The service hall is located near the mountain gate, and the Zhenbao Pavilion is on the first peak where the gate owner belongs, so the momentum is naturally extraordinary.
There are five levels in the Treasure Pavilion, namely the outer sect, the inner sect, the direct descendants, the elders, and the sect master. The identities of Lin Feng’s outer sect disciples have been registered and stored in the treasury. You don’t need Yue’er’s help to greet you. You can go directly by showing your identity card.
Enter the outer gate pavilion.
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Lin Feng cupped his fists, said thank you, and entered the pavilion.
When I came in and took a look, I was immediately surprised. What kind of magic weapon pavilion was this? It was clearly a grocery store.
Rows of wooden shelves hold various types of weapons, swords, guns, swords, sticks and other items. At first glance, it is dazzling. Some have names and introductions in small print underneath, and some are simply on the shelf.
It's a bunch of messy situations, and it's impossible to tell whether they are good or bad.
Although the Treasure Pavilion is full of weapons that can be used by the outer disciples of the Xuanji Sect, there are only two to three thousand of them. However, there was a major recruitment of disciples in ten years ago, and a large number of good quality ones have been selected.
What's left now are almost all crooked melons and cracked dates, and most of them can no longer be used normally.
Lin Feng was a little speechless. The treatment of the outer disciples was really bad.
However, the cultivation level of the outer disciples themselves is also in an awkward stage, and they cannot control good things. It is a pity that most disciples will not be picky if they can have a handy weapon.
When entering the Treasure Pavilion, a time-keeping incense will be lit to prevent disciples from wasting time and causing trouble inside.
Lin Feng walked around and looked around. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head and said: "What are they? The sword was broken in half, the knife was curled, the iron gun and the wooden stick were rusty, forget it... forget it!
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I thought I could find some good things and pick them up, but in fact, the things that could be picked up had been picked up by the disciples in front of me. The things left to me were not as useful as the kitchen knife in Qian Xuefeng's kitchen.
Forget it, it's a waste if you take it, it's better to leave it to other people who need it.
Lin Feng walked out speechlessly. He was about to tell the disciple guarding the gate the truth that he couldn't choose one that he wanted, so he wouldn't choose it anymore.
But the disciple guarding the gate glanced at Lin Feng, and immediately opened his mouth and shouted: "Qian Xuefeng outer disciple Lin Feng, a Qingxuan treasure sword!"
Lin Feng was stunned. Damn, what the hell, I didn’t take anything. That’s bullshit Qingxuan Blade.
"Senior brother, I didn't choose the right weapon!" Lin Feng said hurriedly.
If it weren't for Lin Feng's profound background, the disciple guarding the door would have wanted to slap this bastard away, and immediately said: "Isn't it hanging around your waist?" There was still some dissatisfaction in his words, as if I was blind.
no.
Lin Feng then lowered his head and saw that there was actually a weapon hanging on his waist. He immediately exclaimed: "Damn, what's going on!"
I quickly mentioned this sword. To be honest, calling it a sword is really flattering.
The scabbard was of inferior quality and the hilt was simple. Once it was pulled out, the sword was completely black. What was even more depressing was that the sword was broken in half. It was a good long sword, but it turned out to be a long sword.
dagger.
It was really speechless. Lin Feng wanted to argue, but the disciple guarding the door had already registered the information in the register, so he stopped thinking about it.
I'm too lazy to pay attention to it. Anyway, even if I argue, it will only give me a chance to be re-elected, and those crooked people in the cabinet are not as good as this sword.
Hey! Lin Feng looked at the broken sword and the Qingxuan sword in his hand, but the name was a little bit higher.
After teasing himself, Lin Feng did not hesitate, directly hung the Qingxuan Sword on his waist, turned around and walked out.
But at the moment when he turned around, he bumped into someone head-on. This man was strong and strong. Lin Feng was unprepared and was knocked two or three steps away.
"What a bastard, where did you come from? You don't have eyes when you're walking, right?" The man roared with a fierce look.
This roar immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.
"It's Liu Hao, why is he here?"
"This junior brother is probably new here, so he is in trouble now!"
There were a lot of discussions around him, but Lin Feng lowered his head. In addition, he was a head shorter than Liu Hao, so Liu Hao could not see his expression at all, but he was probably so scared that he almost peed his pants!
Liu Hao, who was thinking this way, opened his mouth to speak, but his whole body suddenly became a little unbelievable for the little boy in front of him.
Lin Feng's expression was stern, his eyes revealed a hint of ferocity, and he was rarely angry.
"You did it on purpose!" Lin Feng stared at Liu Hao and said.
Liu Hao's heart suddenly jumped, but how could he admit it? He immediately shouted: "You little brat can't walk without eyes, and you still blame you, Mr. Liu!"
Although he was ferocious and extremely scary, Lin Feng was not afraid at all.
During the qi training period, you are sensitive to breath. After all, what you cultivate is true qi.
Lin Feng was certain that there was no one behind him, but Liu Hao appeared suddenly. It was such a coincidence that it made people feel that it was a little deliberate.
As for Liu Hao's fierce look, Lin Feng sneered in his heart.
My thoughts started to wander a bit, and I slightly recalled some things from the past.
When I came back to my senses, I was already born in this world.
I don't have a single memory of my parents in my memory.
To survive, just to survive.
Struggling to survive, being bullied, tortured, and exploited.
He didn't even have a place to live. It wasn't until he met his adoptive father that everything changed.
And the reason why I met my adoptive father was because before that, I was beaten to half death.
There is no particular reason, I just remember the moment when I was about to lose consciousness.
The man yelled: "You deserve to be unlucky when I am in a bad mood."
Lin Feng's eyes became more and more frightening. Liu Hao's heart tightened and he cursed: "Stare, why are you staring? I will kill you!"
With a strong physique, even the palms of his hands are more than twice as big as those of ordinary people. When he raises his hands, he uses all his strength and the strong wind blows.
The people who gathered around didn't dare to interfere. This Liu Hao was notoriously evil, not to mention that he was that person. Who dared to meddle in other people's business?
The crowd, three levels inside and three outside, blocked Yue'er who was waiting outside. She was too short and couldn't see what was going on inside. She didn't expect that this matter would involve Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was also shocked, and instinctively raised his hand to block it, injecting all his energy.
In the first gear, the two people's bodies changed. Lin Feng didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but Liu Hao's mouth tilted, causing the bones in his arm to crack a bit, causing excruciating pain.
"Are you really a third-level Qi practitioner?"
"Are you really a first-level Qi practitioner?"
Chapter completed!