Chapter 312: Spirit Gathering Magic Weapon

Lu Ping heard that this kind of "invisible water" was actually related to the invisible sword technique given to him by the sixth senior sister, and it was also the basis of a kind of swordsmanship, and his heart was already a surprise, but Lu Ping's expression was still unmoving.

"Although the fairy's 'invisible water' is said to have a wonderful effect, this kind of spiritual water will only exert the greatest power after being combined with the invisible sword technique, if there is no invisible sword technique to use this invisible effect, this kind of spiritual water is only somewhat useful in the case of the monk is motionless, once the battle occurs, the invisible spell will inevitably be broken, and at that time, the effect of the invisible water will be even worse than the essence of Kwai water. ”

Lu Pingyuan wanted to agree, but unexpectedly, Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren next to him suddenly spoke.

Lu Ping was stunned for a moment, and finally didn't open his mouth to agree, and listened to Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren finish speaking, Liang Xuanfeng's words were actually reminding Lu Ping not to be tempted by the name of "Invisible Water", but he didn't know that Lu Ping had already learned the Invisible Sword Technique.

Huang Tingjian, the head of the real person, also said at this time: "I have also heard of the names of the Feiling Sect's 'Invisible Water' and Invisible Sword Technique, but since the fall of the Flying Spirit Sect, the inheritance has been scattered a lot, but this Invisible Sword Technique has never been seen again, and I think that the various factions in Beihai have never obtained the inheritance of this set of sword techniques from the Feiling Sect back then, so it is a pity to say that this 'Invisible Water' is a pity." ”

Lu Ping didn't move, he had already seen that Fairy Sun attached great importance to this fair, first took out the jade liquid and clear water to exchange for the three thousand year spirit grass, and now used the invisible water to exchange the ten thousand poisonous pulp, as if there was some urgent use.

Sure enough, Huang Tingjian's seemingly unintentional words were actually to make Lu Ping give up the "invisible water" and choose to condense his protective qi in the sword washing pool of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect.

Fairy Sun's face flashed with anger, but it was Lu Ping who happened to catch it, Lu Ping was sure in his heart that this Fairy Sun was afraid that there was something unspeakable, and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect seemed to be the one in the know, although the two did not tear off the skin, but the Sky Splitting Sword Sect was now somewhat suspected of taking advantage of the fire to rob.

Does this ten thousand poisonous slurry have any functions that he doesn't know? Lu Ping groped his chin and thought to himself.

However, this "invisible water" Lu Ping must get it, Lu Ping thought about it, his mind moved slightly, and a subtle voice reached Liang Xuanfeng's real ears.

Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren hid the surprise in his heart by drinking tea, and after putting down the teacup, he said: "The Sword Washing Pool is indeed a rare treasure for the monks who condense their Qi, but in the Sword Washing Pool, the monks of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect have practiced, quenched, and washed their swords, and there are many insights of the predecessors of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect who practiced swords. Gengjin essence and killing and destroying qi, if my master and nephew are cultivating an attack supernatural power, then the sword washing pool is indeed the only choice, but what he condenses is the protective qi, and what he cultivates is the water attribute exercise, but the sword washing pool contains a little metallic essence, but it is quite a hindrance to the purity of the protective qi. ”

Huang Tingjian Zhenren heard Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren say this, and said with a smile: "What Brother Liang said is true, but washing the sword pool is also quite helpful for Lu Xiao to comprehend swordsmanship and improve his cultivation. ”

Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren smiled slightly, but he didn't answer, obviously refusing obviously, but Fairy Sun, who was originally a little disappointed on the side, had a light in his eyes, and then he realized something, his lips opened slightly, but there was no sound legend.

Everyone knew that this was Fairy Sun using the sound transmission spell, but Lu Ping's face was suddenly stunned, and then he thought about it and said: "Since this is the case, then exchange with Fairy Sun's invisible water, and the next exercise has taken the word 'pure', although 'invisible water' is not driven by the invisible sword technique, it will be a lot less magical, but at least it is a strange thing of heaven and earth with water attributes, although the sword washing pool is good, but the gold and iron killing qi is too heavy, but it can only be missed." ”

Lu Ping's "invisible water" was in his hands, and he also got a secret promise from Fairy Sun, and his heart was already happy.

Huang Tingjian Zhenren glanced at Fairy Sun and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Fairy Sun for getting his wish, but this time Uncle Immeasurable may be able to turn the corner." ”

Fairy Sun, who had ten thousand poisonous pulps, originally had some information, and after listening to Huang Tingjian's words, his face turned gloomy in an instant, and he glanced at Huang Tingjian's real person, but his eyes were not good, but the other real people present were thoughtful, and many of them had bright eyes, obviously sensing something from the words of the two, but Lu Ping was not from the East China Sea, and he didn't know much about the situation of the major forces under the jurisdiction of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

Lu Ping looked at Chu Ting on the side, and secretly said that the "distinguished guest" has been operating in the East China Sea for many years, and the hidden power is huge, and one of the twenty-four pavilion masters may know something, but Chu Ting also rolled his eyes.

"This is not Miss Ben's area!"

Lu Ping shrugged, but listened to Huang Tingjian's true humanity: "But it's the turn of the real person to shine the treasure!"

When Lu Ping looked, he saw that Huang Tingjian's real hand drew a circle in front of him, and an object suddenly appeared in the circle that Huang Tingjian's real person had transformed.

The cultivators in the quiet room were all curious about what kind of treasure Huang Tingjian would come up with, and they all looked at the floating thing in front of Huang Tingjian's real person.

This is, this is a teapot?

Everyone naturally let Chu Huang Tingjian take out this teapot as the finale of this trade fair, so this teapot must have its uniqueness.

However, dozens of divine thoughts were entangled in the quiet room, but they found that this teapot was ordinary, neither like a magic weapon, nor a magic weapon, if there was anything peculiar, it was that many monks could not distinguish what the material used to make this teapot itself was.

Lu Ping sat next to Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren, and he knew Liang Xuanfeng's every move best, just when the teapot of Huang Tingjian Zhenren Realm was taken out, Lu Ping obviously felt that Liang Xuanfeng's real person's body trembled slightly, as if he had found something that alarmed him.

When Lu Ping's gaze pretended to inadvertently sweep over Liang Xuanfeng's real person, he couldn't find any clues from his face.

Cultivating to the realm of Liang Xuanfeng's real person, if it weren't for their intentions, there were very few things in the cultivation world that could affect their state of mind, and hundreds of years of experience had already given them a state of mind that they could bear calmly even in the face of a reduction in their longevity and a big loss in their cultivation.

Lu Ping was curious about how the ordinary teapot in front of him could disturb the state of mind of a ninth-level cultivator of the Forging Dan, you must know that even if Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren was damaged in his own origin and it might be difficult for his cultivation to progress, he still talked and laughed with Lu Ping, looking calm and light, and not invaded by foreign objects.

Huang Tingjian Zhenren saw that this teapot had whetted the appetite of everyone in the quiet room, so he said: "This teapot is actually a magic weapon. ”

Many real people in the quiet room are a little unconvinced, if it is a magic weapon, why did everyone not find the existence of a forbidden treasure in it.

Looking at the expressions of the monks in the quiet room, Huang Tingjian Zhenren smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and took off the lid of the teapot, and a pure aura gushed out from the teapot, everyone was surprised, and then the divine thoughts went deep into the inside of the teapot, but they found that the inside of the teapot was actually engraved with two treasure bans.

"Sure enough, it's a magic weapon. ”

"It's not just a magic weapon, is this a magic weapon?"

"Cave Heaven Magic Weapon, could it be that the Crystal Palace hopes to find the space magic weapon that hides the Spirit Grass Garden in the Chongxuan Cave Mansion, how did it become a magic weapon again?"

"What Cave Heaven Magic Weapon, which Cave Heaven Magic Weapon will have such a small space in it?"

"Also, this magic weapon is strange, how can the aura in it be so pure. ”

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Huang Tingjian Zhenren saw that everyone was looking at him suspiciously, so he coughed and said, "I don't know if you have heard of the Spirit Gathering Pot?"

"What, this is the magic weapon of Gathering Spirits?"

"What is a Spirit Gathering Pot?"

Some of the monks in the quiet room asked in surprise, and some were puzzled, Lu Ping was one of the people who were puzzled, and Liang Xuanfeng was just right to show a look of surprise like everyone else.

Huang Tingjian Zhenren glanced at Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren and turned his head away, but Lu Ping was a little pretentious no matter how he looked at Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren, perhaps because when Liang Xuanfeng Zhenren appeared in the Spirit Gathering Pot just now, the inexplicable shaking of his body made Lu Ping have a preconceived concept.

The spiritual vein is one of the foundations of the monk's cultivation, and it is also the fundamental place where every sect can inherit for thousands of years and stand tall, and the magic weapon of the spirit gathering is an important factor to ensure that this foundation is not lost for a long time.

The Spirit Gathering Pot is one of the magic weapons of Spirit Gathering.

The monk who had figured out the effect of the Spirit Gathering Magic Weapon looked at the Spirit Gathering Pot with a trace of inexplicable color in his eyes, and at the same time wondered why Huang Tingjian would put this kind of treasure at the fair. If Lu Ping had this thing in his hand, if he touched the spiritual veins of the Golden Scale Mansion or the Chongxuan Cave Mansion, he could first put the spiritual veins there into the magic weapon of gathering spirits, instead of having to let go of it helplessly or give it to others as before.

"Huang Zhenren is really willing to trade this thing?"

A real person in the late stage of forging pills was obviously a little skeptical.

"Naturally, Yun Dao doesn't need to doubt it, although this thing is cherished, it may not be able to enter the eyes of my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect. ”

Lu Ping secretly said that there is definitely a ghost in this matter, and in any sect, the magic weapon of gathering spirits is something that would rather not be used by oneself than let others get it, how could the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect be so generous?

There were obviously some people in the ashram who were aware of this problem, but the monks belonging to some powerful sects didn't care about it, and they didn't have a reason to let the treasure disappear in front of their eyes.

"I wonder what Huang Zhenren wants to exchange this for?"

One of the monks finally opened his mouth to ask what everyone thought.