Therefore, many Jindan monks came to the door and asked them to refine the natal magic weapon on their behalf.

To be honest, Ling Xian hadn't considered this option.

But after careful consideration, I gave up.

Your own situation is different.

The Thousand Jiao Knife is not an ordinary treasure at all.

The degree of preciousness is completely incomparable, as the saying goes, the puppet is not guilty, although the Baiqiao Courtyard has always had a good reputation, but Ling Xian thinks that it is the treasure that they have not encountered that makes their hearts flutter.

Otherwise, among the immortal cultivators, there is no shortage of treacherous people......

Of course, it doesn't mean that Baiqiao Yuan will definitely plot his own treasure, but this possibility is not trivial, all in all, Ling Xian is not willing to take risks.

It is better to ask for others than for yourself, but it is not easy to master the alchemy technique, for a while, Ling Xian didn't know what to do, after thinking about it, he still walked towards the Baiqiao Courtyard.

Shop around before you decide.

Thinking like this, Ling Xian walked towards the magnificent building in front of him.

After entering, the area is much larger than I imagined, and the long counters are all made of nanmu.

Antique, and in the counter, there are rows of treasures, swords, guns, swords, halberds, not only including eighteen kinds of weapons, but also some strangely shaped side door treasures.

Each of them shines with a gorgeous luster, and the original unusual stalls are comparable, and at first glance, they are the handiwork of the master refiner.

In addition to ordinary spiritual weapons, there are also armor and armor here.

All kinds of exquisite armor, at a critical moment, it can also have a life-saving effect, Ling Xian also saw that his eyes were hot, of course, the level of these armors was too low, for him. But it's hard to be useful.

"Senior, may I ask, what can I serve?"

At this moment, a respectful voice came into his ears, and Ling Xian turned his head and saw a man in a green robe.

But seventeen or eighteen years old. The cultivation is extremely low, and there is a sign of Baiqiao Gate on the clothes.

Needless to say, it must be an outer disciple of the sect who took over the task of the sect, so he is a waiter here.

Seeing Ling Xian turn his head, the young man of the Baiqiao Sect lowered his eyebrows more and more, and the person in front of him was the Jindan Ancestor, who was an unattainable figure for him: "May I ask the seniors whether they want to buy treasures or provide materials." Let's do it for you?"

"These armors are not badly made, but the level is a little too low. ”

Ling Xian said lightly.

He's not a drunkard, but buying a suit of armor can also be counted as throwing stones to ask for directions.

"The predecessor wants to buy armor, and it just so happens that we have a refining master here, and some time ago, he just refined a set of armor, and the quality is excellent. For a Jindan powerhouse like you, it is the most suitable. ”

"Oh?"

A hint of interest appeared on Ling Xian's face.

"If the seniors don't dislike it. Come with me and go to the backyard to talk about it in detail?" said the young man in Tsing Yi warmly and respectfully.

"Okay, let's see!"

Ling Xian was noncommittal.

"Senpai, please. ”

The other party was overjoyed, and hurriedly led the way in front, if he could facilitate this deal, the contribution of the sect would be indispensable.

So the passage through the cloister twists and turns. Soon came to the backyard, along the bluestone paved road, but the two of them walked farther and farther.

"I'm sorry senior, this master likes to be quiet, so the place where he lives is a little remote. It's also a little farther away. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Ling Xian waved his hand, with his city government, he naturally didn't care about trivial matters.

In this way, after walking for a while, a quiet courtyard finally appeared in front of me.

Hidden in a bamboo forest, the environment is really quiet and unrefined.

Ling Xian's face couldn't help but show admiration, but at this moment, a noise came from the courtyard: "A few senior brothers and sisters, the old man's bones are not cold, you just do this, isn't it too much?"

"Little junior sister, don't say it so nicely, the master and his old man are souls returning to the underworld, and they should be inherited by a few of us, how can you let you get the benefits alone, if you obediently hand over that thing, we will naturally not embarrass you." At this time, in the courtyard, ********, dressed in palace clothes, spoke greedily.

"Yes, little junior sister, you have always been the most favored by the master, and the master even did not hesitate to spend a lot of real yuan to help you wash the marrow of the I Ching, otherwise, with your qualifications, how could you have such a cultivation in just a few decades, you are also a disciple of the master, you have obtained too many benefits, you are content, I advise you to obediently hand over the treasure left by the master and his old man, otherwise...... Don't blame our senior brothers for not talking about the same feelings. This time it was an old man in a gray robe with a wrinkled face who spoke, and when he said the threatening words, he still had a sad face.

"Senior sister, you are just a foundation-level immortal cultivator, how can one person get so many treasures, what's more, do you have the ability to take treasures, instead of looking at the treasure map, it is difficult to gain anything, it is better to hand it over obediently, we have obtained the treasure, and naturally we will not forget to give you a share of it." Another blue-robed man with a handsome face, his face was cold and seductive.

"Senior brother and sister, I really don't have a treasure map in my hand, and I don't know where the master and his old man hid the treasure?"

A gentle voice came to the ears, and it sounded like a yellow bird out of the valley.

"Okay, okay, little junior sister, you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, since you don't know whether you live or die, don't blame a few of us, you are ruthless, you will be drained and refined, I don't believe it, I can't find the clue of the treasure map. The voice of the woman in the palace dress came to her ears, but it carried a chilling viciousness.

"Draw souls and refine souls, and kill each other with the same door, so you are not afraid of punishment by the door rules?"

"Door rules, little junior sister, you are still too naïve. ”

"Yes, we are all disciples of Baiqiaomen, but so what, when the master and his old man were here, you could be on an equal footing with us because of your favor, but now that the master has fallen, what qualifications do you have......"

"Recognize the reality, you are just a small foundation building period cultivator, even if we draw your soul to refine your soul, do you think that the sect will punish a few of us Jindan monks for the sake of a mere foundation building disciple, why are you, just rely on the foundation building to be a refiner, but what is the great thing about the refiner, I don't have a thousand but eight hundred. ”

The gray-robed old man's face was full of ridicule, and Ling Xian's expression was a little strange, he was just throwing stones to ask for directions, and by the way, he saw the armor armor, he never expected to encounter such a scene.

Ling Xian is very familiar with the disputes of the same door, with his city government, he naturally doesn't want to meddle in anything, and is about to quit, but at this moment, he heard a broken cry in his ears: "Who is sneakily hiding outside, let me in." (To be continued.) )