In the seventh Xuanbing cave, there were only about a thousand Xuanbing shelves, and at least half of the Xuanbing shelves were empty. Ye Xiaochuan felt that these swords seemed very different from the swords in the six caves passing outside, so he stretched out his hand.
A sword that was forcefully pulled out from the Xuan Bing shelf. There was no sword.
The sheath, a layer of black ice two inches thick tightly wraps the fairy sword.
Ye Xiaochuan flicked his wrist, and the black ice on it was cracked. Ye Xiaochuan held the hilt of the sword and waved it casually a few times. Suddenly, several sword energy criss-crossed.
Ye Xiaochuan said in surprise: "It turned out to be a fairy sword at the level of a treasure!"
At this moment, Yun Qiyou also took down an immortal sword from the Xuan Bing shelf, but it did not shatter the Xuan Bing that protected the sword from being corroded by time. He looked at it for a while and then put it back on the Xuan Bing shelf.
She said: "All the swords in this cave are not used by mortals. They are all prepared for cultivators. There are at least two hundred thousand in number. It seems that most of them are low-level treasures or magic weapons.
There is no weapon level or artifact level."
Although there were no high-level magical swords on the shelf, the sheer number of them still made Ye Xiaochuan turn pale. Yun Qiyou was right. There are at least 200,000 magical weapons used by cultivators in this cave, and most of them are yours.
Swords are the mainstay. Adding up all the sects of the entire Middle-Earth Righteous Path, the number of cultivators who have reached the realm of Yukong is estimated to be around 200,000. The magic weapon in this cave alone
, you can arm all the cultivators of the entire righteous path to the air-control realm.
The two of them slowly walked inside along the gap between the black ice shelves. In the colorful stream of light, they saw a tall ice platform in the far end, and there seemed to be weapons on it.
Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou looked at each other, and they both jumped up at the same time and flew directly to the tall ice platform.
There are hundreds of swords on the ice platform, and the grade of these swords and magic weapons is obviously higher than those on the Xuanbing shelf below. Almost all of them are spiritual weapon-level magic weapons and swords, and there are about two to three hundred in number.
Ye Xiaochuan's mouth immediately started to water.
Magical weapons at the level of spiritual weapons are considered to be of extremely high grade in the world of cultivation. For example, the burning smoke in Gu Pan'er's hand and the ivy in Ning Xiangruo's hand are both at the spiritual weapon level.
Ye Xiaochuan pulled off the Qiankun storage bag from his waist and murmured: "Get rich, get rich, I want to pack it up, I want to take it all away!"
Yun Qiyou saw that Ye Xiaochuan was back to his old job, and he desperately stuffed magic weapons into the Qiankun bag. In the blink of an eye, more than ten items were stuffed into the Qiankun bag by this kid.
She said: "What are you doing? You can't use these swords and magic weapons. The grade is far inferior to your Wu Feng." Ye Xiaochuan was struggling to dig out a three-foot-seven-inch long fairy sword from the black ice.
, without raising his head, he said: "If you don't need it, I can take it back to Cangyunmen and resell it. You don't know how much a spiritual sword is worth on the black market of Cangyunmen Guangnatang. Then
It’s a sky-high price! Make a fortune!
I’m rich! It’s all mine, these are all mine!”
Yun Qiyou shook his head helplessly, walked over and stretched out his hand to twist the big ears of a big mouse that was getting rich.
Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his toes and screamed in pain, "It hurts, it hurts! What are you doing!"
Yun Qiyou said: "None of these magic weapons belong to us. You have stolen a lot just now, and you are still not satisfied?" Ye Xiaochuan argued: "How can it be called stealing? The stone tablet left by your father can be written clearly.
It is clear that these weapons are prepared for the catastrophe. Miss Fengyi and the great wizard of the elves say that we are the ones who should be catastrophe. Since we are the people who are the catastrophe, then the ownership of these magic weapons should be
Ours, the dwarves are only responsible for taking care of it. If I take something of my own, can I call it stealing?"
Yun Qiyou lazily talked to Ye Xiaochuan, a shameless thief, and twisted Ye Xiaochuan's ears several times, threatening that if Ye Xiaochuan dared to steal the magic weapon here again, he would never be spared.
Later, I felt that this boy was too shameless and was used to being beaten by a group of women all day long. My threats would have little effect on this boy.
So she changed her mind and said, "If you take anything from here again, my benefit of kissing you once a day will be cancelled, forever."
This was so cruel that Ye Xiaochuan immediately became weak. He was rolling his eyes just now, but now he has completely lost his spirit.
What else do you need? Compared with these spiritual weapons and magic weapons, your own lifelong happiness is more important.
Yun Qiyou was really angry, and Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to be too presumptuous. He glanced at the fairy sword that he had just dug out half of the black ice.
Said: "Can I take the last one?"
"no!"
Yun Qiyou decisively rejected what Ye Xiaochuan thought was a reasonable request. Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his blue ears that were pinched by Yun Qiyou, squatted aside and sighed. However, he thought that he had just stolen a dozen fairy swords and magic weapons.
After getting the Qiankun Bag, my mood improved a little. With these dozen fairy swords, I could take them back to Cangyun Mountain and resell them. Most people can't afford them. Only
Only gentlemen like Zhao Shilin, Chen Youdao, Yang Quanyong, and Yang Shijiu can do it. If you get less than 100,000 taels of silver, I will spit in your face.
He felt that it was the right time to accompany Yun Qiyou across the Ice-Free River to adventure in the far north. For so much money, it was worth it even if he died on the way to the Sea of Hell.
Everyone is greedy, and so are the great monks and nuns who are said to be empty of all five aggregates and have pure six senses. It’s just that those so-called selfless people have put away their greed to the maximum extent, but they will never be selfless.
Heart.
Immortals, Immortals, for thousands of years everyone has said that immortals are selfless. Ye Xiaochuan disagrees with this point. Ye Xiaochuan has learned about the selfishness and petty nature of Xuan Ying, the only immortal in the world, for more than two years. In Xumi Mustard Seed
After living in the cave for two full years, Xuan Ying still refused to let herself sit on her stone stool made of flattened stalagmites. Because the Xumi Mustard Seed Cave belonged to her, except for Xuan Ying’s own ability to destroy things in the cave,
No one else could do it. Ye Xiaochuan couldn't even eat or cook in the cave during those two years.
It was squatting, and Lao Han's legs were stretched out. Ye Xiaochuan didn't want to be a fairy, and he couldn't be selfless. He didn't think there was anything wrong with being greedy for money, lustful, or afraid of death. As the saying goes, the same rice can feed you.
There are all kinds of people, and we cannot expect everyone to have noble sentiments. Nuwa created people of both sexes, beautiful and ugly, with yellow skin.
The black-haired Middle-earth man, the barbarian with blue eyes and a big nose, just doesn't want the world to be too monotonous.
Surrounded by modest gentlemen, if a scoundrel like Ye Xiaochuan appears occasionally, what is there to blame?
When Ye Xiaochuan began to dream about the wonderful life of a rich man in the future, Yun Qiyou's voice rang out at an inappropriate time. "Xiaochuan, come here and take a look!"
