Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Han Fei smiled, and said bluntly: "The so-called all-changing magic weapon means ever-changing. This magic weapon can be changed into any form according to your thoughts. If you change it into It’s natural to wear ready-made clothes on your body.”

Everyone looked at the ball in Han Fei's hand in shock when they heard this, and couldn't help but show envy in their eyes. Such an ever-changing weapon had never appeared in their world.

Han Fei's eyes swept across the crowd, but he didn't see any greedy emotions in their eyes, and he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Tian Buyi, aside from other people, the few disciples he had accepted were all good in character. good.

"There are thousands of changes, which means they are a bit strange. They are not of much benefit to practice. The more changes there are, the more it hinders practice. It is better to use such weapons with caution." Tian Buyi curled his lips, somewhat He said tastefully.

"What fellow Taoist said is true. In fact, its ever-changing nature is both its advantage and disadvantage. The key lies in how the person who gets it applies it. If it is used well, it can produce unexpected miraculous effects. If it is used poorly, it will hinder It's an evil thing on the road." Han Fei nodded and said.

Han Fei still agrees with Tian Buyi's point of view. After all, people's energy is limited. No matter how ever-changing, there are only a few types that are usually used. The more fancy the styles are, the more changes there are, the more energy will be distracted. This divine weapon of all forms has become an evil object blocking the road.

"Xiao Fan, do you understand? You don't need to create new designs or play with too many tricks. Just choose a few commonly used styles and apply them skillfully." Tian Buyi coughed lightly and said.

The meaning behind these words was that he had already made a decision for Zhang Xiaofan, reminding himself that this stupid disciple should put it away quickly. If such a treasure were left outside, I don’t know how many people would break their scalps and rush for it.

When Zhang Xiaofan heard that it could be turned into clothes, he immediately changed into a smiling face. He looked at Tian Linger happily and quickly lowered his head, without saying anything about asking for the Baihuan Fairy Clothes again.

Everyone else was happy, but Tian Linger pursed her lips, looking like she was about to cry. She looked at Han Fei pitifully and said with resentment on her face: "Uncle Han, don't you love Ling'er? Why don't you give it to me?" Everyone is a divine weapon of all transformations, but you are too partial to give me a hundred fantasy clothes. I don’t care, I also want a divine weapon of all transformations."

Han Fei flicked Tian Linger's forehead, and then said with a chuckle: "You stupid little girl, you didn't realize that these two things have something in common. In fact, the Wanhua Divine Weapon and the Baihuan Immortal Clothes are both The same thing can be varied, but the materials used are slightly different.

The material for refining the Myriad Transformation Divine Weapon is extremely hard and is more suitable for changing into the form of a weapon. The material for refining the Hundred Fantasy Immortal Clothes can absorb all energy and store it for one's own use, so it is more suitable for use as a defensive weapon. .

If you want, you can change him into any form. If you like, you can also call him the Divine Weapon of All Transformations. "

When Tian Linger heard this, she immediately became happy again. He glanced at the ball in Zhang Xiaofan's hand and said very arrogantly: "I don't want the Myriad Transformation Divine Weapon. It sounds terrible, but my Hundred Fantasy Immortal Clothes sounds better."

Tian Linger just fell into a fixed mindset, thinking that Baihuan Fairy Clothes could only transform into various clothes, but she forgot that since it could transform into any clothes, it could also transform into any other form.

After Han Fei's suggestion, Tian Linger immediately understood. With a thought, the clothes on his body immediately gathered into a long sword. Tian Linger just waved her arm lightly, and the chair next to her was immediately cut into pieces. The two halves, with such sharpness, are no worse than the magic weapons of Qingyun Sect.

When Tian Buyi saw this, his fat face couldn't help but start to tremble. He said he would only focus on defense. Your transformed magic weapon is no worse than ours! This is just a magic weapon transformed from materials suitable for defense. How hard must a magic weapon transformed from materials suitable for weapons be?

Tian Buyi glanced at several disciples and saw that they were all looking at Han Fei with admiration. He felt even more unhappy. During the time Han Fei was at Dazhu Peak, the disciples at Dazhu Peak admired Han Fei more than he did. This master is very advanced, which makes Tian Buyi very depressed. Han Fei can benefit a lot from his disciples by just giving random instructions. The key is that Han Fei has learned a lot of things and is proficient in everything. On the other hand, he, as a master, knows Reprimand the apprentice.

Tian Linger didn't care what his father thought, he was happily changing into various forms, and didn't seem to notice Tian Buyi's face getting darker and darker.

"Okay, Ling'er, stop playing around, the food is cold, sit down and eat quickly," Suru rolled her eyes at Tian Buyi, coughed twice, and reminded again.

He knew his husband very well, he was arrogant and short-sighted, and he always liked to compare himself with Han Fei. If he continued to compare him, Tian Buyi would probably vomit blood in depression.

After Suru's reminder, everyone's attention was brought back. They took a look at the food on the table and found that it was indeed cold.

"Yes, yes, eat, eat, I'm starving to death." Tian Buyi also echoed.

After Tian Buyi finished speaking, he started eating without looking at the crowd. Seeing Tian Buyi move his chopsticks, the other disciples dared to move their chopsticks. The food was cold, so it naturally lost some flavor. Seeing Tian Buyi, Tian Buyi moved his chopsticks. With dark faces, they ate a few hurried bites, then got up and ran away one by one.

Zhang Xiaofan still had to clean up the dishes, so naturally he couldn't leave. He held the ball in one hand and looked at Tian Buyi carefully.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." Zhang Xiaofan looked at Tian Buyi, who made him even more annoyed. He glared at Zhang Xiaofan and scolded him.

Zhang Xiaofan was smarter this time. He put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "Master, Master, and Second Master, I'm full. Eat slowly. I'll clean up later."

After Zhang Xiaofan finished speaking, he stood up and ran out without waiting for Tian Buyi to nod. Only Tian Buyi's family of three and Han Fei, an outsider, were left in the canteen, which made Han Fei a little embarrassed.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​I'm full too. Let's take my leave." Han Fei said, getting up and leaving.

Tian Buyi quickly grabbed him, put a smile on his fat face, and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, you have only eaten a few mouthfuls. How can you be full? Eat more, eat more."

After Tian Buyi finished speaking, regardless of whether he wanted it or not, he pressed him on the chair again. Seeing Han Fei sit down, he glared at Tian Linger again and said angrily: "Linger, you are full too. Let’s go play with Xiaofan and the others!”

"But dad..." Tian Linger was about to say, I haven't eaten enough yet, but was interrupted by Tian Buyi.

"What am I? I said you were full. You are full. Get out of here." Tian Buyi pointed to the door and shouted loudly.

Tian Linger pouted and said reluctantly: "I understand, Dad, Mom, Uncle Han, then you eat slowly, Linger goes out first."

Han Fei and Suru nodded and watched Tian Linger leave, waiting until Tian Linger could no longer be seen.

Tian Buyi coughed twice, and moved his fat face in front of Han Fei again. His face was full of smiles, and he rubbed his hands together, looking very nervous.

Han Fei only felt a chill and quickly pushed him away, saying with a vigilant look: "What do you want to do? Fatty, stay away from me."