In the Heavenly Bing Pavilion, there is a huge museum.

Looking around, there are dozens of different objects here, which are not necessarily weapons, but also armor and boots... Xu Yi even saw a rope.

What is a rope of heavenly soldiers used for?

Forget it, don't think too much.

As his eyes turned, Xu Yi was suddenly stunned. He actually saw a huge alchemy furnace.

Is there a elixir here?

Is this the Heavenly Soldier Pill Furnace? How come it looks like an ordinary Pill Furnace?

Just as Xu Yi stared at the elixir furnace, he suddenly realized that he was jumping violently in his dark dantian.

What's going on?

Xu Yi's face changed slightly. Did he secretly go up to the Dantian and want to choose this elixir furnace by himself?

No, no!

Xu Yi dispelled this idea without hesitation.

He has been practicing alchemy recently and he is almost vomiting.

He doesn't want to refine alchemy, he definitely doesn't want to refine alchemy. At least in recent times, he definitely doesn't want to refine alchemy.

If possible, he still wants to choose a weapon.

His eyes were patrolling the weapons, and there were two swords, an axe, a serrated sword, and a small dagger.

These heavenly soldiers are placed on tables, as if they are offered to them. However, there is a certain force that separates them from the outside world, so Xu Yi can only see them, but cannot use his spiritual power to explore.

Zhang Haokong said in a deep voice: "Xu Yi, our artifacts have accumulated over ten thousand years, and they are all here. You have to choose them well."

"Accumulating for ten thousand years?" Xu Yi was stunned and said, "Master, the sect has accumulated ten thousand years of strength, but only these dozens of heavenly soldiers?"

For ten thousand years, even if one heavenly warrior is produced a year, there will be ten thousand pieces. Even if it is reduced by half, and if it is sold a ten thousand pieces in a year, there will be at least one thousand pieces.

But now it's less than a hundred, which makes people a little suspicious.

"Oh." Zhang Haokong sighed softly, "You kid, what do you think of heavenly soldiers? This is something that heaven and earth are afraid of. If you want to achieve heavenly soldiers, opportunities, strength and sacrifice, it is indispensable. It is not so easy to forge them." After a pause, he said, "And, after we are promoted to the heavenly throne, we can enter the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and choose a heavenly soldier. Over time, it is already quite difficult to accumulate these family backgrounds."

Xu Yi nodded slightly and said, "Master, if an elder of the sect dies, will the heavenly soldiers be taken back?"

Wei Qu suddenly said coldly: "What, I want to see me die."

"You misunderstood by Uncle Master."

"Hmph, if we die in the sect, the divine weapons can naturally be taken back, but..." Zhang Haokong shook his head slightly and said, "More are the strong men in the heavenly level who died in battle, and few are the ones who die in their lives, so there are still no more Heavenly Soldier Pavilion."

Xu Yi didn't dare to ask again, but he was extremely shocked.

Many powerful people at the heavenly level died in battle? Where did they die in battle?

"Okay, hurry up and choose." Wei Qu said in a deep voice, "I heard that you have a clear physique, which is the best physique to learn sword cultivator. Why not try those two heavenly-level magic swords? If you are lucky enough to get one of them, you can embark on the path of sword cultivator and be invincible in the world from now on."

Zhang Haokong and Xu Yi both looked at him calmly.

I heard? Who did you hear?

"Ahem, Master Uncle, I have never learned swordsmanship."

"It's okay, since you are a sword-training master, Yuan Ding will naturally teach you."

Zhang Haokong said angrily: "Junior brother, let him choose by himself and don't affect him." After saying that, he added, "Remember your master, be careful to be beaten to death by him when he goes out."

"Senior Brother."

"Okay, okay, we won't say it."

Xu Yi shrank his neck and thought in his heart that if he really chose a magic sword, it would be unlikely to be beaten to death when he went out, but it would be inevitable to be repaired.

His eyes turned and fell on the dagger.

This dagger doesn't seem to be heavy, what if it is controlled by using mental power?

Xu Yi took two steps forward and decided in his heart: "Master, can I choose it?"

Zhang Haokong nodded slightly and said, "Since you are letting you in, it is naturally your choice. However, I suggest that you choose the first thing that will make you excited, and the probability is higher."

Xu Yi's face changed slightly, and his eyes looked at the alchemy furnace without any trace.

No, this is the choice of dark dantian, not mine.

He immediately turned his head and looked firm: "Master, I'd better choose it."

"good."

Zhang Haokong stretched out his hand and released a force, drawing out the isolated force in the void: "You can release your spiritual power to see if it recognizes you."

"Yes." Xu Yi immediately released his spiritual power.

Although he is only at level five, he is able to control his mind and communicate with him with his spiritual power is not difficult.

The next moment, his spiritual power was attached to the dagger.

"boom……"

A sudden shock in my mind, and an unimaginable sense of fear hit him like a storm.

At this moment, Xu Yi felt a sense of sarcasm and contempt from the dagger.

Then, the terrifying force rushed towards him, as if he was going to completely submerge him.

Just as Xu Yi was trembling like a teenage mouse, all the strange phenomena suddenly disappeared. He looked up and saw that at some point, Zhang Haokong had already stood behind him and stretched out a finger.

The finger hit the dagger, and the surging energy gradually converged until it disappeared.

Xu Yi let out a long sigh and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help."

This is the backlash of the heavenly soldiers. Xu Yi knew that he could never stand it, even if he turned into a little giant, he could not stand it.

Ants can lift something several times heavier than themselves, but even a three-year-old child pinched it with his fingers, it would still be crushed to pieces.

"First time." Zhang Haokong said, "You have two more chances. If they don't work, then give up. Go to the Earth-level loft. The sect leader will allow you three Earth-level magic weapons."

"Yes, I want to give it a try."

"OK."

Xu Yi thought about it and came to the front of the boots.

Since the weapon is not good, can this one be seen as a celestial weapon for escaping?

"boom……"

The same feeling, the same force like a huge wave crushed over. If Zhang Haokong hadn't taken action, Xu Yi would have been crushed into pieces by this force immediately.

Like that dagger, this boot also looked down on Xu Yi.

But thinking about it, this is a heavenly soldier. With his own treasure, how could he look down on a fifth-level cultivator?

If you want to subdue them with such cultivation, it will be an insult to them. If you don’t kill you, you are worthy of the title of Heavenly Soldier?

"Xu Yi, I seized the last chance." Zhang Haokong said lightly.

Xu Yi smiled bitterly, of course I want to be sure, but the heavenly soldiers don’t give face.

Suddenly, the dark dantian fluctuated again. Xu Yi had a trace of thought and immediately sensed that a phantom of a elixir furnace appeared there.

He was slightly stunned. Could it be that I can only refine elixirs in my life?
Chapter completed!