"But, this sword used to be not only a low-level heaven, but a high-level heaven."

"Sky-grade top-grade?!!"

An Lan was shocked.

"Yes, even though it is half-waste now, as long as you re-spend, the power will definitely be greater than the half-step heaven-level you liked before."

"How to choose depends on yourself."

Zhan Wuque placed the broken sword on the shelf aside.

An Lan's eyes showed hesitation.

One is a half-waste broken sword with a rusty and inconspicuous appearance, while the other is a thin and slender woman with a sword.

But after being said by Zhan Wuque, An Lan could no longer ignore the Broken Sword.

The top-level sky level is not ordinary precious. Even if it is just a broken sword, and as long as it is repaired, its power will be stronger than the other one.

An Lan fell into hesitation.

But soon, she made a choice.

Broken Sword!

For a warrior, the power of a weapon and its help to himself are far more important than appearance.

Most importantly, she chose to believe Zhan Wuque.

"Believe me, you will definitely not regret it in the future."

Zhan Wuque smiled slightly.

After An Lan's weapons were selected, it was Zhan Wuque's turn next.

An Lan has the qualifications to choose one thing in the national treasury, and there are three.

He must grasp it well.

After walking around the treasury for most of the time, there were many good things, but Zhan Wuque had not found the one that suited him the most.

At present, improving his strength is the most important thing, and he must choose what he can use.

Just as he passed by a shelf, he suddenly stopped and looked sideways at an inconspicuous thing on the shelf.

It was an irregular object that was only the size of a thumb.

Zhan Wuque went over and picked up the thing, put it in the palm of his hand, looked at it carefully, and his eyes flashed with a strange color, and he put it away.

"Master, why did you choose this?"

An Lan looked puzzled.

No matter how you look at the irregular thing, it doesn't look like a treasure, without a trace of treasure, and is inconspicuous.

"It looks like a random discarded refiner."

"This is indeed the waste left by the failure of the block refining tool," Zhan Wuque smiled, "As for why you choose it, keep it confidential."

Zhan Wuque kept it a secret.

What An Lan didn't know was that although this was waste, it was waste left by the refining holy soldiers.

Holy weapons, as the name suggests, are weapons used by saints.

It is a weapon blessed by the Martial Saint for many years. Every weapon is exerted to its limit and is comparable to a martial Saint's powerful man.

As for why Zhan Wuque chose this piece of waste, it was entirely because of the small tower.

Just now, Xiaota began to tremble violently when he discovered this piece of waste, and used his spiritual thoughts to communicate with Zhan Wuque.

Finally, the discussion was completed on one person and one tower.

Xiaota used the opportunity to take action to exchange with Zhan Wuque.

But the opponent's strength is limited to the Wuzong.

And you have to hand over the things to the small tower in advance.

Because every time the small tower takes action, it consumes a lot of energy and must be replenished in advance.

Three qualifications, two are left.

Zhan Wuque continues to search.

"Is this, Yunni?"

Zhan Wuque held a jade box in his hand, and his eyes showed surprise.

In the jade box, a gray-brown mud piece was lying quietly as the size of mung beans.

"Yunni, it turns out to be Yunni!"

An Lan couldn't help but scream.

Cloud Ni, the existence of god-level in the refining materials.

Any weapon can be restored immediately as soon as it is added with a little mud, even if it is shaken into powder.

You know, even god-level weapons will be broken.

For example, the fragment of the artifact that Zhan Wuque owns is an example.

But it will be different if you add it to make cloud mud. Even if it is broken thousands of times, it can be returned to its original state.

"I didn't expect that I could actually see Yunni here."

Zhan Wuque sighed softly, his eyes were complicated.

In his previous life, before refining the spears of the gods, he searched all over the world, but he did not find the clouds and mud. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.

This also led to the shattering of the spears of the gods in the final battle.

Unexpectedly, by chance, I could get a small piece of cloud mud in this life.

Zhan Wuque closed the jade box and held it in his hand.

With this small mung bean-sized cloud mud, this trip to the national treasury has not been in vain.

"Two pieces, there's a last chance."

Zhan Wuque thought to himself.

It took him half an hour to turn the entire treasury and finally stand in the middle.

Three things are placed here alone.

A pale yellow jade Ruyi.

A secret book.

A bronze token.

Yu Ruyi is a secret treasure.

To be precise, it is a spiritual treasure.

Zhan Wuque touched it gently, and a layer of invisible ripples slowly swept away.

"The power of this secret treasure can threaten the Martial Master!"

An Lan was shocked.

At close range, she could feel a faint sense of crisis.

An Lan looked at the secret book, which clearly stated, "Heavenly middle-grade martial arts, extreme essence martial arts."

"Heavenly level martial arts! Master, did you choose this book "Jiyuan Gong" or Yu Ruyi?"

An Lan asked.

Yu Ruyi, it can be said that there is an additional way to save her life.

As for "Jiyuan Gong".

Heaven-level martial arts are rare.

What's more, it's a mid-grade class.

Zhan Wuque did not answer, but looked at the bronze token in the corner.

"Is this God's will?"

Zhan Wuque sighed in his heart.

The bronze token has no characteristics.

There are five clouds engraved on the front, and the opposite is a vast ocean.

Seeing Zhan Wuque's eyes falling on the token, An Lan couldn't help but say, "Master, is this also a treasure?"

"No."

Zhan Wuque shook his head.
To be continued...