"You... dare you scold me?"

The man next to the big mouse spirit was stunned and suddenly became angry. Their positions in the Magic Artifact Pavilion were far from comparable to those of the Fat Taoist, and they all had a relationship or spent a lot of money to get in. They held the magic weapon source vein, and when their disciples saw them, who was disrespectful? It was precisely because of this that they developed their domineering character.

But he never thought that today he just scolded a disciple who had just started, and he dared to curse him?

The man took a step forward and wanted to slap the kid away.

Fang Xing saw his appearance and knew that he was going to do something. He stepped back and laughed in a low voice: "You can't force a bribe? Do you still want to fight with the man? Are there any rules in the Taoist sect?"

The man suddenly changed his color and stopped.

Although all the disciples who entered the school abide by the rules and tacitly gave them the spirit stone, this matter was invisible.

He saw that the boy in front of him was not old, but he looked old and was really afraid that he would expose the matter...

"Hahaha, haha, why did it start to quarrel as soon as we meet? This is not good..."

The big mouse spirit looked at Fang Xing with a smile and said maliciously: "This junior brother is not old, but he has a strong temper. Forget it, we were joking with you just now. You can go in and choose a magic weapon, and you have to highlight your eyes..."

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Fang Xing clasped his fists, ignored the big mouse's words and crawled in.

When I went in, I was shocked. This is not a magic weapon pavilion, it is clearly a grocery store.

Rows of wooden racks are placed with flying swords, talismans, spiritual weapons and other objects. At first glance, it is dazzling. Each piece seems quite extraordinary. Some have names and small characters underneath, while others are simply a bunch of messy talismans, flying swords, treasure vases and even compass. It is impossible to tell whether it is good or bad.

At this time, Fang Xing finally understood why every new outer disciple willingly bribed these people, because there were too many magic weapons here. From the appearance, he didn't know which one was good or which one was bad, and he didn't understand its function. If he just picked one in it with his head and mind, the possibility of failure would be too high.

The big mouse spirit and two junior brothers immediately sneered when they saw Fang Xing's dazed appearance.

They have never encountered anyone who is reluctant to hand over the spirit stone, but they have all been cheated by them.

Although this magic weapon pavilion is full of low-level magic weapons that can be used by disciples from the Qingyun Sect, there are two or three thousand pieces. Not long ago, Qingyun Sect summoned the disciples and had selected a large number of good-quality ones. Now most of the remaining ones are of poor quality, or they are directly damaged and cannot be used normally. Some of the good ones are hidden in places that are difficult to see.

They didn't believe that this boy who contradicted them could pick up anything good!

"Hmph, these three bastards want to cheat me, let's open your eyes today..."

Fang Xing came to his senses, sneered in his heart, and walked forward slowly.

"This junior brother, every disciple comes into the magic weapon pavilion and only has one incense stick to choose. I'll order you..."

The big mouse spirit said with a smile again, and let the man around him choose the driest timer incense to light it.

The man understood and when he was lit incense, he deliberately broke off a short section before he inserted it into the incense burner.

The dry timing incense burned quickly, and the man secretly broke off a small piece. Fang Xing didn't even have a stick of incense. At best, only two-thirds of the time, and I'm afraid he couldn't even see it. How could he choose?

If the disciples who came to choose magic weapons gave generous bribes, these disciples guarding the pavilion would not only forget the matter when they made the incense, but also give advice based on the bribes given by the visitor.

"The lower level flying sword, made of 100 steel, an inscription on the inner circle, and the spiritual energy is low..."

"Storage rings, material of thousands of hammers, one square of space..."

"The purple copper flying sword and the three magic arrays inscribed in it have all been damaged..."

Fang Xing ignored the small movements of the big mouse spirit and chose it on his own. When he saw his eyes, he was aware of the quality and characteristics of the magic weapon, which was extremely relaxed. As the fat Taoist said, many magic weapons that looked very good were deliberately placed in a clear place, but the internal magic array was damaged. If they were really selected, they would be a pile of scrap iron.

No matter how good the magic weapon is, if the internal magic array is damaged, it will become scrap iron, because for these magic weapons, the internal magic array is even more valuable than their materials. After it is damaged, it is not worth finding someone to repair it.

After all, the instrument masters who can repair the magic weapon in the meantime will be very expensive to take action once, so it is better to buy one again.

"Can you just choose one from these flying swords or storage rings?"

Fang Xing thought about it and he had seen several magic weapons, all of which were very good.

However, Fang Xing was not in a hurry to choose. He was considering that even if he chose a good flying sword, he might not be enough for it to fly out ten feet. If it was used to defend against the enemy, it would be better than the short sword in his hand. Therefore, the most important thing is that what he needs is not these weapons, nor the storage rings or other things.

What suits you should be some magic tools that can help you...

When the big mouse spirit saw Fang Xing standing in front of a flying sword that was deliberately hidden behind a bunch of magic weapons, they stopped and couldn't stop. They suddenly felt a little nervous, afraid that this kid would be lucky and really choose the flying sword away.

"Ahem, junior brother, the time is coming soon, you can choose quickly. If it is difficult to make a decision, I can recommend it to you. Look at it, it is all good things. For example, this flag is injected with spiritual energy and can release the brilliance of fire. If you are against someone, a big flag will be rolled out, and a fire dragon will fly out. It is an absolutely good thing..."

The big mouse was encouraging Fang Xing with a bright tongue, wanting him to choose a flag that looked very good.

However, Fang Xing only glanced at it and decided otherwise.

The flag is really good, it actually contains seven magic arrays. It can be said that it is rare in this magic weapon pavilion.

Unfortunately, all seven magic arrays have been damaged, and they cannot be destroyed anymore. There are only some residual fire intentions. This big mouse spirit is uneasy. If he really takes the flag and try it on the spot, it will definitely be extremely powerful. However, once he takes out this magic weapon pavilion, he will never be able to display it again, which is similar to the sword talisman of the Fat Taoist.

However, at this moment, Fang Xing's eyes suddenly lit up and he noticed a magic weapon near the Fire Flag.

But I saw that it was a blue grimace mask, which was made of unknown material. There were traces of knives and axes on it, and there was a gap on the top of my head. It was thrown into the corner like a waste, and it was covered with dust.

It looked like the most waste weapon in this magic weapon pavilion, but when he saw it, several messages suddenly flashed through Fang Xing's mind: Wanluo Ghost Face, with thirty-six magic arrays inside...

"This is actually an intermediate magic weapon with thirty-six magic arrays, and the magic array is basically intact..."

Fang Xing was excited and learned about the function of the mask again. He was immediately happy. However, it turned out that the Wanluo Ghost Face was actually a magic weapon to change. After putting it on, he could change his appearance, voice, and even his aura and height. Among them, the thirty-six magic arrays mean that the Wanluo Ghost Face had thirty-six changes and could become thirty-six different people...

This is simply a must-have tool for killing and robbing people!

Fang Xing made a decision in an instant.

"Haha, the younger brother is attracted to this mask? It really has vision. This mask is... but that... the Nine Ghost Fire Thunder Thunder God Face... After putting it on, you can use the power of gods and demons, which is extremely powerful... Haha..."

The big mouse smiled. It seemed that he didn't know the function of this mask at all, and he even called the name wrong.

"Haha, it's not bad, it's very suitable for this junior brother!"

"My junior brother put it on, it's so majestic!"

The other two laughed, saying a word, asking Fang Xing to choose to leave quickly.

"This magic weapon is really so good? How many senior brothers won't lie to me, right?"

Fang Xing tossed and turned the mask in his hand, looking like he was difficult to make a decision.

"How could this be? This mask is right for you, Junior Brother. With it, Junior Brother's cultivation has improved rapidly, and it is just around the corner. He even broke through the fourth level of true qi and became an inner disciple. It will probably take only one or two years to do... "

The big mouse said with a smile, constantly instigating Fang Xing to take the mask away.

"Yes, my junior brother is not careful to take it back first. I will use it for a few days. If it really doesn't work, I will take it back and I will change it to you!"

The person next to him also said, looking as if he was easy to talk.

"Since all three senior brothers say that, I'll choose it!"

Fang Xing deliberately pretended to be hesitant and took up the mask.

"Okay, I'll record it now..."

The big mouse spirit was extremely refreshing, quickly took out a blank piece of jade tablets, and quickly injected a divine thought into it: "There is a day in November of the Gengzi year... The outer disciple Fang Xing received... a low-level magic weapon..."

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