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The Xuanyunzong Mountain Gate was still lively on the day when the mountain was opened, with many monks coming and going. The accident that happened in the medicine hall before was not spread. After all, the evil demon like the mandrill is very common in the Xiuxian world, but the mandrill that attacked Qiu Mingxue appeared. way too coincidental.

Ji Qingzhuo stood on Shen Rongyu's Snow Burying Sword. She looked at Xuanyunzong's majestic mountain gate. It was autumn, and the green trees on the two cliffs that originally hugged to form the mountain gate were already dyed red by autumn. , the eye is the warm red and yellow, showing the unique bright colors of autumn.

The only constant is the cloud around the mountain gate, which wraps the first sect of the Yunze Region in a mysterious way.

Ji Qingzhuo was thinking about the magic weapon. She looked down at the Snow Burying Sword, which had a special color and was as white as a mirror, reflecting a dazzling light in the sunlight.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, if I have a magic weapon, can I use it to fly like burying snow?" Ji Qingzhuo asked suddenly.

Although the flywheel that Yu Sukong gave her was also very useful, the flywheel could not communicate with her, and when the energy was used up, the mana had to be re-injected.

"Your cultivation base is low and your mana is low. If you use a treasure to travel, you won't be able to go very far." Shen Rongyu replied, "But if you want, you can, of course. After all, one of the uses of a portable magic weapon for flying is."

When Ji Qingzhuo heard this, she began to look forward to it, because the coolest magic weapon she had ever seen in this world was Shen Rongyu's burial snow, so she began to dream of owning a sword.

"If I can, can I buy a sword?" Ji Qingzhuo asked tentatively, "It's like Burying Snow."

"Do you like burying snow?" Shen Rongyu asked with raised eyebrows, his tone was smiling, it seemed that Ji Qingzhuo's statement made him laugh.

——It was the first time he saw that someone could actually like Burying Snow.

"It's beautiful." Ji Qingzhuo gave a very simple reason.

"Do you know what material it is forged from?" Shen Rongyu said suddenly.

"I don't know." Ji Qingzhuo replied.

Shen Rongyu chuckled lightly, and he did not continue the topic. What he wants to show Ji Qingzhuo is a higher-level magic weapon, which can be used by the monk for a lifetime, but different from the middle-level magic weapon that disciples can access at this stage, the high-level magic weapon is more special, because they only have a high affinity with the monk It will resonate, not just pick one and use it.

"The magic weapon will also choose the owner, you may not necessarily resonate with the sword." Shen Rongyu first gave Ji Qingzhuo a vaccination, so that she should not expect too much, thinking that she can really pick a sword.

Ji Qingzhuo is like this, she can't resonate with the sword at first sight. The sword is the most direct weapon in the world that can kill people. It is difficult for her to resonate with such a powerful magic weapon.

"Brother Xiaoyu means that I want to pick a magic weapon that is very similar to me?" Ji Qingzhuo understood what Shen Rongyu meant.

Also, Shen Rongyu is very similar to Buried Snow, his white clothes are dust-free, as ethereal as a banished immortal, and Buried Snow is also not stained with dust on the sword, as clear and white as a mirror.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu teased her, "So Zhuo Zhuo should pay attention to those magic weapons that look like wood."

It took Ji Qingzhuo a long time to realize that Shen Rongyu was saying that she was like wood.

Is she like wood? Ji Qingzhuo felt that he was somewhat more interesting than the wood, after all, the wood could not speak.

In the market outside the Xuanyun Sect, there is only one place where high-end magic weapons are sold. Shen Rongyu actually took Ji Qingzhuo into a blacksmith shop.

The calciner in the shop was burning hot, the scorching flames licked the red blade, and the bearded blacksmith raised the hammer in his hand and hammered the sword in his hand.

When he saw someone coming, he didn't stop his work, he just banged.

Shen Rongyu didn't speak, and only led Ji Qingzhuo to the side, waiting for him to finish the forging of the weapon.

Ji Qingzhuo listened to these rhythmic sounds, and her eyes fell on the sword in the blacksmith's hand. She just listened to the rhythm of a few forgings and glanced at the shape change of the sword embryo in his hand, and she calculated in her mind the success The force and number of strikes required to forge this sword.

Calculating these things is almost her instinct, and it can be regarded as her hobby.

But at the end of the forging, the blacksmith seemed to be a little tired, and the frequency of hammering slowed down-he had failed many times before forging this sword, and this time he himself did not know when he would be able to forge it. it is good.

As for the number and strength of the forging, he has no overall estimate, and can only hope that the next forging will succeed or fail, and directly smash the sword.

Every forging is a gamble for the blacksmith. Until the last time, he seems to have no patience, and it may be that he has failed too many times, so his hands are raised high, and he is full of strength, as if he is about to come. Last heavy.

Ji Qingzhuo thought that the blacksmith was confident, she didn't expect that he would not be sure every time, but she knew that, looking at the blacksmith's posture, according to the combined force formed by the tightness of his muscles and the bowing of his body, this last forging strike Must be extremely heavy.

It was just about the last time. If the hammering force was too heavy this time, the sword on the forging table would shatter directly. Ji Qingzhuo felt distressed about the material, so he opened his lips and took a half step forward, trying to stop it.

But she thought of something, just shut her mouth and backed away.

Standing beside her, Shen Rongyu noticed her small movements, and his hand hidden in his sleeve lightly touched the back of Ji Qingzhuo's hand.

"Too heavy or too light?" Shen Rongyu asked her in a low voice - he knew Ji Qingzhuo had the answer, but she didn't dare to say, she was always so cautious.

"It's five points heavier." Ji Qingzhuo gave a very accurate data.

"Boss Yang, your strength is five points stronger." Shen Rongyu conveyed Ji Qingzhuo's meaning to the blacksmith shop owner.

Hearing Shen Rongyu's words, Boss Yang's originally accumulated strength instantly relaxed.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, it's you." Only then did he realize that someone was coming, and the hammer forging the sword in his hand hesitantly didn't drop, "But how could it be five points heavier? Before that, the strength was not enough..."

"You trust me." Shen Rongyu said to him, "If it fails, I will buy this sword embryo."

"You have that magical sword, why would you like my entertainment?" Boss Yang laughed, but he still reduced his strength by five points according to Shen Rongyu's suggestion.

The last time he was forged, the sword embryo made a clanging sound. He quickly immersed the sword in the water prepared by the side, only to hear a "chi" sound, and white steam rose up, and it was a success.

"This..." Boss Yang couldn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at Shen Rongyu, only to realize that he also brought a companion.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at him. Boss Yang's whiskered face made it impossible to see his appearance, but those eyes were indeed very sharp. She only glanced at his eyes, then lowered her head to avoid the other person's gaze.

"I also brought a little girl. When you first entered the school, you were as young as her, right?" Boss Yang teased, "Many years ago, in Xuanyun Sect, I was looking for you to sell swords, but you refused to accept it. It's also interesting. But after all these years, you know that I opened a shop here to retire."

In fact, Shen Rongyu didn't know it, but when he accompanied Ji Qingzhuo to the market that day, he didn't recognize the way, so he took a look at the structure of the entire market while Ji Qingzhuo was trying on clothes, and then discovered Boss Yang's shop.

He nodded and said, "I saw it when I came to the market last time, so I thought of coming here to find a magic weapon."

"You have that Snow Burying Sword, what other magic weapon do you need?" Boss Yang successfully forged the sword in his hand, feeling very good, and chatted with Shen Rongyu.

"It's not me." Shen Rongyu said warmly.

Ji Qingzhuo felt that Boss Yang's exploratory gaze fell on her, she pursed her lips, and only lowered her head, not daring to raise her head.

"She's only at the sixth level of Qi Refining..." Boss Yang couldn't believe it, "Isn't Xuan Yunzong going to buy middle-level magic weapons for the disciples, I'm here... She doesn't have-" It's necessary.

Shen Rongyu interrupted him: "The magic weapon that he personally passed down to her from the master is not very handy."

"It's been more than a year since I started, and I'm still only at the sixth level of Qi refining, but I'm still a direct disciple?" Boss Yang felt that he couldn't understand Xuan Yunzong at all.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu reminded him, "She only brought two thousand mid-grade spirit stones."

"This—" I can't even afford the box that holds the magic weapon here. Boss Yang said only one word, and it was interrupted by Shen Rongyu's sharp eyes.

Seeing that Ji Qingzhuo was still looking down at her own toes and didn't pay attention to him, Shen Rongyu silently shook his head at Boss Yang. There was an alienated smile on the corner of his lips, but he accurately conveyed what he meant.

"These spirit stones are enough to buy, and it is enough to buy two." Boss Yang changed his words immediately. He knew that Shen Rongyu was rich, and he would naturally not miss any business opportunities.

"Zhuzhuo, go, go and have a look." Shen Rongyu called Ji Qingzhuo after negotiating.

Ji Qingzhuo turned his head and glanced at the sword that Boss Yang took back from the water. After the sword was forged, it had its own brilliance, and the material of this sword was not destroyed, which is really a good thing.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, when did you have the ability to forge swords, that was your last reminder to let me forge that sword." Boss Yang led them into the interior of the shop and asked as he walked.

Shen Rongyu replied slowly: "Some people don't want the material of that sword to be wasted."

"Huh?" Boss Yang didn't hear Shen Rongyu's implication, but he only mentioned it casually. It's not surprising that Shen Rongyu showed this ability. If Ji Qingzhuo opened his mouth to remind him, he would have to explore it carefully.

They stepped into the blacksmith's shop together, and only then did they find that there was a cave inside. Across the corridor in the yard, there was a bamboo forest. The autumn wind was blowing, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound.

Located at the end of the bamboo forest is a wooden house. Boss Yang opened the door, and it was filled with various magical treasures of different shapes. They were placed on the shelf by different categories, and they were contained in a treasure box that isolated the breath. After all, there are so many high-level treasures. The magic weapons are gathered together, and if you don't want to isolate their breath, it will affect the lives of other monks nearby.

"What magic weapon does this girl need?" Boss Yang thought while touching his chin.

Ji Qingzhuo listened to his words. In fact, she herself didn't know what kind of magic weapon she wanted. After all, she was chasing ducks on the shelves even for cultivation, and she didn't have a very clear cultivation goal.

"What does Zhuo Zhuo like?" Shen Rongyu lowered her body slightly and asked her.

Ji Qingzhuo thought for a while, and then her eyes fell on the Snow Burying Sword at his waist. So far, the most powerful magic weapon she has ever seen is the Snow Burying Sword.

So she said, "Sword."

Shen Rongyu: "..." I remember that the jade pendant you carved by yourself last time seems to want me to hang on the sword, right?

He was silent for a moment, but before he could speak, Boss Yang, who was beside him, had already said, "Little girl, the sword's killing aura is too heavy for you."

"How about this?" He took a treasure box from the shelf, opened it, and the surging water-attribute aura escaped.

This is a sapphire blue mirror, dominated by the soft water aura.

"Seeing that you still have a small mirror hanging around your neck, maybe this precious mirror is suitable for you." Boss Yang said.

Ji Qingzhuo thanked and took the treasure mirror over. She didn't know how to use it, so she held it carefully, for fear that it would fall to the ground.

"Use your mana to communicate with him," Boss Yang reminded.

Ji Qingzhuo released his mana, trying to resonate with it, but the mirror didn't respond, it didn't seem to accept her breath.

"Change another." Boss Yang took the treasure mirror back, "It has eyes but no pearls."

In the face of big clients, he can always flatter things silently.

When Boss Yang went to choose other magic weapons for her, Shen Rongyu squeezed her wrist, and the mana she had just consumed was replenished.

Boss Yang was searching in a pile of treasure boxes. His hobbies in his life were collecting magic weapons and forging swords. This small wooden house was his little treasure house, but facing a monk like Ji Qingzhuo, it was difficult for him to find out his affinity with her. High magic.

Such a beautiful little girl is standing here, but she gives the impression that she is isolated from the outside world, and it seems that nothing can break the barriers around her.

Where did Baojing reject her, because she didn't intend to communicate with Baojing attentively at first.

The first time Boss Yang saw such a monk, he first asked Ji Qingzhuo: "Little girl, I will take out a few pieces, and you can choose them yourself."

He opened many treasure boxes in front of Ji Qingzhuo, and inside there lay various types of magic weapons such as rattan whips, spirit rings, orbs.

Ji Qingzhuo sounded Shen Rongyu's previous exhortation - "Zuozhuo should pay attention to those magic weapons that look like wood", so she really chose the wooden rattan whip.

"I'll try that vine whip." Ji Qingzhuo chose this after listening to Shen Rongyu's words.

Of course Shen Rongyu knew that she chose this because of his sarcastic words just now, asking her to choose a wood, she really chose a wood, she is really a wood.

The rattan whip was sent to Ji Qingzhuo. Even though Ji Qingzhuo tried very hard to sense it, her mana and the breath of the rattan whip were like two parallel lines that never intersected, and they didn't resonate at all.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu lied to me." Ji Qingzhuo handed the rattan whip back to Boss Yang and whispered.

At this moment, Shen Rongyu suddenly felt an inexplicable guilty conscience - he obviously had no conscience.

"What about this?" He picked up the moon-white orb, put it in her palm, and said warmly, as if to hide something.

Ji Qingzhuo continued to sense, of course, it was still the same, she ignored the magic weapon, and the magic weapon ignored her.

"How could this be?" After trying almost all the magic weapons in the cabin, Boss Yang's tone was unbelievable.

"Logically speaking, the higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it is to match the magic weapon. Your cultivation base should resonate well with the magic weapon." Boss Yang stared at Ji Qingzhuo with inquiry and doubts in his eyes.

Ji Qingzhuo turned around and hid behind Shen Rongyu.

"Since you don't have it here, you can only look elsewhere." Shen Rongyu said helplessly.

He knew that what he said was a courtesy, because there was no other house that sold high-end magic weapons in the vicinity.

"That's all, it's a pity that you didn't make money with you." Boss Yang said helplessly.

Shen Rongyu remembered that Ji Qingzhuo had taken a look at the new sword that Boss Yang had just forged before. The sword was only ordinary, and it was not very good. After all, it was just Boss Yang's game.

But Ji Qingzhuo said that she likes swords.

So he asked, "Can you take the sword on the forging stage just now?"

"One thousand middle-grade spirit stones." Boss Yang said a number, and gave Shen Rongyu a "ten" in a place that Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see, meaning that the price should be multiplied ten times.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo also liked that sword, so she, as the payer, agreed immediately.

After the sword was polished and polished, it was very beautiful. The slender sword body reflected a faint pink light. Ji Qingzhuo stroked the sword body and liked it very much.

"Little girl, this sword is only an ordinary sword, it can only be used for play. If you want other magic weapons, you have to look at it again." Boss Yang handed the sword box to Ji Qingzhuo.

"Everything is fine." Ji Qingzhuo nodded, she just liked the little pink sword very much, and compared with Shen Rongyu's snow burial, it was even cuter.

And she knew that the sword existed because of her.

"This sword doesn't have a name yet, so I will trouble the girl to take it by herself." Boss Yang explained, waving goodbye to them.

After Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu left here, she thought that Shen Rongyu was going to take her to see other magic weapons, but Shen Rongyu took her back to Xuan Yunzong.

"Only that one in the market has a high-level magic weapon." Shen Rongyu explained on the way back.

He didn't understand why Ji Qingzhuo couldn't resonate with any magic weapon. He lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Qingzhuo. She was playing with the little pink sword in her hand - this sword has not been edged, and it can't even kill the enemy.

What is the magic weapon that she can resonate with?

Shen Rongyu looked at her for a long time, then suddenly reacted.

He opened his lips and called, "Zuo Zhuo."

"Huh?" Ji Qingzhuo answered him immediately, she stood up straight, waiting for Shen Rongyu's next sentence.

Shen Rongyu took out something from nowhere, and he put it in Ji Qingzhuo's hand.

"Zuo Zhuo, it seems that I can only use this for you." Shen Rongyu's voice was calm, and he landed on Baishui Island with her, "Try this magic weapon."

Ji Qingzhuo didn't expect Shen Rongyu to come up with a magic weapon by herself, she looked down at what he put in her hand.

The red light is bright and the treasure is bright and bright. This is an umbrella.