Chapter 137: Pocket Peak
Zhang Yang would not choose more than ten heavenly and earthly treasures needed to refine magic weapons, but instead set his sights on more than ten treasures.
Zhao Xiaobai followed his gaze, pointed to one of the fiery red swords the size of more than a foot, and said with a smile: "Senior brother cultivates sword cultivation techniques, and this flying sword treasure is the most suitable." ”
Zhang Yang nodded, more than ten treasures were all offensive treasures, flying swords, daggers, knives, etc., and there was also a lifelike pocket mountain-shaped treasure, all of which were cyan.
In the world of cultivating immortals, whether it is a magic weapon, a treasure weapon, or a magic weapon, the defensive nature is always much more precious than the offensive treasure of the same level, not only is the heavenly and earthly treasures consumed for refining defensive treasures more difficult to find, but also because defensive treasures can save their lives at critical moments! Only by saving their lives can they be qualified to talk about the Great Dao of Immortality.
There are no defensive treasures among the more than ten treasures, which shows their preciousness, and even if there is, they have been taken away by the previous monks of the Fire Cloud Sect.
"But among these treasures, this mountain treasure is the most powerful. ”
Zhao Xiaobai turned his words around, pointed to the lifelike pocket mountain peak sealed in the white light mask, and showed a bit of yearning on his face: "According to the records, the owner of this treasure, that is, a Jindan predecessor of this sect, originally wanted to refine a mountain peak magic weapon that is incomparably powerful, but this treasure is too difficult to refine, and it takes a lot of heaven and earth treasures, but in the end, it fell short and became a treasure!"
"The powerful treasures here have all been selected by the previous monks, and only this one remains! The other thirteen treasures are not as good as it. The junior and younger brother also practice the sword cultivation method, and how to choose depends on the junior brother himself. Zhao Xiaobai looked at Zhang Yang with a smile on his face and tirelessly introduced.
"The junior brother chose this one. Zhang Yang groaned slightly, and pointed to the pocket peak-shaped treasure, although this treasure looks only the size of a fist, but the treasure has the characteristics of a magic weapon that can change the size at will, thinking that this treasure can be magnified many times, and it can be overwhelming!
He already has two flying sword treasures, one of which is the Qingguang Sword given by the first one in the Immortal Peak, and its power is extremely good, which is more than one step better than the treasure flying sword in the Blue Moon Lake Cave Mansion. With many skills, Zhang Yang chose a pocket peak-shaped treasure.
"Okay!" Zhao Xiaobai was slightly stunned, then nodded with a smile, his original intention was the same, although the flying sword treasure is precious, it is not impossible to find, and the powerful treasure is the treasure among the treasures, there are spirit stones may not be able to buy, and they are regarded as life-saving collection by the monks in the foundation building period.
No matter how bad it is, he will find an opportunity to use his power for personal gain, and just take out the flying sword treasure in the treasure room for his junior brother! Presumably the master will not blame too much!
I have to say that Zhao Xiaobai is a kind person, I saw him reach out and grab it, and the pocket mountain peak wrapped in the white light mask flew over, and with a palm of his hand, a half-zhang-sized fiery red strange hand appeared out of thin air and pinched the white light mask.
After the white light mask shattered, the fist-sized cyan mountain peak revealed its true body, and a heavy aura rushed towards it.
Zhang Yang was slightly surprised, what he was surprised was not the power of the mountain treasure weapon, but the means of Senior Brother Zhao, this person who was not inconspicuous and did not leak, but the power of the magic technique just now was a few points better than the fire dragon technique, so he showed it so lightly!
"Senior brother, put it away!" Zhao Xiaobai smiled slightly, and did not move, and the pocket peak flew in front of Zhang Yang.
After Zhang Yang was surprised, he nodded, and directly put the pocket peak into the storage bag.
Zhao Xiaobai said with a smile: "For my brother, I will lead you to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to choose exercises." ”
"Senior brother, wait, I don't know what's behind that door?" Zhang Yang turned his eyes to the other side opposite the stone gate they walked into, where there was an identical stone door, and the fiery red light on the door was circulating, and there was a forbidden seal.
When he entered, he noticed this stone door, could it be that behind the stone door was also a treasure room, hiding more precious treasures?
"You'll know soon!" Zhao Xiaobai shook his head and smiled, and said mysteriously, but then he didn't say a word, and he and Zhang Yang went out of the mountainside and flew towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Zhang Yang looked helpless and asked a few more times, but Senior Brother Zhao only said that he would know soon, which made him more and more curious, and he could only suppress his curiosity.
With the flight speed of the two of them, it was only a little effort to fly from the foot of the mountain to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on the mountainside, and after the disciples guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion saluted, Zhao Xiaobai and Zhang Yang walked up to the second floor.
The person guarding the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was a sect monk in the foundation building period, this person was also in the age of the sixtieth year, and he looked a little older than Zhao Xiaobai, but when he saw Zhao Xiaobai coming, he hurriedly got up, with a little respect on his face: "I've seen Senior Brother Zhao, who is this?"
"This is Master's newly accepted disciple, Senior Brother Zhang Yang Zhang. Zhao Xiaobai's black and thin face scattered a smile, a little more majestic, Sect Master Yi Xuan did not do everything himself, most of the things were handled by Zhao Xiaobai, the deacon of the Internal Affairs Palace.
It can be said that Zhao Xiaobai is a well-deserved number two person in the Huoyun Sect.
"It turned out to be Senior Brother Zhang, congratulations to Senior Brother, Senior Brother is really a good fortune. The old monk guarding the Scripture Pavilion looked shocked, and immediately showed a little envy without concealing it, and bowed to Zhang Yang.
If he had the opportunity to be accepted as a disciple by the sect master, why would he stop at the middle stage of foundation building for the rest of his life, and his longevity would not be much? If he became the sect master's personal disciple and had more cultivation resources, he would surely be able to advance to the late stage of foundation building and look forward to the Jindan Dao! Even if it was just a glimmer of hope to form a golden pill, no monk would be willing to give up.
"I've seen my brother. Zhang Yang also arched his hand with a smile, but he couldn't see through the cultivation of the senior brother in front of him, now he is just a monk who has just entered the foundation building, and any monk who meets a foundation building seems to be higher than him!
With his mind turning, Zhang Yang suppressed the slightly fluttering psychology after building the advanced foundation, and secretly warned himself to be calm.
"Senior Brother Zhang is here to choose the exercises?" The old monk had a smile on his face, but he understood why Zhang Yang came, and said with a smile: "With the guidance of Senior Brother Zhao, I won't be ugly for my brother! Senior Brother Zhao's attainments in cultivation are far beyond those below. ”
"Junior brother come with me. Zhao Xiaobai was not shocked by this fluttering sycophant from the same door, just nodded, and then led Zhang Yang to the bookshelf on the second floor where the exercises and jade slips were placed.
Zhang Yang nodded with a smile to the elderly senior brother who was guarding the Scripture Pavilion, and followed with a move.
The old man didn't care, he sat back on the wooden chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, but the bitter color at the corner of his mouth showed that he had some waves in his heart, I don't know if he was envious of the good fortune of Zhao Xiaobai and Zhang Yang, or was he lamenting that there was not much longevity?
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