A Bug’s Desire To Survive

After completing the prescribed training courses, dozens of students who were going to choose the magic weapon of the natal life followed the teacher to the entrance of the pagoda.

The pagoda has only a 30-minute opening time, and all students must find and bind a magic weapon within this time. Whether the binding fails or the attribute is wrong, there is no chance to do it all over again. In this era of thin spiritual energy, the price of a low-grade magic weapon is also quite expensive. If a student from an ordinary family, once lost this opportunity, I am afraid it will be difficult to obtain the magic weapon of life, and the cultivation will lag behind others.

In the process of cultivation, one pays great attention to chance, nine points are human, and one point is heaven.

"The pagoda has forty-nine floors, and each floor is sealed with three to three hundred magical treasures. After you select a magical treasure, immediately break the seal with your power and grab it." The teacher reminded, "You must Control the magic weapon with mana in time, otherwise they may escape."

After making sure that all the students understood, the teacher opened the door and asked them to take out their own pass and enter in turn.

Yuan Chu followed Wei He three meters behind, and Sang Rong and Qiu Luoshui were next to him.

After entering the pagoda, the first thing that appeared in front of everyone was a rotunda. Looking up, the layers were stacked upwards. The mist was shrouded in mist, and the little treasures flickered in the mist, making people feel stern and mysterious.

"A lot of magic weapons!" Qiu Luoshui exclaimed, "I don't know where to start."

"Let's follow the fate." When Sang Rong spoke, he glanced at Wei He intentionally or unintentionally.

There are thousands of magical treasures stored in the pagoda, but the number of mid-grade magical treasures is rare. Sang Rong has a treasure appraising system. Logically speaking, there is no need to **** Wei He's magical treasures, but he not only wants to get the middle-grade magical treasures, but also wants to intercept Wei He. opportunity, lest he surpass himself in the future.

Wei He didn't say much, stepped on the stone pillar, jumped up, and rushed into the mist.

Sang Rong quickly followed, paying careful attention to his movements.

Wei He's eyes quickly swept across the sealed magic weapons, but after a long time, he locked on a target, turned sharply, and was about to jump over there, but saw a figure one step ahead of him and landed on the magic weapon. outside the seal.

Wei He made a move and saw that it was Sang Rong. He didn't seem to see Wei He, and started breaking the seal on his own.

The selected treasure was seized, and Wei He didn't have time to think about it, so he calmed down and searched for the target again.

At this moment, a figure passed by, moving lightly and elegantly, like a white crane. Wei He subconsciously followed him and rushed to the top of the pagoda.

When I first saw Wei He following up, I was quite surprised. I originally planned to give some hints, but who knew it was completely unnecessary.

She led him to the top floor, where there were only three magic weapons. Two low grades and one medium grade.

Originally, he chose a lower grade, and I believed that Wei He's luck, in the case of choosing one of the two, would definitely not miss the opportunity.

Sure enough, when the seal was broken in the first place, Wei He also chose the middle grade.

The seals were broken one after another, and Yuan Chu easily grabbed the inferior magic weapon that was trying to escape. Between turning his hands, he subdued it.

Spreading out his palm, a snake-shaped hairpin lay quietly in the palm of his hand. The whole body was white, delicate and round, with a hint of cold air. On the little snake's forehead, there are also two small characters - Shuangming.

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came, accompanied by a thick whistling, like a dull thunder.

Yuan Chu turned his head and saw that Wei He was clutching something and flying around passively in the air.

Looking closely, what he was holding in his hand was a black umbrella, with mysterious flames lingering around the umbrella body, and there was a fog of fire during the flight.

Wei He concentrated his energy and tried his best to control it. One person and one umbrella fought fiercely. Time is running out a little bit, and the time to close the tower is coming, only to hear a bang, the black umbrella spreads like wings, and the fireworks are galloping, covering the sky and the sun.

Wei He's forehead was full of blue veins, and he shouted: "Take it!"

The black flames suddenly gathered and turned into an umbrella shape again, and the eyes suddenly lit up. What appeared in Wei He's sight was a slender figure, no more than five meters away from him.

She stood tall, her blue silk fluttered, and little black sparks drifted around her. The sudden surprise made Wei He's heart skip a beat.

"You..." Before he could ask, it was time to close the pagoda, and Wei He and Yuan Chu were teleported out of the pagoda at the same time.

"Ahhh, I almost succeeded!"

"God, what kind of garbage am I bound to???"

"Great, my magic weapon matches my attributes very well."

After leaving the pagoda, people were either sad, annoyed, or happy, with different reactions.

In order to get the magic weapon, everyone was more or less injured. Especially Sang Rong, he spent a lot of effort to get that middle-grade magic weapon, but everything was worth it.

Sang Rong gently stroked the flying sword in his hand, and his eyes showed uncontrollable excitement. The flying sword is called "Cang Yue", and although it is only a middle-grade magic weapon, it will be famous in the future. Wei He, whose cultivation base reached the Nascent Soul stage, used various high-grade materials to recast Cang Yue, breaking its upper grade limit and making it a top-grade spirit sword that could evolve.

Thinking of this, Sang Rong couldn't help but look at Wei He. Without Cang Yue, can he still walk the road of being a strong man?

Um? What is that in his hand? ? ?

The voice of the treasure appraising system came from Sang Rong's mind: [Xuanxiao Umbrella: medium-grade, the umbrella surface is made of dragon scales and dragon blood, the umbrella bone is made of fire rhinoceros bone, and the umbrella handle is made of the antlers of Shenxing Deer , mutated wood and fire dual attributes, can attack, defend, fly, contain objects, and grow. 】

Sang Rong: "!!!"

He stole Wei He's middle-grade magic weapon, and he even got a middle-grade magic weapon! What's even more irritating is that they are also middle-grade magic weapons. Why should the Cang Yue sword have to be recast to have the growth attribute, and that black broken umbrella can grow now? !

Without comparison, there is no harm. Sang Rong, who was still complacent, immediately became unbalanced.

"Brother Sang, your flying sword looks so beautiful, what grade is it?" Qiu Luoshui asked curiously.

Sang Rong was expressionless: "Middle grade."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Qiu Luoshui looked at him with admiration and admiration, "You should be the only one who has obtained a mid-grade magic weapon, right?"

"Haha." Sang Rong smiled a little distorted. If there is no Wei He, he is the only one!

Wei He didn't pay attention to Sang Rong's expression. He looked up and found Yuan Chu in the crowd. He walked over and asked, "Have you got the magic weapon you're satisfied with?"

Yuan Chu shook the hairpin in his hand: "Shuangming, inferior."

Wei He's eyes sank slightly.

He felt that the reason why he was able to obtain the middle-grade magic weapon was thanks to the guidance of the original, and as a result, the greatest benefit was obtained by him. If he hadn't followed, maybe this Xuan Xiao umbrella was hers?

"I like it very much, and it can be used to tie my hair." Yuan Chu casually twisted his hair and inserted the hairpin, and instantly changed his hairstyle, showing a different style.

Wei He did not see anger or unwillingness in her eyes, only open-mindedness and peace. The originally tight lip line eased a little, and the mood became a little clearer.

"Congratulations, Wei He." Sang Rong came over and gave him a warm smile, "You also got a mid-grade magic weapon."

Wei He doubted in his heart, how did he know that what he had obtained was a mid-grade magic weapon?

The grade of the magic weapon can only be determined by hands-on appraisal, and it is difficult to judge only by eyesight, unless one has a very high cultivation base, but Sang Rong said the grade of the Xuanxiao Umbrella in one word, and the tone is quite affirmative.

Wei He looked at the flying sword in his hand. Did he just say the word "also"?

"Wei He's magic weapon is also of middle grade?" Qiu Luoshui said incredulously, "You guys are lucky too!"

"It's all a coincidence." Sang Rong was so depressed that he had to keep a smile on his face. His eyes swept over the black umbrella intentionally or unintentionally. If it wasn't for the system's reminder, he wouldn't be able to see that it was a mid-grade magic weapon.

He turned to Yuan Chu next to Wei He.

[Frost-sounding snake hairpin: low-grade, made of mysterious jade, ice attribute, can be transformed into attack, and fly in the wind. 】

Sang Rong retracted his gaze, except that his attributes were a bit special, there was nothing else worth paying attention to. It's just a low-grade magic weapon, with low plasticity and easy damage.

At this time, the teacher called the students to gather, registered the grades and attributes of the magic weapons they had obtained, and briefly introduced some precautions for cultivating the magic weapons of natal life. In the next few days, there will be a special teacher to teach everyone to learn and refine their own natal magic weapon.

Before refining, the students also had an opportunity to exchange magic weapons. Some people get magic weapons that do not match their own attributes. At this time, they need to exchange them, but they may not be able to exchange them to their satisfaction. As long as they do not have the attributes of mutual restraint, most people are unwilling to exchange them.

Sang Rong knew that Wei He's umbrella matched his attributes, so he did not propose an exchange. Even if Wei He was willing, Sang Rong couldn't bear Cang Yue. In terms of attributes, Xuan Xiao Umbrella was indeed stronger than Cang Yue Sword. But Cang Yuejian will be Megatron's top-quality spirit sword in the future, and Xuanxiao Umbrella has never heard of it.

"Wei He, in order to celebrate that we got the magic weapon, let's go out and celebrate together?" Brother Sang Rong hooked Wei He's shoulder nicely and suggested.

"Okay." Qiu Luoshui responded, "How about going to Senior Xiao Ning's bar? He has a drink prepared with spirit fruit, which not only tastes great, but can also replenish spiritual power."

Wei He brushed off Sang Rong's hand and said lightly: "The consumption is too high, so I won't go there. I will go to the hospital to deliver meals to my mother later."

"You're too disappointing." Qiu Luoshui complained dissatisfiedly, and then looked at Sang Rong expectantly, "Brother Sang, why don't we two go."

Sang Rong smiled and said, "I'll treat you, Wei He, let's go together?"

"No, I don't have time." Wei He didn't accept his invitation and turned to leave. After passing the original, he paused for a while, and finally walked away without saying hello.

Yuan Chu was also about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Sang Rong: "Yuan Chu, do you want to play with us?"

"Brother Sang!" Qiu Luoshui said displeased, "What did you call her for?"

She gave Yuan Chu a cold look, disdain for this girl who was not very talented and had a barely qualified appearance.

"She is a new classmate, we should take more care." Sang Rong looked friendly.

"There are new classmates like her every year, can you take care of them?" Qiu Luoshui pushed him impatiently, "Let's go!"

"Hey, you really..."

At first, he ignored them at all, and walked straight out of the school, ready to buy some food, and went to the hospital to see Jun Xiaobu.

She and Wei He walked along the road, separated by a few hundred meters, walking in tandem.

Wei He soon found the person behind him, and suddenly remembered what the little girl said: "My sister has liked you for a long time, and I chose to study at Wenxin Academy because of you."

His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his walking posture became a little straighter.

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