Inside the first floor of the Zangwu Pavilion, a variety of weapons and armors are displayed.
Although this place is not as majestic as the Xianwu Palace in the Feixian Sect, it is still diverse and complete.
Qingyang walked on these various wooden shelves, and for a while he became a little interested in these things.
Immediately, Qingyang smiled at Wu Yuan behind him and said, "I am now the deacon of the Zhiban Hall."
"Oh? So that's it. Since junior brother is the deacon of the Zhiban Hall, the first level is not suitable for junior brother's status."
When Wu Yuansi heard Qingyang's answer, he took out a long milky white sword from the wooden stand.
But when Qingyang revealed his identity, Wu Yuansi smiled and shook his head, with helplessness on his face: "Junior brother should reveal his identity first, so that we don't have to waste time on the first floor."
"Oh? Are there any other restrictions on the selection of weapons in this Zangwu Pavilion? I heard that you only need spiritual stones, right?"
Qingyang frowned at this, because according to what he said, there were many things that the disciple named Wang could not fully introduce to him.
"Haha, although I don't know who told my junior brother about this, I can't blame him for not telling you everything. After all, ordinary disciples can only come to the first level. For them, it is enough to have spiritual stones. Because
The first level only has these restrictions."
Wu Yuansi noticed the change in Qingyang's expression and suddenly felt helpless.
Although I have long known that the new disciples do not know many things, the one in front of me seems to have done no homework at all.
Afterwards, Wu Yuansi took Qingyang to the stairs to the second floor.
Then he continued: "The first level only has level one spiritual weapons, and does not require many spiritual stones. It is a place where most ordinary disciples often visit, and there are many types of weapons.
But in order to enter the second level, you must have some identity, such as the identity of the junior disciple as the deacon of the Zhiban Hall, or my identity as the manager of the Zangwu Pavilion.
We can go to the second floor, but we have no right to go to the third floor. Junior brother, do you understand?"
Although Qingyang was not interested in this knowledge, he still chose to listen patiently.
And Wu Yuansi did not make a sound when he spoke.
This made Wu Yuansi's affection for this new junior brother double.
After all, there are many disciples who are really unpleasant when they come to Zangwu Pavilion for the first time.
After finishing speaking, Wu Yuansi and Qingyang directly pushed open the door of the second floor.
The level of sophistication on the second floor of the Hidden Martial Pavilion is far beyond what the first floor can match.
There are much fewer types of Yuanling here than on the first level.
But whether it is stabbing with swords, guns or swords, it is sealed and preserved in a special crystal box.
Moreover, the workmanship is fine, the texture of the sword is well-proportioned, and the various materials are beautifully matched.
Let’s not talk about the actual combat effectiveness of these Yuanlings.
Just by virtue of its shape, it can be called a work of art, and it is by no means comparable to those crude Yuanlings on the first floor of the Zangwu Pavilion.
When Wu Yuansi saw Qingyang's appearance, he did not disturb his intoxication, but walked slowly to the first Yuanling and said: "The second floor is where the second-level, third-level, and fourth-level Yuanlings are kept.
.Junior brother, you can see if there is a Yuanling you like, and I can give you some advice."
When Qingyang saw how enthusiastic Wu Yuansi was, he did not refuse too much and instead strolled on the second floor.
Wu Yuansi was also very silent during this process. If it weren't for Qingyang's stop, he would never have disturbed him.
At this moment, Qingyang suddenly saw a pale red simple long sword.
The texture of this long sword is very soft, but when Qingyang holds the sword and adds Yuanli, it becomes extremely sharp.
Qingyang just waved his hand lightly in the air, and there was a loud sound of breaking through the air.
"Oh? Junior brother has a good eye. It was just the first time he came to the second floor and he already took a fancy to a handful of fourth-level Yuanlings!"
Wu Yuansi glanced at Qingyang in surprise, and then walked forward slowly: "This object is the only low-level Yuanling refined by our master. It uses the fourth-level top materials, cold cloud wood and wind meal iron.
.This is the fourth level top Yuanling."
Listening to Wu Yuansi's explanation, Qingyang's eyes slowly revealed a hint of thought.
In Wu Yuansi's eyes, this thought meant that Qingyang had taken a liking to this thing.
Then he said with some regret: "If junior brother is interested in this sword, I would like to advise you to give up this idea. Although this object is placed on the second floor, it is not possible for disciples who can go up to the second floor to take it.
take away."
Qingyang originally thought that as long as he could afford the spiritual stone, he could take this thing away smoothly.
I didn't expect Wu Yuansi to say such a thing at all, so he smiled silently: "This Zangwu Pavilion has too many rules. There are restrictions on going upstairs, and there are restrictions on holding Yuanling."
Qingyang's words were full of displeasure.
In his eyes, he can defeat the Cang Yue Sect with just a snap of his fingers.
This is a sect with many times more rules than Feixian Sect.
Wu Yuansi also heard Qingyang's displeasure, but he had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Our sect has always believed that the ability can do great things, so the junior brother's third-level Yuanli wants to take
Of course it’s not possible to reach the fourth level Yuanling. But there are exceptions.”
"Oh? If I insist on this sword, what does senior brother think I should do?"
Qingyang finally heard the implication of Wu Yuansi's words. This senior brother also had a hobby of showing off his feelings, so he had no choice but to cooperate with him.
After all, Qingyang is bound to win this sword.
It's not that this sword is really a treasure, but Qingyang feels a trace of spiritual energy in it.
This spiritual energy is looming, although the content is very small, it does exist.
To be honest, this is the first time Qingyang has seen a pseudo-spiritual weapon that Zhengerba has been trained by warriors in the world of martial arts.
Qingyang always thought that only his junior brother, the genius blacksmith Duan Buhui, could think of such unconstrained things.
Martial arts equipment is infused with spiritual energy, so that it has the power of the original spirit and can also possess the characteristics of some spiritual weapons.
Obviously, this object can change its form with the blessing of Qingyang Yuanli. This is the transformation possessed by the spiritual weapon.
But there is one thing that cannot be solved without regrets.
That is, Yuanli and spiritual energy are incompatible with each other. If they are forcibly mixed together, a backlash similar to what happened in Taiyi will occur.
But the blacksmith who forged this elemental power actually solved this problem.
This discovery surprised Qingyang just as much as the first time he saw the Jiang family.
"Haha, since Junior Brother asked this question, I will tell you." Wu Yuansi pretended to be old-fashioned and deliberately stopped talking at key places, wanting to look at Qingyang's expectant eyes.
However, Qingyang disappointed him. Qingyang's eyes were not filled with expectations, but rather Wu Yuansi's oppressive eyes that said no, today.
This man, Wu Yuansi, coughed twice and continued with some embarrassment: "In half a month, I will send the new leader, Uncle Jiao Bingling, to take charge of the Cang Yue Sect. At that time, a martial arts exploration conference will be held. As long as the junior brother obtains good