Infinite true path

The moment Pu He lost his old job to Wen Renhen, his heart trembled, as if his soul had been taken away. However, he made this decision regardless of the consequences. Because he knew that he had to do this, there was no other better way, and there was no room for maneuver. Of course, unless he is willing to watch Wen Renhen be taken away by Huan Yin again, and is willing to bear Lie Prajna's even more terrifying anger.

Wen Renhen looked at the storage bags thrown over by Pu He and frowned slightly, but he did not look through them immediately. Instead, he asked coldly: "Is there only 300,000 immortal jade?"

Seeing Wen Renhen's expression with a hint of disgust, the anger in Pu He's heart suddenly surged. Are you kidding? This is all his belongings, but he is actually being despised by the kid in front of him? What's the difference between this and contempt for him?

However, Pu He didn't dare to show any anger at that moment. He suppressed his anger and tried to persuade him: "Brother Wenren, although there are only three hundred thousand immortal jade, my magic pills, pills, and techniques are definitely all worth it." What you need is the necessities for the soldiers in our army, and even if you don't use it, if you take the time to sell them all, plus the three hundred thousand, it will always be more than the five hundred thousand immortal jade. Ah. Even if you don’t have time to sell it, if you follow me, I’ll find someone to sell all those things for you and cash them out directly to you, isn’t that okay?”

Pu He's appearance was no different from begging, but the surrounding soldiers were stunned for a moment. Thinking about the dignified commander of Puhe, he has always looked arrogant and arrogant in this battalion. How has he ever been like this? What's more, this is for a new recruit.

After listening to Pu He's words, Wen Renhen seemed to be finally moved, so he hesitated in his eyes and reached out to grab the storage bag Pu He threw out and check it out.

However, before he could extend his hand much, there was a "clang" sound, as if something cut through the void and fell onto the ground beside him, immediately diverting his attention away.

"I also have something here. I don't know how much immortal jade it is worth, because I will never sell this kind of thing. If you want to sell it, just sell it, if you are willing." The calm voice came from Huan Yin's mouth.

Everyone heard Huan Yin's words clearly, and after looking at him with some surprise, they all focused their gazes on Wen Renhen's side, and on the cracked ground. Even Huan Yin's opponent Pu He was like this.

Then, everyone saw that there was a fairy sword stuck in the crack in the ground that had just opened. The fairy sword was completely transparent, as if it were air. It seemed that with a slight swing, the sword would collapse before it could hit anyone. However, for some reason, there is an inexplicable light flowing on such an immortal sword, as if it is the soul of the immortal sword, making the ethereal sword condense and not disperse.

For a long while, no one gave any reaction. Because no one can see through this sword, or in other words, no one can feel the power of this sword at the first time. However, no one directly despised this sword, because anyone with a brain can figure out that what Huan Yin took out at this time should not be simple.

The person who was most interested in this sword was not the onlookers, not Huan Yin's opponent Pu He, or the beneficiary Wen Renhen, but Lu Tianjun who had just stood behind Huan Yin.

The moment Huan Yin threw the sword, his eyes had already locked onto the sword. For a moment, he, a master of weapon refining, did not immediately understand the sword. But as time went by, when a little memory came to his mind, his eyes became wider and wider.

Until now, when everyone was staring at the sword on the ground for five or six seconds, Lu Tianjun finally remembered that this sword was not the ninth-grade magic weapon that Huan Yin forged from air alone in the image of the jade slip?

Lu Tianjun had long wanted Huan Yin to give this sword to him to ponder. Because this sword is not just as simple as a ninth-grade sword, but its materials and casting methods are accompanied by all kinds of magic. It is not an ordinary ninth-grade sword.

But because there was no chance at the moment, Lu Tianjun had not had time to propose it. But at this moment, when he saw the sword with his own eyes, he immediately became excited and shouted directly to Wen Renhen: "Quick, brother Wen Ren, pick up that sword quickly, don't lose it. ”

Wen Renhen no longer paid attention to the messy things Pu He threw over, his eyes were already fixed on the fairy sword thrown by Huan Yin. However, until now, he still couldn't see what this fairy sword was like. However, when he heard Lu Tianjun's words, something strange immediately occurred in his heart.

Although Wen Renhen and Lu Tianjun had never known each other before, the two of them finally broke through the underground palace. Therefore, Wen Renhen still knew a thing or two about Lu Tianjun, and knew that although his strength was not very good, his skill in weapon refining was so high that he was considered a rare expert. A weapon refiner like him now shows that expression towards the fairy sword thrown by Huan Yin. What does this mean?

Finally, Wen Renhen no longer hesitated. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the fairy sword that Huan Yin threw over. And the moment he held it, his whole face suddenly changed.

The powerful force silently swam back and forth in the fairy sword. Although it did not explode, it was like a sleeping beast. If anyone stimulates it with spiritual power, the beast will roar and swallow the sky and the earth.

Wen Renhen had never experienced such a feeling with any magic weapon before. He had lost the ability to think at this moment, and just relied on his subconscious impulse to try this sword.

Then, everyone saw Wen Renhen pull out the sword from the ground suddenly, then use his spiritual power and swing it toward the sky!

With one wave, the surrounding air condensed towards the transparent sword, and soon formed a storm. The storm was like a long dragon, rising from the sword body and heading straight to the golden sky, seeming to penetrate the sky.

Then, the terrifying tornado broke away from the sword and flew towards the sky. The residual power it created made the soldiers present feel as if a sword was scratching their faces. If they didn't use their wits to defend, they would be injured. At the same time, everyone felt that the air around them was completely drained at this moment, and it became difficult to even breathe for a while.

Look at the tornado that flew out again. After it was separated from the fairy sword and lost the support of spiritual power, not only did it not become smaller, but it absorbed the surrounding air along the way, becoming stronger and stronger, and the power it exuded became more and more. The scarier it becomes, the more frightening it becomes. Looking at it like that, if there is no obstacle and it keeps flying like this, I am afraid that at some point, it will even be comparable to the power of heaven and earth summoned by Earth Cultivator!

"Bang!" Finally, Huan Yin reached out and waved away the big tornado that attracted everyone's attention. As for Wen Renhen, this young man who had always had little expression was breathing rapidly and his face was full of shock.

He just swung the sword casually without using much of his own power. However, the power of that sword was actually somewhat close to the full force blow he used when he used Taoism. Moreover, if the tornado was allowed to continue, it might even be able to surpass it, which was far beyond his cognitive scope.

I heard people hate that they don’t understand magic weapons. After practicing this life, they don’t think much of magic weapons. But today, even though he didn't know the grade of Huan Yin's sword, his horizons had been greatly opened. He knew that if he could have such a magic weapon, it would directly be equivalent to his cultivation level rising to a huge level. He also knew that he had never seen such a magic weapon before and could not buy it. Its value can no longer be measured by fairy jade. As Huan Yin said just now, no matter how hard-hearted he is, he will not be willing to sell this sword.

After a long while, Wen Renhen finally came to his senses. So, he immediately turned to look at Huan Yin, his eyes filled with respect that he had never seen before, and he said: "Sir, you... do you really want to give this sword to me?"

Huan Yin's expression remained calm and he said calmly: "My sword is only for my own people."

Upon hearing this, Wen Renhen didn't hesitate at all and directly picked up Huan Yin's storage bag containing half a million immortal jade. He grabbed the immortal sword in his other hand and strode towards Feipeng's team's tent. Go. No matter how much Pu He screamed behind him, he never looked back.