Immortal Cultivation

I picked up the third sword. It was a soft sword, all silvery white, no more than the second sword, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, Lin Yi looked at the intersection on the third floor, preparing to check the weapons situation on the third floor before making a specific choice. As the highest building, the third floor believed that better weapons were stored.

He ran towards the third floor. The stairs were not high. Soon the weapons room on the third floor appeared in front of Lin Yi. The space layout here was smaller than that on the second floor, but the number of weapons was very small. There were a total of thirteen pieces of various weapons. The weapons looked a bit empty.

Lin Yi began to carefully observe each weapon in sequence.

The first weapon I picked up was a gun. The gun body was somewhat damaged, and there were scars left by other weapons. The material was not the best, but it reached an excellent level, but in any case it could not reach the highest level of this weapons pavilion. As for the quality of a good gun, there are several guns on the second floor that are better than it. Regardless of the materials used and the quality of the craftsmanship, they are all superior. I continued to look at the next weapon with doubts.

At this moment, there was a halberd in front of him, and even before he picked it up, he could already feel its biting coldness. This was incomparable to other weapons.

Picking up this halberd is like competing with the sun and the moon. Such a halberd should be regarded as the best in the world.

The overall structure is relatively simple and clear, and the material is mainly made of the finest rock gold. If a martial artist likes to use Fang Tian's painted halberd, he will definitely love it. Although he doesn't use it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't appreciate its beauty. Lin Yi After looking at it for a long time, he reluctantly walked towards the next weapon.

As I kept watching, I found an introduction and realized why the weapons on the third floor may not necessarily be the best, but they can be displayed here.

It turns out that the weapons placed here are those who have made great contributions to the sect in history. Maybe their weapons are not the best, but they have used the weapons in their hands to save the sect's foundation and achieve the sect's foundation. After generations, Dai worked hard to become one of the most powerful sects in Hengzhou.

If the people of the sect can get such a weapon, it will not only increase their strength, but also bring honor, pride and inheritance.

What appeared in front of Lin Yi were two daggers. Lin Yi was attracted by one of the daggers. It was not the most eye-catching among the many weapons, and it was not even as eye-catching as the gem-encrusted dagger next to it. But Lin Yi was vaguely aware of it. I think it's not as simple as it seems.

It doesn't have any extra decoration, but the hidden lines on the sword body show that it is extraordinary.

Lin Yi couldn't help but hold it in his hand. He couldn't tell what kind of material it was made of, but he believed it must be extraordinary. Looking at the dagger in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became.

Just when he was about to put it down, the sword suddenly trembled, and there were fluctuations of spiritual energy. Lin Yi was trembling in his heart. This dagger looked really extraordinary. Maybe there were other secrets. Lin Yi tried to make it work again. That kind of reaction can no longer be felt.

Lin Yi made a decision and chose this sword. He naturally lost interest in other weapons and hurried downstairs, preparing to buy this sword.

When he came to Mr. Wang's side, he saw that Mr. Wang still had his eyes closed. He seemed to feel someone coming to him. He opened his eyes slightly and saw Lin Yi holding a dagger. When he looked carefully, Mr. Wang looked surprised.

"Mr. Wang, the disciple has been chosen." Lin Yi solemnly handed the dagger to Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang took the dagger and asked Lin Yi: "After making the decision, can you not regret it?"

Lin Yi's eyes were firm and he said: "Mr. Wang, this disciple will never regret choosing this sword."

Mr. Wang looked at Lin Yi's firm eyes and asked, "Do you know the origin of this sword?"

Lin Yi shook his head and said: "Mr. Wang, I don't know the origin of this sword, but when I picked up this dagger, I decided to choose this sword. Maybe this sword is destined for me. I don't know, Mr. Wang." Can you inform the disciples?”

Mr. Wang looked at the dagger in his hand and fell into memories, "This sword was brought back by the founder when he traveled to other countries. However, he was seriously injured when he came back. He originally had a lot of life, but he died early. The reason for everything is Because of this sword."

"At that time, the Patriarch and several other people found a tomb. Out of curiosity, they went deep into it to explore. However, before entering, they reached an agreement. If there is a treasure in the tomb, whoever gets it first will belong to him. In order to avoid being in trouble. Killing each other in the tomb."

"This tomb is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss of death. Although it is dangerous, you did get a lot of treasures in the tomb, but not very valuable things. But soon, the ancestor got this dagger. , this is also the only weapon in the tomb, and judging from its placement, the owner of the tomb attaches great importance to it, so this sword must be extraordinary. "

"The other few people didn't gain much. When they saw the ancestor get the sword, they completely forgot about the original agreement. Seeing the treasure, they wanted the ancestor to hand over the sword. The ancestor did not compromise, let alone give in. In the end, a fierce conflict broke out, and the ancestor fought hard to be seriously injured. Escaped from their siege and returned to the sect with it."

"But the Patriarch didn't understand the dagger until his death. However, the Patriarch did not regret it. He said that he was afraid of lack of fate. After his death, he placed it on the third floor of the Weapons Pavilion for the destined people of the sect."