Seeing this spiritual method, the old man suddenly lost consciousness.
This spiritual method is not simple.
"Old man, I want this spiritual method."
Ji Zilong was fascinated by it.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
He walked to the old man holding this spiritual method.
The old man looked at Ji Zilong in disbelief and said, "Are you sure?"
"You don't want to give it?"
Ji Zilong suddenly stuffed the spiritual method into the wooden box behind him.
The old man's face twitched, and he slapped Ji Zilong hard on the forehead, and said bitterly: "As promised in advance, the spiritual method of Siji Wuxiang has a great background and is difficult to practice.
Many people practice this spiritual method. , in the end he went crazy and died, you have to think about it."
"Don't hit me on the head, okay?"
Ji Zilong pouted: "Why do you have to go crazy and become obsessed with a spiritual method?
What's the origin of it?"
"Origin" the old man suddenly entered into deep contemplation with a solemn expression.
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly said in a bachelor's manner: "I forgot, I can't remember where the spiritual method came from, but many people who practiced it back then fell into the trap of being possessed.
He’s dead, so you have to think about it.”
"I can't even remember what I'm talking about."
Ji Zilong rolled his eyes fiercely.
"Have you thought about it?"
the old man glared.
"I didn't think about what I was saying to you."
Ji Zilong rolled his eyes crazily.
"You little bastard" The old man was helpless.
It seemed that this little guy was also stubborn, but since Ji Zilong had already made his choice, he couldn't say anything more.
He glanced at the fallen bookshelf and said, "You can get out."
"I still have to choose."
Unexpectedly, Ji Zilong took out another red wood order from his arms at this time.
He said: "This is given to me by the great elder, saying that it allows me to choose another spiritual method or spiritual weapon."
"Great Elder, you are the first."
Seeing the Chimu Order, the old man immediately opened his mouth.
He took the Chimu Order and looked through it carefully for a long time.
"Then do you want a spiritual method or a spiritual weapon?"
Seeing Akagi Ling, the old man's red rosacea turned even redder, and he looked particularly excited.
At this time, Ji Zilong became entangled again.
He held the Four-pole Phaseless Spirit Art, counted it with his fingers, and murmured for a long time before he said uncertainly: "Spirit weapon."
"Spirit Weapon" The old man's eyes lit up, and he nodded secretly, as if he greatly appreciated Ji Zilong's choice.
Then he picked up Ji Zilong and headed upstairs.
As he walked, he said, "Follow me to the second floor."
Taking Ji Zilong up to the second floor, he saw a wider space before his eyes.
The difference from the space on the first floor where spiritual arts were stored was that the first floor was indoors, but here, it seemed to be in the mountains and rivers of the outside world.
But I saw this vast mountain and river, the sun, moon and stars, and thousands of spiritual weapons shining brightly on each mountain and river.
"Pick whatever you want, the spiritual weapons of our Gentlemen's Alliance are all here."
The old man said.
"They are all low-grade spiritual weapons."
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Ji Zilong drooled wildly.
If he used his glazed lungs to explode all these spiritual weapons into spiritual mist, he would make a fortune.
But soon, Ji Zilong immediately realized that something was wrong.
"That's not right, when did our Gentlemen's League have so many low-grade spiritual weapons?"
Ji Zilong suddenly raised his head and said.
As far as he knew, in the Gentlemen's League, only one person among the outer disciples of at least one thousand to two thousand could barely possess a decent spiritual weapon, and there were almost two hundred inner disciples in the Inner Peak District.
Only one person among them possesses a piece of low-grade spiritual energy, including those in the hands of core disciples, true disciples, elders and masters.
In fact, none of the spiritual weapons owned by the League of Gentlemen exceeds the number of one thousand.
After all, this has been specially calculated by someone.
However, the number of spiritual weapons in front of Ji Zilong at this moment is less than tens of thousands.
"Ahem, these are my private possessions.
I usually don't show them to others easily.
If you want, point them out to me and I'll help you get them."
The old man coughed twice.
"Oh" Ji Zilong believed it, and carefully searched among the thousands of spiritual weapons for a moment.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed at a spiritual weapon shaped like a vase and said, "Can you bring this to me to take a look?"
"sure."
The old man smiled, reached out with his big hand, and the vase fell into his hand, and then handed it to Ji Zilong.
After receiving the vase, Ji Zilong found that the vase was heavy, weighing at least fifty or sixty thousand kilograms.
It felt very good when he held it in his hand.
With a thought, a trace of spiritual energy poured into the vase.
"Hey" Immediately, Ji Zilong felt that his spiritual energy was blocked.
"Why does this vase seem to have an owner?"
At the same time, somewhere in the Chen Territory, a master was eating wine and meat.
Suddenly he felt a light touch on his waist.
He jumped up in surprise, and murderous intent suddenly filled the air: "Who ate the bear's heart?"
Leopard dares to steal my glass vase, get out of here."
"Bullshit, do you think I picked up all these treasures?"
The old man twitched his rosacea and said disdainfully: "Do you want it or not?"
"Change to another one, this one is not suitable."
Ji Zilong felt ashamed, feeling more and more that something was wrong with this old man.
"Okay, then take this as well.
When we meet you for the first time, consider it as a meeting gift from me."
The old man said, returning the vase to Ji Zilong, and then asked Ji Zilong to continue choosing.
"I want to see which one."
Ji Zilong suddenly raised his hand and pointed.
"Okay."
The old man followed his instructions and came over to take pictures.
"It's not appropriate, don't want it."
After taking a look at the spiritual weapon in his hand, Ji Zilong immediately shook his head.
"It's not suitable.
Seeing that you're quite lovable, I'll give this to you," the old man said with a smile.
In less than a moment, Ji Zilong selected dozens of pieces of spiritual energy.
Although he didn't like any of them, the old man forced them on him for various reasons.
"Do you want it or not?"
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The old man was impatient again.
"Go down, no."
Ji Zilong was very disappointed and turned around to leave.
At this moment, the old man's eyes looked strange and he immediately followed Ji Zilong down to the first floor.
"Old man, you gave me so many spiritual weapons, it's hard for me to carry them."
Ji Zilong muttered, holding a lot of low-grade spiritual weapons.
If outsiders saw it at this moment, it would definitely trigger a mad rush.
This is a real low-grade spiritual weapon.
Ah, Ji Zilong took so much by himself, he was so envious.
"This one" The old man hesitated, scratched his head nervously, and suddenly saw a large bronze cauldron with garbage piled up next to him, so he immediately overturned it, poured out the garbage inside, handed it to Ji Zilong and said, "Take it.
I don’t know what grade this thing is.
It has been stored for many years, so I gave it to you as a piece of iron. " The large cauldron in front of him was about three meters in length, width and height, and weighed one hundred thousand kilograms.
When Ji Zilong saw it for the first time, his eyes immediately lit up.
This cauldron just met Ji Zilong's requirements for a spiritual weapon, and it could fight.
It can be used to hold things, and most importantly, it can be used to cook meat.
"That's it."
Without thinking, Ji Zilong packed these spiritual weapons, opened the lid of the cauldron and put them in, then walked out the door holding the big cauldron.
Ji Zilong left, and the old man breathed a long sigh of relief.
Looking at the direction where Ji Zilong disappeared, a sly smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it.
I originally wanted to find some books to read back, but I didn't expect to meet him.
It’s a good show to see such an interesting little guy, haha.”
After saying that, the old man disappeared.
Ji Zilong held up a large bronze cauldron and walked out of the Spiritual Law Hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out, he saw a large number of disciples from the Spiritual Law Hall surrounding him.
"Stop, what were you doing in there just now, why did you make so much noise?"
A disciple stepped forward and asked.
At that time, the bookshelf collapsed, causing a huge commotion.
A group of them rushed over, but unexpectedly, the formation of the Lingfa Palace seemed to have been changed.
They could not enter at all, so they could only wait and observe.
"No, there's just an old man taking me to choose spiritual methods.
What's wrong?"
Ji Zilong immediately thought of the collapse of the bookshelf.
He rolled his eyes and looked confused, saying that he didn't know anything.
"Old Man" Suddenly, a group of people were terrified.
"It has appeared again after so many years.
This matter must be reported to the alliance leader."
A disciple muttered in a low voice, and then said to Ji Zilong: "It's okay, you can leave."
"Oh" Ji Zilong nodded and quickly went down the mountain carrying the big cauldron.
At the same time, the entire Chen Territory almost exploded.
More than thirty powerful people who were famous in the Chen Territory suddenly and inexplicably lost their personal spiritual weapons, and they were all very close to each other at the same time
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