Chapter 39: The Treasure Pavilion

Seeing Qin Yi's serious face, the fat man knew that he was not joking, so he nodded heavily, looked at the heart goggles, and put them in the storage bag.

"It's just a spiritual weapon, why take it so seriously" Qin Yi saw that the fat man had accepted it, and deliberately teased in order to make the atmosphere lighter.

The fat man scratched his head, smiled innocently, and did not speak.

The flying sword continued to fly forward, and at this time, the surrounding air became moist and dimmed, Qin Yi looked into the distance, and found that there was a small basin surrounded by four mountains in the distance, and these four mountains were surrounded by raging rivers.

Qin saw that the two elders stopped not far away, and hurriedly greeted the fat man, speeding up his flight.

Qin Yi flew to the two elders and found that there was a huge light curtain in front of him, but this light curtain was very faint. Qin Yi took a closer look at this light curtain and found that this light curtain was so big that it actually surrounded the four mountains and the surrounding rivers.

Seeing that Qin Yi and the fat man had arrived, the white-robed old man closed his eyes and pinched the law in his hand. However, this time, the time to pinch the magic decision was far beyond Qin Yi's understanding, and Qin Yi felt that the time consumed by the white-robed old man to pinch the magic decision was enough to launch dozens of small spells by himself.

The gesture of the white-robed old man slowly slowed down, he suddenly opened his eyes, took out a piece of rune paper and threw it in, and a hole appeared in front of Qin Yi and the others.

"The Treasure Pavilion of our sect master's lineage is located on the mountainside of the east side, the three of you go in by yourself, and come out on your own after getting it," the white-robed old man pointed to the east mountain and looked at Elder Wang next to him without a trace.

When Qin Yi and the three of them heard his words, they bowed respectfully to him, and flew in along the small mouth.

At this time, Mu Lingfei was behind Qin Yi and the fat man, after all, he did not belong to the sect master's lineage, and he didn't dare to fly in front of him in this.

Qin Yi and the fat man glanced at each other, and they both smiled, they both saw Mu Ling's thoughts, but they didn't say anything, but flew towards the big mountain to the east.

When he reached the top of the eastern mountain, Qin Yi was shocked by the scene below, there was a huge formation in the center of the small disk, and the countless white runes in the formation shone brightly, illuminating the four surrounding mountains.

Qin Yi looked at the huge magic array, and suddenly understood something, he took a closer look at the mountains and the surrounding rivers, and found that there were runes flashing inside the mountains and rivers, and the huge light curtain outside couldn't help but rely on the formation of the small disk, and also relied on the four mountains and rivers.

"Is this a formation arranged by relying on the terrain?" Qin Yi muttered.

If some formations rely on the combination of rivers and mountains, they can exert a power far beyond the formation itself.

"Fatty, the Treasure Pavilion of our Sect Master's lineage is like this, and the Treasure Pavilion of the Great Elder Ma lineage doesn't know how, but it doesn't seem that a low-level spiritual weapon needs to be so bothered, right?" Qin Yi asked.

"The two treasure pavilions in our Zixia Sect have existed not long after the establishment of the Zixia Sect, after such a long time of accumulation, there are a lot of spiritual weapons, magic weapons, elixirs, exercises, etc., the lowest level of magic weapons stored in the Treasure Pavilion is a low-level spiritual weapon, and this low-level spiritual weapon is likely to be one of the parts of some high-level spiritual weapons or treasure weapons. The fat man put his hands behind his back, and his voice pretended to be old.

"Parts, do you mean that some of the low-level spirit weapons here may be parts of a magic weapon?" Qin Yi asked in surprise.

The fat man didn't answer, but nodded deeply.

Qin Yi couldn't help but nodded, so this spiritual weapon was Xiaobi's most important reward.

Qin Yi patted the fat man's arm and said with a smile. "Don't pretend, let's go inside".

The fat man smiled, let go of his hands, and followed Qin Yi to fly inside.

Inside, Qin Yi looked at the mountainside to the east and found that the mountain above the mountainside had been hollowed out, and there was a quaint three-story pavilion standing there.

The construction method of that pavilion is very special, Qin Yi has never seen a pavilion with this kind of construction method for so long since he came to this world, and the construction method of this pavilion should be the construction method of a long time ago.

Qin Yi glanced at the fat man, and the flying sword flew forward, landing in a small clearing in front of the pavilion.

Qin Yi's gaze slowly looked up at this pavilion, Qin Yi didn't recognize what the building material of this pavilion was, but the faint spiritual power fluctuations of the building material showed that it was extraordinary.

Qin Yi's last gaze rested on the quaint plaque in the center of the pavilion, on which there were three characters that had been blurred and mutilated by countless years, but the general glyphs could still be generally recognized.

Qin Yiyi could recognize the word 'treasure' in the middle, but he couldn't recognize the other two characters, and the font on it was an ancient font.

The ancient font, although it has undergone countless years of erosion, but that kind of simple artistic conception deeply affected Qin Yi, Qin Yi's character originally liked this kind of ancient things, at this time people stood there dumbfounded, stunned.

"Brother Qin, let's go" The fat man pushed Qin Yiyi.

Qin Yi slowly came back to his senses at this time, hummed softly, and raised his feet and walked inside.

Coming to the door of the Treasure Pavilion, Qin Yi felt that there should be someone inside, so he pulled the fat man to stop, and Mu Ling behind him stopped when he saw Qin Yi and the two of them stop.

"The top three new initiation disciples came to select the spirit weapon, is there any senior?" Qin Yi bowed respectfully and said in a loud voice.

At this time, there was no other sound in the entire Treasure Pavilion except for the "whirring" sound of the mountain wind.

The door in front of Qin Yi opened slowly, and a long "squeak" sound came out.

The wooden door in front was opened, and in front of Qin Yi, there was an old man with white hair who was reclining on a wooden chair and looking at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi was stunned by fright, the skin on the old man's face in front of him collapsed weakly, especially the wrinkles in his eyes, which were almost close to his nose.

Qin Yi smiled at him unnaturally, bowed to him, he saw the fat man who was stunned beside him, and hurriedly pushed him, only then did he react and bow to him.

The old man's eyes still kept staring at Qin, and when Qin saw that he didn't react, he kept a bent posture.

Time passed slowly, and the entire Treasure Pavilion fell silent again.

After a while, the old man nodded slowly, and as Qin Yi made a gesture and motioned for them to go to the left, he closed his wrinkled eyes.

Qin Yi glanced at the fat man and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, he made a gesture to the fat man, signaling him to make a smaller move.

He glanced at the old man who had closed his eyes at this time, bowed to him again, and walked lightly inside.

The fat man and Mu Ling looked at the old man on the wooden chair with unnatural expressions, and also lightly followed behind Qin Yi.

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