Xiaoqian was just thinking about this and nodded at Chang Jin. When she entered the weapons store, she had already sensed that the treasure should be close to her.

When they walked into the backyard, they heard the sound of ding-and-drink irons coming from the wing rooms behind, and there was still thick black smoke coming from the chimney above.

The man did not stop in front of the wing room, but walked towards a warehouse in the corner, took out the key and opened the warehouse door.

"Two young men, please come inside. The room is full of good weapons, and the weight is more than 100 kilograms. You can choose whatever you want."

Before Chang Jin could speak, Xiaoqian had already taken a step forward and took off the iron spear on the shelf. She reached out and shook out a spear flower, and then said, "No, it's a bit light."

"Young Master, this iron spear is over a hundred kilograms, you are not satisfied." The man smiled bitterly on his face. In this world, almost no one uses hundreds of kilograms of weapons.

According to legend, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword of the powerful general Luzonyang in ancient times weighed only 82 kilograms, which was already a very heavy weapon and most people could not dance.

Xiaoqian didn't answer, and tried the weapons on the shelf one by one, and finally showed a disappointed expression on her face: "Shopkeeper, do you have any weapons?"

"No more," the man was surprised and his eyes flashed.

Chang Jin naturally saw that his words were false, and pointed at the weapons and said, "Shopkeeper, if you can take out the weapons that satisfy us, we will buy them all later."

"Really?" The man's eyes lit up. Then he looked at them with a strange look. The two of them came out of nowhere and were actually interested in the weapons used by secular warriors.

"Of course" Xiaoqian took out a few more ingots of silver and said, "This is a deposit, you can just call the price." Anyway, it's easy to get a few thousand taels of silver from the shipwreck of Baishui River, and she is not short of money.

The most important thing is that as a god, she is afraid of being responsible for the cause and effect disaster.

Although there is a treasure in heaven and she is destined to get it. However, the treasure in front of her belongs to the store, and she cannot take it away with it. She would rather spend more money.

No matter what price the other party calls, he will agree. If the other party is willing to sell the treasure, it means that the person is not destined to be.

Seeing Xiaoqian asking this, Chang Jin nodded secretly. This is the best way to avoid cause and effect. Like Li Niang's gift of jewels to him before, she dared not accept it.

"Can I ask, I wonder what the two young men bought so many weapons?" The man asked cautiously. He had long seen that the two were not ordinary people, but they were just buying so many weapons at one time, which was unexpected. If something happened, although they would not be beheaded, they would have taken a lot of responsibility.

"You don't have to worry about this, anyway, you won't lose money."

"There is a weapon, and its weight should be the same as the two young masters' wishes. But there are some problems with the origin of this thing, who do you want it..."

"There is only one, it belongs to him." Xiaoqian pointed at Chang Jin.

The man pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder what the two young men think about the Shumen?"

"Shimen? I have nothing to be afraid of." Chang Jin saw that the man was talking invisibly, and he became a little interested and said.

After the previous dynasty Emperor Wu of the previous dynasty, the Shimen had already begun to decline. Later, the Taoist sect showed his saints, and Tianying Zhenren took the opportunity to instigate the emperor to send troops to destroy the Jialan Temple, the ancestral temple of the ancestral temple of the Sect. The thousand-year-old temple was burned. After hundreds of years, the Shimen gradually disappeared in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Nowadays, Taoist courts have banned the people from believing in the Shu family. Violators are sent to the army and exiled for three thousand miles. Therefore, few people talk about it.

"It's good if there is no taboo. I have a Zen stick that Zen Master Qianye used back then, weighing 206 kilograms. This Zen stick was obtained by my ancestors' encirclement of the Kalan Temple. I don't know what material it was cast. I used the fire for three days and three nights, but I didn't refine it."

Could it be a magic weapon? After listening to the man's story, Xiaoqian was moved. This thing is most likely what she is looking for.

The other party carefully lifted the two bluestone slabs on the ground, and a two-meter-meter-long stick appeared in the depression, which was black and dark, and it was indeed impossible to tell what material it was.

Xiaoqian quickly stepped forward, raised her hands and raised her chest.

I saw a circle of Sanskrit engraved on it, and there was no abnormality besides this. But Xiaoqian felt its difference. This thing was probably a magic weapon for the sage. It is estimated that after injecting the inner breath and spiritual energy, these Sanskrits can be stimulated.

However, in front of the man, she was not convenient for her to try. She just waved it a few times and felt the weight was appropriate, so she handed it to Chang Jin.

Chang Jin's face also changed slightly, and he nodded and said, "We have bought the Zen stick, and you can offer a price for those weapons."

"Three hundred taels, how about it?" The man looked at his face and called out a "high price". In his opinion, although the weapons he made were extremely heavy, they were all ordinary.

"Okay, I'll rely on you." Xiaoqian did not bargain at all. If such a magic weapon is in the eyes of a cultivator, even if he bids tens of thousands of taels of silver, he may not be able to buy it.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't recognize the goods at all and buried this magic weapon. It was just that the other party took the initiative to bid, and it had nothing to do with them.

"I don't know what kind of silver bills you pay for?" Hearing the other party agree, the man asked hurriedly.

"These silvers are deposits. You hire a carriage to send these weapons to the Land Temple outside the city. I will wait for you there and pay the remaining silver at that time."

When entering the city, Xiaoqian once noticed that there was a land temple not far outside the city, but the temple was already dilapidated and there were no gods inside.

After giving instructions, they immediately got up and left the city and drove all the way to the river. Xiaoqian casually condensed a talisman and sent it into the water. Soon, a water demon was sent to a cloth bag with more than thirty taels of gold inside.

After collecting gold into his arms, Chang Jin and the others returned to the land temple. They stayed in the incense stick, and the man drove the carriage late. He was afraid that the transaction would be discovered by others, so the man came alone. He was nervous on the way, fearing that the other party would not pay the bill and directly rob his weapons.

Only after Xiaoqian took out the gold did he calm down.

The money and goods were all over. On the way back to the city, the man twisted his thighs several times. He was sure it was not a dream, and finally rushed back to the store excitedly.

Chang Jin and the others said it was no problem to see that there was no one nearby. Seeing that there was no one nearby, he and Xiaoqian simply fought against a few pieces on their shoulders, walked down the river all the way, and returned to the Shui Mansion along the water.

Entering the water palace, Xiaoqian threw several other weapons on the ground, picked up the Zen stick in her hand and said, "Young Master, have you seen anything before?"

"This should be a magic weapon for the sect, but I can't tell what is mysterious." Chang Jin took it and looked carefully for a long time, shook his head and said.

According to the man, this Zen Staff and Magical Artifact was obtained by his ancestors from Kalan Temple. After looking back and forth several times, he could not see any reason. However, this weapon emits a slight light at night, and its energy rushes into the void, which is obviously not an ordinary person.

"Young Master, this Zen Staff is for you to use, I can't use it at all." Xiaoqian said.

"Haha, what do I want to do with a Zen stick? You have seen the scholar who was studying with a Zen stick on his hand," Chang Jin laughed and said, "Besides, I am practicing swordsmanship. The sword in my hand has been spiritual. I have been in contact with me for a long time and have a unity of my mind. This Zen stick is useless to me. You should stay, and you have the opportunity to use the magic spell to refine it and recast it into other magic weapons."

Understand the nature of his son and knowing that what he said is true, Xiaoqian thought about it but no longer refused.

"By the way, I still have a few River God's Imperial Talismans here, so I'll give them to you together." These Imperial Talismans were obtained from the last battle, so it's useless to keep them yourself.

Chang Jin stayed in the Shui Mansion for half a day, met the little white tiger, and then returned to the county town.

But Xiaoqian said that after the young master left, she picked up the Zen stick and looked at it again. She always felt that something was attracting her.

I can’t find any tricks when I look back and forth, and suddenly my heart moves. Why not inject internal breath and spiritual energy into my eyes and try it.

Thinking of this, Xiaoqian took a deep breath and injected the true water spiritual power into the Zen staff.

Buzz... Suddenly, the Sanskrit carved on the Zen Staff suddenly shines, like dancing golden snakes, quickly tangling and crawling on the Zen Staff, and finally breaks through the bondage, flies into the air, and hovering above Xiaoqian's head.

What happened? She was shocked and felt that the Sanskrit words had great intimidation. At this moment, her whole body seemed to be burning with fire, which almost made her scream.

There was something strange, Xiaoqian hurriedly wanted to throw the Zen stick out with her hands. But she didn't know that this thing was tightly attached to her hands and could not break free. The spiritual power of the true water was sucked away frantically, and even the River-Shen Shen Monument in Nizhan Palace was suppressed. She struggled several times but could not break through the constraints and rushed out.

After a while, her face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead were rising.

In fact, Xiaoqian was careless. The practice methods of the Shu Sect mostly include the great compassion and great light Taoist fruit of Arhat. It is bright and upright, and is the nemesis of ordinary monsters and ghosts.

What's more, the origin of this Zen Staff is not as simple as the store owner describes it, but has another world. Therefore, when Xiaoqian injects the inner breath of spiritual energy into the Zen Staff, it immediately arouses the resistance and suppression of the Zen Staff.

Soon, she could no longer see everything outside, she only felt the redness in front of her eyes, and a scorching sun seemed to rise in her mind, and flames burned her soul.

The soul has never been as irritable and desperate as it is now, and it seems that it will be completely refined in the next second.

At a critical moment, the river-Zhenhe Divine Monument finally broke through the shackles and broke out of the body.

Suddenly, coolness came around the scorching sun, and Xiaoqian felt a sense of waking up in her mind. It seemed that a golden light suddenly appeared in the depths of her soul. The golden light erupted, driving the stream of spiritual spring water to quickly disperse the scorching sun.

After a while, Xiaoqian's red and swollen eyes gradually recovered. Her brain no longer had the pain she had just now, but she felt that her soul seemed to be bathed in a hot spring, extremely warm and comfortable.

The golden snake in the void changed again, forming a head-divine appearance. The other party's hands kept condensed with the Semen Dharma Seal in the void. Every movement was clearly visible. As the Dharma Seal was formed, some incomprehensible syllables were faintly transmitted from the space, and they could be heard everywhere, as if millions of head-divine were singing.
Chapter completed!