I'm The Great Immortal

Then, the sword palace sent someone to open the iron box.

In this process, everyone looked forward to it, and even many people behind couldn't see it. They stood on tiptoe with a curious and urgent look on their face.

Soon, the iron box was removed.

As like as two peas, they are seen in front of everyone.

The shape of the oil lamp is ancient and simple, and the surface is engraved with dense runes, with a sense of ancient famine, as if it came through time and space.

However, looking carefully, there are many fine cracks on the surface of the oil lamp, crisscross, just like a spider's web.

Then Bai Changlao of Bixiao palace stood up and began to introduce to the people.

Of course, it's also for situ Aotian on the stage.

"This is the peerless magic weapon of my Bixiao palace. It is a treasure handed down from the Taoist priest who lit the lamp during the period of Fengshen."

"After the God sealing war and the long years, the baby has been damaged."

"I tried my best to repair Bixiao palace."

After a pause, I heard elder Bai continue.

"Of course, the most important issue is the two oil lamps, one true and one false."

"I, the ancestors of Bixiao palace, can't tell who is true and who is false."

"In this way, it will greatly hinder the repair of magic tools."

At this point, elder Bai's eyes fell on situ Aotian on the stage, full of expectation.

"Therefore, the first step is to bother Mr. situ to distinguish the authenticity of the two oil lamps."

Situ Aotian said with pride on his face.

"Bai Changlao, please rest assured."

"I first identify the true and false, and then repair the oil lamp!"

After saying that, situ Aotian suddenly drank, and his hands tied an ancient Dharma seal in front of him.

"Purple fairy pupil!"

"Open!"

Soon, situ Aotian's eyes turned purple, as if there was a cloud of purple in his pupils.

Even his whole body was shrouded in purple.

People can even see the presence of immortals in the purple air. They are either giving lectures, flying with swords, or fighting in mid air.

Sword light and sword shadow, vertical and horizontal killing, make people feel frightened..

The crowd exclaimed.

"Isn't this the purple fairy pupil that has been lost for hundreds of years!"

"God has eyes, and I have seen such peerless secrets in my lifetime."

"It is said that Ziqi immortal pupil is a divine skill handed down from the fairy world. Any blindfold will be revealed under Ziqi immortal pupil."

After Li Xiaofan saw it, he couldn't help feeling a burst of laughter.

Indeed, as these people said, the purple fairy pupil was handed down from the fairy world.

But they are the lowest level of cultivation methods. They are all friars of small schools. Because of the limitations of schools, there is too little cultivation skills, so they will practice these low-level spells.

For example, the Xuantian sect where Li Xiaofan belongs, even the lowest rank factotum disciples disdain to practice such rubbish skills.

It has become a rare treasure on earth.

What a bunch of short-sighted and ignorant ants.

Then, a purple light column hit the two oil lamps on the stone platform.

Buzzing, buzzing!

Soon, the two oil lamps began to tremble, and a cloud of purple gas came out above the oil lamp on the left.

The oil lamp on the right did not respond at all.

Everyone was full of doubts and didn't understand why.

Situ Aotian took back the purple fairy pupil and pointed to the oil lamp on the right.

"This is false!"

"The one on the left is real."

Seeing that the audience was still confused and forced, situ Aotian continued to explain.

"Any magic weapon of grade, as long as it is genuine, can show a purple breath under my purple fairy pupil."

"The fake will show white spirit."

Under the stage, elder Bai couldn't help asking.

"But just now, I noticed that there was no white gas coming out of the fake, and there was no response at all. What's going on?"

Similarly, this is also the doubt in people's hearts.

Situ Aotian continued to explain.

"This shows that it is not as good as a fake, ha ha!"

"Otherwise, how can there be no white gas."

"Pure nonsense!"

It was Li Xiaofan who said this.

Since he has promised yuxuzi before, he must keep his promise.

Of course, on the other hand, Li Xiaofan is also very interested in the rumored immortal world.

Because in Li Xiaofan's opinion, the one on the right is true. But somehow the surface was manipulated to confuse the public. But now even if it is damaged, the level of the oil lamp will exceed the general King level magic tools. Magic tools are divided into inferior, middle, top and best. Upward is the king's product, as well as the emperor's product. The best magic tools are extremely rare in the secular world. Any top-notch magic weapon is qualified to become the town sect magic weapon of the sect. Not to mention the legendary King's magic weapon! Even the sword palace can't get a king's magic weapon. Therefore, the king's magic tools with such a high level can't see through the true face by virtue of situ Aotian's purple Qi fairy pupil and other low-level spells. "I said the one on the left was fake!" fart! "Situ Aotian shouted. "You useless firewood with no accomplishments knows a fart!" Bai Changlao and the supreme elders of the sword palace, but no one paid attention to Li Xiaofan. The black snake old man stared at Li Xiaofan with muddy eyes and said with a smile. "Smelly boy, you're going to be in trouble soon. You still care about this here." Yan Gutian said with clenched teeth. "Give me that stone egg back quickly and I'll spare you a dog's life." Li Xiaofan didn't bother to pay attention to the two flies at all. He went to Bai Changlao's face and said to him. "I can fix this magic weapon for you, but you have to give me the quota in the immortal spirit world!" since the people in the sword palace don't believe him, there's no need to spend more time with these people. Bai Changlao smiled, didn't look at Li Xiaofan at all, shook his head and said. "Sorry, I won't trust a person who has no aura." "so please give way." a loud laugh broke out in the crowd behind him. All kinds of sarcastic voices poured in like a tide. On the stage, situ Aotian glared at Li Xiaofan, with some gloating. Then, he saw situ Aotian's ancient handprint. With a flick of his finger, he hit the oil lamp on the left. Buzz! Suddenly, the oil lamp began to vibrate slightly, and the cracks on the surface were repaired quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. With the development of handprints, the speed of crack repair is faster and faster. In this way, the oil lamp was repaired in less than a cup of tea. The whole process was very smooth. After the repair, the light on the surface of the oil lamp becomes more and more profound, which is obviously one grade higher than the oil lamp on the right. Powerful mana, like surging waves, fluctuated continuously around. Situ Aotian held the oil lamp in one hand and looked at Li Xiaofan triumphantly. His tone was full of disdain and arrogance. "Well, smelly boy, didn't you say this oil lamp is fake?" "what else do you have now" click! As a result, before situ Aotian finished his words, the oil lamp in his hand suddenly broke and became a waste residue on the ground. "This..." situ Aotian was stunned and stunned on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning. The whole audience was quiet. Everyone looked at the scene and lost their chin.