Zhan Jiu did not avoid this move, so all the monks around him saw it. He took two medium-grade spiritual weapons at one time, and was given to two strange Taoist cultivators who didn't even know their names. Is this demon cultivator really crazy? Or are these two Taoist cultivators having any magical powers that can control other people's thinking and behavior?

The cultivators around were really puzzled, and at the same time, they looked at Zhan Jiu's eyes and couldn't help but emit a greedy green light. A small early-stage demon cultivator of the Golden Pill had two medium-grade spiritual weapons at one move. This was really a rare fat sheep.

At the same time, Zhang Mingyuan, who saw this scene in the distance, was stunned and stunned. Then there was anger that was unavoidable. How could those two kids be worthy of the medium-grade spiritual weapon? However, Xiao Luoshui beside him couldn't help but have a gentle look, and he felt relieved in his heart, thinking that with the help of that man and two medium-grade spiritual weapons, Xiaobai and Xiaoqi should be able to protect themselves.

In addition to them, even Luo Feng in front of him was also playful, and his eyes looked even more unique when he looked at Zhan Jiu.

"Are you crazy?" Jin Jiu finally couldn't help but shouted at Zhan Jiu. It made her extremely dissatisfied with the two burdens for no reason. At this time, she was giving such a treasure casually, which really touched her bottom line. In addition, there was another vague thing that made her uncomfortable was that the Liujin Software was originally his personal belonging, and later gave it to Zhan Jiu. At this time, he actually gave it to other women in front of him.

"I didn't see that, could the Zhan Jiu brothers are also like me? Maybe it was because the Jin Jiu's tutors were too strict before, so once they broke through the Golden Pill stage, they would become even worse." Lu San's eyes at Zhan Jiu had a different meaning.

"They are destined to be with me." Zhan Jiu ignored Jin Jiu's roar at all, and said with a faint smile on his face.

In fact, he really wanted to give the two of them the first-grade spiritual weapon, the dragon turtle inner armor that they had just refined, but the wealth was touching, and they were afraid that they would cause disaster for them. Moreover, the inner armor of the dragon turtle had just been refined, and its character was not yet suitable for others to use. But how could Zhan Jiu know that just these two medium-grade spiritual weapons had already made outsiders jealous.

"No, we can't ask for this thing." At this time, Du Xiaoqi came to his senses and quickly shirked away his fear.

"Uh, yes, yes, you can't." Hou Xiaobai looked at the Dark Cloud Sword for the last time reluctantly, turned his head hard and said.

"What can't you ask for!" Zhan Jiu immediately glared, "What can you ask for my things?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Jiu used one magic weapon with one hand and pulled one person with one hand, and was already helping them refine the magic weapon. This magic weapon was originally Zhan Jiu's thing, and now it is very easy for him to change his ownership. In just a moment, he had already helped Hou Xiaobai and Du Xiaoqi to completely refine it.

"Okay, there is no saying that you can ask for it now." Zhan Jiu suddenly felt relaxed and clapped his hands and smiled. He only cared about his happiness, but he didn't notice Jin Jiu's almost murderous gaze behind him.

"Thank you... Thank you." Du Xiaoqi was stunned. Did he really give this medium-grade spiritual weapon to himself? In Qingyu Sect, it is a medium-grade spiritual weapon that only the elders in the Nascent Soul stage are qualified to use. He couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he quickly stammered and thanked him.

"Thank you!" Hou Xiaobai was much more straightforward and hurriedly thanked him, then he played with the Dark Cloud Sword in joy.

"Try to wear it and try to fit it." Zhan Jiu couldn't help but smile gently when he saw Du Xiaoqi holding the Liujin Software in both hands. As soon as this was said, Lu San and others almost burst into laughter. Even Jin Jiu, who had an angry face, couldn't help laughing out loud. What does it mean to fit it? Zhan Jiu thinks this is an ordinary clothes on the roadside? This is a magic weapon, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, how can there be any fit it?

"Yes!" Du Xiaoqi nodded heavily, then flashed the golden software in his hand and put it on close to his body.

"It's very suitable." Du Xiaoqi said with a sweet smile.

"That's good." Zhan Jiu nodded.

At this moment, Du Xiaoqi stared at Zhan Jiu with big eyes for a moment, until after a long time, he suddenly said, "May I ask... have we seen it before? Why do I feel a very familiar and warm feeling from you?"

As soon as these words came out, Hou Xiaobai, who was playing with the Dark Cloud Sword, couldn't help but stop and nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, why do I always feel weird? It's a very familiar and warm feeling!"

"Of course, warm, the mid-grade spiritual robes have been put on, and they are very suitable." Jin Jiu, who was standing beside him, muttered in a low voice with a slightly sour smell.

Facing the questions and gazes of the two, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but panic, and then hurriedly avoided his gaze and said lightly: "I have been practicing in the Storm Sea. If the two of them had been to Storm Sea, they might have met once, but I don't remember it."

"Is the Storm Sea?" As soon as these words came out, Hou Xiaobai and Du Xiaoqi suddenly looked dim. Du Xiaoqi said softly, "This is indeed the first time I have entered the Storm Sea. In addition, I used to come to this beach every year and say my heart to the Botao."

As soon as this was said, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but burst into tears, and suddenly he burst into tears along the corners of his eyes. How could he not know what Du Xiaoqi said just now? Just when he had not transformed into shape and was still practicing on the edge of the Storm Sea, he would see two people coming to the Storm Sea every year. Several plates of fruits and vegetables, a glass of sake, and a few dozen yellow papers. However, he later transformed into shape and entered the Storm Sea, and never saw these two people again. Unexpectedly, they still came every year to pay tribute to their third brother.

"Why are you crying?" Du Xiaoqi asked hurriedly when he saw Zhan Jiu crying.

Jin Jiu and others on the side were also very surprised. They had never seen Zhan Jiu cry.

"A demon cultivator, who is transformed into objects, is inevitable that there are some strange problems. I shed tears in the wind." Zhan Jiu wiped away the tears and said lightly. But he didn't know where the wind came from in the sea.

But since Zhan Jiu said this, no one asked again.

"Since you and I are destined to be with me, why not call me brother. My surname is Zhan Jiu, so you call me brother Jiu." After wiping away the tears, Zhan Jiu suddenly smiled and said.

"As long as it's not the third brother, I can do it, the ninth brother!" Hou Xiaobai was simple-minded and immediately shouted with a smile.

"Brother Jiu." Du Xiaoqi also smiled and shouted immediately.

When Zhan Jiu shouted, his heart moved again and almost burst into tears.

At this point, Hou Xiaobai and Du Xiaoqi joined Zhan Jiu and his group. Everyone continued to move forward, and the Lu San was still the leader. The Jinjiu Palace, Bai Shaoyou, and the Yi Qingcai side, Zhan Jiu was in the middle, while Du Xiaoqi and Hou Xiaobai were closely protected by everyone. The Dark Cloud Sword had been given to Hou Xiaobai, but at this time, Zhan Jiu had to take out the Wutu Sword. Seeing that Zhan Jiu was only using medium-grade spiritual weapons, the two realized that he was not very rich and could not help but feel ashamed.

Nearly two thousand monks walked together in this huge passage. What they expected was that they were particularly calm along the way, without any mechanisms and traps. Until nearly two hours later, they suddenly looked up again, but it was the end.

It was said that it was the end, but it was the end of the passage, but it was another beginning. I saw a huge wall, densely packed with small stone doors. The number of stone doors was not bad at all, and it was the number of small groups of monks formed by them.

This was actually the ability of the predestined person. The monks looked at each other in horror, and it took a long time to calm down. The intention of the Immortal Palace was already very obvious, one team after another, so immediately, small groups stood in front of a stone gate. These stone gates were exactly the same, and there was no need to argue, just find one to stand.

Just after everyone had chosen to stand, handwriting or patterns suddenly appeared on the stone gate.

Zhan Jiu and others were slightly surprised again, and when they looked up, they saw a paragraph of words.
Chapter completed!