Chapter two hundred and ninety nine, the dragon stick
In the yard, after sorting through all the things he had obtained, Qi Fan unexpectedly found a letter among the exercises.
The material of this letter was actually made of Bingpotian silk. The cold air was rising in the room. No wonder it could be preserved for so long.
While Qi Fan was amazed, he opened it curiously, and after just one glance, something strange appeared.
I saw it clearly written on it: 'The descendants of the future generation will obey the order and if they suffer a big disaster, they will immediately seal the mountain and use the things in this place to slowly plan for them.'
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'Items inherited should not be used unless absolutely necessary.'
'Remember, remember!'
'Handwritten by Venerable Xuanyuan!'
This turned out to be an autographed letter from Venerable Xuanyuan! And it was not Bu Shan’s personal treasure house at all.
It is the inheritance treasure house of Xuanyuan Sect, which is a secret passed down orally from generation to generation and will not be recorded at all.
This letter was left behind because I was afraid that there would be a gap and that those who came after me would not know the truth.
Now Qi Fan was a little hesitant, should he put these things back?
After all, this is the inheritance of Xuanyuan Sect, not your own.
But it’s all in your pocket, do you still want to put it back?
Then Qi Fan thought about it, he was the sect leader now, so it was not up to him to decide whether to use it or not.
And to be honest, apart from spiritual stones, magic weapons and Mingling Fruit, I don't like the rest of them at all.
As for those martial arts skills, Qi Fan didn't even bother to look at them.
After thinking about it, he returned to the secret room, put back the so-called Zongzong exercises, etc., and after thinking about it, he kept some low-level elixirs.
As for the rest... Qi Fan felt that now is the time when these things are needed, so he should keep them for himself.
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A moment later, Qi Fan found Xue Ling'er in the sect leader's hall.
He took out the khaki robe and silver mirror and said, "This is Hua Yun Yi, a middle-grade Xuan-level garment. There are several defensive arrays and spirit-gathering arrays on it."
"No ordinary pill formation can harm you."
"This is the Silver Moon Mirror. It can hide the aura and can also be used for tracking. The most important thing is that it stores my full blow."
Xue Ling'er frowned and said, "Then what?"
"What then? Just take it." Qi Fan said helplessly.
"I told you I don't need it." Xue Ling'er sighed.
Qi Fan fiddled with the two magic weapons in one hand and said, "Why can't you use it? Look, how does this yellow dress match your temperament?"
"How good is this silver mirror for dressing up?"
Xue Ling'er looked at Qi Fan in astonishment, "You want me to use these two middle-grade Xuan-level magic weapons as ordinary objects?"
Looking at the yellow cassock, he couldn't help but laugh angrily, "A man's cassock, you say it matches my temperament very well? Are you saying that I don't look like a woman? Huh?"
Qi Fan couldn't help but feel embarrassed after hearing this. After all, the robe is not a spiritual weapon and cannot be changed in size at will.
Some said sarcastically: "No, no, that's not what I meant."
"You are the best girl in the world..."
Xue Ling'er didn't bother to listen anymore and turned around to leave.
Qi Fan chased after him and shouted: "Then you should always hold this mirror." He threw it away.
But Xue Ling'er didn't have the slightest thought of looking back and still walked forward, seeing that the silver moon mirror was about to fall to the ground.
In the end, she turned her wrist, took the Silver Moon Mirror in her hand, and left with an undetectable smile on her lips.
Seeing this, Qi Fan couldn't help but exhale and just accept it.
He looked at the cassock in his hand and shook his head, smiling inwardly, "This little girl is really serious. She even pretended to be angry and ran away. I'm not a fool."
While laughing inwardly, he directly refined the robe and put it on his body.
If a mid-grade Xuan-level robe is activated by one's own cultivation level, it can easily block attacks from ordinary Yuanying Masters!
Otherwise, Xue Ling'er wouldn't be in this posture.
Immediately, the dragon-wrapped stick appeared in his hand. After refining it, Qi Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
There are not as many high-grade Xuan-level magic weapons as there are those mid-grade Xuan-level magic weapons.
Just one word, heavy.
Although the Dragon Wrapping Stick itself only weighs 3,600 kilograms, the more spiritual power is injected into it, the heavier it will be!
Qi Fan couldn't help but become interested, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly poured into the Dragon Wrapping Stick.
Just for a moment, the hand felt heavy, and it was estimated to have weighed a thousand kilograms.
He raised his eyebrows and spiritual energy continued to pour in.
After counting, Qi Fan looked at the dragon-wrapped stick in his hand with satisfaction. Six thousand six hundred and sixty-six pounds! Not bad, really good, the weight has doubled!
With a weight of more than 6,000 kilograms, how many people can handle it if matched with their own strength?
Satisfied, he put away the dragon-winding stick and walked towards the underground treasure house next to him. With the magic weapon in hand, he naturally wanted to find a set of stick techniques to use.
At this moment, Lu Chen suddenly came over and called Qi Fan: "Sect Master."
"Huh? What's the matter?"
"The exchange meeting is about to begin."
Qi Fan was a little surprised when he heard this, "Ah, what?"
"The ASEAN Exchange Meeting is about to begin." Lu Chen repeated it again.
Only then did Qi Fan remember that twenty years had passed since the last exchange meeting.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, 'Time flies so fast.'
Then he asked: "Where will it be held this time?"
"Alchemy Sect."
"Alchemy Sect?" Upon hearing this answer, Qi Fan couldn't help but frown.
"Okay, you go and select the participating disciples and elders, and I will personally lead the team when the time comes."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Lu Chen bowed his hands and left, which was why he came to Qi Fan.
If it is held at Baihua Palace, there is no need for Qi Fan to lead the team, he can just go.
But since Danding Sect is close to the Western Dynasty, it is better to be careful. Qi Fan leads the team more steadily.
Seeing Lu Chen leave, Qi Fan also turned around and walked to the underground treasure house.
As for the Chuan Gong Pavilion, there are some introductions to the techniques. The real unique copy is stored in the treasure house, so there is no need to look far away.
On the other side, as Lu Chen left, many disciples also learned about the exchange meeting.
Some of the disciples who had only joined Xuanyuan Sect or become inner sects in recent years showed expectant looks.
ASEAN Exchange Conference, eleven sects compete, this is a great opportunity to show your face!
Many disciples are gearing up to stand out in this selection and make their names known in the eyes of many sects!
It's just that some old disciples seemed to have thought of something that they couldn't bear to look back on, and their expressions were a little heavy.
The exchange meeting twenty years ago was full of blood...
In the underground treasure house, Qi Fan picked and picked, and finally sighed, and carved out the "Three Level Mountain-Shaking Stick" of a yellow-grade high-grade one with his spiritual consciousness.
Compared with swordsmanship, swordsmanship, boxing, etc., stick method seems a bit "barren".
The entire sect only has three or four stick techniques, among which the highest grade is the "Three Level Mountain-shaking Stick".
It's similar to the Dielang Knife technique that Qi Fan had seen before.
As for the Thirteen Demon-Suppressing Sticks used by the deceased Yu Wenmian, they were not from the Xuanyuan Sect, but were the ancestral stick techniques of the Yuwen family.
It's just a top-grade yellow rank, and the sect didn't include it.