"Zhuo Zhan, it's just you, come and see what it is?" Duan Fei greeted Zhuo Zhan who had been watching with cold eyes. His intuition told him that Zhuo Zhan should also have witchcraft power.

"Well, okay." Zhuo Zhan responded, strolled to the crystal ball, and put his hands on it without thinking.

The huge crystal ball was instantly filled with blue flames, and a few wisps of red flames sprang out from time to time in the raging blue flames. The red flames entwined the blue flames, fiercely piercing outwards like awls.

The crystal ball and the ball stand kept shaking, and there was only a "pop" sound, and a crack exploded on the smooth crystal ball. The crack quickly extended to all sides, as fine as a spider web.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this unexpected situation and froze in place, not knowing what to do. Zhuo Zhan, who had always been calm, was also shocked. He stared at the ball of angry flames in the crystal ball, and his whole body was burning.

The sound of the crystal ball cracking made the old walnut man who was busy next to the shelf turn pale. But after all, he was an old man who had experienced various scenes. I saw him rushing towards Zhuo Zhan, and his originally thin and staggering body suddenly became agile and fast.

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The old man grabbed Zhuo Zhan's hands and pulled them back hard. The two of them fell to the ground like mud thrown out.

The crystal ball and ball stand immediately stopped shaking, and the flame slowly became smaller, weaker, and extinguished.

Jiang Xueyan, the only one who was calm, immediately went to help Zhuo Zhan and the old man Walnut who fell to the ground. Duan Fei immediately calmed down and quickly stepped forward to help, helping the old man to sit firmly on the chair next to him.

"Old man, how are you? Are you injured?" Zhuo Zhan stood up and quickly asked the old man Walnut about his injuries. The strange power he just showed made him stunned and uneasy.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. My ankle is twisted. If I apply some lavender juice later, it'll be fine."

As the old man Walnut spoke, he raised his head and touched Zhuo Zhan's cheek with his big, wrinkled and rough hands like old tree bark. Surprise and fear were intertwined in his deep eyes.

"I really didn't expect that I would see such a person in my lifetime. What a fate! What a fate... I have lived for more than 80 years, and I have never seen anyone with such powerful witchcraft power, and I have never seen anyone with such a powerful flame.

The two colors actually broke through the witch crystal. This has surpassed the limits of human beings. The legendary 'Imperial Power' is nothing more than that. Who are you?"

The old man Walnut looked at Zhuo Zhan with a suspicious look on his face, and then looked around at everyone.

"Old man, we are really just businessmen from China. This is our first time coming to Nanshan. We just bought these clothes and changed into them." Zhuo Zhan explained to the old man hurriedly, with a sincere expression on his face.

A little anxiety.

"That's all, that's all." The old man waved his hand, "No matter who he is, if I meet him, it's God's will, God's will!" The old man took a long breath and turned to the strong man: "Little strong man, please close the store door." Again.

He raised his head and looked at Duan Fei: "Young man, help me go inside."

Duan Fei helped Old Walnut to the row of shelves covered with tortoise shells on the cave wall.

The old man stretched out his hand and twisted a small bamboo tube in the second row on the right. The shelf split into two instantly and rumbled to both sides, revealing a small stone room behind it.

The old man broke free from Duan Fei's hand, grabbed a small oil lamp on the shelf, and limped into the stone room.

When the old man came out, he was holding a long golden nanmu wooden box inlaid with treasures on his chest. Duan Fei hurriedly stepped forward to help him again.

The old man Walnut walked up to Zhuo Zhan and did not open the wooden box in a hurry. Instead, he picked up a bronze halberd on the weapon rack next to him and handed it to Zhuo Zhan: "Hold it, just like Mr. Duan did just now."

That’s how luck works.”

Zhuo Zhan took a deep breath, concentrated his energy, released his breath, put his strength in the palm of his hand, and exerted force. The whole body of the bronze halberd was quickly covered with frost, and the frost extended downwards along the halberd. In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Zhan

The ground beneath Old Man Zhan and Walnut's feet froze into a solid piece of ice.

"Stop!" Old Walnut shouted, and Zhuo Zhan quickly let go. The frozen ground no longer extended, but it did not melt either. An ice halberd stood straight on the ice.

"Sure enough, it's too powerful..." Old Man Walnut exclaimed tremblingly, "Others' witchcraft power needs to be strengthened and released, but you need to control it. That's right, that's right..."

The old man Walnut sighed, then stretched out his right hand and muttered something. The big bark-like hand suddenly turned into a black snake head. The two mung bean-sized eyes on the snake head showed a cold and fierce light, purple-red.

The letter stretched and retracted, making a hissing sound.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The snake suddenly poked its head out, and the letter, like an arrowhead, swung into the keyhole of the golden nanmu box. The golden lock opened with a snap, and the lid of the box popped up, revealing the silver mass inside.

Dragon brocade box.

The old man twisted his right arm, and the snake's head returned to his hand.

The old man Walnut carefully opened the brocade box, and a sword with a whole body like gray ice crystals suddenly appeared in front of him with precious light. The sword was cast in one piece from the blade to the hilt. It was simple and refined, without any unnecessary decoration.

The old man picked up the sword. Under the bright yellow light in the store, the sword body was completely transparent, narrow and thin, and the blade was extremely sharp. It gave off a faint cold light that made people feel chilled. It could be said that the blade was as cold as autumn frost without cutting through it.

There is a small ring made of the same material as the sword in a velvet box next to the sword. It also shines with a faint ice-gray cold light, and its aura is no worse than that of the sword.

"This sword is called the Ice Tungsten Sword, and this earring is called the Bingdui Hoop. They are both items from the previous generation of Beishan Black Emperor Jui Mingguang." Old Walnut man Su Rong said.

"Zhi Mingguang is the one with the strongest witchcraft power among the black emperors in the past. If he takes action, someone will die. In order to control his overly strong witchcraft power, Zhi Mingguang used the ten thousand-year-old ice tungsten crystal from the ice cave of the Beishan Royal Family to cast this weapon.

The sword and this earring. Ice tungsten has extremely strong stability and adaptability, and will be integrated with the master's spiritual essence, allowing the master to flexibly control the witchcraft power."

"This ice tungsten sword is extremely sharp, blowing hair and cutting hair, and cutting iron like mud. After the master injects spiritual energy, he can turn the witchcraft power into sword energy, and he can use the sword energy to kill the enemy. And this ice ring is

It adjusts and balances the master's own magical power, so that the powerful magical power can be freely released and truly used by the master."

"Then how did such a rare thing get to you? And you even showed it to us foreigners." Zhuangzi didn't understand the old man's behavior of showing off his treasure and couldn't help but ask.

"Old Black Emperor Zhi Mingguang doesn't want these two magic weapons to become a source of contention for the world after his death. If they are used by people with insufficient spiritual power, they will definitely backfire on the master and cause harm to the world. Therefore, before his death, he will

The tungsten sword and the ice ring were entrusted to his trusted personal bodyguard, and he asked the bodyguard to swear that his descendants would protect these two magic weapons. Only by meeting a truly powerful spiritual master can the magic weapon reappear in the world. This bodyguard is my grandfather.

I have been protecting you for more than 120 years."

The old man Walnut let out a long sigh and looked at the flickering candles on the wall: "I thought I would hand over these two things to my descendants like my ancestors did, but I didn't expect that fate can play a trick on people.

I met the spirit master!"

The old man put the sword and earrings back into the brocade box and presented the brocade box to Zhuo Zhan: "Master Zhuo, now I will give you these two magic weapons. I hope you can inherit the old black emperor's bravery, hoe rape and punish evil, and bless you."

Protect the common people."

Zhuo Zhan quickly waved his hand and refused: "I can't help you, old man! I'm just a foreigner. Even if I have powerful witchcraft, I may not be the spiritual master you are really looking for."

"Master Zhuo, don't refuse any more. You came to Nanshan, happened to pass by this place, and happened to enter my magic weapon shop. It was God's will. It was your witchcraft that came to find my magic weapon. It was God's will."

, why do you have to refuse? Besides, Old Black Emperor Zhi Mingguang’s witchcraft power is wind and snowstorm, and your witchcraft power is ice, which can be regarded as originating from the same source, so don’t refuse. Do you still want me to

Do I and my descendants have to wait another 120 years?”

After saying this, the old man Walnut laughed heartily, with a look of relief on his face, finally understanding something that had lasted three generations.

"Okay, then Zhuo Zhan is more respectful than obedient." Seeing the old man's sincerity, Zhuo Zhan couldn't refuse anymore and had no choice but to accept.

He took the brocade box from the old man's hand and couldn't help but touch the blade of the ice tungsten sword.

It is strange to say that the moment he touched the sword, Zhuo Zhan felt that he seemed to resonate with the sword, like a familiar feeling that an old friend had not seen for many years. It seemed that the ice tungsten sword and the ice ring were really

It should be his magical weapon.

Zhuo Zhan raised his head and looked at the old man Walnut sincerely: "Old man, I can accept this magic weapon, but I can't let you give it away for free. We will pay you how much it costs."

"Hahaha, you can't afford such a treasure!" The old man couldn't help laughing.

"We have Chibei, sister Xueyan, take the money." Zhuo Zhan turned to look at Jiang Xueyan, who was in charge of the money bag.

"One code equals another. I am a businessman. I will definitely charge money for the magical artifacts of the other few of you. But these two magical artifacts are different. Rather than being given to you by me, it is better to say that you are looking for the magical artifacts yourself.

You, I'm just a middleman. Huh, if these two treasures are really going to be bought and sold, I'm afraid there will be more than ten bronze urns with red shells." The old man Walnut said as he patted the half-human tall bronze urn next to him.

Big urn.

"Mr. Zhuo, since you have accepted the magical artifacts, you are the new owner of these two magical artifacts, that is, the master of my Ku family. My descendants will also serve you loyally as their master and serve you as they please. Master, please

Thank you for your thanks to the suffering clan!"

After saying this, the old man stood up staggeringly, leaning on Duan Fei's arm. Regardless of everyone's dissuasion, he gave Zhuo Zhan three big salutes.

"Old man, please wake up quickly. I'm going to lose my life if you act like this!" Zhuo Zhan had experienced such a scene, and he, who had always been calm, could not help but panic at this moment.

"By the way, old man, this ice tungsten sword is easy to talk about, but this ice ring, I don't have pierced ears yet."

"This is not difficult." The old man Walnut turned around and took out a thin needle-like thing from the pottery pot filled with herbs. He said leisurely: "This is a long needle taken from the head of a pitworm. I have already used it.

The prepared herbs have been soaked for eighty-one days. Using this piercing, there is no pain, no bleeding, no redness, no swelling, and no pus. Come here."

Zhuo Zhan leaned down, and the old man Walnut quickly pierced a hole in Zhuo Zhan's left ear with a long needle, and then put the ice ring on Zhuo Zhan.

The ice ring and ice tungsten sword have exactly the same aura as Zhuo Zhan's. They seem low-key and indifferent, but they emit a sharp cold light from time to time. When not making a move, they are as cold as white water, but once they make a move, they are astonishing.

Thunder.

After that, the old man Walnut helped Zhuo Zhan wrap the ice tungsten sword in a deerskin leather sheath, and gave Zhuo Zhan a wooden sign with the word "ku" and a snake totem engraved on it, saying that it was the Chuanshan Collection of the Five Directions and Five Mountains.

His nephew's cronies are in charge of the magic weapon shop. With this wooden sign, he can do whatever he wants to the descendants of the Ku family in the magic weapon shop at any time.

Zhuo Zhan thanked the old man, put away the wooden sign and carried his sword. Jiang Xueyan paid Chibei, and the group bid farewell to the old man Walnut and continued on their way.

Watching Zhuo Zhan and his entourage disappear into the crowd, until they were out of sight, the old man Walnut turned around and walked into the store. "Why are there two colors... Why..." The old man muttered, puzzled.

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Several people were shocked by this series of changes, and they couldn't digest it for a while. They all lowered their heads and thought to themselves.

The always ambitious Zhuangzi was the first to break the silence: "Hey, I didn't expect that among us there is a master like you Zhuo Zhan. We have only been here a few hours, and you have already started to recruit people.

Now that you have called the master and got a token, you are going to carve out a mountain here and become the king."

"I'm thinking, we just arrived here a few hours ago. Although our individual spiritual powers are different, the immortal energy accumulated in our bodies should be about the same. Why is Zhuo Zhan's witchcraft so strong? It's unreasonable.

Ah..." Duan Fei frowned and said solemnly.

"The rest of us are trying our best to figure it out, but we can't figure it out. Let's do whatever we want, take it one step at a time, build roads over mountains and build bridges over rivers. It's not a bad thing to have such a powerful force." Zhuangzi's mentality
To be continued...