Li Shiyi retracted his domain, Qiao Guang accepted the five-fingered golden needle, and couldn't wait to go upstairs to ponder. Guanyin couldn't see what Qiao Guang and the shopkeeper were doing, only knew that they had been talking for a long time, which was a little strange, and then watched Li Shiyi write something in the notebook, and then register the housing records, Guanyin Ke was relieved, it turned out that he had been grinding his mouth for so long, just to want to stay for two more days.

When Qiao Guang passed by Guanyinke's side, Guanyinke smiled shamefully: "Boy, what's the big deal if you stay for two more days, can you break through the foundation building in two days?"

Qiao Guang glanced at him and said: "It's cool to hide for a while, it's cool to hide all the time, you rough old man who has no interest knows a hammer, according to what you say, put a lump in front of you, you can't wait to eat it while it's still steaming?" Qiao Guang only learned the word rough old man from Xixi a few days ago, and he thought it was very wonderful and refreshing.

Guanyinke's face turned pale and said, "Of course not." ”

Qiao Guang smiled: "Then do you mean to wait for two days, and then go to fry and eat after this lump of Xiang is cold?" Hahahaha Old and not dead is a thief, a garbage thing!"

Guanyin Ke stood up, Yinyue snorted, his eyes widened angrily, and said, "Why do I want to eat Xiang?! Flamboyant, the old man will teach you a lesson in a few days instead of your elders!"

Qiao Guang looked at Guanyin Ke like a neuropath, and said, "How do I know why you want to eat Xiang? You still want to teach me a lesson for my elders, are you worthy? Get out of the ugly thing!"

Qiao Guang swaggered past in front of Guanyinke, very unbeaten, has been provocative, after walking up the stairs, Qiao Guang looked back and smiled, and said: "Ugly thing, I have always had a doubt." ”

Guanyin subconsciously replied: "What doubts?" After thinking about it, didn't he admit that it was an ugly thing?

Qiao Guang was too lazy to grasp such a low-level mistake to scold him, he was too stupid, and said: "The inn only stipulates that you can't see blood and can't die, and it doesn't say that you can't fight, why don't you make a move if I'm so skinny?"

Guanyin was stunned for a moment, as if it was oh, why didn't I hit him?

Qiao Guang laughed heartily and said, "Silly, goodbye, ugly thing." ”

Guanyin Ke shouted: "Where to escape!" picked up the silver Yue and smashed it towards Qiao Guang.

"No fights on the second floor. Li Shiyi raised his head at the right time, slapped Yinyue back with a palm in the air, shocked Guanyin's hands sour, and glared at Li Shiyi viciously, but after weighing it again and again, it was better not to cause trouble.

Li Shiyi reluctantly transmitted to Qiao Guang: "What's the use of you fighting for a moment of fast talking?"

Qiao Guang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to suddenly hear Li Shiyi's voice, which was also forced into a line, and said: "It's useful, I'm very happy when I see that he is not happy, and the marginal utility is great!" (PS: What is the marginal utility, interested readers can check it, an economic term)

After Qiao Guang went upstairs and returned to the room, he took out the five-finger gold needle, opened the lid of the box and placed it in front of him.

Five-finger gold needle, five gold needles, lying quietly, each different, at first glance it looks like a simple five needles, but if you think carefully, you will find that although they are all gold needles, the gold is deep and shallow, red, black, purple and so on.

Qiao Guang pinched one of the golden needles, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, although the needle body was thin, it was engraved with a lot of textures, strange and mysterious, Qiao Guang wondered, how did this happen?

Ling'er sighed and said, "This is not artificially engraved. ”

"Oh, what's going on?" Qiao Guang said curiously.

"Li Shiyi also told you, the gold of the golden needle, in fact, is the gold of the golden pill, each monk's golden pill will have its own texture, which depicts its own Dao marks, the larger the Dao, the more complex and exquisite the texture, such as a natural work of art, like these golden needles, the darker the texture is more complex, like the purple, its owner must be a rare genius in front of him, but it still fell, and the golden pill was also refined into a golden needle. Generally speaking, after the death of the Jindan monk, it will not take long for the Jindan to automatically shatter and disappear into the world, and if you want to take the Jindan, you need a certain secret technique, but no matter what, if the Jindan does not have it, the monk will definitely die, which will not change. ”

Qiao Guang was silent for a long time, sighed, and asked, "You mean, this is an evil weapon?"

Ling'er shook her head and laughed at herself: "How can there be good or evil in the divine soldiers, it's just that the person who refines the weapon has a vicious heart, and the person who uses the weapon has ulterior motives, Jin Dan is innocent, and Jin Needle is also innocent." ”

That's right, but Qiao Guang still feels that he has a pimple in his heart that is difficult to get rid of. The five-fingered golden needle in front of him was refined from the golden pills of five powerful Jindan monks, and those Jindan monks were all existences that could slap Qiao Guang to death with one palm, which was really impermanent.

Ling'er comforted: "Don't have a psychological burden, behind many very powerful divine soldiers, there will be a large number of strong people sacrificed, you can use the five-finger golden needle as a killer weapon, just don't use it easily." ”

Qiao Guang snorted, didn't talk nonsense, and began to refine the five-finger golden needle.

Qiao Guang muttered a mantra in his mouth, and Ling'er was watching cautiously in case something happened.

This mantra is like a mantra, like a transcendent soul, washing away resentment. Qiao Guang followed his words, and the five-fingered golden needles floated in the air, hitting each other, making a thumping sound, crisp as a flute, naughty and mischievous like a child, and they were about to fight if they didn't agree.

Qiao Guang's heart was shocked, the outside world sounded like the sound of silver needles falling to the ground, but in his sea of consciousness, it seemed like thousands of troops, beating drums to kill the enemy, and the requirements for divine consciousness were extremely high!

No wonder Li Shiyi said that generally speaking, you must build a foundation or above to use it! And you still need a very talented foundation building monk to do it!

Qiao Guang incarnated as a small person and was in the sea of knowledge.

On the opposite side is a thousand troops.

It's a man in charge here.

In the middle of the thousands of troops, there are exactly five commanders, and the color of their armor is no different from that of gold needles.

The appearance of the five generals is probably what they looked like when they were alive.

Before I was alive, Jindan was my soul, and after I died, I was Jindan's soul. In the dark, can it be regarded as a kind of reincarnation?

Qiao Guang crossed the knife and chuckled.

The domineering of the sword, the elegance of the Confucian, the Confucian will like the sword, and the sword is the gentleman's sword.

This guy uses a knife, he also wanted to be a swordsman, and when he was a child, he also grabbed a sword and babbled and waved it for a long time, and he couldn't put it down.

Later, the sword broke.

Later, he practiced knives, left-handed knives, and carried knives independently.

Ten thousand horses are galloping in front, Qiao Guang is like a rootless duckweed, swaying in the wind, chic and better than the Merry Sword Fairy.

In the eyes of the outside world, Qiao Guang's beard is all red, and there are layers of hair on the back of his arms and hands, and they are all golden-red hair.

In the sea of knowledge, there is a person, walking and walking into a wolf, his back is stiff and straight, he roars to the sky, he gets on the horse with a knife, he steps on the rivers and lakes under his feet, and he carries Tiangong in his hands, this weapon, like a long knife and a giant axe, is carried by a little wolf with a red body, and the breath is emitted from the palm of his hand, winding around the knife body, gathering into a small point of light, and splitting in the air.

The mottled picture is fragmented.

The five-fingered gold needle beating in front of Qiao Guang cheered and surrendered to the Lord.