My magic weapons are all rule-based

"Clan leader." Seeing the clan leader arriving in person, Monk Jiedan felt a little relieved. "I didn't know. I was walking on the street when the inn suddenly collapsed. It was the monks who did it."

Looking at the mess everywhere, Wu Jinglong frowned deeply.

It was definitely caused by the monk, and it was the monk who visited Wutai City a few days ago.

Occasionally, we can see monks passing by Wutai City, but they stay for a short time and then leave on their own.

After all, this is a mortal's residence and has no value at all.

I originally expected this person to be like this, but why did he bomb the inn inexplicably?

Could it be that there was some kind of fight with someone?

But he is obviously the only one... Is there a second person?

Just as Wu Jinglong was thinking about it, the monks following him had already controlled their spiritual power to push away the ruins.

"No one died. Dad, I found this thing."

Wu Jinglong glanced sideways at the black iron sword box on the ground and fell into deep thought.

Magical weapon.

Did the monk leave his magic weapon behind?

"Bring your things with you. Xiao'er, Jin'er, go back with dad, and leave this place to others."

Wu Xiao picked up the black iron sword box and casually gave some instructions to the pill-forming monk.

Then he flew through the air and flew towards the Wu family's mansion.

Before long, the three of them had landed in a landscape garden.

The environment was quiet, the three of them sat across from each other on the stone table, with the black iron sword box placed on it.

The faces of the father and son were a little solemn, and they carefully observed the sword box.

In the end, Wu Jinglong spoke first: "There may be some mechanical restrictions in this magic weapon. You two are a little different in cultivation. Stay away and let me open this box."

Wu Xiao said: "Father, no, there was a fight at the inn just now. This iron box was left behind and it might contain a valuable treasure."

"What if the aura is released and the two people fighting for the treasure haven't gone far yet... What should we do? If we are defeated, we can still run, wouldn't the mortals and clansmen in this city suffer?"

"In my opinion, it's better to send someone to explore the surroundings first to see if there are any traces of other monks before making any plans."

"The inn collapsed and there was a strange noise. My father has sent people to investigate immediately. There is no reply yet, so there should be nothing gained." Wu Jinglong said.

"Dad, why don't we just open it and take a look. It's just a dead thing. If there is any aura, can't we cover it up with our level?" Wu Jin was eager to try, but his heart was itching unbearably.

Wu Jinglong thought for a while and finally nodded slowly.

"You two, be careful and don't let your breath leak out. My father will open this box and take a look now."

The Wu Xiao brothers looked at each other, activated their spiritual power at the same time, took out the magic weapon, and took a few steps back facing the iron box.

Wu Jinglong took a deep breath and used his spiritual power to defend himself.

Slowly stretched out his hands towards the black iron sword box.

The sword box was easily opened through a gap.

Seeing this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

It seems that there is no such thing as a mechanism prohibition, otherwise there will be a reaction as soon as it is opened.

Wu Xiao and Wu Jin walked back to the stone table again, staring at the sword box with shining eyes.

As the lid was completely opened, the heart-killing sword with red light and sword sounds was revealed in front of the three of them.

"This...this...!"

Wu Jinglong's pupils dilated and he stared at the Heart-killing Sword.

This sword... what a magical weapon it is!

It was stronger than the third-grade Xuan-level magic weapon he used.

And it’s already spiritual!

"What a powerful sword. Could it be that this sword is a ninth-grade Xuan-level sword?" Wu Jin said in shock.

Wu Jinglong shook his head slowly, showing a senior expression.

"Mysterious level... It's definitely not that low. It should be an earth-level magic weapon, maybe even a third-level one."

Wu Xiao and Wu Jin exclaimed at the same time.

Wu Jin felt itchy and reached out to touch the Heart-killing Sword.

Wu Jinglong stretched out his hand and slapped it, angrily yelling: "Don't touch it!"

Wu Jin's eyes glowed red and he retracted his hand unwillingly, but still stared at the Heart-killing Sword.

The father and son were speechless for a moment, their pupils illuminated by the red light.

After a while, Wu Jinglong quietly pulled the sword box to his side.

"The origin of this sword is unknown. The person who lost the sword will definitely come to find it. My father will put it away. You two keep your mouths shut. No matter who asks, you will say you don't know."

"no!"

"Father, no!"

Wu Xiao and Wu Jin unanimously rejected it.

Wu Jinglong raised his eyebrows: "Why, my words are useless!"

Wu Jin said anxiously: "Father, that sword has been recognized by me as its master. Give it to me and my son will keep it safe."

"You fart! That sword clearly recognized me!" Wu Xiao suddenly became anxious, "Father, what I said is the truth."

"You are trying to imitate me as a big brother, how shameless are you! Are you like this just because of a sword?" Wu Jin retorted.

"Who the hell has learned how to speak like you? Father, don't listen to his nonsense. Give me this sword and I will know it once I use it."

"No! If you want to use it, I have to go first..."

Wu Jinglong's chest heaved up and down as he watched the two brothers quarreling, already filled with anger.

These two little beasts were raised in vain!

The lying skills are getting better and better each time.

Who does this sword regard as its master? I haven’t figured out yet? !

"That's enough! Stop arguing!" Wu Jinglong shouted.

"We still don't know who the owner of this sword is or when he will retrieve it. The family may be in catastrophe because of this, and you two still have the nerve to make a fuss here."

"What do you mean the sword recognizes you as its master? Are you two worthy?"

"That's it!" Wu Jin said with his neck stiff, "This sword really recognizes me as its master."

"The artifact chooses its master, Dad! Let me try!"

As he said that, Wu Jin reached out to the Heart-Slaying Sword again.

Wu Jinglong decisively slapped him away and said coldly: "Take your dirty hands away!"

"Dad!" Wu Jin shouted aggrievedly, "What I said is true."

"Greed! You are greedy, second brother! From childhood to adulthood, you have taken everything from me, and now you want to take this sword too?" Wu Xiao also started to yell.

Wu Jinglong's head was as big as a bucket.

Just at this moment, a small figure appeared.

A little boy with a bun on his head rode a big yellow dog into the yard.

He said in a baby voice: "Dad, brother, what are you arguing about?"

The tense mood eased.

The big yellow dog was quite smart. It walked to the table and jumped up, taking the little boy to the table.

"Jier, go out first, you have nothing to do here." Wu Jinglong said majestically.

Wu Ji's eyes were already on the Heart-Slaying Sword.

Staring at the sword flashing red, he stretched out his little hand and pointed: "Dad, I want this."

"Third brother, this sword belongs to my eldest brother. If you like to play with it, I'll lend it to you. Now you go back first." Wu Xiao said.

Wu Jin glanced at him with a gloomy look.

"No, I want it, I want it!" Wu Ji shouted.

Wu Jinglong pressed his forehead and began to have a headache again.

Just as he was about to coax the child away, the big yellow dog suddenly shrugged!

It shook Wu Ji to the ground and then barked at the three people.

With this strange behavior, the three people present were shocked!

This yellow dog is very spiritual. Wu Ji has liked riding on its back since he was a child.

This has never happened before.

The big yellow dog barked for a while, picked up the Heart-Slaying Sword, twisted its butt and ran away.

Wu Jinglong decisively reached out, grabbed the yellow dog's tail, took back the Heart-Slaying Sword, and threw the big yellow dog away.

It was just a momentary movement, but a layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead unconsciously.

Wu Xiao and Wu Jin also looked at each other with horror, as if they realized something.

"Evil sword... This is an evil sword! Don't be fooled by it!!"

Wu Jinglong shouted, quickly stuffed the Heart-Slaying Sword into the sword box, and snapped it shut!

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