full-time psychic

Chapter 84 Spirit Tool Master

Outside the Cang Cang Bamboo Forest, a bell rang.

Late autumn is a sad season. Bamboo leaves are falling, jelly grass is yellow, outside a bamboo forest that is flying and withering, Su Ling and his party are standing outside.

"Bajie, is it reliable? Are there really spirit weapon masters here?" Su Ling rode on the horse, holding the rein and stopping outside the bamboo forest.

"Of course it's reliable. Many psychics in Spirit Village buy weapons here. They are of good quality and cheap. This person opened a shop many years ago, um...at least before I came to Spirit Village."

Inexpensive?

Su Ling doesn't like this term. The so-called high quality and low price is just to cover up the defects in product quality and use the price advantage to attract consumers.

Of course, she is not qualified to be picky when resources are scarce. The so-called spiritual weapon master, as the name suggests, is a master who forges spiritual weapons. It is rare among thousands of ordinary people to have spiritual power, and the spiritual weapon master is even rarer. Any A spiritual weapon master will be wooed by all forces at all costs, and his status is prominent!

Spiritual weapon masters can enjoy such treatment, which is naturally related to its rarity and practicality. To become a spiritual weapon master, the conditions are extremely harsh.

First of all, it must have its own attribute of fire, and secondly, the five elements of fire must also have some metal attributes, and it must be burned blindly.To blindly consolidate the hardness of the spiritual weapon, both are indispensable.

You must know that the physical attributes of psychics depend on their souls. A soul always has only one attribute, and it is impossible to have other attributes mixed in. Therefore, a body has two attributes with different strengths and weaknesses. Impossible.

Of course, nothing is absolute, among billions of people, there will always be some mutated souls, and these people with mutated souls have all kinds of weird abilities, and people call these weirdos—blood changes!
To be honest, Su Ling doesn't know much about such people, and has never met them before. Spiritual weapon masters are one kind, and spiritual medicine masters have the same principle, but there is a little more wood energy in the fire attribute physique to serve as a catalyst for refining medicine. effect.

Then the question arises, why would a spirit weapon master with rare status and prominent status live in seclusion in this bamboo forest, a noble gentleman who does not seek fame and fortune?Su Ling doesn't believe it, after all, such people are really pitiful, so why?That's where it gets interesting.

Just now I said that I want to find out the magic of this jade pendant. Since it is a jade pendant that can contain evil spirits, it is definitely not an ordinary mortal thing. There is not much difference between the two, and a spirit weapon master can tell the difference.

That's why there was this conversation outside the autumn bamboo forest. The person was found by Xiong Jieba. After all, Su Ling had just come out of the mountains and had no connections, and Xiong Jieba was also half-baked. Artifact master.

Well, something is better than nothing.

Xu Ze wanted to follow, who made the jade pendant grow on his body, but Song Wei also insisted on following, he said that after all, he invited a psychic, and the absence of the person involved was not justified, and he was also worried that something would happen , Now that the murderer is eyeing the target, one more person will be more powerful.

Song Wei ordered his subordinates to tie the horses outside the bamboo forest, and several people entered the bamboo forest on foot.Bamboo leaves fall quickly in late autumn, and the fluttering dead leaves float down from the air, which adds a bit of poetry. Not far away, there is a small two-story attic, which is also built of bamboo. The copper bells hanging from the eaves jingle It's really a bit of a recluse in the mountains and forests and doesn't care about world affairs.

Several people stopped in front of the attic, and Xiong Jieba stepped forward to knock on the door, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Inside the door: ...

He stepped forward to knock again, "Excuse me, is anyone at home?"

Inside the door: ...

Well, I dare to say that there is no one here, so it is true when you look at it this way, you can see the yard of the attic through the fence, the fallen leaves are covered with the stone path leading to the hut, and the grape trellis in front of the door is also in a mess because no one takes care of it , It looks like an abandoned house.

Su Ling looked at Xiong Jieba expressionlessly, but this look...

Xiong Jieba was in a hurry: "There is really someone, there really is! This old man must be asleep, I'll go in and call him!"

After all, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to climb over the fence and enter, and no one stopped him. After all, there must be someone to find out the truth, not Xiong Jieba or someone else.

at this time…

Bajie's legs had just been placed in the gap between the wood and the hands were just about to put on it and ready to exert strength, but it was really not enough.

——Because there was a hand holding the guy's collar from behind and pulling it back.

"What are you melons doing sneaking around the door! You are stealing something!"

What the hell!

Everyone turned around in astonishment, even Su Ling jumped, staring and looking behind him - when this person came, there was no sound at all? !Even if you are a psychic, you should also adjust your breath and operate your spiritual energy while walking and exercising, and this is not the case!
The breath is hidden very well...

So it's no wonder that this person was able to live in seclusion in the deep forest for many years without being discovered by various family forces. I really underestimated him...

Xiong Jieba was taken aback the moment he was grabbed, and hurriedly turned his head, but he fell to the ground and turned his head.

I saw a white-haired old man, dressed in brown sackcloth, and holding a hoe in the other hand. Although he is more than seventy years old, his old eyes are not cloudy at all. , the voice is as loud as a bell, and there is nothing old about it.

Xiong Jieba was startled, got up hurriedly, and explained: "No, no, we are not thieves, I... I just wanted to check whether there is anyone in this room."

The old man snorted softly, obviously he didn't believe Ba Jie's pale explanation, he was about to climb over the wall, wasn't he a thief?
He scanned Su Ling and his party, but ignored them, and walked towards the door with a hoe on his shoulders.

"Get up and get out of the way."

Hey, this old man has a temper, he looks down on people with martial arts, doesn't he!

But saving lives is more important. Face and other things are just insoles. Song Wei stepped forward to block the opponent's way and said sincerely: "Old man, we are really not thieves. We really have something to ask for before we bother you. This little brother Xiong just did not mean it. I hope you will understand your actions."

Wow, people who are officials are different, they can say everything so nicely~~~
After hearing this, the old man's expression softened a little, he took out the key in his pocket to open the door, and said as he opened it, "Don't just stand there stupidly, come in."

Ya, there is a door to this matter!

Everyone gave Song Wei their compliments and... the flying eyes, especially Su Ling, the small eyes said in minutes: Mr. Song, it seems that there is no lack of flattering~~~
Song Wei was speechless, this group of local thieves, it's not good to help them escape.

In the bamboo building, as far as the eye can see, most of them are made of bamboo. Bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, teacups in bamboo tubes, mats made of bamboo strips, beds made of bamboo knots, a little fragrance floating in the green, very simple .

The old man put the hoe into the pile of tools, and said calmly: "I don't have so many teacups at home, those who want to drink tea pour it themselves."

Xiong Jieba was the one who didn't know how to read the atmosphere. When he saw there was free tea to drink, hehe, there were brown rice cakes on the table!
"Su Ling Su Ling, look, there is free tea and brown rice cakes!"

Su Ling rolled her eyes fiercely, "Can you be a little promising, you won't die if you don't eat a meal."

On the contrary, Xiong Jieba felt aggrieved, "But...but we haven't eaten all day, and you snatched the chicken leg again last night, I'm so hungry."

Although the two of them spoke in a low voice, it was clearer in the quiet room.

The old man poured himself a cup of tea, pointed at the brown rice cakes on the plate with his chin, "There is nothing to entertain at home, if you don't mind doing it yourself."

Bajie was so happy that he passed it, picked it up and gnawed on it.

Su Ling is also hungry, but obviously there are more important things than filling his stomach right now.

"I heard from Bajie that you are a spirit weapon master?"

(End of this chapter)