Chapter Thirty-Seven: What a Pile of Sacred Weapons

Speaking of the hope of recovering the country, the surrounding Jing people all showed resolute eyes, and the eighty-one towns of Kyushu will rise again!

At this time, the monk and the scholar stood aside, and today's arrangement of Jing Ye seemed to have nothing to do with the two of them, and the monk was a little unhappy and said: "Hey, I said Jing Ye, it's so good that this cottage was also made by our brothers, since you don't do it for our officials, seeing that you have made a small fortune, it is better to share a little with me, how about it?"

Jing Ye glared at the monk and said directly: "Get out!" Just your virtue, even if you don't take advantage of the fire to rob, it is okay, this cottage is probably also a scholar who has made a big effort to see Xiao Qi's face, it should be handled by Xiao Lin and Xiao Qi, but I have made a small fortune, and I will divide you and the scholar a little."

Jing Ye said, recited a string of decisions, and suddenly summoned a storage bag from his hand, and then walked towards the empty table on the side, the storage bag was lost, only to hear the sound of "dang long" in a string, and suddenly it was full of brilliance, and the colors lingered, almost illuminating the entire hall!

For a moment, the people around looked at the dazzling array of magic weapons on the table, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, gourds, battle armor, incense burners, ding furnaces, flags, and talismans...... There are twenty or thirty pieces of all kinds!

The unprecepted monk looked at the saliva coming out, Rao is scholar is extraordinary, and his eyes widened at this moment, and he wondered: "These are all holy weapons?"

Hallows?!

What a bunch of holy artifacts!

The word holy weapon was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, everyone looked at each other, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World gave everyone another wave of visual feast, and they were stunned one by one!

Among them, except for the Huoyun Qilin, Qianshui Sleeve, and Bukong Monk, the rest of the realms are under the Five Realms, and some of them have never seen holy weapons, and today they are all stunned and a little at a loss!

The unprecepted monk wiped a handful of saliva from the corner of his mouth and stretched out his hand to grab the pile of magic weapons, but Jing Yeyi grasped the means, and the monk snorted coldly: "Why, you can't do it with the Buddha."

Jing Ye threw the monk's big claws aside, glared and said: "I really want to fight with you and try your depth, but these magic weapons are not all holy weapons, they are young and orderly, let my master pick them first!"

Huoyun Qilin followed Puyu Zhenren from birth to death, and he had never seen any battles, so he didn't care about it, so he said: "Many of these are the magic weapons of the human race, and they are unrighteous to the deity, so let you choose."

Xuanlong hadn't seen it in the morning, but at this moment, he miraculously appeared, followed by Huoyun Qilin, and said directly: "How can this be! Since you don't want to, brother, then let me do it for you!"

Qilin did not object, Xuanlong happily wagged his tail and walked over, in front of everyone's eyes, Xuanlong did not know how to choose, randomly selected two small and delicate Baoding and the same storage bracelet, and waved his claws, pinched a large number of talismans, and then saw the monk looking at himself with vicious eyes, so he also stopped knowingly.

Next, Jing Ye motioned to the monk to start, and the great monk folded his hands and only chanted Amitabha, without the slightest intention of moving, Qianshui sleeves smiled slightly: "I have entered the sainthood, I don't need these things!"

The two saints refused, and the thorn leaves were not compulsory, and when they reached the realm of the saints, they naturally had the blessing of the holy weapon to match, and their weapons were more handy for them, and the copper furnace that Jing Ye picked up before was one of the three major artifacts of the Buddha country, and the dice of the thousand water sleeves, Jing Ye had also witnessed its power.

followed Jing Ye and smiled: "Now monk, it's your turn, you can only take two pieces at most, it's interesting enough!"

The monk without precepts was not ambiguous, and chose a short knife that he had coveted for a long time at the beginning, which was suitable for changing his ring knife, and looked around, and found that most of them were things used by people in the Daomen, and he was not interested.

Then Jing Ye looked at the scholar, the scholar looked at it for a long time, although there were many treasures, but there was no one who could enter the scholar's eyes, besides, what kind of identity did he have, if he wanted a holy weapon, it was not easy to come back home, and the level of the holy weapon did not know how much higher than these.

The scholar finally shook his head and refused.

Jing Ye's palm turned over again, revealing a feather fan, which was the peacock feather that was obtained from the hands of the Sancai Daoist, handed it to the scholar and said, "This is yours, you're welcome!"

"Peacock Ling, this thing was originally in Yan Kingdom, how could it be in your hands?" Sancai Daoist is quite fond of fan magic weapons, and Peacock Ling's name has naturally been heard.

"If you give it to you, you'll take it", Jing Ye said, and the scholar smiled.

The rest of the magic weapons Jing Ye did not follow the order, and said directly to Jing Shisan: "These were originally left to Jing by Su Sage Yunzhou in the first battle, and the rest will be handed over to my brother to dispose of, everyone is looking for His Royal Highness the Prince, how many things can be asked for depends on your ability!"

Jing 13 shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, you can take it at will!"

Seeing the holy weapon, everyone was not modest, the old and young all stepped forward, Zhao Yishuai and Zhang Jianzhong both chose a long knife, the rest of the people Zhuang Huanyu chose a spear, Zhuang Huandie chose a flying sword, Bai Zhantang and his wife also chose a flying sword, Han Liuer chose a pair of sledgehammers, and chose a pair of flying knives for the blind qin girl who did not come, Xiao Lin stepped forward to go to the giant sword of Yang Dingtian, the lord of Yunzhou City, Xiao Qi did not choose anything, and the rest of the people also made their own choices, but everyone only took one of them, one by one in their hands, with an excited face。

In the end, there were still eight things and a bunch of talismans left, Jing Ye also divided the talismans to everyone, and there was a black armor in the center, which was of extraordinary quality, Jing Ye glanced at the outfit on Xiao Lin's body, and then took it upon himself to take out the armor, and said to Xiao Lin: "You Yanguo iron armor or take it off, put this one on!"

Xiao Lin looked fascinated and immediately accepted it.

In the end, the rest of the things, Jing Ye wanted to give Jing Thirteen, Jing Thirteen waved his hand and refused indifferently, and said with a glance: "Don't be polite to me."

Jing Ye also unceremoniously changed hands and accepted the storage bag and handed it over to Huoyun Qilin for safekeeping, this job Huoyun Qilin was happy, and took the storage bag with a bright smile.

The reason why Jing Ye made arrangements today, the reason why Liu Sanlang, Xiao Qi, and the monk were not mentioned, was that Liu Saburo had said first, and he wanted to take Xiao Qi home, where Liu Saburo's home was, Jing Ye didn't know, but Mr. Gusu, who came with Liu Ruoshuang, was unfathomable, and Jing Ye estimated that he had at least entered the sainthood, which means that once Liu Saburo went home, he would definitely not come back in a short time.

In addition, the reason why a large and a small monk of Tianchan came to Motu was that he wanted to take the unprecepted monk back, according to the words of the unprecepted monk, the master of the unprecepted monk, Master Wukong, was very concerned about the unprecepted monk and asked him to take his uncle back.

The unprecepted monk opened his mouth to come, the old bald donkey must have no good thing to find me, the last time he brought the sprinkled family to Mo Tu, this squat is ten years, and the life is not good, and he also gave the Buddha a ban on his mother, speaking of which, the unprecepted monk's face is dark, do not go back, resolutely do not go back, and do not go back if he is killed!

If it is so rebellious, the monk without precepts said that the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the color is only on the side of the Amitabha Buddha, and the attitude of the monk is not moving like a mountain, and the monk without precepts must also go back to Tianchan Temple.

With this foresight, Jing Ye did not involve these people in the current arrangement, Liu Saburo and the unprecepted monk also knew this, speaking of the days when they were young in Motu, it was the intersection of many of them, but the background and the scenery were different, and then they had to go to their own roads after all.

Everyone took the holy weapon, their faces were full of excitement, and they were eager to try, Jing Ye immediately let everyone take their orders and go, preparing for the talent test later, Zhao Yishuai said goodbye and went to Youzhou.

Jing Ye kept Zhang Jianzhong, took out a set of gold silk soft armor, and insisted on Zhang Jianzhong to wear it, the old general looked at Jing Ye and remembered last night's incident, and couldn't help sighing and regretting, but he also saw that Jing Ye was really a child who valued love and righteousness, and he turned around and left after taking the soft armor with a complicated mood.

Xuanlong always hovered around the Qilin, followed the Qilin brother to prepare to observe the talent test of the Xiao family's Dazhai, Xiao Qi's scholar was going to go with him, and kept Jing Ye, Xiao Qi didn't take the holy weapon today, and last night he fought with Jing Ye all the way, even with the help of scholars, he was drunk and unconscious in the end, and he didn't say a few words.

Jing Ye kept the two of them, and suddenly under the surprised eyes of the scholar, he habitually touched Xiao Qi's hair again, and said: "They have become great beauties, why are you still like a child, this time follow the scholar back, but you have to take good care of yourself, my brother has nothing to give you, but there is a three-leaf flying knife, you stay on your body, it is also considered for self-defense."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi raised his eyes and glared at the scholar, and his eyes seemed to say, when did I promise to go back with you?

As he spoke, Jing Ye took out the Sancai Daoist's natal killer Sancai Flying Knife, Xiao Qi raised his hand and took it, but he avoided Jing Ye's gaze, and raised his head to look at Jing Ye for a while, and said softly with a bite of silver teeth: "Thank you, Jing Ye...... Brother".

The scholar suddenly felt a sour taste in his heart, grabbed Xiao Qi, and quipped: "Don't think about three flying knives, I'm waiting for your big gift when you get married!"

"You are indispensable, you just need to treat us Xiao Qi well!" The two laughed, Xiao Qi and the scholar went out together, and Jing Thirteen and Jing Ye were left in the Gathering Hall.

Jing Thirteen insisted on not wanting a holy weapon, but the sword in Jing Thirteen's hand, Jing Ye had also seen it, it could only be regarded as a sharp weapon, but the grade was average, Jing Ye took out the blood-red Sunset Shadow long sword, and said: "The sword technique in the hands of the eldest brother is deadly, but you can't underestimate the magic weapon, this sword can enter your magic eye?"

"This is?" Jing Shisan was slightly stunned, remembering that day in the battle of Yunzhou, Jing Ye held two flying swords in his hands, killing all directions, especially this red long sword was extremely lethal.

Jing Ye said: "This sword is the matching sword of Zhao Yannan, the prince of Yan Kingdom, named Xiying, I observe that the length and shape of the flying sword are similar to that of the eldest brother, so if the eldest brother tries this sword."

Jing 13 took the long sword, shook it with his hand, and a wave of fiery red qi was drawn in the air, the wind gusted, it was really a killing weapon, and then said with a smile: "Prince Yan's sword is really good, it is just right for me, His Royal Highness the Prince!"

"Big brother, what should you do next?"

"Doesn't it mean that the Mo Tu Dao faction has an undercurrent, especially like to grab territory, let's go and grab land first, kill people, I'm good at it", Jing 13 showed a smile.

Jing Ye also had this intention, Jing 13 suddenly said: "In this way, this Xiao family Dazhai must be expanding at a speed far faster than before, the support of these many people requires a large amount of money and money and food, and the sergeant's equipment, equipment, and cultivation all need to be measured spirit stones, do you really have a way to solve this? By the way, where did you get so much money, and how much inheritance did the Yin Yang Ancestor leave you?"

Jing Ye smiled: "There is not much inheritance, but there is still a way, people are already on the way, it is estimated that it will take about half a month, and these things can be sent over in about half a month!"

In the air where Jing Ye spoke, a mute rode out of the Mo soil, and there was a big city in the distance, which was already the boundary of the Zhou Kingdom!