Chapter 398

On a big stone covered with frost, Song Fei casually opened his legs and sat on it.

On the stone, Jun wanshuang knelt beside him and kneaded gently on his legs. While Song Fei enjoyed it, he looked at the three figures in front of him with "gentle" eyes from time to time.

These are the three young talented friars who have just been dragged by Song Fei and put together.

In the process of dragging, Song Fei has skillfully removed their storage rings. At the moment, he is holding three rings and begins to check the magic weapons inside.

"Tut Tut, the little golden elixir should have brought so many good things. It's really outrageous." Song Fei sighed, "five thousand spirit stones are mine. What's this, huntian elixir?"

Song Fei immediately put his thoughts into the divine level exchange system. Huntian pill: after taking it, it can be transformed into spiritual power and accelerate the process of absorbing Reiki. The required points for exchange: 105.

Isn't this the pill to improve strength? Song Fei counted. There were hundreds of such pills in a small bottle. And in each storage ring, there are five bottles more and three bottles less.

"Loser, it's really a loser. I'll take drugs to practice at such a young age. I'll keep it for you." Song Feimei Zizi put it into the storage ring. Now, she can speed up the cultivation of those clubs and hammers of Qingtian sword sect.

Void talisman: it can break through the void, with a maximum distance of 50 miles. Exchange the required points, 5000.

It's another good thing. It seems that they used this talisman when they ran away just now. Unfortunately, among the three people, only one of the storage rings of the young martial brother of the friar in white who attacked him first.

Among these people, the one with the lightest injury belongs to him. At the moment, he looked up hard and said fiercely to Song Fei, "if you want to eat something from our Tianji gate, be careful to jump your teeth."

Song Fei lifted his right foot, then slapped the white monk's face with the sole of his shoe, and directly left a bloody red shoe print with mud on his face: "I allow you to speak?"

"You? How dare you treat me like this? I'll make your life worse than death." the young man in white was furious and continued to threaten Song Fei.

"Did I let you talk? Let you talk." to meet him, Song Fei slapped the footprints of his shoes on his face one after another, directly patted the white Friar's head into the soil again, and then stepped on his head with his feet. It was like a cold, murderous language like winter. "Dare you say another nonsense, I'll crush your head now."

Attacked by Song Fei's strong murderous intention, friar in white shivered inexplicably. He wanted to continue talking, but he didn't dare to continue.

Song Fei counted the treasures in the three storage rings one by one. In each storage ring, there were not only several magic weapons at the spirit tool level, but also human level best and prefecture level inferior skill and magic jade slips, as well as a series of pills and various strange talismans.

Although these things are far less valuable than Taoist weapons, they are very suitable for friars with low cultivation. If these things are used to arm Yun Yi, Zhang Xiong and others of Qingtian sword sect, as well as those banghammers that break through in the future, they must be very useful. The total value is almost 100000 spirit stones.

"Tianji gate is a powerful sect. I really like it." Song Fei sighed.

"Give you a chance to release the magic weapon of soul binding by yourself, otherwise don't blame me for forcibly erasing it." Song Fei sneered, and first took out the Fang Tianhua halberd and put it in front of the earth road friar.

"Ha ha, you're very backbone?" the friar of the way of earth glared at Song Fei with a fierce look, without any intention of cooperation.

Not only that, Fang Tianhua halberd began to tremble under the control of friars of the earth road. If Song Fei hadn't held it with his hand, he might have directly pierced his chest.

"Give you a chance." Song Fei sneered, then the flame in the palm of his hand lit up and began to burn the soul mark on the magic weapon.

"Ah!" the friar of the earth way screamed, and a trace of black smoke lit up on Fang Tianhua halberd. The soul marks on these treasures were forcibly removed by Song Fei.

Then, Song Fei did not discuss with them. All magic weapons with soul marks were forcibly erased by Song Fei, and screams were heard one after another among several people.

Song Fei contentedly put the magic weapon to erase the soul mark into the storage ring, then thought about it and handed the broken empty talisman and a bottle of muddy heaven pill to Jun wanshuang,

Finally, Song Fei looked at the huge bowl he had just got. The bowl was made of unknown materials, like gold and wood.

Ding Dong: find the sky covering bowl (imitation), a genuine item, redeemable points, 78000.

After Song Fei input mana, the big bowl immediately flew up, and then slowly pressed to the ground. Under the rolling of the huge bowl, a huge pit 100 meters wide appeared in an instant.

Song Fei felt that his attack power of the giant bowl might have reached the level of the mid-term of Yuanying.

Although it's not as powerful as Taoist weapons, it's much stronger than ordinary spiritual weapons. I'm afraid it's like the little red umbrella from Murong Xue before. It's a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Boy, this bowl was given by a discerning super strong man. Do you dare to use it?" friar jinzhidao, who was holding a huge bowl just now, lay down at Song Fei's feet, looked up hard and sneered at Song Fei's eyes.

The realm of cultivation, above the mysterious realm, is: insight - peeping at the sky - Mahayana - crossing the robbery.

Insight into the realm is a terrible existence beyond the mysterious realm. It belongs to a legendary figure. Such a person is really a big man who can't be provoked when he is angry.

"Insight monk?" Song Fei whispered.

"Yes, if you dare to defile the magic weapon he gave you, you'll lose your life." friar Jin Zhidao still sneered.

"Lao Tzu asked you to speak." Song Fei greeted him with the footprints on the soles of his feet and directly patted the monk's high head into the soil.

"The best spirit weapon is also an attack magic weapon without attributes. Good, good." Song Fei smiled happily. Although the non attribute magic weapon is not as handy as the attribute magic weapon, it belongs to the magic weapon that every monk can use. As long as it is full of magic power, it can give full play to the power of the non attribute magic weapon.

From the monk of the golden way, he not only obtained the imitation sky covering bowl, but the flying sword he used to attack Song Fei was a golden medium spirit weapon. Song Fei felt very comfortable when he held it in his hand.

With this magic weapon, even if you use the magic power of the golden way, you can play a more powerful strength in the future.

It's a pity that the monk who just practiced the way of water ran away. Otherwise, Song Fei can give Jun wanshuang a spirit weapon level flying sword.

As for the skill, after Jun wanshuang had the formula of Taihe Yin and Yang, Song Fei didn't intend to provide him with the skill.

After counting the booty, Song Fei sat in front of the crowd, enjoying the gentle massage of Jun wanshuang, and said to the people in front, "Why are you here and what are you doing here?"

"What?" the three men looked up in surprise. Some couldn't believe Song Fei's question. Didn't you come here just because some old guys bet and let younger disciples come in to practice?

Although it is a bet, young friars know that this bet will happen once in decades. It is mainly for future disciples to experience. At the same time, it also gives the most outstanding genius a great opportunity. This so-called great opportunity is the treasure of the place of experience.

Therefore, some sects that are better than Da Neng will come to ask for some places and send the most proud disciples in their sect.

Although there are occasional casualties in each experience, everyone is restrained. In the view of the three, Song Fei will never kill them even if he insults them in every way. Therefore, as long as he can bear this tone, he will be angry one day.

But they didn't expect that Song Fei would ask them the purpose of their entry, which surprised the three people. Didn't everyone know the purpose of entering here?

"Your elders didn't tell you?" the white friar was surprised on his face, but he saw the two people around him winking at him. The white friar understood and immediately began to shut up. He also began to doubt Song Fei's identity.

All three eyes fell into Song Fei's eyes. With Song Fei's flexible mind, he naturally guessed what the three thought.

Therefore, a new round of interrogation began. The three were hard to the end. In addition to eating more bitterness, all the other things that should be said and shouldn't be said were knocked out by Song Fei.

After understanding the origin of these people, Song Fei is a little hard to start. These people are the pride of the sect. They are likely to have things such as soul lights connected with life. If they kill them by force, they will be in trouble in case of an old monster.

Not to kill, of course not to let go. During Song Fei's interrogation, he made them vaguely guess that he was not a friar sent in by the old monster. If they were allowed to run out and publicize, I'm afraid they would immediately be regarded as the object of experience, which is very unfavorable to their idea of fishing in troubled waters.

"How to do? It's very tricky." Jun wanshuang gently pinched Song Fei's shoulder and frowned slightly.

"It doesn't matter. Put these three people away first. Then we will be regarded as disciples secretly sent in by an old monster. As long as we don't reveal our true identity, let those old monsters quarrel." Song Fei said, "from now on, we are redundant disciples sneaking in by a sect."

"Well, we are just a couple who were secretly sent in by the old monster." Jun wanshuang said with all kinds of manners.

Song Fei said to the tortured and immature disciples, "you mean? At least 140 people came in this time?"

"Yes," said the white friar weakly, "let us go, or you won't be the opponent of more than 100 friars anyway."