No one knows luck better than me

Chapter 38

In the end, the four elders still couldn't figure out a reason, and Chen Xun could not offend anyone, so he calmly escaped after doing Tai Chi.

Returning to his residence, he excitedly took out all the harvest just now and spread it on the bed.

"The universe bag, the golden light amulet, the star hunting bow, and the golden needle."

Just now, he was too ignorant to behave badly, and now Chen Xun was caressing these treasures one by one, his eyes shining like a landlord and miser:
"The elders are so generous, they will become prosperous in no time."

It's not that he is short-sighted, but after hearing and seeing for a month, and trying to make up for common sense in the cultivation world, he already knows how precious things are in front of him.

Needless to say, the Azure Dragon Sword bestowed by sect master Hong Quancheng is a high-grade magic weapon with the highest value, which cannot be measured by ordinary money.

Magical weapons are magical weapons that are far beyond the ordinary, and there are four grades of low, middle and high. They can exert extraordinary power in the hands of monks, so they are also extremely rare.

In such a huge Yaowang Mountain, only disciples of the true biography level are eligible to own magic weapons, and they are basically among the low-rank and middle-rank, and there are only a handful of high-rank. Get rewarded.

The Qiankun bag is also a rare item in the cultivation world of Qianguo where resources are scarce. Few of the true disciples own it, and its value is basically equivalent to a high-grade magic weapon.

Needless to say, the golden light talisman belongs to the celestial spirit talisman, and it can resist the fatal attack of any monk of the lower third rank within the duration of its effect. For the current Chen Xun, it is equivalent to the life-saving talisman. Low.

The most important reason is that no matter whether it is the Qiankun bag or the golden light body talisman, only advanced qi training practitioners who condense spiritual knowledge and cultivate mana can refine it. Purchase and exchange through the square market.

In the world of practice, there are sixteen arts of Taoism, namely mining, weapon refining, sword refining, spiritual slaughter, medicinal food, planting, alchemy, animal taming, spiritual cultivation, soul refining, talisman refining, armor refining, spiritual writing, and spiritual appreciation. , Formation, Attachment.

More than half of them are not good at martial arts.

As for the Star Hunting Bow and Du'er Golden Needle, they may be inferior in quality to the first three, but they are equally valuable and meaningful to Chen Xun.

With these five things in his body, there are probably few veteran true disciples in the sect who can compare with him.

Thinking of this in his heart, Chen Xun kept stuffing several treasures into the Qiankun bag, and then took them out again, having a great time.

Finally, the excitement subsided, so he put the Azure Dragon Sword and the Golden Light Amulet on his body, and kept the other two things in the Qiankun Bag and put them close to his body.

It was not until dusk that Song Dahu came to look for him, and he ended his practice.

After more than a month of living in the sect, Song Dahu's mental outlook has also changed significantly at this time. Not only is his figure more burly and tall, but his eyes are also full of energy.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the simple and honest meaning between the eyebrows.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, but they are not unfamiliar at all, and they immediately went to the inner door canteen with their shoulders linked.

Compared with the canteen of true disciples with few people, the canteen of Inner Sect is undoubtedly much larger. This time happened to be meal time, there were nearly a hundred people sitting around a table in twos and threes, very lively.

Of course, as soon as Chen Xun, who was dressed in the costume of a true disciple, came in, most of the people's gazes were cast over to salute. Chen Xun followed Song Dahu and bought a large bucket of rice and two large pieces of beef with the identity jade card. , found an empty place to sit down, completely ignoring all the envious and jealous eyes around him.

"Dahu, how are you doing?"

Chen Xun started to eat unceremoniously, and asked at the same time:
"The brothers around you didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

Song Dahu ate the meat with big mouthfuls, he laughed and said:

"That's not true. Thanks to you and Master, the senior brothers in the inner sect are good to me. When Master can convert me, I will be able to go to Shangfeng to find you."

Although he was accepted by the elder Wu Zhenghua, Song Dahu did not have Chen Xun's extraordinary talent after all, and he was only temporarily accepted as a registered disciple and placed in the inner sect to practice, and he would have to go through school examinations before he could be included in the true biography.

So strictly speaking, Song Dahu is still an inner disciple.

Of course, generally speaking, inner sect disciples can only be selected if they are masters of martial arts. This situation is considered an exceptional promotion.

"Examination."

Chen Xun thought for a while:
"If you have any lack of resources, please tell me at any time, and I will find a way to get it for you."

"No need, the resources provided by the disciples of the inner sect are many times better than when I was in the Longwen Gang. I will soon work hard and have the confidence to pass the assessment of Elder Wu."

Song Dahu didn't care, he laughed and said:
"What about you, Ah Xun, how is the teaching by that powerful senior sister?"

"I, I'm almost exhausted."

With the sect master's explanation, Chen Xun was not very good at telling the truth, so he just said casually:

"Senior Sister Xiao, she taught me not to."

"Tiger?"

Before he finished speaking, a hearty female voice came in suddenly. Chen Xun turned his head and saw a tall, strong and well-looking woman walking over:
"This is your brother?"

Then, Chen Xun clearly saw that facing this tall and strong woman, Song Dahu quickly stood up, his face flushed red, and he began to speak:

"Wu, Senior Sister Wu, this is my brother Chen Xun."

Song Dahu acted suspiciously. Before Chen Xun could ask, the woman called Senior Sister Wu laughed heartily:

"Junior Brother Chen is indeed a good-looking talent. I am Wu Qing, the daughter of Elder Wu. You can call me Senior Sister Wu."

Elder Wu Zhenghua's daughter?

Is it when Elder Wu claimed that he was only twenty-eight years old when they met for the first time, and that she and herself were a daughter made in heaven?

The other party's appearance was not bad, but his temperament couldn't match that of Guan Yuexiuhua. Chen Xun's eyelids twitched, and he got up quickly and said:
"I met Senior Sister Wu."

Song Dahu wiped his mouth nervously, and said, "Senior Sister, you haven't eaten yet, do you want to come together?"

"It's okay, I just saw you and came over to say hello."

Wu Qing took a look at Chen Xun, as if curious about what kind of talent his father was fighting for, and then smiled:
"Okay, you guys eat, I won't bother you anymore."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left neatly, and the figure taller than the man was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

Song Dahu couldn't help looking around frequently, Chen Xun looked at this scene with strange eyes, and suddenly said in a low voice:
"Dahu, is this senior sister the one who taught you? Have you fallen in love with her?"

"What, what?"

Hearing this, Song Dahu's simple and honest face suddenly became extremely unnatural, and he said extremely nervously:

"Ah Xun, what nonsense are you talking about, no, I don't"

Good guy, you also have a crush on your senior sister?
How could Chen Xun not know the other party, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Dahu, Dahu, you really deserve to be my brother."

(End of this chapter)