Xianbang

The Nine Dragons Festival can be said to be a once-in-a-hundred-year event in the world of cultivating immortals. Most of the protagonists of this grand event are the best disciples of the younger generation of the major sects. Come to this event.

This is a good place to show off your skills, and it is also the best place for those hot-blooded teenagers who want to become famous in one fell swoop. Every time the Kowloon Festival, there will always be one or two unknown top masters. These young people who are showing their talents Maybe they didn't make it to the "Ling Bang", but they must have a skill that can shock the world and become the guests of those great sects of cultivating immortals.

There are also some young talents who died here, turned into the sand at the bottom of the sunset river, and disappeared from this world.

Of course, apart from the young talents in the world, some elders of the great sect of cultivating immortals, and the ascetic Taoists who have lived in seclusion for thousands of years, these old urchins who like to join in the fun will also come to this grand event for a stroll, and they may fall in love with them just by looking at them. A certain young man with high talent was taken in, and he was accepted as a closed disciple.

Jiulongwu is located in the west of Huadu, including the three thousand li bank of Xiyang River, which is a swamp full of ancient trees.

After nightfall, every ancient tree in the entire Jiulongwu is covered with spiritual lamps, and there are often dozens of colorful spiritual lamps on each ancient tree. Some of these spiritual lamps are made of bronze, and some are made of Black jade chisels, and some even collected a variety of rare materials and were refined through the method of refining spiritual weapons.

In addition to these ancient trees, even the sunset river in the entire river section is suspended with countless halos of bright lights, reflecting the entire sunset river like a mottled spirit river.

As long as the young cultivators who come to Jiulongwu on this day will buy such a lamp, it is said that if a man and a woman exchange the lamps in their hands on this day, they will be able to get married together.

If a male monk takes a fancy to a certain female monk, he can give her the spiritual lamp in his hand. If she accepts it, it means that the woman has agreed to the man's courtship. If she does not accept it, then it means that reject.

So Kowloon Festival has become a courtship festival again!

On the ancient road, handsome men and beauties walk in pairs, or a group of men and women walk together, holding spiritual lamps in their hands, with smiles on their faces, chatting and laughing happily on the ancient road, studying Taoism and exchanging ideas, everything looks so beautiful beautiful.

But there are always exceptions. A young man in blue and green clothes is walking alone on the ancient road. His brows are erect, his nose is straight, and his face is full of smiles.He looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with aura on his feet, and every step he took looked chic and elegant, which made many beautiful female monks flirt with him, and he returned it with a smile.

This was none other than Guo Yi who had moved his acupoints. He also held a bronze spiritual lamp in his hand, and a light blue brilliance bloomed from the lamp furnace.

His attire made people think that he was a young and promising young hero of the great sect of cultivating immortals.

On one side of the ancient road is the sunset river full of aura, and on the other side are monks who take advantage of the grand event of the Nine Dragons Festival to sell spiritual treasures. The dense brilliance bloomed, attracting many monks and monks.

"By the way, I said that I want to buy two accessories for Su E, so that I can exchange the Burying Heaven Sword from her. It is a family heirloom of my Guo family, although she is the future of our old Guo family. His daughter-in-law, but since ancient times, these treasures are passed on to men and not to daughters, let alone his daughter-in-law, how can there be such a saying?" Guo Yi thought to himself.

Beside him, an old man wearing rotten straw sandals was setting up a stall. The straw sandals on his feet were completely rotten, and his clothes were in tatters. There was a strange smell all over his body, like messy straw. He wore a broken straw hat on his head, which covered his head, so he couldn't see what he looked like?

On the stall in front of him, there were only a few old items, some of which were still stained with mud, and some were even a black mass, and it was impossible to tell what they were.

These things are not spiritual treasures, they are simply thrown out of the rubbish dump on the side of the road.

Guo Yi just walked towards these street stalls, but quickly backed away, thinking: "This is an accessory for a girl, how can I buy street stalls, no, no, I have to go to a good treasure building to take some Lingbao for her It is."

"The magic weapon is on sale, one magic weapon is cheap, little brother, do you want to buy a magic weapon? I'll sell you two for one spiritual herb?"

At this moment, the old man with the straw hat suddenly opened his mouth to solicit business, and Guo Yi was immediately attracted by his voice. Of course, he would not believe that one stalk of spiritual grass could buy two magic weapons, which attracted him. is the master of this voice.

"Why does it sound like that old guy?" Guo Yi was puzzled, and glanced at the old man sitting behind the stall. It was okay if he didn't look at it, but it made Guo Yi furious.

Although the old man was wearing a straw hat and couldn't see him, Guo Yi recognized him at a glance. He was the old beggar from the Wumeng, Ji Youran's uncle!

The old beggar obviously didn't recognize Guo Yi after the wrong bone was moved. Seeing Guo Yi looking at him, he suddenly regained his spirits, his old eyes shone, and he laughed loudly: "Little brother, I can tell when I look at you." You are an outstanding talent among the younger generation in the world of cultivating immortals, and you will surely soar into the sky and become famous all over the world soon."

He glanced at Guo Yi, who was alone, and shook his head again and again: "You are such a young, promising, and extremely talented genius without a beautiful woman to accompany you. God is really blind. Of course, this is not because you are not good enough. It is entirely because of you. Because you don’t have anything on you to show off your identity.”

A smile appeared on Guo Yi's face, pretending to be fooled by him, and asked: "Dare to ask senior, what kind of objects can bring out my identity?"

"Hooked!" The old beggar was delighted, and he quickly pointed to the broken pieces on the ground and said, "A magic weapon! As long as you have a magic weapon, you will have beauty, status, and reputation. Now I am selling it at a loss. , one spiritual grass can buy two magical artifacts, and you can choose whatever you want, it is absolutely genuine, no one can deceive you!"

Guo Yi deliberately pretended to believe it was true, walked to the stall, picked up a few pieces of tatters and inspected them, then put them on the ground, clapped his hands, shook his head and sighed: "Senior, where are these magic weapons?" here?"

The old beggar looked away, wondering why Guo Yi would ask such a question, and muttered in his mouth: "This is a black product, it was a friend of mine who robbed a tomb from the tomb of an evil land lord. stolen."

Guo Yi gave up, and said: "Senior, you were deceived by your friend. This is not a magic weapon at all, it's just a waste stone in the tomb. A real magic weapon must have a magic circle, and there must be a magic circle. Using all kinds of rare materials, it can only be done after hundreds or even thousands of years of tempering."

"It's over, I met an expert!" The old beggar cried out inwardly, but his face was still very calm, and he asked tentatively: "From what the little brother said, it seems that he is an outstanding disciple of a certain holy place. magic weapon?"

Guo Yi looked proud, puffed out his chest, and said, "I've seen it before, I have one on me right now."

"You have one on you?" The old beggar was overjoyed, and the way he looked at Guo Yi suddenly changed, as if a sinner saw a delicate girl who was stripped naked, and wished he could pounce on Guo Yi immediately.

You must know that the value of the magic weapon is extraordinary. Even the lowest level of the magic weapon can fetch a sky-high price of [-] million spiritual grass. With the character of an old beggar, how could he not be excited when he heard the great news? It's not that there are many people here, he knocked Guo Yi unconscious with a stick right now, and then seized the treasure and flashed away.

If Guo Yi wanted to lure the old beggar to the bait, he had to come up with something real. He took out the broken piece of iron that he got from the canyon at the bottom of the river from the storage spirit palace. Big, with rust stains on it that can't be wiped off at all.

When Guo Yi took out the broken iron piece, the smile on the old beggar's face suddenly froze, and he cursed in his heart: "I won't meet my colleagues, right? Is this thing a magic weapon?"

The old beggar looked at Guo Yi with the eyes of his peers, and then took the broken piece of iron in his hand. He wanted to crush it casually, but he used the huge iron piece of tens of thousands of catties without any damage. He snorted lightly, could it really be a magic weapon?

The wrinkles on his face immediately relaxed, and his spiritual consciousness was like a piece of iron. At this moment, his body shook, and his eyes widened bigger than a cow.

"There are 36 magic circles, fragments of super magic weapons!" The old beggar was shocked.

You must know that there are not ten magical weapons that surpass the level of magical weapons, and there are not ten pieces in the entire ancient Xuanyu Immortal Cultivation World. the Supreme Warrior.

Although what Guo Yi took out was only a fragment of a super magic weapon, it was far higher than the value of a top magic weapon, and it was a truly priceless treasure.

The eyes of the old beggar looking at Guo Yi are different again. If we say that before, it was the eyes of a sinister looking at a weak girl, then now it is the eyes of a girl looking at a rich man.

"Little... little... little brother, you bastard, no, where did you pick up this magic weapon? Are there any other fragments?" The old beggar trembled.

Guo Yi looked at the old beggar like a bumpkin, and said, "You haven't seen the market, have you? Everyone in our village has one magic weapon like this, and it's piled up all over the floor in our firewood house. Now It's almost moldy."

Guo Yi said as he took the broken iron back from the hands of the frightened old beggar.

"One piece for each person? There is still a place in the woodshed?" The old beggar couldn't believe his ears. If he hadn't seen Guo Yi's "honest and honest" face, he really suspected that he had encountered a lunatic.

Guo Yi added another sentence: "It's not just piled up on the ground, there is also a mountain behind our village. Not only are there these magical artifacts in the mountain, but also a lot of pills and old corpses that are shining. , I heard from the village chief that there is a boulder like a heart in the mountain, and there are blood veins on the boulder, it is so scary."