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Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Great Dry Wind and Clouds (XIX)

In the end, the group of people still did not give up their attentiveness, and Wu Mingkong's donkey was fine.

With the bloodthirsty sword, he returned to Kyoto alone.

Ban Wen led the thirty-five cavalry to return to the border, and Shangguan Ran also went to deal with the White Lotus Sect, which had recently revived, while Wen Yu sneaked into the Northern Barbarians to continue the mission. As for the Tianjian Sect and the Ye family, they went back to their respective houses to report their lives.

Wu Mingkong's reputation began to ferment with the departure of these people.

"So, you just get the bloodthirsty sword, ranked 97th, back to me." Ji Rengao was speechless. The magic weapon had a spirit and chose his own master.

There are also examples of using strength to suppress divine weapons, but they will be backfired by divine weapons.

"This thing has just been released, how did you know that this thing ranks 97th?" Wu Mingkong felt whether Ji Rengao was fooling him.

"The magical weapons have existed since ancient times, with a total of 108 pieces. Even if they are destroyed, they will reappear due to various chances, either born and forged by man, or broken into seals. Everything has a fixed number." Ji Rengao explained.

"Why is this kind of thing not recorded in the library?" Wu Mingkong felt that he was targeted.

"What does common sense record? Do you still use other people to remind you when you eat?"

Wu Mingkong was speechless. It would be common sense to write this thing together. Who has such common sense?

"Since you took this bloodthirsty sword, let's leave it to you." Ji Rengao wanted to return the bloodthirsty sword to Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong refused directly, this thing had an egg: "No, I don't use a sword, and I'll lose my share with this thing. I'll be sixty years old and I'll bomb it in one wave, let alone humans, there are not even ants."

He, a cultivator, fought in close combat with his sword, which is not only dangerous, but also a loss of money.

Isn’t it good to smash people with a large number of talismans?

Is he unhappy with countless elixirs?

Is he uncomfortable to use talismans and elixirs to make magic circles to kill the enemy?

Melee? Melee will never be able to fight in your life.

If it weren't for not bringing the equipment in this dungeon, Wu Mingkong's revolver would have shot one celestial realm at the same time, just like beating a child.

"You still dislike it, it's okay if you don't. In the future, the soldier master selected by the Bloodthirsty Sword comes, and we can also pay a maintenance fee." Ji Rengao didn't say anything, after all, Wu Mingkong was not the soldier master of the Bloodthirsty Sword.

"The master of the soldier? It is a divine weapon that chooses the master, not a person who chooses the magic weapon? So what is the difference between this and the sword slave?" Wu Mingkong was extremely disdainful. He should be honest in his weapons, and what kind of military commander should be selected.

Ji Rengao also smiled slightly and agreed: "I think so too."

Although he said so, Ji Rengao did not continue to say it, but just wrapped the bloodthirsty sword in white cloth and put it on the shelf.

"You did a good job in this matter, and it did not deteriorate my reputation as the Imperial Heaven Prison." Ji Rengao encouraged him.

Wu Mingkong didn't care. Since nothing happened, he turned around and left.

A few days later, the list of the world's storms was opened.

The name Zhen Ming ranks ninth.

This time, the whole world was in full swing, and an unknown man directly squeezed into the top ten of the list, which was unprecedented.

Medical Lord Zhen Ming, a seventh-rank Lingtai Lang of the Imperial Heavenly Supervision, and a warrior in the celestial realm, defeated Shangguan Ran of the Xuanjingsi in Zhenjian Villa, Wenyu of Wugengmen, 36 cavalry of the Iron Blood Army, and Jianlu of the Tibetan Shadow Sword. Ye Chengzhi, the elder of the Ye family, killed Fengyang, the owner of Zhenjian Villa, and won the 97th Bloodthirsty Sword of the Divine Soldier.

He used medical skills to live dead flesh and bones, and was good at using the Nanli Vermilion Bird Xuan Fire Array (unknown skill, suspected to be created by himself), and sixty Jiazi (unknown skill, suspected to be created by himself).

With the storm, the four words "Doctor Zhen Ming" spread rapidly.

Yao Yang came out of Qufeng's Secret Realm, and was carrying a long sword as white as jade and shaped like a dragon bone. Seeing Zhen Ming's name on the Fengyun List, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"How could the Medical Lord be on the list now? In his previous life, he had been able to come out for three years after watching the ceremony at Zhenjian Villa."

"And the owner of Zhenjian Villa died at Zhen Ming's hand, and the bloodthirsty sword was taken away by Zhen Ming. In his previous life, Feng Yang came to the door to test the sword a year later, but died at the sword master. Even the bloodthirsty sword fell on the sword master's hand."

"The future has changed. Could it be because of the first half of the "Singling Divine Art" I sent?"

"If this is the case, then my plan must be accelerated. Next, I have to rush to Yao Laoyuan as soon as possible to obtain the Medicine Immortal Gourd, otherwise this "The Supreme Medicine Theory" will not be able to achieve rapid success."

"After I was taken, I had to go to the Jianhuang Lun tomb to obtain the "Hundred Swords True Sutra". After I had the "Hundred Swords True Sutra", I wouldn't have to hurry like this."

Yao Yang's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he left with big strides.

As for joining Sequoia guest Zhang Bin with him?

Of course, he stayed in Qufeng's secret realm forever, otherwise how could he take away Zhang Bin's ancestor-born divine weapon Dragon Jade Sword?

No one sacrifices the sword, this is impossible.

As the list of wind and clouds spread out, Wu Mingkong also received a list of wind and clouds.

Looking at the doctor Zhen Ming in the ninth place, Wu Mingkong couldn't help but smile.

[Congratulations to the player on passing the dungeon: Daqian Fengyun, and obtaining 2 dungeon points]

[Congratulations to the player on obtaining dungeon: Daqian Fengyun (2)]

【Congratulations to the player for obtaining 2 skills】

【Congratulations to the player for obtaining skill knowledge】

【Congratulations to the players on obtaining skills and land knowledge】

After a series of reminders, Wu Mingkong directly returned to reality. He did not choose whether to stay or not like before, but directly returned to reality.

"Have you changed the mechanism again?" Wu Mingkong has not understood what the mechanism of this Wanwei copy system is, and has been changing.

From the beginning of the novice copy, it was extremely dull and full of bugs, and then the fixed procedures for the Deep Debate and the Five Elements Secret Realm were relatively complete.

The npc in the subsequent nano crisis seemed to be no different from the real person. Wu Mingkong could not see the previous game-like mode, and Daqian Fengyun was like a real world.

"Maybe as the number of copies increased, the copies became more real." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but guess.

If Wu Mingkong hadn't died in the dungeon, he wouldn't have died. He could reopen the dungeon without restrictions. Wu Mingkong couldn't help but guess that this Wanwei dungeon system would put him into a brand new world.

"What do you think so much about it? These are not something I can see. Let's take a look at the gains from this dungeon first. It's a big blow." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but laugh at himself. Xiami's strength is so good at heart. The benefits in front of him are real. These are all things to come.
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