Xu Qing returned to the stone chamber in the Earthfire Valley and decided to clean up the contents of the storage bag, and then decided to go to Fang Market to buy something to improve his combat power. He is very confident in his own strength, if it is about combat power, he will definitely be able to enter the top ten of the Zongnai Dabi, but he is worried that his luck will be really bad, and he will meet the strongest opponent at the beginning. Xu Qing must enter the top 30 in this battle, because he is determined to win the Zhuji Dan.

Now Xu Qing, only top-level magic weapons can barely enter his magic eyes.

Xu Qing now has several top-level attack magic weapons, and the attack power is still slightly insufficient, if you can get a spirit weapon in Xianfang, it is of course the best. Xu Qing only has one bronze mirror for the defensive magic weapon, but in terms of defensive power, it can be compared to the lower grade spirit weapon shield, even if it is used to participate in the great competition within the sect, it is enough.

Although there were many spirit runes in his storage bag, they were all of the lowest level, and they were no deterrent to the cultivators of the twelfth layer of Qi refining. Xu Qing remembered the Xuan-rank spirit rune that Uncle Xiao had given him at the beginning, although the power was not as powerful as a blow from the foundation building monk, it was enough to make the Qi Refining Great Perfection monk jealous.

After taking an inventory, Xu Qing also roughly determined what he needed, spiritual weapons and high-level spirit runes, which were also what he lacked the most at present.

At this time, Xu Qing suddenly caught a glimpse of an object in the corner of the storage bag, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect to bring it back to the sect, it's useless for me to keep it, I should have given it to my cousin." ”

Xu Qing took out a small cyan tower from the storage bag and held it in his hand.

Suddenly, Xu Qing's face changed sharply, and he held Xiao Ta's right hand and quickly increased his strength.

In the stone room, I saw Xu Qing holding up a small cyan tower with his right hand, which was very weird.

Xu Qing's face also changed rapidly, and he looked at his right hand holding the cyan pagoda strangely, with a puzzled look on his face.

Just now, the moment Xu Qing lifted the cyan small tower, Xu Qing suddenly felt that the small tower in his hand was finally ten thousand catties, condensed like a mountain, and it was abnormally thick, so he instinctively increased the strength in his hand, wanting to support the cyan tower. However, in the end, he was able to lift the small cyan tower up with ease, but the sudden increase in force caused the small tower to be lifted high.

"Was it just an illusion just now, but why does it feel so real?" Xu Qing muttered to himself, then closed his eyes, carefully recalling the experience and feeling just now, and did not let go of a trace of abnormality.

"It's definitely not an illusion, I clearly remember the feeling at that time, that kind of heaviness and condensation, as if directly acting on the soul, making people look up and not have the slightest sense of resistance. Xu Qing opened his eyes and looked at the small cyan tower in his hand in shock.

The small cyan tower is about three inches high, divided into nine layers, the style is simple and atmospheric, you can't find the slightest trace of carving, you can feel the accumulation of years faintly.

"If you're not a mortal, presumably a magic weapon can't destroy you, right?" Xu Qing took out a magic sword, stared at the small cyan tower in his hand, and whispered to himself.

The magic sword struck the tower body, making a sonorous sound, but the small cyan tower was not damaged at all, and not even a single scratch could be seen on the tower.

"Sure enough, it's not a mortal thing, and there was no spark when it hit, isn't it made of metal?" Xu Qing looked at the cyan tower in surprise, and at the same time there was doubt in his eyes.

Xu Qing pressed one palm on the cyan small tower, and slowly injected mana, but the mana was like a mud cow entering the sea, without the slightest wave, and there was no spiritual flow on the cyan tower.

"This is not a magic weapon, and it will never be a spiritual weapon. Xu Qing concluded that although he had never used a spiritual weapon, he still had some understanding of the spiritual weapon, after all, Xiao Ming was a foundation building monk, how could he not have seen a spiritual weapon.

"Could it be a magic weapon?" Xu Qing guessed, and at the same time, his eyes were full of excitement, the magic weapon often has the ability to overwhelm the mountains and seas, and the power of shaking the heavens and the earth, I don't know how powerful this cyan tower is?

"Hey, even if it's a magic weapon, I can't use it. Xu Qing immediately sighed, the magic weapon can only be used when it reaches the Jindan stage, no matter how powerful it is, he can't use it now.

Xu Qing put the cyan tower in the storage bag and left it alone.

For the next three days, Xu Qing locked himself in the alchemy room almost every day, refining the elixirs, which were naturally not prepared for him, but to help Liu Yang and Gao Han improve their skills in front of the big competition, so that they could enter the top thirty.

Now Liu Yang, like Gao Han, is the eleventh layer of qi refining, and they were unwilling to accept Xu Qing's elixir in the past because they wanted Xu Qing to keep it for their own use. However, now that Xu Qing had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, except for the Zhuji Dan, the ordinary pills had no effect on him at all, and it was expected that they would have no reason to refuse anymore.

He took out all the elixirs that could be used in the jade tower, and refined them all into elixirs, and then planted various elixirs in the vacated places of the jade tower, although he basically didn't use these elixirs, but the place was empty, and after two hundred years, he could get a batch of thousand-year-old elixirs, why not?

Two days later, Xu Qing finally got nearly a hundred elixirs, and he divided the elixir into two parts, although he looked tired, he was still happy. Although the number of elixirs is not particularly large, but because the elixir years he uses are far greater than the general requirements of the formula, the medicinal properties of each elixir are definitely far greater than the elixirs distributed by the sect, as long as they take all the elixirs, they will definitely be able to reach the twelfth layer of qi refining.

After a day of recuperation, Xu Qing recovered to his peak, cleaned up casually, and went to the small courtyard where Liu Yang and the others lived.

When Xu Qing arrived at the small courtyard where he used to live, Liu Yang and Gao Han were already waiting outside, and he didn't say much, and threw the two elixirs to the two of them casually.

Liu Yang and Gao Han took the thing thrown by Xu Qing somewhat inexplicably, and then uncorked the bottle. Almost at the same time, the faces of the two changed, there was surprise but more embarrassment, they naturally knew the preciousness of these elixirs.

"Okay, you also know my current cultivation, I don't need these elixirs at all, who else can I give them to if I don't give them to you?" Xu Qing said casually.

"But..."Liu Yang and Gao Han also knew that Xu Qing was comforting them, if these elixirs were sold, they would definitely get a lot of spirit stones.

"I'll be angry if you chirp crookedly, throw it away if you don't want it!" Xu Qing pretended to be angry and turned away. Although these elixirs are precious, how can they be more precious than the friendship between them.

Liu Yang and Gao Han looked at each other and smiled bitterly: "Let's just accept it!"

Three figures shot out into the distance, cutting through the air that had not had time to recede, and making a sneering sound.