Chapter 82: Attack, Attack, Attack

After killing Gu and boasting about himself, he walked away with an extremely stinky fart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 After seeing him go, Dao Chang Qinggo obviously became more relaxed.

Qingwu Dao Changle looked at Shiyi and tried his best to persuade him: "Shiyi, how about you come in and choose one together?"

What Kill Gu said just now didn't just hit Ming Ya. Even Shiyi's face became extremely ugly after hearing it.

She glanced at the Xia curtain draped on her shoulders a little uncomfortably, and then blinked her eyes and said with little confidence: "Uncle Qingwu, neither of us has much knowledge, can you give us some good advice?"

Daoist Qingwu patted his chest vigorously, and promised loudly: "Leave it to me Qingwu, I promise to make you satisfied." ā€

But seeing him smiling so happily, Mingya and Shiyi really didn't dare to believe him so easily.

"Let's go, let's go read it first and then talk about the rest. As he spoke, Daoist Qingwu excitedly led the two of them towards the Lingbao Pavilion.

The three of them walked a few hundred meters in the corridor of the Lingbao Pavilion, and Ming Ya noticed that there was an extra layer of condensed golden light in front of them. This golden shield of light was like a giant bell, hanging from the sky, which was about a thousand feet high.

Daoist Qingwu looked at Ming Ya with a smile on his face, and then carefully took out a jade plaque from his arms. Then he used his mana to drive the jade plate in his hand. The jade plaque also emitted a golden light. Then a light gate appeared on the golden mask.

"Come in with me. ā€

Minya followed the back into the light gate, and saw the majestic and huge palace that appeared in front of him. The palace is floating in mid-air. It is 100 feet high, and the whole body is made of white and flawless jade, which looks exquisite and gorgeous. And there is a faint glow on the surface of the palace.

Seeing this palace standing in the clouds, like a Qionglou jade platform, Ming Ya couldn't help but gasp. After staring at the palace for a long time, he came to his senses.

Daoist Qingwu had been staring at him, and when he saw him come back to his senses, he smiled again and said, "Shiyi, Mingya, you two can find a spiritual weapon suitable for you in this palace." ā€

When Daoist Qingwu and Shiyi walked forward, Mingya stopped. Minya's insight is already amazing. When he was only five years old, he was able to see through Gong Dao's tricks, so how could he be at the mercy of others now?

The reason why he stopped moving forward was because he saw that directly above the gate of this palace, there were three large golden inscriptions - "Imperial Spirit Palace". Mingya even saw the amazing momentum in these three golden words. The strokes of each word are very evenly arranged, but it gives people a sharp feeling. Minya only glanced at it slightly, and his eyes tingled faintly. Mingya also hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at it again. By this time, his heart was already terrified. However, after glancing at the entrance of the palace in the sky, Ming Ya gritted her teeth and boldly asked, "Senior Qingwu, what kind of place is this?"

Daoist Qingwu looked back and replied casually with a smile on his face: "Aren't you here to choose a spiritual weapon?" ā€

"Daoist Qingwu, this hall is now called the Imperial Spirit Pavilion, so it should be a spiritual weapon such as armor and shields placed here, right?"

"That's right. ā€

"I've heard before that Lingbao Pavilion also has a strange rule. In other words, once we enter this hall, we must choose a spiritual weapon inside, right?"

"This one is natural. ā€

"Spiritual weapons such as armor and shields are extremely valuable. I think I'd like to confirm it again. I only have 2,300 merits. Is there a spiritual weapon in this hall that I can afford?"

Daoist Qingwu was suddenly a little embarrassed, he hesitated for a while, and then said cautiously: "There should be two or three more, right?"

When he heard this, Shiyi also suddenly shouted: "Daoist Qingwu, why is something wrong with me." At the beginning, I had collected 3,000 merit points, but I only got a piece of Xia Veil. Instead, he got a good sword by killing Gu. So there's such a doorway here?"

At this point, Daoist Qingwu naturally couldn't pretend to be confused.

As soon as his face changed, he changed his previous kindness. Looking at him at this time, it was as if he had changed as a different person. There was also a shrewd-looking glint in his eyes. He retorted with a smile: "Shiyi, if you say that, you have wronged my uncle." You also know that your own body of water system exercises is good at defending and not attacking. Even if I give you a finest spiritual weapon, how much of its effect will you be able to exert itself?"

"And you, Minya. You have to think about it too. You've cultivated to the third level of Qi cultivation, right? You should also be at the bottom of the Dao Academy, you don't have any doubt about that, right?"

When Ming Ya nodded embarrassedly, Daoist Qingwu stroked his palm and laughed: "Isn't this the end?What should be the spiritual weapon you need most now?This spiritual weapon should not be aggressive, but can protect yourself." As the saying goes, don't seek merit, but seek no fault, isn't that the truth?"

"If you are not afraid of the storm senior brother getting angry, I, Qingwu, am here to give you a thorough explanation. Competing with other sects is not comparable to fighting with the same sect. You must not have child's play ideas. Over the years, I have seen a lot of exchanges between sects. Swords and guns have no eyes, and in that fight, isn't it easy for someone to be disabled? What's even more pitiful is that some disciples will even have fewer arms and legs. These are just the most common things. Come on, come with me and find a shield that suits you, it might save your life. ā€

As he walked, Daoist Qingwu continued to mutter, "Xuanba, isn't he powerful? Back then, it was because he didn't listen to me, so he insisted on choosing a weapon. What was the result? His head was almost split open by the disciples of the Proud Sword Sect. Tsk tsk, that time is the real line of life and death. ā€

Minya didn't listen to any of this. He continued categorically: "Daoist Qingwu, I will not choose a defensive spirit weapon. ā€

Mingya: He knows his own business.

He is the spiritual root of the golden wind dual attributes, and his innate attributes are destined for his rhythm. In the face of the enemy, he can only attack, attack, and attack.

Even when he was at his weakest, even if he was facing a madman like Kill Gu, he never adopted a defensive strategy.

When Daoist Qingwu heard this, his expression suddenly turned grim.

He finally stopped his tracks. Then he turned to stare at Ming Ya's faint pupils, and asked solemnly, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Aogo Chief. ā€

"There are seven sub-halls in the Lingbao Pavilion. These seven sub-halls are the Imperial Spirit Palace, the Void Spirit Palace, the Flying Spirit Palace, the Instrument Spirit Palace, the Alien Spirit Palace, the Martial Spirit Palace, and the Slashing Spirit Palace. ā€

Daoist Qingwu no longer pretended to be mysterious, he instead said straight to the point: "Even if you don't choose the Imperial Spirit Palace, then your choice should be an offensive spirit weapon." ā€

"Yes, Aogo Chief. ā€

After receiving Mingya's affirmative reply, Daoist Qingwu looked at Shiyi again.