I have his heart

Chapter 139 The Black Stick

Outside the secret vault, Sima Changlong rubbed his palms, his eyes full of longing: "Can Chief Shaoshan take out three heaven-level weapons? I heard that there are magic formulas of heaven-level or even above heaven-level in them?"

"Humph!"

Han Qianxun turned his head away, ignoring this guy who betrayed the Han family.

Sima Changlong chuckled and patted his head: "I forgot that I had a falling out with the Han family just now, and now I don't even have anyone to chat with!"

He looked at Meng Yan, who was standing like a stone pillar, and twisted her body slightly: "To talk to her, it is better to go to Mr. Hei!"

Old Hei stared at Meng Yan curiously. Like himself, this woman doesn't like to talk?
Bai Lao, on the other hand, was a bit of a chatterbox, pouted his beard and glared at Sima Changlong: "What are you dreaming about? The heavenly weapons will automatically choose the owner. Whoever sees them can take them away? The heavenly weapons are already empty!"

"That kid Lu Ji was extremely talented back then. He searched inside for a long time, but he finally came out crying? The second volume of the technique of deduction of heavenly secrets has never been recognized, so he can only come out with the first volume!"

The corners of Hei Lao's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was thinking of the interesting events back then.

Sima Changlong became interested and approached Bai Lao: "Where is your old man?"

"roll!"

Bai Lao flew into a rage, gushing out a fierce qi from his mouth, and pushed Sima Changlong to stagger in an instant.

"Cried!"

Old Hei spat out two words, and immediately looked at nose, nose to mouth, like a stone sculpture.

"you!"

Bai Lao glared at Hei Lao fiercely, and suddenly smiled: "Who said a lot of regretful things back then, I really thought that someone was a piece of wood!"

Old Hei blushed and turned his head away, as if this would get rid of the suspicion.

Han Qianxun's face twitched, and he barely suppressed his smile, thinking faintly: "Liu Ming, oh Liu Ming, I hope you can gain something!"

At this moment Liu Ming had already pounced on each shelf, his eyes were about to go numb.

"Qing Ming Sword, an earth-level sword weapon!"

"Tiger head knife, earth level knife!"

"Glutton glove, capable of devouring attacks, a half-day weapon!"

"Ningshen Pill, it's used by the Faxiang Realm to supplement the consciousness, it's a good thing!"

"Stunning Cicada Jue, Earth-Level Sonic Attack Jue!"

……

He rubbed them one by one, wishing they could all receive the mustard space.

But reason told him that he had to trust Lu Ji.

After reading all the exhibits, make a choice, otherwise you will regret it and cry bitterly.

"By the way, who would cry bitterly? Master has seen it? It's too useless!"

Liu Ming murmured to himself, then thought: "If crying bitterly can take away all the items, I can cry bitterly for three days and three nights!"

He raised his eyes and looked forward. The secret storehouse was as big as four or five rooms, and five rows of giant cabinets were arranged in a north-south direction.

"All the techniques, weapons, and elixirs are all restricted. I can only take three of them. If I get these three things, the secret library will automatically remove me!" Liu Ming pondered the rules and thought about whether there were loopholes to exploit.

"The rules are set by people, and I want to help the academy keep them in check!" He commented on his own thoughts.

Liu Ming first tried to shout twice: "Is anyone there? Is anyone there?"

"Is anyone here?"

The echo vibrated, and no one paid attention.

"There is no weapon spirit in the secret library. On what basis does it judge that I only have three chances?" Liu Ming wondered, thinking of his good friend Wang Mingquan: "If he were here, he would probably be able to figure out the secret!"

Thinking of Wang Mingquan, and thinking of those old friends in Yufeng Mansion, he put away his playful thoughts: "Cheng Gao and the others are coming to Yufeng Mansion soon, I can't babble any more, hurry up and find out the most suitable things for me right now! "

Just like the Ningshen Pill, no matter how tall it is, it is only suitable for the Faxiang Realm. If you take it now, it will not improve your combat power at all.

He figured it out clearly that the most urgent need right now was a weapon.

The Seven Star Sword turned into Jin Xingyuan Liquid, and without the weapon in hand, its combat power immediately dropped by one-third.

"The integration of the five elements in the meridians requires spells corresponding to the five elements. Once you have the spells, you can combine a variety of attacks. Whether you protect yourself or kill the enemy, you can get twice the result with half the effort!"

"Well! The last one, let's help Meng Yan find a suitable object. She has been following me all this time, and she has never asked for anything. She can pick up any broken silk thread she sees, so she also wants to have a weapon!"

With a decision in his heart, he abandoned the area of ​​earth-level items and continued to search forward.

"Hercules Fist! It can increase your body weight by [-] kilograms. I have the God and Demon Body Refining Technique. What do you want with this thing?"

"Windwalk, the movement ability has been increased by three times, hehe! The Qicaixia Art is much stronger than you!"

……

Liu Ming was startled: "I have so many good things now, ordinary heaven-level formulas are useless to me!"

"Earth magic, heavenly magic formula!"

"Wood magic,..."

……

Encountering the five methods in a row, which are related to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, Liu Ming was a little depressed: "What the hell are you doing! They can be put together, but they have to be separated!"

A quota was reserved for Meng Yan, and Liu Ming only planned to exchange two things for himself. According to this arrangement, he could only learn two techniques.

Liu Ming shook his head, gave up the five methods and continued to search.

"Ok!"

The booklet in the Mustard Seed Space began to tremble again, and Liu Ming had no choice but to say, "That's enough for you! After trying it again and again, you really thought I didn't dare to abandon you!"

He thought about various tortures, such as roasting, poisoning, but Liu Ming's body was very honest, and he changed the direction of travel according to the intensity of the fluctuations in the booklet.

"It's here!"

He stopped at the end of the fourth huge cabinet, counting the third shelf from above, which contained transparent containers.

There is a small black stick in the container that is jumping up and down, hitting the container lid constantly, in the same rhythm as the ancient booklet in the mustard space.

"Hey! Your request is met!"

Liu Ming returned to complaining, secretly happy in his heart: "How bad is the weapon chosen by God Demon Body Refining Art!"

"Hehe! It's you!"

He pressed the container, his thoughts flashed, and the container opened immediately.

The black stick flew out with a whoosh, and circled Liu Ming up and down, as if curious about him.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and touch you for me!"

Liu Ming couldn't wait a long time ago, and reached out to grab the stick.

Whoosh!
The little stick was as fast as lightning, and it floated to another direction in the blink of an eye, flipping up and down, as if it was despising Liu Ming.

"Enough!"

Liu Ming became angry from embarrassment, and used the Qicaixia movement technique, the speed soared to three times, and reached out to grab it again.

The little stick ran away again, and stayed close, flipping up and down, becoming addicted to this game.

"never mind!"

Liu Ming pretended to be helpless, turned and left.

Xiaostick was dumbfounded, and hurriedly chased after him, only to be fooled.

Liu Ming suddenly turned around, grabbed the black stick, and sneered, "Run away! Run away!"

"Ouch!"

He suddenly let go, with a shocked expression on his face: "Using the Dragon and Elephant Tongqiao Technique, both arms have a strength of nearly [-] catties, and they can't hold it!"

The little stick floated into the air again, wandering around Liu Ming.

"I'm afraid of you!"

Liu Ming gave up completely, took the container and said, "Go back! You are not suitable for me!"

The little black stick lost its arrogant appearance, and the restraints bound it tightly, so it could only go back into the container.

Seeing it was like a child who made mistakes, Liu Ming felt pity: "My strength is a bit weak, there are still people who can use it!"

(End of this chapter)