Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"Then I..."

Li Chunyang was in a dilemma for a moment. He seemed to have nothing to offer, mainly because all he did when he went out was fight.

He used up all the resources in a flash.

But since this was Senior Brother Jianmu's first time accepting a disciple, he had to show his appreciation somehow.

After thinking about it, Li Chunyang suddenly had an idea. He grabbed the void and solidified the air in his palm, and then used his own fire power. At the same time, his pupils flashed a deep light.

Even Li Chunyang himself didn't know that the fire magic in his hand had evolved directly, and along with the void, it actually transformed and condensed into a fire spirit.

"This, this, this..."

"Junior Brother Chunyang is really amazing."

The elders were stunned. This strength was even stronger than theirs.

"This is the flame formation I constructed. It contains my understanding and origin of fire-attributed techniques. When you use this essence to set up the flame formation, the power can be increased by at least ten times."

Li Chunyang handed the flame essence to Mo Shanshan, then thought for a while and looked at the head master.

"Ah, this..." The head master didn't know what to do for a moment, then rubbed his forehead and took out a few magical weapons and gave them to Li Chunyang.

These magical instruments include a skirt and a hairpin, both of which exude a powerful aura and are obviously fifth-level magical instruments.

Currently, the strongest weapon refiner among them can only refine sixth-level magic weapons, and his magic weapon is only an eighth-level magic weapon. The other sects do not have eighth-level magic weapons. Most of them have sixth-level magic weapons as their sect treasures. The main reason is that most people in this prehistoric world do not pay attention to weapon refining.

Everyone was busy refining elixirs to improve their own cultivation.

However, refining equipment cannot directly enhance one's cultivation, so such matters are usually not of great interest to cultivators.

Li Chunyang generously gave all the treasures given by his senior brother to Mo Shanshan, which made all the disciples present dumbfounded and suspicious. They couldn't help but wonder who this person was and how he could get such an honor. Even the disciple of Master Jianmu had to be given a gift by the master himself.

"Then I want it too."

Seeing the headmaster giving gifts, Long Liyi immediately said to him coquettishly: "Brother, do you have other magic weapons? Please give me some as well."

"No more." The headmaster looked embarrassed and frowned, wondering why Long Liyi had started to act up too.

"You favor Xiaotong." Long Liyi said with a pout, feeling unhappy.

"Shut up." This time, the headmaster finally straightened his back. He had just lost face in front of Jianmu, so how could he show weakness in front of Long Liyi?

"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Why are you so angry?" Long Liyi pouted with dissatisfaction, then turned away angrily.

“Hahaha.” Elder Liandan couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “The headmaster really loves Junior Brother Chunyang and Junior Sister Liyi. Besides, they are probably the only two who dare to talk back to the headmaster.”

The headmaster shook his head helplessly, and was helpless about this naughty and cute little junior sister. Li Chunyang was also...

After all, I watched him grow up.

If you don’t pamper yourself, who will?

"Now that Junior Brother Jianmu has completed accepting disciples, Ao Xin will be temporarily under the guidance of this deity and become a registered disciple under the name of this deity. Then the elders can start accepting disciples."