"Guns, the king of a hundred soldiers, flexible and fast, tricky and ruthless, sharp and deadly, take a look at this first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Coming to the hundreds of spears on display, Chang Feng thought about his understanding of spears in his heart, and his eyes moved.

Spears, different weights, and different styles of various spears are hundreds, all of which are first-order spiritual weapons, and Chang Feng's current vision really can't tell the difference between good and bad, but fortunately, Chang Feng and Shen Liang have agreed on a little tacit understanding.

Picking up a spear, Chang Feng danced, it was too long, too heavy and he couldn't dance, so he reluctantly put it back.

Took out a shorter and lighter spear, Chang Feng waved it, although he was a little uncomfortable, but he felt that the length was still appropriate, and he turned his head to look at Shen Liang, but he saw Shen Liang's eyes looking at the upper part of the main hall.

"Looks like this spear isn't going well. After thinking about it in his heart, Chang Feng put down the flower gun, and then picked up another one.

This time he turned his head to look at Shen Liang, Shen Liang looked at Chang Feng with his eyes and gave him a look of approval, but Chang Feng waved a few times but it didn't feel very appropriate.

took a few spears one after another, either Chang Feng didn't think it was suitable, or Shen Liang didn't give a hint of too much value, so Chang Feng didn't choose one.

In the end, Chang Feng thought that maybe he was not suitable for using a gun, and then walked to the position where the long knife was placed...... Half a quarter later, Chang Feng walked to the place where the halberd was......

After a choice, Chang Feng never found a suitable long weapon, and for some reason, a rush and panic surged in his heart.

"Stick, this is easy, if you can't do it, let's find one here! Before coming to the hundreds of wooden sticks and iron rods, Chang Feng thought in his heart.

Looking at a black iron rod that was taller than him, with some textures engraved on it, Chang Feng held it on it, and lifted it hard, and the black iron rod was lifted half an inch and then fell.

"It's obviously inappropriate to be so heavy. ”

Ignoring the black iron rod anymore, Chang Feng looked at some wooden rods inlaid with gold and iron, picked one up and waved it, feeling good.

Although these sticks are made of wood, all of them can be placed here are made of spirit wood between heaven and earth, some of which are harder than gold and iron, and Chang Feng does not have to worry that they will be used up quickly, and there is no difference between them and any wooden stick in the outside world.

Just as he was about to ask Shen Liang, he heard Shen Liang's reminder: "Senior Brother Chang, the time is almost up, please choose one as soon as possible." ”

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me. ”

After a word of thanks, Chang Feng no longer hesitated, and finally decided to choose a stick as his long weapon.

Putting down the wooden stick in his hand, Chang Feng glanced at it, and finally found that there was a wooden stick that was about the same height as him and was just suitable for carving two golden dragons, and Chang Feng secretly said in his heart: "That's it." ”

"This is good, let's do it!" Exit made a choice, looked back at Shen Liang, and saw the affirmation in Shen Liang's eyes, Chang Feng was sure that at least the value of this stick would not disappoint him.

Stretching out his right hand, Chang Feng wanted to hold the wooden stick in his hand and pull it out, but to his surprise, he was clearly thinking about getting the wooden stick carved with two golden dragons, but for some reason, he grabbed it on a rusty iron rod that seemed to be carved with cloud patterns next to him.

At the same moment, Chang Feng felt a slight pain on his left forearm, obviously giving him some reminder.

Trying his best to hide the shock in his heart, Chang Feng grabbed the iron rod with both hands, and then put it directly into the storage bag without looking at it.

"Selected, Senior Brother Shen, let's go!" Smiling slightly, Chang Feng immediately walked out of the door, his heart already pounding.

There is no doubt that the white jade stick is a treasure, and the one that can cause the white jade stick to give a reminder must also be a heavy treasure, and it is definitely not an ordinary heavy treasure.

Obviously didn't expect Chang Feng to choose a rusty iron rod, Shen Liang frowned slightly, looked at Chang Feng's background, and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head a little self-deprecating and followed.

"Senior Brother Chang, the iron rod you chose...... Good value. Out of the gate, Shen Liang was also helpless, so he could only say a word.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Shen, there will be a chance that Senior Brother will come to disturb me in the future. At this moment, Chang Feng had regained his calm, and turned to leave with Shen Qingmeng and Wei Xiaoyan.

Seeing Chang Feng and the three of them leaving, Shen Liang thought for a while, and finally laughed at himself and said, "These personal disciples, one is really stranger than the other. ”

Out of the main hall of the refining hall, Chang Feng suppressed the urge to check the special iron rod, and then walked towards the spirit beast hall with his senior brothers and sisters, and then they were going to select the spirit beast, which was the last free benefit of the sect with Chang Feng.

The three of them walked all the way and walked to a branch hall in the Refining Hall that was used as a place for Qi refining stage disciples to buy and sell spiritual weapons, and suddenly someone shouted: "Senior Sister Qingmeng, Senior Sister Qingmeng." ”

Before the words fell, a young man dressed in blue and jade with a dignified appearance stopped in front of them, and said with a smile on his face: "Senior Sister Qingmeng, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here." ”

"Song Boqian, didn't you go on a mission to the sect?" Seeing this young man, Shen Qingmeng was also slightly stunned and asked.

"Just a few days after I came back, I originally wanted to go to see you, but I didn't want to be entangled by my brother, so I could not only accompany him to choose spiritual weapons. ”

As he spoke, he motioned to a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy who was slightly taller than Chang Feng before approaching: "My younger brother, Song Bokun." ”

"Bo Kun, I've come to see your Senior Sister Qingmeng, and your Senior Brother Xiaoyan, by the way...... This is ......"

"Senior Brother Song, this is our little junior brother Chang Feng, Senior Brother Chang. Wei Xiaoyan answered, then arched his hand at the two of them, and then said directly regardless of the others: "Fourth Senior Sister, Sixth Senior Brother still needs to choose spirit beasts, let's go!"

Directly pulled Chang Feng and Shen Qingmeng up between words and left, obviously not angry with the Senior Brother Song in front of him, and Shen Qingmeng also ignored it, and left directly with Wei Xiaoyan and Chang Feng.

"Senior Sister Qingmeng, you go slowly! I will go to the "Heaven" character department to see you when I have time. Song Boqian, who was supposed to be quite angry, was not angry, but smiled and waved his hand.

After the three of them walked away, there was a wave of greed in Song Boqian's eyes, and he looked straight at Shen Qingmeng's back, and even licked his lips.

"Brother, is that the woman you like?" Song Bokun on the side saw his brother like this and asked.

"Hehe, that's good. ”

"But the little brother doesn't see how many birds you are!"

"What is your brother's ability, sooner or later he will eat her, but you, you have to pay attention to it, the one called Changfeng is the "day" character, if there is no accident, two years later, he will definitely participate in this peak competition. ”

"Cut, a little doll who has just started his career, brother, you must look down on your brother too much! If I meet him at the time of Xiaobi, I will let him have one hand and one foot. ”

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"Song Boqian, the seventh disciple of Uncle Pan, just entered the early stage of foundation building two years ago, looking at Yushu Linfeng as if he was gentle and elegant, in fact, he has a belly of flowers, relying on the fact that there is an ancestor at the level of a young child, he is not a good bird, hum, a scum-like existence, relying on a little cultivation, I don't know how many low-level female disciples have been ruined, and I still want to covet the beauty of the fourth senior sister, I bah. ”

"Sixth junior brother, you can remember, that Song Boqian is not a good person, try to ignore him in the future. ”

"Uh, by the way, Sixth Senior Brother, I would like to remind you, the one named Song Bokun next to him is a personal disciple of Uncle Zhao Jia, although he only started half a year earlier than you, but I heard that this person has already started his cultivation and is currently busy breaking through to the middle stage of Qi refining. ”

"Two years later, if there is no accident, he will also participate, if you meet you, be careful. ”

While the Song brothers spoke, Wei Xiaoyan also introduced their brothers' information to Chang Feng.

Zhao Jia is the deputy deacon of the "Moon" character department of Shengquan Peak, Chang Feng has seen it, but he has never seen the Song brothers, and then looking at Shen Qingmeng's unhappy face, he obviously has no anger towards that Song Boqian.

Seeing Shen Qingmeng walking in front, Wei Xiaoyan immediately lowered her voice and said: "Sixth Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Sister is also very tired of that Song Boqian, but she has quite a feeling for Senior Brother Deng Wen in the "Day" character, and Senior Brother Deng Wen also has a lot of friendship for Fourth Senior Sister. ”

"Sixth Senior Brother, if you have a chance, Senior Brother will definitely lead you to meet Senior Brother Deng Wen, you listen to Senior Brother ......"

"Fifth junior brother. Wei Xiaoyan didn't continue, and was interrupted by Shen Qingmeng, and Wei Xiaoyan immediately smiled again and again, even with Chang Feng, but Shen Qingmeng didn't care, smiled casually, and continued to walk forward.