Natural fairy species

A desolate cave, covered with moss, which can accommodate at most two or three people.

"Among the same level, the sword cultivator dominates... No wonder the sword cultivators described in the classics are all arrogant, they have that capital!"

Bai Zichen ran out of two hills and found a sheltered cave to hide.

Killing two Jiexiu, even if it is put on the table, it is not a big problem, just to calm down and make a post-war summary.

It was the first time that my Black Bamboo Sword really fought against the enemy, and the effect was better than expected.

Although I am not a sword repairer, I am only proficient at the level of flying swords, but the sword is radiant, and it crushes all magic weapons regardless of speed and lethality.

It's not unreasonable that a flying sword can be sold for a sky-high price.

"Ordinary body protection magic tools can't stop a few blows from the Black Bamboo Sword... It is estimated that the top-grade defensive magic tools can have some effect."

Bai Zichen held the black bamboo sword horizontally in front of his body, carefully observing whether the blade was injured in the fight with the heavy shield magic weapon.

I went back and forth several times to ensure that the black bamboo sword was as smooth as new, and then I breathed a sigh of relief. At night, I will warm it up again with the sword raising technique, and it will be safe.

"The most important thing is to be fast! Most qi refining monks have never even seen a flying sword, and their fighting skills are just a few magic weapons. How can they react... So we can't expand the record this time, and change to a flying sword." Sect disciples who are prepared with swords... must use at least five swords!"

"In addition, if you push the flying sword with all your strength, the mana will flow out like a river that broke the embankment. If you can't win in a short time, you will be in danger of lack of mana... You should pay attention to this point. A cultivator of the law is easily consumed to death."

"Also, I'm still missing a magic weapon for defense, but it can't be a bulky one like a shield... Last time, that Chen Xiu, the golden light and blazing sun bracelet in his hand is quite suitable for me..."

However, the defensive magic weapon that can enter Bai Zichen's eyes must be at least top-grade, and the worst ones will not work or will be eliminated after a period of time.

For example, at the 100th birthday banquet of the head of Qianwei, the water purification bottle he was given as a gift, he used it twice after returning home.

Being able to suck up a small pool of three feet long and wide at one time, and hide all the water in the bottle, it feels like the magic weapon has become hundreds of catties heavier.

When facing the enemy, when the bottle mouth falls, the torrent will surge, and the opponent will be washed away by the water flow directly, and several water shields can also be formed to protect the body.

For other Qi refining monks, the water purification bottle can be regarded as a good middle-grade magic weapon, but for Bai Zichen, it seems a bit tasteless.

It's just a high-grade defensive magic weapon with outstanding attributes, and the price is not cheap.

All the spirit stones in Bai Zichen's storage bag are worth more than 70 yuan, and he saved them up piece by piece by relying on family benefits.

"It was agreed to let you become the twin ghosts of the Que family, even if it is a day late...Since you have chosen the path of robbery repair, you should have expected this fate."

Bai Zichen thought of what his uncle told him back then, to indulge in killing and seizing treasures without self-control, and one day he would kick the iron plate.

He would not show mercy to Jiexiu who showed his killing intent to him.

It can be regarded as helping that little girl Jiang Shu solve a hidden danger, otherwise the brothers of the Que family coveted her beauty, and it would be a little risky on the way back.

"This gourd should be a medium-grade magic weapon...it can release poisonous smoke, and it can poison the late-stage monks of Qi refining within a range of one foot. If the range is set to a hundred feet, it will only be effective against ordinary people."

Bai Zichen held the small gourd and shook it in his hand.

With the help of divine sense to appraise treasures, the effect of the magic weapon level can hardly be hidden from his eyes, and he can understand it after a while.

"As for this bone whistle, it's a bit strange... the spiritual power contained has reached the level of a high-grade magic weapon, but the material is obviously insufficient. Put it in your mouth and blow it, and it can turn into a white bone arrow and shoot the enemy."

Bai Zichen shook his head, he didn't have enough knowledge, only relying on the magic of his spiritual sense, he played a part of the role of appraising treasures.

If you really want to improve your eyesight, you have to go to Fangshi to ask a treasurer to make an appraisal.

"Look what else is in these two storage bags..."

Before Bai Zichen left, he used his sword light to sweep away the storage bags on the brothers of the Que family. At this time, with a burst of mana, he erased the mark of the previous owner in half a moment.

The size of this storage bag is the same as the one on him, only three feet square, and the first thing you see when you open it is a pile of spirit stones.

With a sweep of consciousness, there are a total of 233 spirit stones.

Others, some changes of clothes, scattered talismans, the only good thing is a bloody ore.

It's not stained with blood, but it is born with blood veins, like a piece of ore with blood veins.

Bai Zichen had never seen this kind of ore in books, but it didn't look like a first-order ore.

Because his consciousness was trying to infiltrate, countless noises came directly, and he immediately withdrew his consciousness in shock.

"At least the second-order ore... After going to Qingfengmen, first look for two books about minerals."

The second-order ore can already be used as the main material of the spiritual weapon.

This piece of blood-colored ore is so weird, maybe it is a third-order ore, but it is the material needed to refine top-grade spiritual weapons and even magic weapons!

"Good guy, no wonder I am addicted to the job of robbery repair, I am really rich..."

Bai Zichen put away the harvest and picked up another storage bag. This time it took a quarter of an hour.

The previous owner should be the boss of the Que family. He also has the sixth level of Qi refining, so it will take a little more effort to break the mana mark with the same cultivation base.

Three low-grade instruments with blood on them, a bottle of Qi Buqi pills, two jade slips, and about thirty spirit stones.

This is all that is left in the storage bag of the boss of the Que family after removing the sundries.

The magic weapon was estimated to be looted, but before he could change hands, he looked at the two jade slips, which recorded two cultivation methods.

A thick soil technique, suitable for cultivators with soil roots, and can practice to the middle stage of foundation establishment;

The other one is the Gengjin Pure Yang Method, which is suitable for monks with both metal and fire roots, and can practice all the way to the completion of foundation establishment.

No matter which of the two cultivation methods is better than Changchun Gong.

"The Thick Earth Art is nothing more than the Seventh Gold Pure Yang Method, which is already considered a good skill. The mana cultivated is upright and bright. It has the power to refine demons and ward off evil spirits. I also meet the conditions for cultivation..."

Holding the jade slip of the Gengjin Chunyang Method, Bai Zichen hesitated.

"Leave it alone for now, and think about it later. It's not a trivial matter to switch to the practice."

I counted all the harvest, a total of 265 spirit stones, three low-grade magical artifacts, two middle-grade magical artifacts, a bottle of elixirs, a suspected second-grade ore, two exercises, and scattered miscellaneous items. pile of things.

"Get rich, make a fortune this time! Jiexiu is really rich, most of the cultivators of the Xiuxian family are not as rich as the brothers of the Que family... Doing a no-cost business like Jiexiu, the money comes quickly!"

Bai Zichen sighed, put everything away by category, and stuffed two storage bags into the Taoist robe.

After getting out of the cave, he identified the direction and headed straight for Qingfeng Gate.