"Looking at this precious light, it is clearly a low-level magic weapon." Some of the onlookers exclaimed enviously. The first sect was so generous that even those who had been blackmailed couldn't help but become enthusiastic.
You know, most monks in the realm of cultivation use magical artifacts, and the magical artifacts are divided into ten levels. Above the magical artifacts is the magic weapon.
Compared with the magic weapon that is purely the carrier of magic, the magic weapon has its own unique tricks. The monk only needs to inject spiritual power with a formula to activate the magic, such as Killing the Immortal Warship.
The poorer monks have cultivated to the golden core. The top level of cultivation in the small world does not have a magic weapon, and even a very small number of them still use the seventh or eighth order. Once this magic weapon comes out, the envy of the monks can be imagined.
However, this magic weapon was given by the ancestors of the Qinglingmen in public, and no one dared to snatch it. If you robbed it, it was contempt for the Qinglingmen.
Secondly, even if there is no Qinglingmen ancestor, everyone is afraid of the current strength of the Fairy Spiritmen and dare not move.
Originally, when Chu Wuqing yelled to pay for the Da Neng Sect, which was to be onlookers, the disciples of the Xian Ling Sect were suddenly shocked. The big brother dared to ripped off these great abilities. Panic.
The fairy sects are ready to make preparations desperately if they commit the anger of the golden core power. Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Qing Lingzong actually paid for it?!
Is it still possible?
It seems that this treasure is still very extraordinary. If the monks of the fairy spirit gate just felt stronger than the past and shameless before, now they have truly built the self-confidence of the strong.
A month ago, they were still insulted by others, and even the weak sects with unprotected inheritance, struggling for a little training resource, were ridiculed by other sects, not to mention dignity, even their lives were not guaranteed at any time.
Now... I saw the light of the sky descending.
With the beginning of the Qing Lingzong ancestor, who would dare not pay the so-called expression, but the things they took out could not be ordinary goods, otherwise they would definitely be missed by other sects who paid a great price.
Those treasures were laid out on the ground, and many Jindan monks and famous sects were peeping in the dark, but no one dared to do the weaving and dyeing. They even said in a good way: "We will send someone to congratulate the return of the Xianlingmen warship tomorrow."
This is the deterrence brought by absolute power, the equality brought about, and no one dares to commit.
The elders of the original foundation building of the fairy spirit gate had red eyes one by one, not knowing when the tears had already been wrapped in the eyes, dripping into the ground.
I don't know who knelt down first, and all the monks knelt down one after another, like a wave.
Below the ancestral peak, the low-level monks who had been sheltered by Chu Wuqing had also returned. They knelt down, one after another, in the same direction, toward the figure standing on the battle boat, and bowed!
The enthusiasm in his eyes was burning like a flame, as if Chu Wuqing was their way.
Taoists did not give longevity, but Chu Wuqing gave them everything they couldn't imagine, and gave them an unlimited future.
The peeper has gradually left, and Chu Wuqing is standing on the war boat. The development of the scene before him has completely exceeded his expectations.
But as Wanxiu bowed his bow, he felt the spiritual power in his body boiled. The boiling level was second only to the time when he broke through and built the foundation. There seemed to be an invisible force lingering in his body, but it was fleeting.
Chu Wuqing's eyes lit up, "Faith, the power of incense?"
Belief and the power of incense are not a cultivation method known to the practice world. Naturally, Chu Wuqing had no way of knowing it in his previous life, or he saw it accidentally from the original passage after death.
In a treasure hunt in a secret realm, Lin Yi encountered the remnant soul of the power of the upper realm. The remnant soul mentioned that someone in the immortal world had no spiritual roots but soared to the Dao, relying on the power of incense faith, and the flesh became holy.
In the limited original text that Chu Wuqing knew, the incense belief was only vaguely mentioned this time, without any specific explanation.
It wasn't until this moment when Chu Wuqing felt the vigorous vitality that Chu Wuqing suddenly remembered.
Chu Wuqing guessed in his heart, "Because the power of faith is still very weak, so the boiling of spiritual power will only be fleeting," Chu Wuqing waved his hand gently, trying to verify whether this power was the power of faith incense.
Ke Yun knelt on the ground. Since Chu Wuqing allowed him to successfully build a foundation, he had already made a vow in his heart to follow Chu Wuqing for life, even if he sacrificed his life, dignity, and his way. At any rate.
Everyone knelt down on one knee, all of them bowed their heads, obviously with great piety in their hearts, but Ke Yun couldn't help but secretly raised his head and looked up, only raising a little, and raising a little will not find it.
The big brother stood on the battleship, his broad robe was in the air without wind, and the mountains had disappeared in the entire night, and only this white was left, as if it had fallen from the moonlight, but took away the sky. All the glory of the month.
Ke Yun felt something pulsing in his chest, and he dared not look at it again, even his fingers on the ground trembled slightly.
Obviously so close, but Ke Yun felt that the big brother was farther than the sky, and it was hopeless that he could not be seen in his life.
Just at this moment, a magic weapon fell in front of Ke Yun following the wave of Chu Wuqing's sleeve.
Everyone looked over.
Gu Yu used the sound transmission note and said loudly: "In this battle of Treading Moon Sect, the team led by Ke Yun beheaded an enemy golden core, 20 foundations, hundreds of Qi-refining cultivators, and made first-class combat exploits. In the battle against the Lingyangmen, he stood up to protect the lord and bestowed a seventh-rank magic weapon."
This sound of reward echoed throughout the fairy mountain range.
Seven grade artifacts!
In an instant, everyone's eyes heated up. If the improvement of one's own cultivation level and the protection of dignity belonged to the internal force, then the reward for the practice at this moment is the external force that everyone desires, and it is closely related to the personal strength.
Not to mention the shocked eyes of the fairy gate, even the outer monks who haven't left are very enthusiastic. They enjoy worship in the martial arts, and they are born and die in various secret caves, before they get high-level magical tools.If you have bad luck and are not loved by God, you may not be able to obtain high-level magical artifacts throughout your life.
In the fairy gate, it can be obtained by virtue of combat exploits!
Suddenly, many of the foundation-building masters who heard Gu Yu Chuan Yin's thoughts became active, thinking about whether they would be taken away as an elder at Xianlingmen.
Ke Yun, who was rewarded in public, was extremely complicated in his heart. This complexity was not because he was envied or even jealous by all kinds of eyes.
But because he will always be the one who is rewarded and the one who accepts the favor, then in the eyes of the big brother, he is no different from all the disciples of the Fairy Spirit. The only difference is that he is more loyal and easier to use, but he is far from his confidant. Eight thousand miles.
He was kneeling so close to Gu Yu, but it was like a moat. He knew that he was as humble as him and shouldn't imagine things that were impossible, but he couldn't control the ambition in his heart.
Holding the magic weapon in his hand, Ke Yun's desire to become stronger at this moment is unprecedentedly fierce, only in this way, only in this way, the big brother will really notice him.
Enshrine as a god.
Chu Wuqing could feel the strong worship of the people at the fairy spirit gate below. This feeling was very strange, and this kind of worship reached the peak after he gave the magic weapon, and the sense of dissipated spiritual power returned. .
Although it still dissipated quickly, it dissipated a beat slower than before, converging into an invisible breath, digging into his limbs, and condensing his aura more.
Before being able to fight tens of thousands with one person, it was not that Chu Wuqing did it himself, but because Chu Huanzhi descended in a phantom and brought Chu Wuqing into a mysterious state of preaching before he could kill 10,000.
Chu Wuqing felt that at the moment of boiling, if he swiped a sword, it would be enough to exert his strength in the mid-term foundation construction, and could even vaguely simulate the shadow of kendo and perform the first style of killing kendo!
This discovery made Chu Wuqing feel particularly excited. After the birth of the fairy mansion three years later, his hole card was added.
After pondering a little, Chu Wuqing motioned to Gu Yu to continue the reward. After the reward, he gave the medicine to make everyone meditate as soon as possible.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
Excluding Zhanzhou and Gu Yu, the overall strength of the Fairy Spirit Sect is still very far from other real famous schools.Regardless of how easily the War Ark could be captured this time, the main reason was that the Lingyang Gate Jindan elders underestimated the enemy, and no one thought that the War Ark would be owned by the Chu family, and was caught off guard.
After the death of Elder Tang and the battle of the boat, the Immortal Spirit Gate and the Lingyang Gate are already deadly enemies, and there is absolutely no possibility of reconciliation. Don't take advantage of the Lingyang Gate's current situation to attack, and give the Lingyang Gate time to deploy. Want to lay down, it will become very difficult.
Even if there is no War Ark, a big faction that has raised the army for thousands of years, they already have a very complete combat system. The monks trained as war cultivators since childhood are far from comparable to the immortal spirit gates that were quickly completed in January.
What's more, after this night, no school would be willing to see the fairy spirit gate sitting big, and would surely fund the Lingyang gate secretly, and it would surely become a protracted tug of war.
As the war time prolongs, many changes will inevitably occur, and other Chu family disciples will also find clues.
When the Xianlingmen monk recovered from meditation, Chu Wuqing asked Gu Yu to re-arrange the Xianlingmen formation.Thinking that the previous large formation was easily broken by the combined efforts of many cultivators, Chu Wuqing said, "Gu Yu, do you see if the war boat can be incorporated into the formation? The pure resistance of the mountain protection formation is always too weak. The enemy doesn't even need to send golden cores, but only needs to attack with human sea tactics, even if it is refining the gas to build the foundation, it can break the large formation. If the warship is integrated into the mountain protection formation, you can turn passive to active. The battle spirit of one change and two changes, and the yellow sand of the battlefield three changes, if it can cover the entire mountain gate, even the golden core can trap a lot of time."
Hearing Chu Wuqing's thoughts, Gu Yu's eyes lit up, and he thought about it a little, and said, "Lord, please turn the warship to me and study it. I will try to see if I can crack the battle formation. If I can crack it, I can change the four. The talisman formation is directly refined into the mountain protection formation, and the effect can be achieved without the need for a war boat."
"Okay." Chu Wuqing praised, "If you can do it, I will give you the battleship along with the five high-grade spirit stones in it."
High-grade spirit stones are so rare, the golden core elders who hold real power among the three sects, have only so much savings in his life.
In the small family that Gu Yu used to have, the entire family’s income for a whole year was only six hundred lower-grade spirit stones, one thousand lower-grade spirit stones, etc. for the same middle-grade spirit stone, and one thousand middle-grade spirit stones waited for the same high-grade spirit stone. Lingshi.
This kind of equivalence is only circulated in the market. In fact, high-grade spirit stones are very rare. They are often used as life-saving objects and breakthroughs. Almost no one will exchange a high-grade spirit stone for a thousand middle-grade spirit stones.
If in the past, Gu Yu would be very excited when he heard such a reward, and he would be very rich overnight.
But now, Chu Wuqing only saw that Gu Yu's earlobes were slightly red, and he didn't show any excitement. Is he too kind to him, and has no appetite?Disappointment flashed in Chu Wuqing's heart. He couldn't tolerate the slightest betrayal, even if it was just an unrelated flame, whether or not to put a ban on Gu Yu and use another method to firmly control it.
However, after a short breath, he saw Gu Yu raising his head, and a cautious begging flashed through those bright obsidian pupils.
Gu Yu's lips opened with trembling, and then closed hesitantly. The action of his teeth biting his lower lip was extremely humble.
He looked at Chu Wuqing, his upper body was motionless, his back was straight, like a sword loose, but his right leg was slightly bent and he knelt on one knee.
Looks so proud, but so...lonely and weak.
"Master, Gu Yu doesn't want a reward, Gu Yu just wants to," the voice trembling paused, "I only want the master to touch Gu Yu's head." It seemed that Gu Yu was used up when he said this sentence. With all the courage, his only high head hung down, and the sword-like back collapsed suddenly, and his pride was completely emptied.
But even so, he didn't wipe the corners of Chu Wuqing's clothes, and strictly followed the rules and distances he should have.
Chu Wuqing blinked. He never expected that Gu Yu would make such a request. Is this still the arrogant, cunning, and ignorant Gu Yu in his memory?
Gu Yu in front of him was as humble as a pet abandoned by his owner.
Although accidental, Chu Wuqing felt very happy in his heart. He was saved when Gu Yu was wantonly insulted. Wasn't it because Gu Yu was loyal to him?The effect now is better than he expected.
Gu Yu's heart is mature, and he is also a child, and he will also have a fragile side. It is just that in the environment of the previous life, he had to survive on his fangs, and the training will be extremely hard to survive, and the last fragility will be wiped out. A warm thirst.
Gu Yu is probably a kind of fledgling plot to himself. When his whole thoughts are lost and his final pride is about to be broken, he appears. Isn't all this what he designed from the beginning?
However, he is the master and Gu Yu is the servant. This kind of attachment to the nestling plot is naturally not supported, only buried in the heart.
The more Chu Wuqing thought about it, the happier he became. In his previous life, how cruel Gu Yu was to him, absolutely never thought that one day, he would treat himself like a prince?
And if such Gu Yu kills Linyi, what kind of fun would it be.
Then, deepen Gu Yu's attachment.
Chu Wuqing's hand touched Gu Yu's head.
The young man's fingers are extraordinarily slender, and every inch of his skin is condensed like snow jade, exquisite to the extreme, so close, you can smell the cold fragrance from it.
Obviously it is a lofty fragrance, but it is extremely seductive, making people crazy want to touch his skin, want to hold his wrist, want to push away his large sleeves a little bit...
Want...
Gu Yu lowered his head, his unnoticeable pupils became dark and deep, his body was even more humble and lonely, but the corners of his lips rose slightly. He raised his neck slightly with Chu Wuqing's palm, and slowly, Yi's cheek touched Chu Wuqing's palm little by little, and the touch was better than expected.
I want to kiss my tender palm, I want to lick my slender fingers, with a feeling of worship.
As soon as his eyelids were raised, Gu Yu's eyes became clear and bright, with a pale fresh light, "Master, Gu Yu, can you hug the Lord?"
It's a wonderful word to take an inch.