After Miss Lingming distributed the tobacco, she handed a gold-painted greeting letter to Chang Kaishen.

The top scholar thought to himself, who else besides Brother Wufly, pretended to be so good. When he opened it, he found that it was indeed as expected.

"Qiu Guan paused his head and bowed to Qi again. Zhong Gong Chao's big brother, who was insulted and loved, dare not give me a gift. He was dispersed for a long time, but he didn't know the true Buddha in front of him, but he was ashamed. He knew that the Dharma was in front of him, and his heart was soaring, and his mind was flying. He took the liberation to write to the end of the journey, and was glad to observe the gifts of the lotus. You carefully wrote a presentation and waited for the order of Jun. The direct descendant of the Guyue family of Kunlun, Jin Aozhou swordsman, and a qi-refining cultivator, knew that Qiu Yiye wrote a letter."

Although the words of the letter of worship were quite modest, the signature was covered with dense seals. Chang Kaishen just glanced at it and found a bunch of fancy seals such as "The Exiled Immortal in the East Sea", "The Crazy Life of the World", "The Young Master of the Empty", "Yu Sanren", "Magic Warrior", "Dao Bone Immortal Wind", "I am a melancholy guest in the world", "The sword is shocked by ghosts and gods", "I missed my whole life and practiced my true self", "A day and a month to determine Kunlun" and other piles of floral seals.

The brothers took turns to read this book, and after reading it, they were all shocked and shocked.

"If there is a stone of vanity in the world, this bird man will at least occupy eight dou." Qi Dian was amazed. He was also a member of this Taoist path, but when he met the young master of Kunlun, he could only accept the disadvantage.

"I have to be honest, Ye Zhiqiu does have the capital of being arrogant and unruly." Zong Heng rubbed the bag on Bald Piao's head: "If you and I are also under Kunlun, you might be even more inflated than him."

"What does this seal mean?" Chang Kaishen pointed to the charm of the 'Magic Warrior' on the post and asked Zongheng curiously.

"It is a literal meaning, a cultivation warrior armed with magic weapons." This is also what Zong Heng envies Ye Zhiqiu the most.

In his long and dreamy memory, although the leader of Kunlun Young Sect was just a passerby in a flash, before this old man died, the magic weapons exposed to the outside world were "Kuilong leather armor", "Tian Silkworm Treasure Clothes", "Ningcui Treasure Hairpin", "Huanyuan Golden Bell Treasure Boots", and "Louxiao Divine Sword" that made Zong Heng impressed him.

The magic weapon warrior like him is the real magic weapon warrior. As for the popular magic weapon warriors in the cultivation world, they are basically armed with magic weapons, but they are just fake and famous parallels.

Magic weapons and magic weapons. Although these two magic equipment are only one word different, the connotation of the two is a very different one.

The magic weapon is a pill bead that can only be moved. The monk must inject true energy into the magic weapon to successfully stimulate the magic weapon. The more powerful the magic weapon, the more true energy it needs to be injected, and the burden on the monk is also heavy.

The magic weapon belongs to the big girl who rows a boat without having to rely on waves. A monk can only release magic weapon spells with just one thought. It is a complete fool-like operation without any burden.

If the master is suddenly attacked, the magic weapon will spontaneously protect the master; in some areas, the magic weapon can even fight against world laws, such as the "Leiyinfu Tu Bodden Boulder" left by the ancient Buddha of the divine needle, which will help the immortal dragon tree master of the Three Tribulations to resist the deadly spiritual pressure in the giant spirit world.

It is precisely because magic weapons have the comprehensiveness and functionality that are beyond the reach of magic weapons, so there is a saying that "the monks rely on magic weapons to fight."

There is a widely circulated allusion in the cultivation world. It is said that in the Battle of the Gods in ancient times, a great god in the Feathering Period lent his magic weapon "Fantian Seal" to his disciple for use. He didn't know that his disciple had a rebellious bone, and he made a fuss with this top magic weapon, beating his master into a mess and ruining his reputation and becoming a laughing stock for generations.

Although Ye Zhiqiu's magic weapon is not as tall as the "Fantian Seal", there are a large number of Jindan cultivators in the Five Islands of the East China Sea that can't even take out a magic weapon! With this body of hard work, he, a second-level Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivator, can kill foundation-building cultivators like slaughtering dogs!

Although Zong Heng could not explain these inside stories clearly, Chang Kaishen could also find out a rough idea.

As an old sect with a long history and profound heritage, the Kunlun School adheres to the system of one master and one disciple. Isn’t it natural for Ye Zhiqiu to have a few magic weapons? This productivity and production relations have long entered a new stage of socialism in cultivation.

When shining on the water, shining on the flowers, saving others and oneself, the top scholar sighed.

There are only a few magic weapons on me? After counting it, it seems that the three magic clouds and five-light stones obtained from the Giant Spirit Realm are natural magic weapons. At most, there is a "scale gourd" of unknown origin. The remaining spoils, even the "Dingjiang Divine Needle" obtained from the old demon Mingyuenu of the Black Mountain are just third-level magic weapons.

Time is like a wild boar, and it doesn’t stop when it runs. It has been four days since I entered the cultivation world. Why did I save four magic weapons?

Think about it again, I only practiced the second level of Qi Refining in the "Duoxin Sutra", and only practiced the third level of Qi Refining in the "Hunyuan Yi Qi Gong"...

"You should laugh at me for being affectionate, you should have a bright hair..." The top scholar rubbed his black and shiny big temples hard, and he felt sad and tears from it.

"Don't sit down." Xie Yue whispered to everyone: "I am so polite and honest, and I can't lose the demeanor of a famous disciple."

The brothers stood up one after another and arranged them in two rows behind the door according to the age teeth.

The top scholar waved his hand, and Miss Lingming helped open the door of Changxuan with great sensibility.

Ye Zhiqiu showed up in front of everyone with a bit funny look with the red-haired big horse monkey.

"When you practice deep Prajna Paramita, you can see that the five aggregates are empty, and you will overcome all sufferings!" The top scholar's voice is like a lion, and he spoke to the great Maha: "The lion in the wilderness of Sidon, the eagle above the Liancheng Mountains, the Lord of Ten Thousand Scale, the Knight of Clouds and Fog, the King of Secret Swords, the incarnation of the koi, the chief member of the Red Devil Club, Fake Oil, the second level of Qi Refining of Maha's Infinite Palace, welcome fellow Kunlun!"

All the Fazis and heels were raised, and they raised their arms to the young master of Kunlun: "Welcome to fellow Kunlun!"

Ye Zhiqiu was so shocked by the series of titles that he was stunned. The red-haired horse monkey was so scared that he hugged his thighs tightly, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Do you think this is over? This is wherever you go. Chang Kaishen sneered.

"I create, I destroy, I am the darling of the way of heaven, I am the center of the Dharma, I am the immortal Yanhuang soul!"

"I am a tiled pot, I am Lei Ming. I think there is no way, I regard infinite as finite as finite, and I will complete Hongjun's unfinished career!"

The top scholar pulled Ye Zhiqiu's hands and shook them violently: "Please allow me to represent the major sects of Xiaofozhou, monks of all races, all living beings, and overseas Chinese. We welcome Ye Zhiqiu, the outstanding monk representative of Jinaozhou, to visit Huanxifang - this is a handshake that crosses the vastest ocean of the East China Sea, symbolizing the everlasting friendship between our Maha Wuliang Palace and the Kunlun School."

"I..." Ye Zhiqiu was speechless. His chaotic brain was only one thought left. In the future, he must not pretend to compete with this guy. It is not worth it.

The Grand Siyi was originally leading a large group of mortals with special physiques to come towards this side. When he saw the domineering formation, he immediately stopped.

"Diplomatic occasions should be standardized in local language. Next time you come and help me translate." Chang Kaishen ordered Zong Heng seriously.

"ah?"

"Um?"

“Oh, received.”

In the end, Ye Zhiqiu forgot how he entered the door. In addition to him and the Red-haired Horse Monkey, Dasiyi also brought eighteen mortals, and the small Changxuan was packed with them.

The head of Kunlun Jung hurried in the corner, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!