On the second floor of the Wanbao Pavilion, Mo Luo Xue thought that the stock of magic weapons here would decline appropriately, but he didn't expect that the situation here was exactly the same as that on the first floor, with magic weapons everywhere.

As far as the eye can see, the tall reddish-brown solid wood shelves are full of all magic weapons, which are generally Xuan-level inferior magic weapons, almost eight of the ten magic weapons are Xuan-level inferior magic weapons, and two Xuan-level medium-grade magic weapons, and Xuan-level upper grade is a little rare, but you will still find it if you look carefully.

Mo Luoxue wandered in the aisles, she didn't know what magic weapon she should choose, and in terms of weapons, she had found a cyan thin sword with a fire spell from the Jiangshan Shejihe map, and it seemed that she could only choose some defensive or auxiliary magic weapons.

The first time Mo Luoxue paused was in front of a bell, she reached out and took the bell from the solid wooden frame, and instantly triggered the spell left on the bell, and learned that the bell was called "Soul Calling Bell", and when it was shaken, it would induce enemies who heard the bell to have illusions, unstable will, and so on.

Mo Luoxue thought for a moment and shook her head, put the bell back in its place and continued to walk, and after a while she stopped in front of a feather, she reached out and dragged the feather, knowing that this feather can reduce the weight of the user, improve body coordination and speed, and is very practical for Mo Luoxue who takes a sensitive and fast attack route.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Luoxue still put it back in place, this feather is a magic weapon of the Xuan-level lower grade, or it has not met Mo Luoxue's expectations, and it would be a bit of a waste to choose only this for a trip to the treasure house.

Mo Luoxue continued to stroll in the aisle, during which she stopped in front of a number of magic weapons to examine and check, several magic weapons made her heart move, but still did not make her make up her mind to choose this, the closest thing she came to choosing was a Xuan-level high-grade bracelet, the effect of which was to stabilize the mind against the interference of the illusion spirit, but after hesitating for a moment, Mo Luoxue still gave up.

After tirelessly walking for dozens of minutes, Mo Luoxue stopped again, her eyes fell on a short sword, it stands to reason that she didn't need to choose a weapon, but she was still attracted by the short sword at the moment.

The shape of the short sword is gray-black, its appearance is not good, and there is even some reddish-brown rust, which is placed in the bottom corner of the solid wood frame to eat ash, if it is not for Mo Luoxue's carefulness, he will walk directly and ignore it. She bent down and picked up the dagger to take a closer look, and strangely it didn't give her the slightest message. In other words, Wanbao Pavilion did not even annotate the name and utility of this short sword, and it was a magic weapon that was completely overlooked.

"Strange~. Mo Luoxue frowned, such a short sword is actually a Xuan-level magic weapon, except for being like a cabbage in the Tiangu Gate, but going to the outside world can attract a group of monks to fight for something.

Mo Luoxue hesitated for a moment and put it back in its place, this short sword may have just been misplaced, and it may even be a mortal product that someone accidentally lost when she came to choose a magic weapon, she had no reason to take the risk of choosing it.

"Let's look for it again......" Mo Luoxue looked away and walked forward, but she didn't take two steps, she stopped, turned her head to look at the place of the short sword, her face showed a tangled face, hesitated, and then turned her head and walked towards other places.

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"Done choosing?" the old man sleeping on the bench noticed the appearance of Mo Luoxue inside the gate and said, "What did you choose? "

Mo Luoxue walked to the pineapple wooden table, took out a gray-black sword, put it on the table, and said, "This, may I ask the senior, what is the origin of this short sword?"

"Huh. The old man glanced at the short sword and immediately couldn't take his eyes off it, he grabbed the short sword and played with it, looked at it everywhere from top to bottom, touched it and carefully used his divine sense to sweep it inside and out, and finally said with a surprised face, "Where did you find it?"

"Second floor. Mo Luoxue said honestly.

"There's no reason...... the old man frowned, put the dagger back on the table, and muttered lowly, "How can this be......"

"May I ask senior, what is this short sword ......," Mo Luoxue asked tentatively.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is the one that caused a few disputes in the past few years. The old man said, "About three years ago, a disciple who had entered the vast period came to receive a magic weapon, he entered the second floor and selected a magic weapon to bring out, but when he went out of the magic circle at the gate, he was detected to have two magic weapons on his body, and the extra magic weapon he brought was this short sword. "

"He was chopped off?" Morosnow asked.

"Naturally, this is the rule, although he loudly argued that he didn't take this short sword, at the time he only looked at it twice and thought it was very attractive, but he still put it down, but unfortunately I didn't listen to his nonsense, and directly chopped off one of his hands and took the two magic weapons he obtained from Wanbao Pavilion as punishment. The old man said with a strange face, "But the point is that every year after that, a few guys who don't have long eyes will bring out an extra magic weapon, and in the past three years, there will always be one or two monks who will bring this short sword out every year, some claim to be confused, and some say that they didn't take it, and this short sword itself appears in their gift ring." "

"But there's nothing wrong with this short sword, is it?" Mo Luoxue wondered.

The old man choked up and nodded with a strange expression, "It's really no problem, it can be said that there is no problem at all, because this short sword is a magic weapon of the lower grade of the yellow rank, and it is almost out of the rank, it can only be regarded as a 'sharp and hard' mortal weapon." "

For a moment, Mo Luoxue's face became unsightly, she didn't expect that she actually brought this magic weapon out (Zhao Lihao), but after a few seconds, she sorted out her feelings of gain and loss and accepted the facts, "That's it, it's impossible to replace it according to the rules anyway." "

The old man nodded and said, "This short sword is very strange, and it doesn't have a name, and I don't bother to enter it, you can take it, maybe it can be used as a fruit knife after washing it and removing the rust." "

Mo Luoxue picked up the short sword and threw it into the Gift Ring, nodded goodbye, and left the Wanbao Pavilion.

The old man sat on the chair and stared at Mo Luoxue's back as he left, still with a hint of strangeness on his face, "What the hell...... Didn't this thing deliberately sit on the first floor last time? How did it get found on the second floor? Could it be that I remember it wrong?"

After thinking for a while, the old man finally shook his head, lay back in his chair, and continued to bask in the sun. _

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