The so-called "spiritual weapon" is called a "spiritual weapon" entirely because it is born from heaven and earth, and once it is born, it carries the luck of heaven and earth. Of course, spiritual weapons are also divided into true and false spiritual weapons, true spiritual weapons are born in heaven and earth, and are generally born with more than 50,000 years of luck, and pseudo spiritual weapons are artificially made, and their own luck is infused into weapons or armor, and so on.

It is basically impossible to generate spiritual intelligence, but there are exceptions, you can continue to devour other pseudo-spiritual weapons to enhance your own luck, and when you reach more than 50,000 years, you can give birth to spiritual intelligence, general-level true spiritual weapons.

Obviously, the one of the Purple Family should be a true spirit weapon, whether it is a natural spirit weapon born from heaven and earth, or a pseudo spirit weapon artificially infused is unknown. However, judging from the fluctuations just now, there is a demonic nature in the luck, which must be artificially infused.

The naturally generated true spirit weapon is mellow and vast, and there will be no feelings, and it will change itself according to the mood of each owner, so as to reach the point of unity between man and machine.

Pseudo-spirit weapons are different, because they are artificial, in the process of plundering other pseudo-spirit weapons, a kind of demonic nature will be generated. Not only that, but it will not help his master, but it will continue to affect the master's character, making the master become a slave of the spiritual weapon, and if you want to drive such a pseudo-spiritual weapon, you must have a strong will to do it.

Huang Wuji looked at the direction of Zilin City, and made a decision in his heart about the true spirit weapon of the Zi family, and when he came back from Fang Wai, he must grab it.

The Baiyun Fortress is the most important border city of the Great Sui and is also the cordon to defend against the Great Barbarian Dynasty. If you want to enter the Great Barbarian Dynasty, you must pass through the interior of the Baiyun Fortress, otherwise, it is very easy to get lost in the surrounding mountains and mountains, and it is basically impossible to get out once you get lost.

Moreover, Baiyun Fortress belongs to a military powerhouse, and it is a military management system all year round, and everything big and small in the fortress is basically managed by the army. Unlike the ordinary gate guards in other cities, the army is very strict in terms of road guidance, and it is difficult to spend money to get in.

Of course, no road guide does not mean that you can't get in, in Huang Wuji's opinion, it is best to blend into the caravan, it is better to find a caravan to go to Daman, generally the caravan that can go to Daman's business will have some relationship more or less, and when checking, there is basically no need for a guy to show a certificate.

However, there is one thing that makes Huang Wuji's dignified Middle-earth overlords bow their heads and be a little guy, and they are unwilling in their hearts. However, if you want to break into the White Cloud Fortress, there are countless masters in the army, and it is simply looking for death to break through directly, and Huang Wuji has not been arrogant to this point.

Left and right, Huang Wuji chose to forbear, and found a caravan to blend into the White Cloud Fortress. When you enter the city, you need to lead the way, and you will not be checked when you go out of the city.

Thinking about something, Huang Wuji walked on the road alone, the sound of jingling bells came from behind, and he saw the dust behind him, and he didn't need to look to know that a large group of people were coming.

It's still four days away from the White Cloud Fortress, and it's a wilderness, and it's strange to suddenly encounter a child blocking the road as a buddy.

Huang Wuji quickly jumped into the woods next to him, put on a gorgeous set of clothes, and then tore all the clothes with his hands, as if there had been a violent fight, his face and hair were covered with dust, this time it was a self-destructive image.

The ringing of the bell was getting closer and closer, and Huang Wuji hurriedly ran to the road and lay on the side of the road pretending to be breathless, and shouted weakly: "Help, help?????? ！”。

Walking in the front, it was obviously the guard of the caravan, and at a glance he saw Huang Wuji lying on the ground, and the guard did not help him up indiscriminately. Instead, he turned back to the caravan and reported to a lean reply: "Chief, there is a child lying on the ground injured in front, we don't care!"

"There's a child lying there, is there anything strange around!" the chief steward suddenly became nervous when he heard the guard's words, and the most fearful thing in the wilderness was to rescue strangers casually, in case it was the robber's internal response, it would be doomed.

"No!" the guard quickly replied. The manager thought for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind and said to the guard: "Don't care, there is a child in the wilderness, something is wrong, tell the people in front to speed up!"

"But, sir, I see that the child has fine skin and tender flesh, and his clothes are very gorgeous, and he does not look like a robber!" said the guard, with some hesitation.

"Fool, you know what, robbers won't pass on good clothes to win sympathy!" said the chief, furious, and even a small guard dared to disagree with his order.

"Yes, yes, the subordinates are ignorant, let's do it!" the guard knelt on the ground in fright and apologized, then stood up and prepared to leave. At this time, a flamboyant voice sounded: "Boss, what's going on!"

"The young master is nothing, he just found a suspicious person!" the chief manager looked afraid of coming, and his tone was respectful and flattering.

"Oh, suspicious character, interesting, this son also wants to see it!" The young owner of the caravan suddenly became interested after listening to the words of the chief manager, and he was tired of doing nothing along the way, and was about to find something new to do.

"Young master, this is a wilderness, if there are accomplices, his subordinates can't afford it!" The chief wanted to stop the young owner of the caravan, but the young man's competitive spirit was so easy to extinguish, and the more he talked, the more he could arouse the competitive spirit in his heart.

In his opinion, he is a martial artist, and a few robbers are his opponents.

"I've decided, send someone to bring that suspicious figure over to me!" At this time, the young owner of the caravan walked up to the chief steward and stopped what the other party wanted to say.

The chief manager looked at his young master's firm eyes, and knew that there was no room for recovery, so he ordered the guards to carry Huang Wuji who was lying on the side of the road. The dusty Huang Wuji was carried in front of the young owner of the caravan.

Seeing Huang Wuji's miserable appearance, the young owner of the caravan covered his nose in disgust, then looked at the chief manager and asked, "This is the suspicious character you said!"

The steward nodded helplessly, glaring back at the guard. The young owner of the caravan looked left and right at Huang Wuji and did not look like a robber, the skin that made women jealous, the gorgeous clothes, all showed that he was a son of a family in front of him, how could he be a robber.

The young owner of the caravan looked at the chief manager suspiciously and asked: "Chief Wang, no matter how I look at it, I am a child, I should have met a robber, escaped and fainted on the side of the road, how can it be the robber's internal response!"

Manager Wang also saw Huang Wuji's appearance clearly at this time, his handsome cheeks that made people a little jealous, and the clothes made of handmade silk did not look like they could be bought by a bandit group.

Generally in Middle-earth, wearing ready-to-wear clothes made of silk are the children of princes, nobles or ministers, and ordinary wealthy merchants can only wear silk at most, and ordinary people can only wear linen coarse cloth.

After watching it for a long time, Mr. Wang relaxed a little, but his vigilance did not dare to relax easily. The more you get to the border, the more chaotic the situation becomes, full of robbers and robbers.

"Young master, look, we can't save this kid!" Manager Wang handed over the trouble to the young owner of the caravan, and even if something happened, he couldn't blame himself.

"Lift it to the car, and when you wake up, ask where you are coming from, and you are making plans!" The young owner of the caravan was not stupid, and he quickly understood what the chief manager of the king meant, but on the surface, he still looked like he was doing nothing, and said casually.

Mr. Wang nodded yes. The young owner of the caravan glanced at the manager Wang coldly, and he hated this manager who liked to play tricks.

Huang Wuji was carried into an empty car by two guards, and after the guards put him down, he left without hesitation. Huang Wuji's tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and a smile appeared on his face, if it weren't for a young master who appeared halfway, maybe he would fall short and find another caravan.

"That's a success!" Huang Wuji said with a self-deprecating smile and a self-muttering smile. While Huang Wuji was pretending to be unconscious, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was scouting on the side, and a white-bearded old man was taking his pulse.

When the white-bearded old man checked his pulse, Huang Wuji secretly used his spiritual power to mess up his pulse, making the white-bearded old man mistakenly think that he was in a coma caused by excessive fright.

In this way, no one in the caravan, including the chief manager Wang, doubted him. There was still one last day to go before the White Cloud Fortress, and Huang Wuji woke up and pretended to be scared and shouted, "What kind of place is this, what do you want to do!"

The little guy who was dozing in the carriage and horses woke up suddenly, looked at Huang Wuji in surprise and said, "It's great that you're awake!"

The little guy didn't care about Huang Wuji, and suddenly jumped out of the walking carriage, it seemed that he had gone to report the news. Huang Wuji guessed correctly, and the little servant led the manager Wang to the carriage.

When Manager Wang saw Huang Wuji who had woken up, he didn't have a smile on his face, and asked coldly: "Little ghost, you are from there, how did you pass out there!"

Manager Wang didn't talk nonsense and asked directly. In the few days that he was in a coma, Huang Wuji had already thought about it, and he pretended to be afraid to look at Manager Wang and said intermittently: "I am Zihui, a descendant of the Zilin City Zi family, and I followed my father and mother to the Baiyun Fortress a few days ago to talk about the sound, who knew that a group of monsters appeared on the road to surround us, and my father, mother, and Steward Hong were all dead, and I don't know how I escaped!"

"What, you are a member of the Zi family in Zilin City!" Manager Wang was secretly taken aback, looked Huang Wuji up and down, and continued to ask in a puzzled tone: "You said that you are a member of the Zi family, what evidence is there!"

"Hmph!" Huang Wuji deliberately showed some of the unique arrogance of the children of the family and looked at Mr. Wang: "Who are you, tell you, my sister Zilan is amazing, be careful that I sue you after seeing my sister!"

"Zilan!" This name is a little familiar to Manager Wang, and after thinking about it carefully, he immediately exclaimed: "You said that the eldest lady of the Zi family, Zilan, is your sister!"

Huang Wuji pretended to be arrogant, raised his neck and glanced at Manager Wang with disdain. Chief Manager Wang seemed to be a little disbelieving, looked at Huang Wuji and asked, "You said that you are from the Purple Family, what token can you use!"

"Of course there is!" Huang Wuji confidently touched his body, his face suddenly stepped down, and he said with a depressed expression: "The token has fallen, you send me to the White Cloud Fortress, and I will find someone from the Zi family to testify!"

"Boy, don't try to lie to me, the token has been dropped, shouldn't you be lying!" Mr. Wang sneered, obviously not believing Huang Wuji's words.

"Okay, you dare to doubt me, I asked Grandpa Fat and Grandpa Di to kill you!" Huang Wuji pretended to look at Manager Wang angrily, looking angry.

"Fat grandpa, grandpa xiao!" The Zi family is now powerful, and Manager Wang also pays a lot of attention to the Zi family, and immediately thought of the fat and purple killing of the two elders of the Zi family, isn't it just one fat and one thin. Thinking of the names of the Purple Killing Twin Elders, when he heard Huang Wuji's words, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and his doubts were much less.

"Do you really know the Purple Killing Elders!" said Manager Wang cautiously. "What purple kills the two elders, anyway, Grandpa Fat and Grandpa Di are the best to me, whoever bullies me, they will kill whom!" Huang Wuji's heart was about to bloom, and he couldn't think of a casual flicker, and Mr. Wang, the goblin and goblin guy, also began to be afraid.

At the same time, Huang Wuji also proved that the news of the fat old man's death had not yet spread, or that the Zi family could not be sure. Then, the Zi family must not know that they are fierce beasts, and if they want to go to Nine Border City for certification, it will take almost a month to come and go quickly.

Now that he still has enough time, as long as he is out of the White Cloud Fortress, the threat of the Zi family can be temporarily thrown out of the clouds.

"Since you are the young master of the Zi family, then when you wait for the Baiyun Fortress, I will arrange for someone from the Zi family to pick you up, you can rest in peace!" After speaking, Manager Wang left.

At the moment when Manager Wang stepped out of the carriage, a strange smile appeared on his face.

(End of chapter)