Tianwu Mountain.

The clouds and mist are shrouded in layers, seemingly endless, and even the glaring sunlight cannot penetrate the clouds and mist.

The sky above the gate of Wudao Sect.

Chu Yuan held a huge iron box in one hand and a blood-red sword in the other. He stepped on the magic cloud under his feet and wore hunting robes.

"Finally home."

Chu Yuan looked at the land that belonged to his sect and felt a sense of bitterness.

The mana in the Golden Core realm is really too little.

He flew back from the Mirror Lake on the Dharma Cloud.

It took five stops before flying back.

Chu Yuan didn't know what was going on.

I always feel that this box seems to have some spirituality. Sometimes it is heavy and sometimes it is light, as if it is deliberately torturing him...

Chu Yuan's eyes fell on the box in his hand, he was silent for a while, and then looked at the bloody sword in his other hand.

It must be the fault of this sword.

This sword must be some kind of magic weapon!

The spirit of the divine weapon guided the box to become heavier.

That's for sure.

It’s impossible that all these pieces of scrap metal are magic weapons, right?

hehe.

Are you kidding me?

Even these dark-looking things are magic weapons, so he can swallow this box in one gulp without chewing anything!

Obviously, there is only one divine weapon.

It's the long sword in his hand!

Chu Yuan looked at the bloody sword in his hand tenderly.

Mana is mobilized and injected into it.

Buzz…

The bloody sword suddenly emitted red light, illuminating the entire mountain gate.

"Good sword! Good sword! Really good sword!!"

Chu Yuan said repeatedly.

I feel very happy.

With this magical weapon, isn't he invincible?

When the time comes to return to the Nascent Soul realm, and add this magical weapon, it will really be like killing a god if a god blocks it, and killing a Buddha if a Buddha blocks it!!

Become invincible from holding the magic weapon!!!

But Chu Yuan was very curious.

Why can't he leave a mark on his bloody sword?

He had seen it from the basic cultivation techniques in the early stage of Qi Refining Realm.

Any magic weapon needs to be engraved with its own imprint, so that it can connect with the mind of the magic weapon and maximize the power of the magic weapon.

But Chu Yuan was unable to leave a mark on this bloody sword.

Chu Yuan himself couldn't figure out why.

Is it possible that this bloody sword is not a magic weapon?

Ha, what a joke.

How could it emit such a dazzling light without being injected with magic power?

"It must be that the level of this magic weapon is too high and it doesn't recognize me yet. If I use more magic power to warm it up in the future, it will definitely recognize me."

"Don't think so much first, just find a place to put the scrap metal down."

"I don't know how Zhang Han is doing."

Chu Yuan thought to himself.

The next moment, Chu Yuan no longer thought about it. Holding the huge iron box in his hand, he set up the Fayun again and flew towards the sect.

When entering the Zongmen Hall Square.

Chu Yuan deliberately scanned the circle with his spiritual consciousness.

I found that Zhang Han was still staying in the Dharma Hall to open a book.

This made Chu Yuan feel strange, but he didn't say anything, but flew towards the back cliff.

…

There are many main halls in Wudao Sect.

Starting from the main hall square, there are rows of palaces, which continue until they are close to the back cliff.

But most of the temples are closed.

Only the Hall of Transmission is open.

Don't ask why.

The question is that Chu Yuan has never collected any resources, and those palaces are all empty, so naturally they are all closed.

The place where Chu Yuan came at this moment was a palace near Houya.

It is more like a loft than a palace.

A very simple attic. The surface of the attic is made of a kind of tree. It always exudes an ancient atmosphere, as if this attic has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

"Is this right here?"

Before Chu Yuan landed in the attic, the magic clouds under his feet automatically dissipated.

He put the iron box down and then looked at the attic.

Judging from the sect introduction given to him by the system.

This is where Wudao Sect stores its magical weapons and magic weapons.

It's called Shenbing Pavilion.

I have to say that the sects provided by this system are quite reliable.

Look, look.

This attic really looks like that.

Stuff some scrap metal inside.

It is said that all the magic weapons inside are believed by some people!

Chu Yuan nodded with satisfaction, mobilized his magic power, communicated with the Wudao Sect's grand formation diagram, and unlocked the seal of the Shenbing Pavilion.

Stepped into the Shenbing Pavilion.

The moment you walk in, you can smell a strange smell.

Chu Yuan couldn't describe the taste.

It's just a little strange.

It smells like a decaying tree, but it doesn't look like it.

Chu Yuan shook his head and looked forward.

After entering the attic, a road appeared, with concave stone platforms set up on both sides of the road.

Each stone platform is nine meters apart, no more than one millimeter, and no less than one millimeter. It seems to have some kind of meaning.

Keep going forward.

Chu Yuan counted these stone platforms in detail.

There are hundreds of them.

It is enough to store these 'scrap metal'.

Chu Yuan walked all the way to the end.

I saw a stone platform at the end.

It's just that this stone platform is more than twice the size of the other stone platforms, and it's at the center of the end, unlike other stone platforms that are on both sides of the road.

After Chu Yuan browsed it briefly, he stopped delving into it and opened the iron box.
To be continued...