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Chapter 83: The Spirit Talisman Changes the Broken Sword, there is a Spirit Boy in Yunshan

In front of Ling's eyes, the three things all showed different lights.

What appears on Guan Gong's body is a golden light, vast and masculine, as if it is impervious to all evil.

But this light is not that strong.

What appears on the peach wood sword is red light, sharp and pure, as if it can kill demons in the world.

The broken knife is the most frightening. The blade is bright, but the floating black light is like the abyss of hell. Just one look at it makes people feel uneasy and terrifying.

Wei Yang was shocked by the broken knife.

With his spiritual eyes narrowed, Wei Yang discovered that the three things had become ordinary and nothing out of the ordinary.

I looked at Pulsatilla and Taoist Yunshan. The two of them were still looking at it carefully, as if they were carefully examining some of the special features of these things.

However, the white-headed man was looking at the statue of Guan Gong, while the Yunshan Taoist was looking at the peach wood sword.

The broken knives were placed without anyone paying attention.

Wei Yang's eyes moved slightly but he didn't say anything.

After a while, the white-headed man looked at Huang Shaoyan and said: "This statue of Guan Gong is in the style of the mid-Qing Dynasty. Although some of the carvings are a bit deviant, after all, it was the image of the righteous god in people's hearts at that time, so they still accumulated some incense, and some

Spirituality is a good magical weapon."

Huang Shaoyan gave a thumbs up: "You still have good taste, Mr. Jiang. I spent a lot of effort to get this object. Unfortunately, I don't have the magic power to drive it. If I keep it around, it will lose its function. You see, if you want

Don’t you want to go back?”

The white-headed man pondered for a while and said: "I gave you three spiritual beads. Although they are good, they have not been incense for many years, and their spirituality is somewhat dusty. Even if I invite them back, it will take some effort to consecrate them."

Huang Shaoyan shook his head and said: "I have the spirit beads. What I want is to practice the secret method."

The white-headed man smiled and said: "Mr. Huang, you are getting older, haven't you given up yet?"

Huang Shaoyan said: "In this life, I have enjoyed all the glory and wealth, but only a little pursuit is still there, so I will never give up, unless I die."

The white-headed man said: "Even if I give you the secret method, you still won't be able to practice it. People are in the secular world, the grains are mixed with energy, and the heaven and earth are blinded by the heart. Only if the spiritual spirit is not dispersed and is enlightened from a young age can one enter the Tao. Otherwise, it is impossible to enter the Tao. You know it."

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Huang Shaoyan said: "If I don't give it a try, how can I be willing to do it?"

The white-headed man shook his head: "The secret method is the foundation of inheritance. Although I am a casual practitioner, I can't live up to the master's teachings. If three spirit beads are not enough, then forget it."

On the other side, Taoist Yunshan also smiled and said: "Yes, the secret method is impossible, at most it is spirit beads. We are all old acquaintances, and I don't want to deceive you. Otherwise, if I give you a book you can't understand, you won't be able to understand it."

I don’t know if it’s true or false.”

Huang Shaoyan looked disappointed: "It's like this again. I knew it. That's all. Spirit beads are fine too. Save more. When I have a chance to get the secret method in the future, I can use it as a cultivation resource."

"Well, for this peach wood sword, I will give you two spirit beads." Taoist Yunshan stretched out his hand and made a sign of two.

Huang Shaoyan glared: "Immortal Master Yunshan, don't be ridiculous, this is a peach tree struck by lightning."

Taoist Yunshan rolled his eyes: "Would you like to make a bet? The peach wood sword given to me is not lightning strike wood, but it is lightning strike wood. I will give you ten spirit beads to take it."

Huang Shaoyan was dumbfounded: "Isn't it right? I was cheated?"

Taoist Yunshan said: "It's not a lie. The thing is real. It should be a hundred years old. It was once a magic weapon in the hands of a fellow Taoist to slay demons and eliminate demons. However, it has not been refined for a long time and the aura is not enough. It needs to be cultivated again."

"I have protection."

"Your methods are all aimed at ordinary antiques. This kind of magic weapon requires special techniques and methods to maintain it."

"Then just two, I agree."

"There is also this broken sword, which is also very good. When I collected it, it was said to be the sword of a great general in the Tang Dynasty. He died in hundreds of battles on the battlefield. The number of souls killed by this sword is not even one thousand but three hundred. I also checked it.

However, the material of this knife is good. It can blow hair and break hair. It is very sharp. Are the two immortal masters not interested?" Huang Shaoyan saw that there was still a broken knife left and hurriedly sold it.

The white-headed man smiled and said: "There are many special materials, especially in this era, various synthetic steels, the so-called magical weapons for hair blowing and breaking hair in ancient times. Now as long as you can afford the money, you can have as much as you want. You think I have taken advantage of you."

Woolen cloth?"

Taoist Yunshan also said: "Yes, such a weapon, even if it is real, is of collection value at most. What are we doing here? Mr. Huang's treasure house is so big, this one is worthy of its place."

Huang Shaoyan was immediately speechless.

Then he looked at Wei Yang and said with a smile: "Master Immortal, how about you, are you interested?"

Wei Yang smiled and said, "Show me."

As soon as these words came out, Pulsatilla and Taoist Yunshan looked at Wei Yang in surprise.

Could it be that there really is something wonderful about this broken knife that I haven't seen yet?

This person is a serious heir of a sect family, much better than these dabblers like them.

Huang Shaoyan was overjoyed and quickly handed the broken knife to Wei Yang.

The handle of this broken knife is very long and can be held by both hands. The front fracture is inclined and broken. If the cracks were not obvious, it would look like a short sword.

Moreover, the total of these broken knives is only a little over one meter, but it weighs a lot, at least more than ten kilograms.

Combined with the anomalies observed by the spiritual eye before, this knife must have an extraordinary origin.

After playing with it for a few times, Wei Yang looked at Huang Shaoyan and said: "The secret method is inherited by the master. I can't tell you. I don't have a spirit bead on me, but I have something that can be regarded as a life-saving thing. If you are willing, I will work with you."

You exchanged."

"Life-saving thing? What is it?" Huang Shaoyan asked in surprise.

Wei Yang pretended to take it out from his arms, but he actually took out a resurrection talisman from the system inventory.

Resurrection Talisman: A high-level talisman drawn with mysterious blood and special materials. It has the effect of resurrecting the dead for ordinary people. As long as you breathe continuously and have a long life, after using it, you can hang your life and stay immortal for three years.

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This talisman is a very good life-saving thing, but it is aimed at mortals.

The value is high, but compared to this broken knife, it is not necessarily better than the broken knife.

Because of the resurrection talisman, Wei Yang has five of them.

But there is only one broken knife.

That's why Wei Yang chose to trade like this.

Putting the purple talisman that looked like it was made of film on the table, Wei Yang then said: "This talisman is called the resurrection talisman. To use it, tear it open with your hands."

"The effect of using it is that once it is used, no matter how badly you are injured, no matter how badly you are poisoned, or even no matter what terminal disease you have, it can keep you breathing and keep you alive for three years."

Upon hearing this, the three people present all had hot eyes and short breathing.

The white-headed man couldn't help but said: "Fellow Taoist, this talisman..."

Wei Yang shook his head: "Don't think about it, fellow Taoist. This resurrection talisman is specially made and is aimed at mortals. If you use it on yourself, it will be a waste and of no use."

The white-headed man suddenly looked disappointed.

What, actually developing such precious talismans for mortals, who is this talisman master, such a waste of materials!

However, there are those aimed at mortals, and naturally there are also those aimed at Qimen monks.

It's just that it's not easy for Pulsatilla to ask, and he feels bad if he does.

Because I can't afford it. The value of this kind of life-saving talisman is so high that I can't even estimate it.

Huang Shaoyan was afraid of causing trouble, so he hurriedly put the resurrection talisman into his pocket and said decisively: "The broken knife belongs to the immortal master."

As humans, as long as we live, we will have worries of one kind or another.

It's better now. With the magic talisman around me, even if I'm about to die, I can hold on and wait for rescue.

At this moment, when he looked at Wei Yang again, Huang Shaoyan's eyes wanted to drip with spring water.

This is definitely the most awesome Qimen monk I have ever encountered in my life.

He took out all these precious talismans. His origin must be more terrifying than Lao Jiang and Taoist Yunshan.

The heart of friendship is burning.

"Ahem, okay, now it's my turn. Everyone, the old Taoist family is poor and doesn't have much treasure. It's just a small gadget that's still interesting. You guys might like it if you take a look."

Taoist Yunshan said as he took out five colorful little wooden figures the size of thumbs from the sleeves of his robe and placed them on the table.

When the white-headed man saw it, he immediately stood up with wide eyes and exclaimed: "Yunshan, are you planning to survive, right? Isn't this the little spiritual boy who protects the Tao in Fuyun Temple? Why did you sell it?"


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