Chapter nine hundred and eighty fourth Rubik's cube changes
Ever since Lin Ming took away the Phoenix Blood Spear in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, many disciples have been inspired. They have been practicing hard these days and want to come to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion to hunt for treasures and try their luck. They don't expect to get the best holy weapon.
If you can get a low-grade holy weapon, you will be satisfied.
This feeling is just like in the mortal world. I heard that someone dug out gold nuggets (natural gold nuggets, extremely rare, and worth much higher than the gold found out) while digging in the fields. Others did not care whether they had this or not.
As luck would have it, they all went to the fields to dig the ground.
"What? You only need one thousand contribution points to enter the Sacred Artifact Pavilion. Why did you accept two thousand from us?" Several new disciples looked at Song Baifeng and glared. They had finally saved up one thousand contribution points and wanted to come to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion.
By chance, he was blocked directly outside the door by Song Baifeng.
Song Baifeng arrogantly rode on the fire lion, looking down at these dying Firebird Temple disciples with an expression as if he was looking at a toad. How could these people still want to come and collect treasures? What kind of virtue could he show himself if he didn't urinate?
He said lazily: "It's as much as I say, whether you like it or not!"
Song Baifeng is having a hard time these days. He doesn't dare to bully Fairy Feng anymore. It's not that he's afraid of Fairy Feng, but that he's afraid of the artifact spirits of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion. The artifact spirits of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion are his.
My immediate boss, at least avoid the limelight for now.
Without some blackmail targets, Song Baifeng suddenly became nervous. After all, in this position, he had to take care of everything, otherwise why would he stay here for twenty or thirty years?
Therefore, Song Baifeng began to attack the disciples of other small sects, but there were not many disciples of these small sects, and they did not have much oil and water, which made his life a bit difficult.
"You... you are simply unreasonable!" The disciples' faces turned red and they were about to say something else when they suddenly saw Song Baifeng rolling off the fire lion as if his buttocks were being burned. He looked so arrogant.
In an instant, his face turned into a flattering smile, completely like a grandson's slave. In the blink of an eye, he was completely different from the other person.
Before these disciples could figure out which song Song Baifeng was singing, they saw Song Baifeng nodding and bowing to a young man who had just escaped from the light and saying: "Master Lin is here. Master Lin, please invite me. Master Lin is here to come."
For the second top-grade sacred weapon, oh my, it seems that I have another top-grade holy weapon in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion that needs to find its master. Only with a genius like Mr. Lin can a top-grade holy weapon be fully utilized.
Used it."
Mr. Lin?
Lin Ming couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this title. He was a commoner and an ascendant from the lower world, but he actually became a young master?
Song Baifeng is such a smooth person. Even if he calls Lin Ming his father now, he won't even blink. He leads the way with great diligence, completely ignoring the few civilian disciples behind who are completely dumbfounded.
After Lin Ming entered the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, these disciples recovered from their stunned state. Their eyes were opened. How could a person be so arrogant and respectful? How did he develop such shame?
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"Bah! Who is this? He has become a slave to this extent. He looks at the children of a big family as if he were his own father. How can such a person practice martial arts? He will never even think about entering the divine transformation in his life.
Expect!"
"That's right, it's so irritating. What's so great about being a child of a big family? He's born with a golden key in his mouth, and his abilities are all built up with resources. If I were born into a big family, I would be ten times stronger than them."
Another disciple said unwillingly, seeing Lin Ming's treatment and comparing it with his own, how could he not be jealous?
"Big family? What did you two hear? Haven't you realized who just came in?" The third disciple with the highest cultivation level shook his head helplessly, "His surname is Lin. Fengming Gong's surname is Lin's family.
How could anyone be so respectful to Song Baifeng? It shouldn't be said to be respectful, it should be said to be fearful. Moreover, Song Baifeng said that this Young Master Lin came here for the second top-quality sacred weapon. In other words, he had
I have already taken one, and those who can take the top-grade holy weapon are very rare among the young disciples of Fengming Palace. If you compare it with his sixth-level life-destroying cultivation, don't you still know who he is?"
When the other two disciples heard what they said, how could they not understand? One disciple suddenly realized: "He is the one who recently took away the Phoenix Blood Spear and defeated the fourth-level Nine-level Heavenly Meteor Huo Yanguang with the Five-level Life Fall."
Lin Ming?"
"It turns out he is Lin Ming. He looks like a handsome scholar from the secular world. There is nothing special about him!"
"What's so special about him? Once he closes his aura, he's no different from ordinary people. When he releases his aura, we can't even stand in front of him! A few days ago, he was dying at the fifth level, but now he's at the sixth level."
The leading disciple shook his head and patted the two brothers on the shoulders.
"Even if you don't come from a big family, you can still gain respect from others, as long as you have strength..."
In the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, Song Baifeng was leading the way with a smile on his face all the time, walking like a eunuch in the palace of the mortal world.
"Look, Lin, this euphorbia is the top-grade holy weapon you exchanged for the Phoenix Blood Spear after you took it away. The quality is much inferior to the Phoenix Blood Spear. Master Lin definitely doesn't need it anymore. There are eight top-grade holy weapons left.
Which one do you want to choose?"
Arriving at the center of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, Song Baifeng introduced him very diligently. His posture didn't look like he was coming to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion to collect treasures. It was like he was buying clothes at a street stall, choosing which ones he liked.
However, Lin Ming did have the capital to choose at will. He did not have to consider whether he passed the test or not, and he could choose whatever he liked. This was the confidence brought by strength.
"I don't even want weapons. Let me introduce the alchemy furnace, rings, robes, necklaces, and armor. The focus is on rings and necklaces."
Lin Ming is also not short of robes and alchemy furnaces. He has the Nine-Feather Heavenly Clothes and Huayang Furnace sent by Huo Yanguang. Although they are only high-grade holy artifacts, they can be used. Armor is not the most important thing. Now Lin Ming
What I want most are rings and necklaces.
That necklace was actually a talisman, strung up by a very ordinary-looking red string, just like the small handicrafts sold at stalls in the mortal world.
"Okay!" Song Baifeng certainly couldn't ask for the opportunity to perform.
"Young Master Lin, this ring is called the Eye of Truth. It can break through illusions and speed up the recovery of physical strength and true energy."
"And this talisman necklace is called the Will of the Saint. It is not something from my ancient Phoenix clan. It was obtained from an elder of Fengming Palace after he killed the enemy. The origin is rather mysterious. According to the analysis of the elder, it is an ancient
The fragments of will left behind by the saint after his death have existed for hundreds of thousands of years and have not been destroyed. They were obtained by a refiner and sealed into a talisman necklace to refine it, which can increase the soul power and willpower of the wearer."
After Song Baifeng introduced the necklace and ring, Lin Ming nodded slightly. Sure enough, the increase in combat power of jewelry-type holy weapons was much smaller than that of weapons and armor, but their value was higher than other holy weapons of the same level.
Song Baifeng went on to introduce several other top-quality holy weapons. Among them, the sun-piercing sword and the sun-shooting bow were both top-quality holy weapons that were comparable to the phoenix blood spear. However, Lin Ming could not use the alchemy furnace, robes, etc. now.
Although the armor was good, it was not an urgent need. Lin Ming thought about it and chose the very ordinary-looking necklace amulet - the Will of the Saint.
"That's it!"
Lin Ming looked at the dark brown necklace amulet in the air. It looked inconspicuous at all. If it wasn't hanging in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, it would be difficult to notice it.
Lin Ming had his own plans for choosing Saint Will. Although this necklace amulet did not increase combat power much, increasing will and soul were attributes that Lin Ming liked very much.
The soul is related to his understanding and his cultivation. As for his will, his will is one step away from becoming a golden fighting spirit, and his combat power will take another leap. However, taking this step is extremely difficult. He fell from the fifth level of life to the sixth level of life.
The fallen war spirit did not increase much and was still hovering on the edge of the golden war spirit. Lin Ming wanted to find an opportunity to break through the golden war spirit.
After Lin Ming finished speaking, his body turned into a stream of light and was directly submerged into the light of the saint's will. The light flickered for a moment and then quickly became silent, like a lake that had swallowed a pebble.
Song Baifeng watched from below, silently counting the time in his heart, ten breaths, twenty breaths, thirty breaths...···
At eighty breaths, with only half a stick of incense, Lin Ming fell from the sky, landed calmly, looked up at the sky, and the radiant sun belonging to the will of the saint began to shrink, and after a moment, it completely shrunk.
After absorbing the saint's will, the necklace amulet also fell down and landed on Lin Ming's hand.
The whole process was relaxed and freehand, Lin Ming's face remained calm and his heart did not beat, as if he had done a trivial thing.
"High! It's really high! As expected of Master Lin, it's the ultimate holy weapon that even the Nine Meteor experts have tried their best to obtain. Master Lin obtained it like a bag, and it only took half the time to burn incense. I've seen it before."
A genius who has obtained the best holy weapon, but it also takes a quarter of an hour, and consumes a lot of money. It is as if he has gone through a big battle. He cannot be compared with Lin Shao. Lin Shao's talent and potential are beyond the reach of Fengming.
Palace, in the past five hundred years and in the next five hundred years, I am afraid no one will be able to compare with Master Lin in this aspect!"
Although Song Baifeng had long expected that Lin Ming would obtain the Saint's Will, he did not expect it to happen so quickly. However, he truly admired his flattering words. He had been guarding the Sacred Artifact Pavilion for so many years and had seen countless young heroes.
When trying to get the best holy weapons, even if I did get them occasionally, I would still be out of breath and exhausted. Compared with Lin Ming, they were as different as clouds and mud.
Lin Ming naturally had no intention of paying attention to Song Baifeng's flattery. He touched the necklace amulet in his hand. The amulet was as cold as ice. But just as he was carefully feeling the properties of the amulet, something unexpected happened to him.
He felt that the sleeping Rubik's Cube in his heart seemed to wake up after sleeping for a long time, and moved slightly...