in the center of his eyebrows, to find this connection......

After a moment, Han Lin turned to look in another direction, which was even more dusty and empty, except for a two-foot-long wooden sword lying alone on the ground.

"This sword is also a magic weapon?"

Han Lin picked up the wooden sword, gently wiped the dust off the sword, weighed it, and asked the little fat man.

This sword was as light as a hair, but Han Lin held it in his hand as if it was empty, and between the gentle swings, there was another whistling sound, as if it was extremely sharp and able to cut off the air.

"Senior brother is really a good vision, this wooden sword was left by a sect predecessor hundreds of years ago, when this senior comprehended the Dao Yun that every grass and tree can be a sword, and he held this wooden sword to protect my Lingyue Sect for a long time. ”

"Senior brother is holding this sword, he really has the demeanor of a senior!"

The little fat man smiled, and boasted vigorously, throwing out the nice words unexpectedly, as if he wanted to sell this sword to Han Lin.

"Just ......"

Han Lin looked at him hesitantly, and said with a pretended pause, he glanced at the little fat man with deep meaning, and stopped talking.

"Senior brother wants this magic weapon, take it away, I will bleed again, and put a small storage bag on senior brother, which can be regarded as an apology. ”

The little fat man said with a painful face.

"Good!"

Han Lin nodded dryly......