On how the cannon fodder attack is counterattacked by the protagonist

Then Wei Weiqing led the two little guys out of the armory after the boy had rested.

Zhong Wu expressed great pity for the medium-grade spiritual weapon thrown into the storage bag by the man, it must have been given to him by the master.

It's a pity that he still can't fully control the Longyuan Sword, and it's the limit to barely turn it into a top-grade spiritual weapon. When he can control Longyuan in the future, he must ask his master for that sword.

Luckily, a certain demon who dwells in the boy's dantian doesn't know what the boy is thinking, otherwise he would have to vomit blood for three liters--couldn't the majestic heavenly artifact be as good as a mere middle-grade spear?

After going out from the weapon room, the three of them had an unimpeded road ahead, and after a while, they were surrounded by mountains and rivers.

But the mountains and rivers in front of me are different from ordinary mountains and rivers. These mountains are rich in metal substances, which will form various weapons under the natural beating of the spiritual power of the second level. Whether the spiritual power is strong or not is related to the formation of weapons And the quality is good or bad.

The water body contains spirits of different levels that are bred by the heavens and the earth. All the weapons made with wisdom can evolve into spiritual weapons, and the level of spiritual weapons is distinguished according to the level of spiritual wisdom.

Of course, if it is a super-advanced spiritual intelligence bred in the world for thousands of years, then the spiritual weapon may even evolve into a treasure.

However, the probability of both before and after is very low, otherwise the treasure weapon would not become a legendary weapon.

As for the artifacts... tsk tsk tsk, it is conceivable that anything with the word "God" is not simple. Most people don't believe in the existence of artifacts. Demon Lord Jiuli expresses his short-sightedness in this regard!

The suddenly bright scenery in front of him didn't make Wei Qing feel relieved. Anyone who came out and saw a group of people in front of him wouldn't feel comfortable, would he?

What's more, these people were the Guiyi sect who shouted at his apprentice before, and the person standing at the top actually had the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul.

Thinking about the high-grade spiritual weapon in his apprentice's hand, Wei Qing was not surprised that the other party was able to call the second-in-command in the team.

The man was not very old, but he had an extraordinary bearing. He must be a young and romantic figure. He was neither humble nor overbearing when facing Wei Qing at this moment, but his eyes were slowly moving towards the young man beside him.

Wei Qing's expression remained motionless, and the young Zhong Wu would not show any signs of timidity.

In the end, it was the other party who took a step forward and bowed his hands to salute, and spoke first: "Before I waited for a disciple of Guiyi to offend me, I hope Daojun Haihan."

Wei Qing sneered, and glanced at those people one by one, no one dared to look at them, but that young man was neither humble nor overbearing, it seemed that Wei Qing would not give up unless he forgave.

"Qiu Daojun's words sound nice, but he doesn't know whether he brought this group of people here to apologize or something else. You might as well make your words clear, so as not to waste everyone's time."

Qiu Minglang's face changed slightly, but he didn't expect this person to tear his face directly, "Since that's the case, Qiu has made it clear that the young man next to you is possessed of demonic energy, and we suspect that he is a spy sent by the demon cultivator."

After finishing speaking, there was silence, Zhong Wu glanced at the man, who was still expressionless.

Ru Sang clenched the long whip in her hand, not quite understanding what was going on with the sudden turnaround. Although he didn't like that young man, how could the other party suddenly become a spy of Moxiu?

During this silence, Qiu Minglang was the first to realize that something was wrong, but it was obviously too late!

An extremely light blue and white flashed across, and a handsome face was approached in front of his clothes. The young man was startled, and subconsciously counterattacked, and the sword was subdued before it was sheathed.

Even though they are all Nascent Soul great powers, the gap between the late stage and the Dzogchen stage is not a little bit.

The young man's face turned pale, and he heard the other party chuckle in his ear, with a hint of contempt and arrogance: "Does Qiu Daojun not believe that my Daoist's cultivation level can't even tell whether his apprentice is a human or a demon?"

The feeling of being oppressed was very uncomfortable, Qiu Minglang pursed his lips, sweat broke out from his forehead, and said nothing.

Zhong Wu clenched his hand hanging by his side slightly, frowned slightly, he didn't like men getting so close to other people, at this time he got up because of him, he didn't want to bother Master to explain more to him.

In this regard, a certain Demon King said: Come on, stubborn boy, it’s not long since I escaped from such a terrifying sword array with a teleportation talisman, and now my body is weak!

"What if the Daoist insists on protecting his apprentice?" Speaking of stubbornness, the young man must be one of the best, and he still wouldn't budge when someone held a soft sword to his neck.

Wei Qing's eyes turned cold, his soft sword was raised slightly, and the disciples of the Guiyi sect who surrounded him were forced back with his cold gaze, "You guys who are overthinking themselves, do you really think that I will give you the so-called explanation when you are stuck here?"

"In my opinion, they are just a group of hypocrites who make excuses for their own selfish desires."

Immediately after he finished speaking, several Guiyi sect disciples looked uncomfortable, Qiu Minglang naturally noticed it, thinking of the "truth" that these nephews and juniors told him, he couldn't help being a little suspicious.

"What do you mean?" The young man took a step back when the man let go of his shackles.

Wei Qing didn't bother to explain more to him, so he just copied his apprentice's words and briefly explained the ins and outs. Of course, the ins and outs were whitewashed by the Taoist chief.

Qiu Minglang's complexion suddenly turned sour, and he asked those people who came to invite him in a low voice, but they really hesitated and couldn't speak.

"If Qiu Dao-jun still doesn't believe it, Li Shuo would like to let Qiu Dao-jun test his own spiritual veins to see if I have the devil energy they said in my body." At the same time, the young man also stood up and stood on the same line with his master .

There was a smile in the man's eyes, his apprentice should be like this, calm and calm, and the most important thing is that he has one heart with him, really awesome!

Although the other party said so, how could Qiu Minglang really do what he said?

Leaving aside the fact that from the performance of the two parties, they are suspicious and unconfident, let's talk about the fact that people can test their own spiritual veins. If they don't have a clear conscience, how can they say this calmly?

Therefore, Qiu Daojun's heart is already biased towards the other side at this moment, but his teacher must not lose face.

So after a sincere apology, the matter was considered to be exposed for the time being, but I didn't expect that there would be people who didn't have eyesight and dared to come out and jump around.

"Uncle Qiu, you trust us, we really didn't lie to you, I saw this kid with his own eyes when he emerged from a space, he was covered in black air, even his eyes were red!"

A slack-eyed man was sweating profusely, wanting to pull Qiu Minglang's sleeve and say this a thousand or eight hundred times, but it's a pity that he wants to calm things down now.

Zhong Wu's eyes turned cold, and the man suddenly felt as if he was locked by some monster, the hairs all over his body stood up, looked at the boy tremblingly, and shouted in shock——

"Look at him, look, his eyes are red, his body is full of black air, and there is a sword, and there is a black and gold sword behind him!"

His yelling was so loud that everyone couldn't help listening to him and looked over, even Wei Qing looked at the young man standing beside him.

The young man turned his head and looked back at him innocently with blinking eyes. His black and white eyes were full of a man's face, focused and obscure.

How could such a radiant young man be a demon cultivator?

It's not just Wei Qing, but almost everyone in the room thinks this way, so it seems that the stern-eyed man is narrow-minded and beat him up out of nothing.

Some impatience flashed across Qiu Minglang's eyes, who did senior brother Xindao choose this time, it was a disgrace to the whole school, and he couldn't help it.

Quickly calling two people to hold the crazy man, Qiu Minglang apologized repeatedly, and invited Wei Qing and the three to go together, saying that they had found the entrance to the third realm.

Wei Qing thought for a while, although they were right about this, but Guiyi's sect was ranked second among the three major sects, and they couldn't completely slap their faces, and it was still on the condition that the other party sincerely apologized.

It was just that he was not reconciled to letting him go like this, so after consulting his apprentices, he ordered the former Guiyi disciples to come out and beat him up, not forgetting to give Qiu Minglang a wink before the beating.

Qiu Minglang bitterly expressed his understanding that these disciples who have been beaten by Wei Daojun should not expect any good development in Guiyimen in the future.

Zhong Wu restrained his magic power, his blood-red eyes turned black, and at the same time put away his illusion, watching his master vent his anger for him contentedly.

The feeling of being pampered by the master is so wonderful that he never wants to let go, but he wants to become stronger and pamper the master.

A certain demon felt that the boy's emotional changes were really convinced. This boy was too black-bellied, so he mourned for his master for 3 minutes.

However, the little thing's magic power is getting smoother and smoother, and he is naturally suitable for cultivating demons. Jiuli can bet that even if Zhong Wu hadn't met him, his future path to enlightenment would definitely be inseparable from demons.

Gui Yimen didn't know what method he could use to find the entrance of the third level quickly and accurately. Anyway, when they all got to the entrance, Wei Qing hadn't yet uttered words from the seemingly innocent Qiu Minglang.

Daoist Wei, who hadn't planned to bring his apprentice into the third realm, changed his mind at this moment. It's more dangerous to leave the young man with the high-grade spiritual weapon outside now, okay?

But the other little guy is not interested in continuing to carry on, and the third stage is dangerous for the foundation-building practitioners. He can protect one, but not the other.

Ru Sang silently accepted the man's decision, stood at the entrance and said that she would obediently wait for them to come out.

Wei Qing was a little worried when he saw the young man's "I'm fine, I'm fine if I don't feel wronged" look, who told him to be soft and not hard, after all, life and death were shared.

"Master, I still have some pain."

A slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and Wei Qing turned his head to see his apprentice looking at him with a pair of watery eyes, pointing at his arm and pointing at his chest, and immediately ignored the other boy's grievance.

"I'll take a closer look at you later as a teacher." Wei Qing touched the boy's arm, he was too thin, and he must make up for the boy when he goes back.

Qiu Minglang stared at the pair speechlessly for a long time, and finally took out a bottle of top-quality wound medicine and stuffed it into the young man's hand, saying: "This is a sacred healing product from our family, and it is given to the little brother Quan Qie." Make an apology."

"Apprentice take care of it." Wei Qing immediately put it away for his apprentice when he heard the words. He had heard of this thing before, and it seemed to have the effect of life and death.

He doesn't know whether it can really achieve such a curative effect, but it is definitely not bad.

Zhong Wu looked down at the man peeling off his skirt and stuffing the medicine bottle into his clothes, a pair of black eyes under his slightly drooping eyelashes were serious and concerned, and then he felt shameful.

Oh, it's becoming more and more unbearable to be approached by Master.

The young man thought to himself, and then began to resent the person who delivered the wound medicine. He wondered if the master would give him the medicine himself, or let him solve it by himself.

So a group of people stepped into the entrance of the third realm together with various thoughts, and those who stayed at the entrance watched their backs gradually disappear.

Ru Sang held the long whip tightly in her arms, and the middle-grade spirit weapon was quite coveted by others, but fortunately, the man gave him a lot of good things before he left, both for attack and defense, so the people around him also looked at it. With greedy eyes, I dare not really do anything.

Daojun, it would be great if I could follow you all the time, but unfortunately you never answered my question directly, can you take Ru Sang as your disciple...

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The author is one year older today, quack quack, I hope there will be new weather and progress in the new year!