Baiyunmen, the forbidden area behind the mountain.
Treasure room.
Cheng Buzheng carefully looked at each treasure, but he always felt like a thorn in his back.
He knew clearly that it must be Mr. Zhong, the scumbag, staring at him!
Although this feeling is uncomfortable, I also understand the strong warning!
There was nothing strange about his face, but he was constantly cursing in his heart.
Bah, scumbag!
No one can tell whether you dare to do it or not!
With this silent warning, do you really think that I am easy to bully?
If you make me angry, I will make you famous in the endless sea.
Then I thought about the gap between the two.
All right!
You have big fists and you are reasonable. Isn’t that enough if I accept it?
Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself, but he still stared at each treasure.
Hey, there is a spiritual heart crystal!
Not bad.
This piece of star iron is quite big, but unfortunately I already have it.
Heavenly Soul Iron, there is actually a piece of Heavenly Soul Iron.
As long as the broken tower is tempered, the strange spirit beads will be there, and with this piece of Heavenly Soul Iron, the spiritual materials for refining the third-level puppet will be complete.
Unexpectedly, the old scumbag actually had such precious spiritual materials.
Fortunately, he showed some strength before and completed the old scumbag's mission.
Otherwise, you will lose this opportunity to choose a treasure.
As time went by, each treasure was scanned by Cheng Bu Zheng one by one, but his expression became increasingly ugly.
what happened?
Why don't you have any magic weapon?
In an instant, he suddenly realized and thought of a possibility!
No wonder the smile from before was so weird.
This old scumbag!
No wonder he was so generous before, allowing him to choose at will, and also putting away the restrictions very boldly.
It turned out that he had collected all the good things.
No wonder, after looking around, I didn't see a single magic weapon.
Sure enough, this old scumbag's tricks are deep.
Everything was intentional on his part.
At this time, Patriarch Zhong, who had been paying attention to Cheng Bizheng, saw that he had finished sizing him up, and immediately said:
"Boy, have you thought about it?"
Obviously, he had no intention of teasing Cheng Bizheng at this moment and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng had already rehearsed his emotions, expressions, and tone in his mind!
Immediately, he looked puzzled and said in a low tone:
"Ancestor, why don't you have a magic weapon?"
"What the disciple has to choose is a magic weapon!"
The words fell.
Cheng Buqian looked at Patriarch Zhong eagerly, his eyes full of grievance, as if he had been deceived.
See this.
Patriarch Zhong couldn't help but feel that his head was a little big. If it had been before, of course he wouldn't have cared about it and could have dismissed it as he pleased.
But when this kid saw the bellyband, it was not so easy to fool him.
You can't just kill the rising star of the sect just for this matter!
Therefore, this matter must be handled properly.
Immediately.
Grand Ancestor Zhong’s expression changed, showing an expression showing that the sect was not having an easy time, and he spoke to console him:
"This is my treasure room, not the sect's treasure room!"
"Before, those magic weapons were the sect's heritage and were taken out from the treasure hall. The magic weapons that I don't use are also placed in the treasure hall."
"That's where the sect's heritage lies. These are just some of my collections. The sect's heritage cannot be touched lightly."
"Only monks from the sect can choose a magic weapon by forming an elixir. The grade of the magic weapon you choose depends entirely on your luck."
"Otherwise, after thousands of years, no matter how many magic weapons we have, they won't be enough!"
"So, you have to understand how difficult it is for the sect!"
Old Ancestor Zhong said with a pleasant expression.
Hear the words.
Cheng Bu Zheng couldn't help but curl his lips in disdain.
This is obviously an excuse.
If he hadn't discovered that bellyband, this old scumbag would probably have a different look!
Cheng Buzheng was very determined about this.
The mouth of a scumbag is a liar!
Even so.
But Cheng Buzheng still showed his loyalty to the sect and said:
"When the sect is in trouble, the disciples cannot turn a blind eye."
"Forget about the magic weapon! Leave it to the newly promoted junior brothers behind!"
Having said that, a look of pain flashed across his face!
Then, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the spiritual objects on the shelf, and he hesitated and said:
"Ancestor, that..."
Cheng Buzheng knew clearly that even with this information, it would be difficult for him to get a high-grade magic weapon from the scumbag old man Zhong today, and it was even impossible for him to get a medium-grade magic weapon. The most likely possibility was only a low-grade magic weapon.
This can be seen from the discussion between Patriarch Zhong and Yan Yuese.
Cheng Buzheng's expression of pain was reflected in Old Ancestor Zhong's eyes, and he knew in his heart that it was almost over!
It’s time to give a sweet date!
"At the end of the day, it's you who suffer the loss!"
"How about this!"
"In my treasure room, you can choose two treasures at will!"
Old Ancestor Zhong said very grandly.
The spiritual objects in this treasure room are all miscellaneous spiritual objects.
He has no use for these spiritual objects.
Therefore, he was very generous at the moment.
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng said with a grateful look on his face:
"Thank you, ancestor!"
Then, the conversation changed:
"Ancestor, please let me choose a few more items!"
"Among these spiritual materials, there happens to be a disciple who refines the spiritual materials for the natal magic weapon. I hope that my ancestor will make it happen."
The natal magic weapon is the monk's treasure to protect the Tao. It can be said to be extremely important!
Therefore, it is also an excellent and irresistible reason.
"three item!"
Patriarch Zhong said calmly without any hesitation.
Although he didn't know, was what Cheng Buzheng said true or false?
These spiritual objects are of no use to him, but every spiritual object is of great value, and three is the limit he can accept.
What's more, he didn't quite believe what this slippery little guy said.
Cheng Buzheng saw that old scumbag Zhong had no expression at all, and his tone was extremely firm.
He also knew that this was almost the bottom line.
Just give it up when it's good, Cheng Buzheng still has a lot of experience.
What's more, the old scumbag changed his mind as quickly as he turned the page in a book, so it was not suitable for him to be entangled.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng waved his hand.
The three-party jade box flew out of the shelf and fell directly into his hand.
With a flip of his palm, the jade box was put into his storage bag.
Then, with a respectful look on his face, he bowed and clasped his fists and said:
"Thank you, ancestor, for the treasure!"
When Patriarch Zhong saw the three treasures Cheng Buqing had chosen, he guessed right. This little guy was trying to refine his own magic weapon!
The spiritual objects he selected are all the most valuable treasures in this treasure room.
Fortunately, I had the foresight before and only agreed to let him pick up three pieces.
Otherwise, if there were a few more, I'm afraid those precious spiritual objects would be caught in one fell swoop.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that this naughty little guy was not so pleasing to the eye, and then he said angrily:
"get out!"
At this moment, he didn't want to see this annoying little guy again for a minute.
See this.
Cheng BuZheng, who got the advantage, was also very sensible and quickly withdrew.