Chapter Eighty-Three: The Treasure Pavilion
readx;“ Senior Sister Ling Xuan, I'm tired. "The surname is as vigorous as hers, but the name has a hint www.biquge.info of forgetting worries, which is unpredictable." "Call me Ling Xuan!" Ling Xuan said unrelentingly. Ling Xuan...... What happened when the secret realm was goodbye?" Luochen was embarrassed and changed the subject. "That day, after Miss Ben was stunned by that old thing, because the recovery ability of the dragon clan was beyond ordinary people, it didn't take long to wake up, and when she saw someone from the demon world coming, Miss Ben left quietly, after all, the well water between the demon dragons does not interfere with the river water. Ling Xuan blinked his eyes wide, and said with a smug expression: "Later, I met my senior uncle, he brought me into the Divine Pavilion, and now I am the senior sister of the god lineage, you called me a few words of senior sister before, but you didn't suffer a loss!" Thinking of what the black-clothed deacon had said, Luochen couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Your senior uncle won't be the supreme head of the family, right?" Ling Xuan praised. "I'm also the eldest disciple of the head brother, why don't I have the privilege of entering the sect without examination!" Luo Chen looked at Ling Xuan, thinking indignantly in his heart. "It's here!" Ling Xuan shouted with relief from the dusty eyes that stared at the hair along the way. Under the guidance of Ling Xuan, the two came to an uninhabited attic, and when the dust looked up, above the magnificent attic, there was an ordinary plaque, which was carved with five vigorous characters: "The name of the Treasure Pavilion alone is very good, and it is worthy of being a profound immortal sect." Luochen sighed. "Then you can go in by yourself, don't look at the head of the house is my uncle, I still don't have the permission to enter, the only way to enter the Treasure Pavilion is to perform well and rank first in the major competitions, so that you can have the opportunity to choose the exercises and treasures you want. Ling Xuan said enviously. Luochen nodded when he heard this, and stepped up the steps of the Kowloon Pearl, quite a feeling of glory. Pushing open the door of the attic, there was dust in his face, and Luochen pouted and said: "It's completely different from what I imagined, it's the same feeling as my master, fraud!" "Who is here, do you have a token?" If you don't look closely, it is difficult to find that in a pile of broken books, a fat middle-aged man is lying on the ground, looking at the dust lazily, and asked. "Back to Uncle Shi, the disciple has fallen into the dust, and the master is shocked. At any time, in the Shenge newspaper, the name of this person's anger and god's anger changed color, but when it came to the fat middle-aged man, it became a simple sentence: "Oh." "Old man Mystery, in charge of the Treasure Pavilion, hand over your token, and let the old man check if there is any divine punishment for the decree. The mysterious son still looked desireless. "Uncle Shi, please. Luo Chen handed over the blue-level disciple token that symbolized his physical realm identity, and the moment the mysterious son took it, he caught a glimpse of the small spell mark on Luo Chen's left hand, and was slightly stunned, and withdrew his outstretched hand, but he did not submit the token again. "I thought you said that you were the apprentice of the god and the son of God was playing tricks on the old man, but I didn't expect it to be true. Mystic glanced at Luochen intriguingly, then ignored it, pinched his hands together, and the scene in the room suddenly changed dramatically. "Tianwang Grass!Huangquan Dan!Fa follows words and deeds!Demon Sword!Pure Heart Xiaozhu Sword!" The dazzling array of peerless treasures made the Peng in the ring scream, and his eyes glowed green. "The hidden treasure pavilion's obstruction has been lifted for you, and you can only choose one of the treasures, and the time is one pillar of incense. Mystic Zi dropped the last sentence and lay back in his original place, but this time the obstacle was removed, and there was still no change in the broken books, and Mystic Zi kept looking through it and relish it. The magic weapon that caught his eye made the dust dazzled, and he didn't know which one to choose, and then Peng's voice sounded ghostly. "This is one of Kunpeng's feathers, my good dear Divine Pavilion is really not as simple as it seems!" "Do you want to choose it?" Falling Dust looked through the prohibition of the light mask and looked at a feather that shone with white light. "If you use the feathers of Kunpeng to refine a flying magic weapon, you can be regarded as a flying magic weapon of the same level in terms of speed. Peng said proudly. "I see that this demon knife is murderous on the outside, and it contains a weapon spirit inside, which is really the best choice. Falling dust objected. "What do you know, the reason why it is called a demon knife is because of its evil, the low-level people are easy to be confused by the murderous aura of the knife, and the high-level ones are reduced to killing machines if they are not careful. Peng explained angrily. The time of a pillar of incense was about to end, and Luochen still hadn't found a treasure that suited him, but he didn't want to choose the Kunpeng Yu recommended by Peng, and then his eyes were suddenly attracted by the mysterious son.
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