Chapter 58： rusty sword

This Chunyang snow melting mirror was finally photographed by a monk with a cold temperament and a blue lotus mask.

One of the middle-stage foundation-establishment cultivators with an expressionless face standing behind the late-stage foundation-establishment cultivators picked up the magic weapon and walked to the last cultivator with the blue lotus mask.

This second-level low-grade magic weapon can emit a cold light attack, which can not only slow down the actions of monks, but even the magic weapon will fly three points slower than normal when it is illuminated by the cold light.

The monk uses the Chunyang Snow-melting Mirror to grasp the timing when fighting, and it can catch people by surprise. It is a very good magic weapon when used well, but Zhang Shiping thinks more in his heart, in case he encounters other monks who use this type of magic weapon. The magic weapon, I was caught off guard, what should I do, if I don't prepare first, then there will be no place to regret it.

But this magical weapon can only be used by ice-type monks with different spiritual roots to achieve the greatest power. If it is used by other spiritual root monks, the power will be greatly reduced. It cannot exert the power of this magic weapon at all. Threats are too tasteless among foundation cultivators.

Zhang Shiping recalled the news he had seen earlier. Of course, it was only the foundation-building monks of the Jiaozuo Zong who knew about it. The monks who came to the venue could only judge based on their own experience. Careful monks can easily miss this news.

Among the hundred or so foundation-building monks present, only a few foundation-building monks who really needed the Chunyang Snowmelting Mirror bid for the auction. The other foundation-building monks had no plans for such a too restrictive magic weapon.

After the expressionless middle-stage monk took back the spirit stone, he walked back to the stage, and the late-stage monk of Jiaozuo Zong then took out a pagoda-shaped magic weapon from the storage bag. Reddish brown, each floor has an arched tower door.

"This seven-story Hongling Pagoda is for..."

The pagoda he took out is an earth-attribute attack weapon, a second-order middle-grade magic weapon, and it has the effect of breaking the ban. There are many more monks who look at this pagoda than the first one. Ye Wushuang, a monk with a belly without a mask, took it down.

Zhang Shiping looked at the prices of the first two second-order magical artifacts, counted the spirit stones in his storage bag, then silently withdrew from his consciousness, and turned to look at the prices temporarily placed on him by the Zongmen to prevent low prices or Unbeatable Lingshi, he gently stroked the storage bag, the face under the mask was radiant.

The speed of the auction was very fast, one piece after another. Zhang Shiping, a senior brother in the later stage of foundation establishment of the sect, had already taken out 30 treasures, including magic weapons, ores, elixir, etc., among which Zhang Shiping took one

Among them was a piece of copper essence the size of a baby's fist, which aroused competition among dozens of monks present.

Any kind of essence of the five elements is extremely precious, and the process of birth is extremely difficult. This piece of copper essence was obtained by Ma Hua, a Jindan monk of Jiaozuo Zongzong, who used the golden elixir real fire to smelt several thousand catties of red copper. After more than half a year, he obtained a small piece of A piece of copper essence comes.

This five-element essence is the material for forging natal magic weapons. Although there is no natal magic weapon among the foundation-building cultivators, this five-element essence can greatly enhance the power of the magic weapon after it is integrated into its own magic weapon. Every time it appears, it will cause the foundation-building monks Even the competition of Jindan monks.

Just when Zhang Shiping was feeling bored, the senior brother Zhu Ji on the stage took out a rusty long sword, "I wonder if fellow daoists have heard of Venerable Wan Jian?"

"Zhao Daoyou, are you talking about the Venerable Wanjian who has crushed Nanzhou for thousands of years?" Zhang Shiping looked in the direction of the source of the voice. It was a mask with a grimace. Sex makes people unable to judge men and women, and from his tone, he knows this late-stage monk of Jiaozuo Zong.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to say that this rusty sword is related to Venerable Wanjian? It's too ridiculous." A smiling monk with two horns answered the question.

"This sword used to be one of the six swords inherited from my Wanjianmen. Of course, it has something to do with Venerable Wanjian." On the field, a middle-sized man with white eyebrows and hair took off the cloak on his head, and put the mask upside down on the table. Up, took two steps up, the figure changed, and unexpectedly walked to the side of the monk surnamed Zhao in Jiaozuo Zong, and easily took the rusty sword from his hand and stroked it gently.

"You are?" The monk surnamed Zhao was about to say something, but he was frightened by the man's eyes and couldn't speak. Zhang Shiping looked at the monk next to Senior Brother Wang, and he could make this late-stage foundation-establishment monk speechless at a glance. The strength of the backhand, even in the early stage of Golden Core, I am afraid that this cannot be done. In this way, this person's cultivation base is unimaginable. Zhang Shiping, like most people on the field, wants to leave the field slowly, and does not want to be involved in this vortex. middle.

"Come out, old monster Wang, you took out my Wanjianmen's inherited sword, didn't you want to lure me out?" the monk with white eyebrows and hair said softly.

At this time, Zhang Shiping has already walked gently to the position near the door like everyone else, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Hearing that person calling Old Monster Wang, he immediately thought of the ancestor of the sect, and he walked faster.

A short and fat monk wearing a collared costume suddenly appeared at the auction, "Can you tell me your name, I didn't expect another Nascent Soul to appear in Wanjianmen. You should be cautious, if you come this time It’s you, the old man will keep you no matter what he says.”

"If I, Li Jingqing, were not careful, wouldn't I be following in the footsteps of my ancestor Wanjianmen three hundred years ago?" The man didn't even look at Old Monster Wang, only seeing the rusty sword in his eyes, "Old Monster Wang, you Don't worry, sooner or later I will get back my Wanjianmen inheritance from your six sects." He gently put down the rusty sword.

Turning to look at Old Monster Wang, "If you want to do something, do it earlier, but if you destroy my clone, I will kill a golden core in your sect." This monk with white eyebrows and hair is just a It carries the avatar of Li Jingqing Yuanying monk with a trace of Yuanshen.

In the end, the old monster of Jiaozuo Zong Wang looked at the other party and didn't attack directly.

Zhang Shiping left the room and immediately flew out of the tiankeng. He didn't want to get involved in the disputes of high-ranking monks, but after a cup of tea, he drove the flying magic weapon back.

He touched the token of the Zongmen, from which came the order of Jindan monk Ma Hua to let the foundation-building monks in the Fangshi auction go back. Zhang Shiping knew that the matter just now had subsided, otherwise Zongmen Jindan would not Tell them these Foundation Establishment monks to go back.

After returning back, Zhang Shiping handed over the spirit stones, and flew back to the sect together in Uncle Ma's flying boat.

Among the several foundation establishments on the flying boat, a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment asked about Ma Hua's situation just now, but he didn't get any answer, so the sect stopped asking.

When the flying boat arrived within the scope of the Jiaozuo Zongmen, Zhang Shiping flew down halfway and headed for the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.