[MTL, BG] Do You Know How to Conquer Villains?

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The mountain gate of Xuanyun Sect on the day of its opening was still lively, with many monks coming and going. The accident that happened in the medicine hall did not spread. After all, demons like mandrills are very common in the world of immortality. They only attacked Qiu Mingxue. The way the mandrill appeared was just a coincidence.

Ji Qingzhuo stood on Shen Rongyu's Snow Burial Sword. She looked far away at the towering mountain gate of Xuanyun Sect. It was already autumn, and the green trees on the two cliffs that originally hugged to form the mountain gate had already been dyed red by autumn colors. , the first thing you see is the warm red and yellow, showing the unique bright colors of autumn.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the cloud surrounding the mountain gate, enveloping the first sect in Yunze Territory in a mysterious way.

Ji Qingzhuo was thinking about the magic weapon. She lowered her head and looked at the Snow Burial Sword. The sword had a special color, as white as a mirror, and reflected bright light in the sunlight.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, if I have a magic weapon, can I also use it to fly like Burying Snow?" Ji Qingzhuo suddenly asked.

Although the flywheel Yu Sukong gave her worked well, it couldn't communicate with her, and she had to re-inject mana after running out of energy.

"Your cultivation level is low and your magic power is small. If you use magic weapons to travel, you won't be able to go very far." Shen Rongyu answered her, "But if you are willing, you can of course do it. After all, one of the uses of portable magic weapons is to travel by flying."

Ji When Qingzhuo heard this, she began to look forward to it, because the coolest magic weapon she had ever seen when she came to this world was Shen Rongyu's Burial Snow, so she began to dream of owning a sword herself.

"If possible, can I buy a sword?" Ji Qingzhuo asked tentatively, "Just like Zang Xue."

"Do you like Zang Xue?" Shen Rongyu asked, raising an eyebrow, with a smile in his tone. It seemed that Ji Qingzhuo's statement made him laugh.

——This is the first time he has seen someone actually like Zang Xue.

"It's beautiful." The reason given by Ji Qingzhuo is simple.

"Do you know what material it is made of?" Shen Rongyu suddenly said.

"I don't know." Ji Qingzhuo replied.

Shen Rongyu chuckled lightly and did not continue the topic. What he wants to take Ji Qingzhuo to see is a higher-level magic weapon, which can be used by a monk for a lifetime. However, unlike the mid-level magic weapons that disciples can have access to at this stage, high-level magic weapons are more special because they can only be used by monks if they have high affinity. It will resonate with you, not just pick one and use it.

"A magic weapon also chooses its owner. You may not be able to resonate with the sword." Shen Rongyu first inoculated Ji Qingzhuo and told her not to have too high expectations, thinking that she could really pick a sword.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't relate to the sword at first glance. The sword was the most direct weapon in the world that could kill people. It was difficult for her to relate to such a murderous magic weapon.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, you mean that I want to choose a magic weapon that looks very similar to me?" Ji Qingzhuo understood what Shen Rongyu meant.

Also, Shen Rongyu is very similar to Zang Xue. His white clothes are dust-free, as ethereal as a banished immortal. Zang Xue's sword is also dust-free, as clear and white as a mirror.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu teased her, "So Zhuozhuo should pay attention to those magic weapons that look like wood." It took

Ji Qingzhuo a long time to realize that Shen Rongyu was saying that she looked like wood.

Does she look like wood? Ji Qingzhuo felt that he was somewhat more interesting than wood. After all, wood couldn't speak.

In the market outside Xuanyun Sect, there was only one place that sold high-level magic weapons. Shen Rongyu actually took Ji Qingzhuo into a blacksmith shop.

The calcining furnace in the shop was burning hot, and the scorching flames licked the red sword body. The bearded blacksmith raised the hammer in his hand and hammered the sword in his hand.

When he saw someone coming, he didn't stop what he was doing, he just knocked.

Shen Rongyu didn't say anything, and just led Ji Qingzhuo to stand aside, waiting for him to finish forging the weapon.

Ji Qingzhuo listened to these rhythmic sounds and her eyes fell on the sword in the blacksmith's hand. Just listening to the rhythm of a few forging sounds and glancing at the shape changes of the sword embryo in his hand, she calculated the success in her mind. The strength and number of blows required to forge this sword.

Calculating these things is almost her instinct, and it can also be regarded as her hobby.

But at the end of the forging, the blacksmith seemed a little tired, and the frequency of hammering slowed down - he had failed many times before forging this sword, and this time he didn't know how long it would take to forge it. good.

He had no overall estimate of the number of times and strength of the forging, and could only hope that the next forging would be successful, or if it failed, the sword would be broken into pieces.

Every forging was a gamble for the blacksmith, until the last time, he seemed to have lost his patience, or maybe he had failed too many times, so he raised his hand high and gathered enough strength, as if he was going to come. One final hard tap.

Ji Qingzhuo thought that the blacksmith was confident. She didn't expect that he was not sure every time. But she knew that looking at the blacksmith's posture and the resultant force formed by the tightness of his muscles and the arch of his body, this last forging would It must be extremely heavy.

It was just the last blow. If the hammering force was too strong this time, the sword on the forging platform would be broken into pieces. Ji Qingzhuo felt sorry for the material, so he opened his lips and took half a step forward, wanting to stop it.

But she thought of something again, so she just closed her mouth and stepped back.

Shen Rongyu, who was standing beside her, noticed her little movement. His hand hidden in his sleeve lightly touched the back of Ji Qingzhuo's hand.

"Too heavy or too light?" Shen Rongyu asked her in a low voice - he knew Ji Qingzhuo had the answer, but she didn't dare to say, she was always so cautious.

"It's five points heavier." Ji Qingzhuo gave a very accurate figure.

"Boss Yang, your strength has increased by five points." Shen Rongyu conveyed Ji Qingzhuo's meaning to the blacksmith shop owner.

After hearing Shen Rongyu's words, Boss Yang's accumulated strength instantly relaxed.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, it's you." He then realized that someone was coming, and he still hesitated to drop the hammer that was forging the sword in his hand, "But how could it be five points heavier? I was not strong enough before..."

"You and Trust me." Shen Rongyu said to him, "If it fails, I will buy this sword embryo." "

You have that magical sword, how can you look at my entertainment work?" Boss Yang smiled, but He still followed Shen Rongyu's prompts and reduced his strength by five points.

After the last forging, the sword embryo made a clanging sound. He quickly immersed the sword in the water prepared aside. He only heard a "chi--" and white steam rose up. It was successful.

"This..." Boss Yang couldn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at Shen Rongyu, and then realized that he had brought a companion with him.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at him. Boss Yang had a beard and couldn't tell his appearance, but his eyes were indeed very sharp. She only glanced at his eyes, then lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

"I also brought a little girl with me. When you first entered the sect, you were as young as her, right?" Boss Yang joked, "Years ago in Xuanyun Sect, I asked you to sell swords, but you refused. Let's talk about that. It's also interesting. But after all these years, you actually know that I opened a shop here to retire."

In fact, Shen Rongyu didn't know, but when he accompanied Ji Qingzhuo to the market that day, he didn't know the way, so he took advantage of it. When Ji Qingzhuo was trying on clothes, he took an overview of the structure of the market and discovered Boss Yang's shop.

He nodded and said, "I saw it when I came to the market last time, so I wanted to come here to find a magic weapon."

"You have the Snow Burial Sword, what other magic weapon do you need?" Boss Yang successfully forged the sword in his hand. , in a very good mood, started chatting with Shen Rongyu.

"It's not me." Shen Rongyu said warmly.

Ji Qingzhuo felt Boss Yang's probing eyes on her. She pursed her lips and lowered her head, not daring to raise her head.

"She is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining..." Boss Yang couldn't believe it. "Wouldn't the Xuanyun Sect purchase mid-level magic weapons for its disciples? The one I have here...she doesn't have to use it now -" She must use it.

Shen Rongyu interrupted him: "The magic weapon given to her by his personal master is not easy to use." "She has been a beginner for

more than a year, and she is only at the sixth level of Qi refining, but she is still a direct disciple?" Boss Yang felt that he could not understand Xuan Xuan at all. Yunzong.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu reminded him, "She only brought two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones."

"This -" I can't even afford the box to hold the magic weapon here. Boss Yang only said one word and was interrupted by Shen Rongyu's sharp eyes.

Seeing that Ji Qingzhuo was still looking down at her toes and not paying attention to him, Shen Rongyu shook her head silently towards Boss Yang. There was a distant smile on his lips, but he accurately conveyed his meaning.

"These spiritual stones are enough to buy two pieces." Boss Yang immediately changed his mind. He knew that Shen Rongyu was rich, so he would not let go of any business opportunity.

"Zhuozhuo, let's go and have a look." Shen Rongyu finished negotiating and called Ji Qingzhuo.

Ji Qingzhuo turned around and glanced at the sword that Boss Yang had brought back from the water. After being forged, the sword had its own brilliance. It was a good thing that the material of the sword was not destroyed.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, when did you have the ability to forge a sword? It was your last reminder that made me forge the sword." Boss Yang led them into the interior of the shop and asked as they walked.

Shen Rongyu replied slowly: "Some people don't want the material of the sword to be wasted."

"Huh?" Boss Yang did not hear the implication of Shen Rongyu's words, but he just mentioned it casually. It is not surprising that this ability is shown in Shen Rongyu. If Ji Qingzhuo reminded him that he was about to explore it carefully.

They stepped into the blacksmith shop together, and then they discovered that there was a cave inside. Across the corridor in the yard, there was a bamboo forest. The autumn wind blew, and the bamboo leaves made a rustling sound.

Located at the other end of the bamboo forest is a wooden house. Boss Yang opened the door and found that it was filled with various magic weapons of different shapes. They were placed on the shelves in categories and contained in breath-isolating treasure boxes. After all, there were so many high-level magic weapons. Magical weapons are gathered together, and if there is no way to isolate their breath, it will affect the lives of other monks nearby.

"What kind of magic weapon does this girl need?" Boss Yang touched his chin and thought.

When Ji Qingzhuo listened to his words, she actually didn't know what kind of magic weapon she wanted. After all, even her cultivation was just trying to catch up, and she didn't have a very clear cultivation goal.

"What does Zhuozhuo like?" Shen Rongyu lowered her body slightly and asked her.

Ji Qingzhuo thought for a moment, then her eyes fell on the Snow Burial Sword at his waist. So far, the most powerful magic weapon she had ever seen was the Snow Burial Sword.

So she said: "Sword."

Shen Rongyu: "..." I remember that the jade pendant you carved last time seemed to want me to hang it on the sword, right?

He was silent for a moment, but before he spoke, Boss Yang, who was beside him, already spoke: "Little girl, the killing power of the sword is too strong, and it is not suitable for you." "

How about this?" He took down a treasure box from the shelf, Open it, and the surging water-attribute spiritual energy escapes.

This is a royal blue mirror, dominated by soft water aura.

"I see you still have a small mirror hanging around your neck. Maybe this mirror is suitable for you." Boss Yang said.

Ji Qingzhuo thanked her and took the mirror over. She didn't know how to use it, so she held it carefully for fear of falling to the ground.

"Just use your magic power to communicate with it." Boss Yang reminded.

Ji Qingzhuo released his magic power and tried to resonate with it, but the mirror showed no response. It didn't seem to accept her breath.

"Change another one." Boss Yang took the mirror back, "It's blind."

In the face of big customers, he can always flatter them silently.

When Boss Yang went to choose other magic weapons for her, Shen Rongyu shook her wrist, and the magic power she had just consumed was replenished.

Boss Yang was searching in a pile of treasure boxes. His lifelong hobby was collecting magic weapons and forging swords. This small wooden house was his little treasure house. But facing a monk like Ji Qingzhuo, it was difficult for him to find her compatibility. High magic weapon.

Such a beautiful little girl is standing here, but she feels like she is isolated from the outside world, and it seems that nothing can break the barriers around her.

It was Bao Jing who rejected her, but she had no intention of communicating with Bao Jing from the beginning.

When Boss Yang saw such a monk for the first time, he first asked Ji Qingzhuo: "Little girl, I will take out a few items and you can choose them yourself."

He opened many treasure boxes in front of Ji Qingzhuo, and there were many treasure boxes lying inside. There are different types of magic weapons such as rattan whips, spiritual rings, orbs.

Ji Qingzhuo echoed Shen Rongyu's previous instructions - "Zhuozhuo should pay attention to those magic weapons that look like wood," so she actually chose the wooden rattan whip.

"I'll try that vine whip." Ji Qingzhuo listened to Shen Rongyu's words and chose this one.

Of course Shen Rongyu knew that she chose this because of his teasing words just now, asking her to choose wood. She actually chose wood. She is really a wood.

The vine whip was delivered to Ji Qingzhuo's hands. Even though Ji Qingzhuo tried very hard to sense it, her mana and the aura of the vine whip were like two parallel lines that never intersected, and there was no resonance at all.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu lied to me." Ji Qingzhuo handed the vine whip back to Boss Yang and whispered.

At this moment, Shen Rongyu suddenly felt an inexplicable guilty conscience - he clearly had no conscience.

"Where's this?" He picked up the moon-white orb, put it in her palm, and said warmly, as if he was hiding something.

Ji Qingzhuo continued to sense. Of course, it was still the same. She ignored the magic weapon and the magic weapon ignored her.

"How could this happen?" Boss Yang said in disbelief after trying almost all the magic weapons in the cabin.

"Logically speaking, the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is for a monk to match a magic weapon. Your level of cultivation should resonate well with the magic weapon." Boss Yang stared at Ji Qingzhuo, his eyes full of inquiry and doubt.

Ji Qingzhuo turned around and hid behind Shen Rongyu.

"Since you don't have it here, you can only look elsewhere." Shen Rongyu said helplessly.

He knew that his words were polite, because there was no one else selling high-end magic weapons nearby.

"That's all. It's a pity that I didn't make any money from you." Boss Yang said helplessly.

Shen Rongyu remembered that Ji Qingzhuo had taken another look at the new sword that Boss Yang had just forged. The sword was just an ordinary sword, not very good. After all, it was just a game created by Boss Yang.

But Ji Qingzhuo said she likes swords.

So he asked: "Can I take away the sword on the forging platform just now?"

"One thousand medium-grade spiritual stones." Boss Yang said a number and compared it to Shen Rongyu where Ji Qingzhuo couldn't see it. "Ten" means that the price should be multiplied ten times.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo also liked the sword, so as the person who paid the money, she immediately agreed.

The sword was very beautiful after being polished. The slender body of the sword reflected a faint pink light. Ji Qingzhuo stroked the sword body and liked it very much.

"Little girl, this sword is only an ordinary sword and can only be used for fun. If you want other magic weapons, you have to look again." Boss Yang handed the sword box to Ji Qingzhuo.

"Everything is fine." Ji Qingzhuo nodded. She just liked the little pink sword very much. Compared with Shen Rongyu's Burial Snow, it was even cuter.

And she knew that this sword existed because of her.

"This sword doesn't have a name yet, so I'm sorry to have you pick it up yourself," Boss Yang explained, waving goodbye to them.

After Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu left here, she thought Shen Rongyu was going to take her to see other magic weapons, but Shen Rongyu took her back to Xuanyun Sect.

"Only that family in the market has high-level magic weapons." Shen Rongyu explained on the way back.

He didn't understand why Ji Qingzhuo couldn't resonate with any magic weapon. He lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Qingzhuo. She was playing with the little pink sword in her hand - the sword hadn't been sharpened yet and couldn't even kill the enemy.

What kind of magic weapon can she resonate with?

Shen Rongyu looked at her for a long time and suddenly realized what she was doing.

He opened his lips and called, "Zhuozhuo."

"Huh?" Ji Qingzhuo answered him immediately. She stood up straight and waited for Shen Rongyu's next words.

Shen Rongyu took out something from somewhere and put it in Ji Qingzhuo's hand.

"Zhuozhuo, it seems I can only use this for you." Shen Rongyu's voice was calm. He took her to land on Baishui Island, "Try this magic weapon."

Ji Qingzhuo didn't expect that Shen Rongyu could take it out by himself. A magic weapon arrived, and she looked down at what he placed in her hands.

The red light is bright and the treasure is shining brightly. This is an umbrella.