Qi Bing faced the two magic weapons in front of him, a little at a loss.

Kunluntan, what's the matter with you? Didn't you say that you could give me the most suitable magic weapon? Why did it take so long to get it, and in the end, I still have to choose one myself?

Bing has a headache, she has a phobia of choice!

The two magic weapons in front of him were a sword and a Dan furnace.

It is indeed very much in line with her current situation of single sword and dual cultivation, but she has never heard that Kunlun Tan can take away two magic weapons.

The sword was a long sword, wrapped in a cyan light cluster, the arc of the sword body was elegant and clear, and the hilt of the sword was carved with jade leaves, like a noble prince with a lot of grace and no offense.

The Dan furnace is twice the size of the sword, it is a three-legged Dan furnace, the pure black surface is inlaid with a circle of dark spirit stones, and its slightly domineering appearance is different, this Dan furnace is flying around in the air, and it is clear that it is necessary to let the ice choose it, like a prodigal boy who is difficult to discipline.

Qi Bing was distressed for a while, and stretched out his right hand towards the long sword.

It's not that the Dan furnace is bad, but she came this time to replace her spirit sword, if she was allowed to choose, she would definitely choose the sword.

As a result, before he touched this beautiful sword, the Dan furnace was like a gamble in front of the long sword, not allowing Qi Bing to choose.

The long sword ignored the Dan furnace, bypassed it and flew into the hands of the Bing, but was blocked by the Dan furnace again, and a sword and a furnace were so magically scrambled.

Qi Bing sat on the ground and couldn't believe it, how could he still grab it?

She feels like the emperor in the palace, and the beautiful concubines fight for her for her, just to get her heart...... Fart.

What can she do now?

"Take both of them away, and there is no rule that you can only take one magic weapon, anyway, they fly out by themselves, you will earn one more, and you will not suffer!" Xia Zhiqiu's statement was very strong, and it sounded very reasonable.

That's right, I don't blame her, even if she can only keep one, just let Master and Uncle decide when the time comes, she can't stop these two magic weapons from fighting.

With such a decision, Qi Bing held the sword in his right hand and the stove in his left hand, like a guest who came out of an antique shop, but fortunately, the two magic weapons finally quieted down.

Out of Kunlun Pond, Qi Bing hurried to find the fog void real person to ask what to do about it, but she couldn't make up her mind.

"Hmm...... I've never heard of it before, and it's the first time I've ever heard of it. Wuxu Zhenren looked at his little nephew and felt that something magical had happened to her.

"It stands to reason that Kunlun Tan will choose a magic weapon that is most suitable for you no matter what, and if you appear in this situation, it means that the two magic weapons are the same as you, no matter how good they are, but if you choose one of them, the other will not be convinced. ”

Having already seen this kind of "unconvinced", Yu Bing hurriedly asked: "What should I do then?"

"Since they recognize you, they won't choose other monks, so you don't have to choose, it's all yours, it just doesn't happen to be a Danjian dual cultivator. "The Fog Void True Man looked at these two magic weapons carefully, and couldn't help but be speechless.

The magic weapons in Kunlun Pond are also divided into high and low, and the higher the grade, the more stringent the requirements for the monks.

The grade of these two magic weapons can be said to be the highest category, even the Fog Void True People know their names, no one has been able to take them away for hundreds of years, so many Kunlun geniuses have failed.

Such two magic weapons are naturally proud and difficult to tame, but now they are willing to assist a master together, and they are still a little girl, and in the past, he didn't dare to believe it.

The foggy real person felt even more that he was so lucky that he came back with a genius!

But no matter how talented they are, they can't be too ostentatious, after all, they still have to hide the fact that Ling Bing is dressed as a man, and it's not good to be noticed by too many people, so even if Ling Bing is famous, he is only famous in Kunlun, and in the cultivation world outside, he just knows that Kunlun has a single spirit root disciple with a wood attribute, and he worships Artemisia Zhenren as a teacher.

"I will talk to the door master and other elders about taking the two magic weapons, let them hide the matter, and if others ask, you will say that the Dan furnace was given by the kid Artemisia Artemisia, and the long sword was taken in Kunlun Pond, you know?"

After returning to his room with the two magic weapons, he confronted them for a while, and then scratched his bundled hair.

"Name......" Qi Bing knew that this kind of magic weapon had to be named by the owner, otherwise he couldn't always say "my sword" and "my Dan furnace" when he mentioned it, right?

But Yu Bing is a name, and she can't think of any nice names for a long time, at this time she was very envious of Xia Zhiqiu's decisiveness, and decided on the spot that his heavy sword would be called the Owl Sword, without the slightest hesitation.

Not only do you have to think about it, but you also have to think about two, your head is big, and she always feels that her name is too tasteful and not worthy of the temperament of these two big guys.

After scratching his ears and thinking for a long time, Qi Bing's eyes suddenly turned to the letter on the table, which was the flying letter to Jiang Muling this month, and it had not yet been written.

As soon as she knocked her head, she couldn't think of it, she could ask Jiang Muling for help, the name he chose must be better than her own. Lu Bing always had a kind of blind trust in Jiang Muling.

Qi Bing sat down, finished writing the letter, added his request in the last paragraph, added two more strokes, and drew a long sword and a Dan furnace on the letterhead, although the painting was very ugly, but Qi Bing was very thick-skinned when facing acquaintances, and he didn't feel any shame in showing his clumsy painting skills to Jiang Muling.

Cast a simple spell, printed the disciple token, and left a mark, which allowed Penglai's people to distinguish their identities and put Feixin in.

As soon as the letter flew out, Qi Bing felt that he had solved this trouble and was a lot easier.

Because he was going to pick a magic weapon today, Artemisia didn't assign alchemy homework to Qi Bing, so Qi Bing practiced in bed for a few hours, and when he saw that the sky was still bright outside, he wanted to practice his sword.

The new sword she got is so good-looking, it's easy to use at a glance, it must be cool to use, I don't know which one is more powerful than Xia Zhiqiu's owl sword.

......

Penglai, the main island, inside the courtyard of the main disciple.

It rained in Penglai today, and the rain in the yard was a little loud, and a few points of rain were blown obliquely into the corridor, but still couldn't enter the house.

There is an incense burner in the house, but the smell is very light, mainly to dry the house, so as not to make some things bad after being damp.

The table is full of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Jiang Muling sits at the table with a straight back and practices calligraphy, after a few years of study, his words have become more powerful and atmospheric, and the pen is strong, breaking away from the pure imitation of famous artists, and has his own style.

But he still persevered in practicing calligraphy every day, and his past experience made him know how difficult everything is now, and he wanted to repeat this sense of reality over and over again, firmly engraved in his bones.

Suddenly hearing something knocking on the window, Jiang Muling was not distracted, and only looked out the window after concentrating on writing this piece of paper, and hurriedly got up and opened the window.

A letter flew in like a bird, protected by a faint green light, not a little wet by the rain, and after rotating twice in the house, it fell leisurely into Jiang Muling's hand.

The only ones who will send him letters are the two friends who stayed together for a few months four years ago, and at first they always sent them together, but later they felt that the two of them wrote too much content together and couldn't squeeze in, so they sent him letters separately, so he had to reply to two letters, but fortunately he enjoyed it.

Look at this spiritual power, it is the letter of the ice. Jiang Muling's fingers paused, and he opened the envelope neatly.

Consistent household routines and small things, but they can be written very interestingly, Jiang Muling is surprised every time, how can so many things happen every day around Qi Bing, this person is still annoying to write it down and complain vigorously.

Seeing the last paragraph, Jiang Muling was also a little distressed, he put down the letter, turned around and clicked on the books on the shelf, took out the basics and began to read them.

At his friend's request, he must do his best, not to mention that it is a magic weapon that will accompany him for the rest of his life.

After reading a few books, he still didn't have a clue, Jiang Muling raised his head and closed his eyes, habitually exploring the empty bag tied around his waist.

It wasn't until a very light empty bottle was held in his hand that he remembered that the epiphany liquid that Qi Bing had given him to take care of his eyes had run out, although he cherished it and was reluctant to use it little by little.

In fact, his eyes have long been adapted to the light, and he can use it for a long time like ordinary people, but he just can't help but rely on it, just like now, when this small bottle is held in his hand, he is at ease.

Rubbing his temples, Jiang Muling felt that he might have to change his mind.

Putting the empty bottle back into the empty bag, the little finger touched the light sword on his waist, rubbing the hilt of the sword carefully, Jiang Muling's heart moved.

Standing in front of the table holding the brush, Jiang Muling hesitated for a while, looked at the long sword and Dan furnace on the ice letterhead, and still wrote down what he thought in his heart.

The name of the furnace is Lingyu, and the name of the sword is ...... Cage cage.

Jiang Muling's fair face was a little red, he didn't have any other ideas, but he didn't know if his friend could accept the name, although Qi Bing might not even know where the name came from.

The color is bright and bright.

Does Yang Bing care that the two swords come from the same sentence? Jiang Muling felt that Qi Bing might still like it very much.

The rain outside seemed to be lighter, and the blue aura flew out of the house, fading away.

......

In less than four days, Qi Bing received a reply from Jiang Muling, and when she had just finished refining a furnace of Dan and extinguished the fire, a letter slapped on her face.

"Oh oh! it's Mu Ling, the name is so good!" Qi Bing accepted the two names without any burden, and didn't think about the origin and meaning at all.

Because the name must be set to complete the blood contract, Qi Bing didn't dare to use these two big guys these days, she just wanted to try this long sword to practice before, but Dan Lu refused, Qi Bing felt that this was no longer spiritual, this is also a personality, right?

Hurry up and finish the blood contract, these two magic weapons can fully listen to their own words, and Qi Bing is about to wonder whether she is the owner or a piece of fragrant bun, and she will be scrambled by the two magic weapons.

In a flash of inspiration, two smaller characters "Zhu Cage" were engraved on the body of the long sword, and two large characters "Lingyu" appeared in the center of the Dan furnace.

With the fingers that had just been pierced, he tentatively raised the Cage Sword.

Great, Ling Yuding didn't respond!

Now you can play with the sword! Yu Bing hummed a song in a very good mood and carried the sword to the school field to practice.

There were also a few senior brothers who were practicing swords, and when they saw that Qi Bing was coming, they all gathered around to say hello.

"Is this the sword that Senior Brother Bing retrieved from Kunlun Pond? A senior brother leaned down and admired, but he couldn't bear to touch the sword.

It's good-looking, but this sword exudes an invisible murderous aura all over its body, as if it will make that person see blood except for the master's touch, isn't Mu Linggen very docile, how can Senior Brother Bing get back such a sinister sword?

"Little junior brother, do you want to accompany your senior brother through two moves?" There are a few sword cultivators who are also in the foundation building period, and they want to compete when they see that they have taken the natal spirit sword.

Most of the sword cultivators are belligerent, and only by indulging in kendo can they achieve the unity of man and sword, so those famous sword cultivators are all sword idiots.

"Okay!"

Although she has just entered the foundation building, the alchemy life of Qi Bing in the past four years has made her spiritual power both strong and patient, so she will not fall behind those senior brothers who have entered the foundation building period early.

It's just a small competition, and both sides don't use all their strength, and the point is up to now, just to learn skills.

Everyone thinks that the little junior brother of Qi Bing is really powerful, his judgment is very strong, his shots are decisive, and his move skills are all there, if it weren't for the lack of experience, the spiritual attack power is not strong, and it will definitely be more difficult to match.

Qi Bing was modest on the surface, but his heart slowly sank.

Others may not be able to see it, but can she not know it herself?

Although she didn't use all her strength, she was also rushing to win others, and there were several attacks just now, and she thought that she could knock off her brother's sword or make his center of gravity unstable.

But it didn't happen, so she was stunned for a moment, and she almost didn't dodge her brother's next move.

When the two swords collided, she could clearly feel that the other party's cultivation might not be much higher than her own, but the attack power in her spiritual power was much higher than her own, which was an innate gap that she couldn't make up for with her desperate efforts.

That senior brother is the Golden Fire Twin Spirit Root, she is a single Spirit Root, so her attack power can't be compared, no wonder it is said that the Wood Spirit Root is not strong sword cultivation, it is really too difficult.

Qi Bing sighed, it seems that she has to think of a way to solve this problem, otherwise, not to mention compared to Xia Zhiqiu Jiang Mu Ling, other sword cultivators who are similar to her may defeat her.

If she can't become an excellent sword cultivator, the Cage Sword will be blind, and there is no use for this sword at all.