Wen Bin walked from the first floor to the third floor, and found that most of them were suitable for the 'Immortal Pill Realm' or 'Demon Pill Realm', and there were very few 'magic weapons' suitable for use in the 'Immortal Realm' or 'Psychic Realm'.

If you want to talk about 'spiritual weapons' alone, he has a lot of fancies, but as for 'magic weapons'...... Those guns were either too light, too short, some too thick, and some too thin.

Pick and choose, but you can't always pick a good one.

Wen Bin was embarrassed, standing in this three-story pavilion, hesitating.

If you can't pick a suitable one among them, then, even if you look at the entire 'Floating Life Palace', I'm afraid you won't be able to find one that can make you feel satisfied, right?

...... Of course, the reason for this is also because he is too demanding.

"This guest, I've been shopping for a long time, what are you looking for?May I ask, is there anything I can do to help?" At this moment, Wen Bin suddenly heard someone talking behind him.

"Ah," looking back, it turned out to be the clerk among them, he hesitated for a moment, and then said calmly: "I want to use the gun, magic weapon, well, it is best to be suitable for the use of the eighth or ninth order of the 'Immortal Realm'...... To be the best. "Don't care what, he will first prescribe all the conditions to him.

"Magic weapon?" the clerk looked at Wen Bin in surprise.

"Ah, it was brought to a friend of mine. Wen Bin hurriedly explained.

"Oh. The clerk understood, thought for a while, and provided him with a clue: "If it's a 'magic weapon', you can go to the courtyard in the middle and ask the 'Red Girl', she should have a lot of low-level guns that are specially used for collection, but I don't know if I am reluctant to sell them to customers." ”

"Well, I'll try. Wen Bin nodded, and after thanking the other party, he went downstairs and entered the middle courtyard.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, there were not many guests, a few two or three people were trying guns in the courtyard, and a girl in red was wrapped in a big hat, curled up on a chair and napping lazily.

Wen Bin looked at the little girl's portrait, but he was not sure, so he walked over and called softly: "Red girl, red girl!"

“...... Well. The little girl rubbed her eyes sleepily, raised her head in a trance, and looked at Wen Bin with a stupid expression that had not yet woken up: "What's wrong?"

"I want to buy a gun for my friend from the girl...... If you want a 'Dharma weapon', you want a better one. Wen Bin smiled.

"......" The other party was in a trance for a long time, and then he said 'oh', silent for a moment, and then inexplicably came out: "Is he a man or a woman?"

Wen Bin was embarrassed for a moment, thought about it, and replied truthfully: "It's a girl." ”

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful. ”

"Is it prettier than me?"

"......" How do you answer this, sweat drops!

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the 'red girl' burst out laughing, slapped her hands with both hands, and grinned: "It must be the girl you like, right? As she spoke, she jumped down from the chair, waved her hand, and led Wen Bin to the back room, adding: "I don't like to sell ordinary people, but you said that you bought it for girls, I see that you are infatuated, and I can't bear to let you go home empty-handed." ”

Wen Bin smiled and thanked him kindly.

The Red Girl led him into an armory room, where all the guns on display were 'magic weapons'.

Among them, there is no shortage of exquisite craftsmanship.

"Oh, it looks pretty good!" Wen Bin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he happily walked in and carefully selected. ...,

"Of course," the red girl pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "I don't want to see who collected it~"

Wen Bin laughed perfunctorily 'hehe' twice, ignored her, and took care of himself.

After some careful selection, he selected a spear about nine feet long with a carved handle, grabbed it in his hand, weighed it, and felt that it was very good, so he smiled with the red girl: "I'll go out and try this, how about it?"

Ordinary guns are about seven or eight feet long, and this one is one foot longer.

The gun is the 'king of a hundred soldiers', and the strength is stronger than the 'long' and 'sharp', which is naturally 'one point long, one strong'.

However, the longer it is, the more difficult it is to control, and the higher the requirements for the user's skills.

But about this, Wen Bin is not afraid, he has watched Xiao Jing play with guns from childhood to adulthood, as the so-called 'freezing three feet, not a day's cold', he knows her skills very well.

That girl, I can't ask for it!

“...... You guy, your eyes are too sharp!" The red girl suddenly looked anxious, and while dancing, she complained angrily and loudly: "This 'search for gods' is not easy to come by, but it costs me a lot of work! The cost is 600,000 kabe, if you want it, I will double the charge!"

"Ahh ”

600,000 kabes? For a 'magic weapon', it is indeed a 'sky-high price', but as long as the things are good, Wen Bin doesn't mind spending money, and 1.2 million kabes is still within the affordable range for him.

However, he didn't want to be slaughtered as a 'wronged head', so he didn't show it, and deliberately 'tsk' twice, not believing this evil provocation: "Then I have to try it to see if it's worth the price~"

"Okay...... However, if you dare to dislike it, I will fight with you! I know no, hum!" the red girl looked 'fierce' with her teeth bared, and threatened with stern words.

Wen Bin pursed his lips and smiled.

The two of them went out of the armory room and returned to the courtyard in the middle, and the red girl returned to her back chair, shrunk up, and wrapped herself in a big hat, but this time it was not a nap, but two round eyes were wide open, like a thief, staring at Wen Bin.

Wen Bin entered the courtyard with a gun and skillfully practiced a set of marksmanship.

He has watched Xiao Jing practice guns since he was a child, and after so many years, no matter how stupid a fool is, he is estimated to be able to memorize it backwards, not to mention his wonderful talent, and he will never forget anything after watching it once.

The courtyard was wide, and beside him, there were two or three guests who were trying their guns in a row, but suddenly they saw the young man practicing there with great skills, and they looked at it and thought it was wonderful, so they stopped practicing themselves, and they all retreated to the sidelines, and stopped to watch.

At first, there were only two or three people, three or five people, Wen Bin practiced in the courtyard alone for a while, and then attracted many customers from the three-story pavilion next to him, standing on the top of the corridor, condescendingly looking lively.

Well practiced!

It's much better than me~

At first glance, he is a master!

In fact, those who will come to this kind of place to buy guns must be experts, at the very least, they are the kind that have a strong interest in the extremely related skills of 'gunmanship', so at this time, when you see someone practicing with a gun, and every move, every move, and like flowing water, you will naturally can't help but be attracted by it.

They didn't know that Wen Bin actually practiced knives instead of guns, and in their eyes, the young man's marksmanship was already quite beautiful.

Due to the fact that there were no more people in the courtyard, Wen Bin exerted it, and it became more and more comfortable, all the way to soar, or jump, or flutter, or stab, and the momentum suddenly spread.

"Good!"...,

I don't know who shouted like this and took the lead in slapping it.

So for a while, there was thunderous applause outside the venue, and most of the audience applauded and cheered for the young man.

"Hmph!" only the red girl who was curled up in the back chair rubbed her nose disdainfully, and muttered unconvinced: "What's good? That's my gun!"

The courtyard is rectangular as a whole, and there is a small flower garden on the left hand side of the door, and next to the flower garden, there is a large water tank that is half a person high, and next to the water tank, a white-haired old man is scooping water and watering the flowers.

He had no distractions, and he didn't even look at Wen Bin, until he heard everyone cheering in unison, so he indifferently turned his face sideways and glanced at the young man.

At this glance, it seems to be a little clear.

He had been staring at the boy with interest for three or five seconds before he turned around and continued to water the flowers carelessly.

Pouring and pouring, seeing the young man galloping all the way, getting closer and closer to him, the old man suddenly stood up and shouted at Wen Bin: "Boy!"

At this time, Wen Bin was acting energetically, and suddenly heard someone behind him calling him, his voice was like an ancient tree, high-pitched and deep, strong and powerful, he was suddenly startled, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw half a scoop of cold water splashing down on his body unexpectedly!

Even he didn't react to it, his mind seemed to be blank, and almost out of reflex, his body reacted naturally.

Put away the gun.

Reached.

Out of the knife.

- Twin knives!

Wen Bin flew backwards and retreated, and at the same time, he danced a pair of half-length short knives in his hand like flywheels, which were used to resist the water curtain that flew from the canopy!

Whoop Boom T

Most of the cold water splashed in all directions against the swirling blades, but a few 'fish that slipped through the net' landed on Wen Bin's head, face, clothes and pants, bit by bit, cold, but not many.

This scene came extremely quickly, and almost everyone didn't react at once.

It wasn't until Wen Bin took out his knife to intercept the water curtain that it was all gone, and he heard a gasp of air from all around.

He didn't care about the reaction of others, but looked at the old man who suddenly poured water on him inexplicably.

There are three words written in the eye: Why?

The other party didn't answer, just squinted his eyes, stroked his pale beard with a smile, and said indifferently: "What I splashed out just now is just water, if it is highly poisonous, I'm afraid you will already be dead by now." ”