Of course, two hundred disciples who were selected out of thousands of disciples were lucky disciples, but some of the lucky ones in the world were not lucky at all.

The Night Owl does not randomly choose among the thousands of disciples, he counts the top two hundred disciples according to the qualifications of those disciples, so there is no fairness brought by randomness, so there is no question of being lucky or unlucky.

Even if Xiao Yong didn't like the Mo Sect rebuilt by the Night Owl very much, he would not have any opinion on the way the Night Owl was selected.

All he cared about was the mutilated magic weapon that was suspected to be the ninth immortal artifact from ancient times, and he also picked it up to check it when the night owl went to choose someone.

The ninth Immortal Interception Sacred Weapon will appear according to the image of the most desirable thing between heaven and earth at that time, the so-called most should have is the most lacking, what is the most lacking thing in the current cultivation realm, Xiao Yong has nothing to understand.

In ancient times, it was even more distant from now, and Xiao Yong naturally didn't know anything, but since that mutilated magic weapon was in the form of a magic weapon, if it was really the ninth immortal holy weapon at that time, it meant that the thing that should have appeared at that time was the magic weapon.

Thinking about it, Xiao Yong can also imagine the reason.

The monks in ancient times didn't know if it was because of the laws of heaven and earth, or because they themselves had better qualifications than today's monks, in short, there were really many masters at that time.

The reason why masters are masters is that they can shake the earth with a wave of their hands.

At that time, the masters relied more on spells and themselves, and they relied on magic weapons, but they were definitely not as serious as they are now, the main reason was that the cultivation of the monk realm at that time was too fast, and the magic weapons refined some time ago were completely useless after a while.

For this reason, they don't waste materials and experience to refine the magic weapon of a good life, after all, they have that time, it is better to concentrate on cultivation and cultivation to improve their own realm and achieve the purpose of improving their strength.

In this way, the magic weapons in ancient times were indeed a little small compared to the many masters at that time.

Perhaps it is precisely this kind of appearance that has led to the appearance of the ninth Immortal Interception Sacred Weapon in the form of a magic weapon.

"It's the magic weapon that looks like a plate......"

Round, shallow, if you fill in its imperfections, it is indeed very much like a plate.

Such a magic weapon of this shape, how to use it or something, the courage of good fighting can come up with a lot in an instant, such as a flying saucer that harvests people's heads, such as a shield to resist attacks, such as directly suppressing people and so on.

Xiao Yong's interest in this magic weapon stems from the aura on its body that is similar to but higher than the Immortal Interception Sacred Weapon, he wants to use it to understand the ninth Immortal Interception Sacred Weapon, since it is for this purpose, he does not mind refining this mutilated magic weapon, and first turning it into his own magic weapon.

It's just refining the magic weapon, this is a simple and easy thing for Xiao Yong, after all, the immortal light brought by the Mortal Seal has the ability to easily erase all the imprints such as the divine consciousness and divine thoughts left on the magic weapon.

But this time, simple and easy things did not appear, and the sacrifice of courage and courage was refined for a while, and there was no sign of refining it.

In the process of refining again, Xiao Yong felt it carefully, and found that it was not that the refining was too difficult, but that he and this magic weapon were ...... Missed.

The higher the level of the magic weapon, the more picky they are, they will choose their masters, and the monks who are not recognized by them, even if the monks are big and high, it is difficult to become their masters, but if they recognize whoever they are, even if the other party is still a mortal, they are willing to condescend to the other party's hands.

Xiao Yong had also heard about this, but he didn't think that just talking about it could break his control of such a magic weapon.

Xiao Yong continued to use immortal light, divine sense, qilin true intent and other means to continue to try to refine the mutilated magic weapon.

But no matter how much he continued, the goal of courage was still not achieved.

Xiao Yong frowned, and then tried to use the power of transformation.

The power of transformation, which should have been invincible, was also frustrated this time, and it failed to help Xiao Yong achieve his goal.

Xiao Yong was slightly annoyed, and then slightly vigilant.

He was annoyed by the stubbornness of this broken magic weapon, and he was annoyed that he could never refine it.

Vigilance, brave and vigilant nature is a crippled state and an ownerless magic weapon, it is so unrefining, it must be a terrible existence in its entirety, and what a powerful thing it should be to belong to the ninth immortal holy weapon that belongs to the same level.

For such things, Xiao Yong really didn't know what price his side needed to pay to destroy it.

"Also, if it is refined by people, and the person who refines it is our enemy, then we will be in trouble......"

The "it" that Xiao Yong said was refined by people naturally refers to the mutilated magic weapon in his hand at this moment.

It is a fragment of the ninth Immortal Interception Sacred Weapon in ancient times, and it proves that it is extraordinary with its difficulty in refining, if it is really refined by the enemy, it is indeed not a good thing.

"Why don't you destroy you before you find a new master?"

This is a way to completely cut off trouble, that is, with the rise of such a method as Xiao Yong, he clearly felt the strange fluctuations coming from the mutilated magic weapon in his hand.

Xiao Yong noticed it and grinned: "If you don't want to be destroyed by me, you will be refined by me obediently." ”

Xiao Yong is to treat the mutilated magic weapon in his hand as a thinking and conscious existence, so as to negotiate conditions with it.

There are strange fluctuations in the mutilated magic weapon, but it is not like it is willing to become a magic weapon of Xiao Yong, Xiao Yong savored the meaning of this strange fluctuation, and vaguely had a guess.

"You want me to take you to your new master?" Xiao Yong snorted softly, "Why? Why should I help you do this? ”

"Besides," Xiao Yong's voice was slightly cold, "who knows if your new master is an enemy or a friend? If it is my enemy, then wouldn't it be a kind of cocoon for me to give you to him?"

"That's not a worry. ”

A word came, and with the word came, someone arrived.

Qiushui Tianxin, she came, and with her, there was a little baby who was held by her.

That baby was none other than Xiao Rong, the brave baby daughter.

Xiao Yong's eyes lit up, and he said, "What does the head of Tianxin mean is that Xiao Rong'er is its new owner?"

But when you think about it, you are brave and frowning, is this really a great thing?