Tianji raised his hand, and the ring automatically came to his palm, "I wear the second version of the storage ring made by Tianquan on my left hand. This is the first version. The storage space is no different. It was just to increase the aura in the space without setting up the device spirit, and later I felt that the items were not easy to classify, so I asked him to make another version and improve the appearance by the way.”

Ying Seventeen listened to Tianji introduce the ring in her hand, her cheeks turned pink quietly, did the master realize that he wanted this ring?What a shame!

Tianji pinched Ying Shiqi's reddish cheeks with her hand, "What are you still doing, which finger do you want to put it on?"

Ying Shiqi's face turned redder, "Master, Shiqi can do it by himself." He picked up the ring and put it on the index finger of his left hand, which was on the same position as Tianji.

After wearing it, Ying Shiqi was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head up, what he did just now was like a child!

Tianji smiled and rubbed Ying Shiqi's head, "Let's go, I'll go and choose a weapon for you."

A cultivator only needs to have one handy weapon in his life, and unless there are some accidents, it is rare to change the weapon.

Regardless of whether it is a spiritual weapon, a fairy weapon, or a divine weapon, if you want to obtain them, you must go through the two-way selection and approval of the weapon and the owner.

Tianji led Ying Shiqi to walk slowly on the silver-white corridor, guiding Ying Shiqi to feel the breath of each weapon carefully.

The weapons in the "Gate of Weapons" are all extraordinary products, any one of which will definitely cause an uproar in this world, but now they are for Yingshiqi to choose like goods in a shopping mall. .

Ying Seventeen didn't understand these weapons. Although he knew they must be magical weapons, he didn't have an intuitive concept of their preciousness. He followed Tianji's guidance, and the power of the stars slowly circulated in his body, and the consciousness in his mind turned to Dispersed on both sides of the corridor.

Passing by a long whip burning in the flames, the scorching heat carried a trace of charm and sadness. Its former owner seemed to be a woman, and Ying Shiqi felt that it did not fit him, so he continued to move forward.

Passing by two round blades, they kept colliding with each other in the air, making the sound of "呲" and "呵". It should be difficult to domesticate after being refined, and they have not found their master for a long time. After several twists and turns, Tianji subdued them, and Tianji didn't intend to use them.

Ying Shiqi continued to walk forward, and after passing a few more weapons, he stopped in front of a black long sword.

Ying Seventeen controlled his consciousness to explore the long sword, only feeling the boundless loneliness and suppressed fighting spirit. The former owner of this sword should be a lonely God of War. After its owner passed away, he left his sword alone. There will never be a sun in this "gate of utensils".

"Master, can I have this sword?" Ying Shiqi looked at Tianji.

"Of course you can, but the premise is that this sword also recognizes you." Tianji also felt that this sword was very suitable for Xiao Qiqi. Zhang Yang is like a leopard lying in ambush in the grass, waiting for a hit.

Diandian came out in time to play the role of the little housekeeper, and introduced the sword to Ying Seventeen: "Mistress, you have good eyesight! This sword is called 'Yexuan', and it was the sword of Yin Changkong, the God of War in the Xuanling Small World 3000 years ago. , Yin Changkong's heart knot was not resolved, he failed to ascend to the gods, and died in the last thunder calamity.

This sword is forged from Tianwaixuan iron. After 99 forging procedures, the blade is extremely thin. It can be used as a belt at ordinary times. The most amazing thing about this sword is that it is completely black and dense. Extremely high, can absorb more than 90.00% of light, and will not reflect sword light at all during combat. "

Ying Shiqi nodded his thanks after hearing this, and took a step towards the sword. He actually didn't know how to make the sword choose him.

After hearing a little bit of description, Ying Shiqi remembered his life in the killing hall, endless practice and fighting, life-and-death fights, and painful punishments time after time.

He also had a dagger that never left his body. It was just a weapon issued to the shadow guard by Shadian when he was 12 years old. The dagger accompanied him to complete countless thrilling tasks, and it has long been an indispensable part of him.

However, during a mission, his dagger was cut off by the opponent's so-called sword. Although the mission was completed, he was fined a hundred ghost vine whips by the palace master because of the broken weapon. She shed tears while being punished.

Just when Ying Shiqi fell into memory, the blade of "Yexuan" sang, and flew out with a "swish", and the sword pierced two steps away from Ying Shiqi.

Diandian happily clapped her hands and applauded, "Congratulations, mistress! This sword has recognized its owner!"

Tianji also showed a gratified smile on the side, as expected of his little Shiqi, with this sword, Shiqi can walk sideways in this small world.

Ying Shiqi came back to his senses and realized that "Ye Xuan" was willing to recognize himself as the master. He smiled at Tianji, walked up to "Ye Xuan", put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said secretly: "Ye Xuan , I will treat you well."

As if hearing Ying Shiqi's words, the sword vibrated slightly, rolled up the blade automatically, and got into Ying Shiqi's belt.

The blade of "Yexuan" is very light and thin, Ying Shiqi only felt a cool touch coming from his waist through his clothes, but it wasn't heavy.

"Let's go, someone will be in a hurry if we don't go back." Tianji held Ying Shiqi's hand, his consciousness moved slightly, and the two of them had already appeared in Ying Shiqi's room.

As expected, Mo Jitian and Wu Xi were already sitting and waiting in the middle hall.

Time passed quickly in Wanxiangdiandian. After shopping around, three hours had passed. Mo Jitian didn’t see his son at dinner time, so he ran over worriedly, but Ying Shiqi’s room was empty. no one.

The attendants in the yard and Wu Xi both said that Ying Shiqi and Tianji Daoist had entered the room, and Mo Jitian couldn't find them. He was really worried that Tianji Daoist would be upset, so he took his son away.

"Xi'er, you are finally back." Mo Jitian stood up and walked in front of Ying Shiqi, "Xi'er, promise to be my father, if one day you want to go with Tianji Zhenren, you must tell my father, okay?" ?”

Mo Jitian knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, and his blocking would not be effective. He only hoped that Xi'er would not leave without saying goodbye.

"Father, I understand." Ying Shiqi nodded in response.

The next day, Tianji said that she was very curious about Shadian and wanted to see the place where Ying Shiqi grew up.

Although Ying Shiqi didn't want his master to see him as a killing machine before, the obedience of the shadow guard made him agree to Tianji's request without hesitation.

The gate of the Hall of Killing is nearly five meters high, simple and heavy, and one can feel the faint surging blood and killing intent when approaching.

Wuxi knew that Tianji wanted to see the place where Ying Shiqi grew up, so he had already slipped away. He knew that Tianji might get angry when he thought of the torture Ying Shiqi suffered when he was a child.

It's a pity that he didn't expect Tianji to be so angry.

As soon as they entered the gate of the killing palace, Tianji and Ying Shiqi were stopped.

A person wearing a black cloak and a silver mask suddenly appeared like a ghost, blocking the way of the two of them.

"Young Master, please stay. Only the shadow guards can enter the Hall of Killing." A deep and hoarse voice sounded, it turned out to be Xie Yuan, the master of the Hall of Killing.

Ying Shiqi looked at Tianji, "Master, I am no longer the shadow guard of the Demon Cult, and I can't enter the killing hall. Let's go back."

The people who killed the hall never showed their faces, and they refused to allow others to enter. When accepting the task, they could only enter the lobby of the hall to hand over the letter to the hall master.

Tianji took a look at Ying Shiqi, and Shiqi dared to make small calculations, knowing that they couldn't get in, and brought him here.

Tianji pretended to be angry at Ying Shiqi, "I'll settle the score with you when I go back!"

"In that case, let's go." Tianji pulled Ying Seventeen and turned to leave.

As soon as he left the gate of the killing hall, Tianji waved his long sleeves, and the two appeared inside the killing hall in the blink of an eye.

"Master!" Ying Shiqi said in surprise, unexpectedly the master came in anyway.

Tianji smiled and said, "Does Xiaoqi think there is a place in the world that I can't go to?"

Yes, he dared to be clever, Ying Shiqi bowed his head, "Master, Shiqi knows his mistake."

"It's good to know your mistake, and I'll punish you when I go back." Tianji pretended to say viciously.

Ying Shiqi was worried, not because of the punishment Tianji said, he knew that the master would not want to punish him, what he was worried about was that the master saw his past.

So bloody, so unbearable, even worse than animals.

Tianji concealed the figures of the two of them, and also restrained their aura. The two of them felt as if they had entered the land of no one in the heavily guarded killing hall.

Shadow Seventeen looked helplessly at the shadow guards around him training as usual, his usual vigilance was useless in the face of absolute power.

The two came by coincidence, and the actual combat training was going on once every ten days in the square of the Hall of Killing.

All the shadow guards draw lots, and the team of two will fight against each other. The loser will be whipped forty times and fasted for two days.

The shadow guards who have been defeated three times in a row will have a life-and-death scuffle at the end of the month. Of all the shadow guards who participated in this battle, only one can survive in the end.

Under Tianji's questioning, Ying Shiqi slowly said the "rules of the game" for killing the palace.

"Then how many times has Little Seventeen lost? Have you ever participated in a life-and-death melee?" Tianji felt a faint pain in her heart, but she still pretended to be relaxed and asked.

"I lost three times, not consecutively, so I didn't participate in the melee at the end of the month." Ying Shiqi replied.

Although he didn't participate in the melee at the end of the month, he went through a 100-person battle in the year he became a shadow guard.

Before officially becoming a shadow guard, hundreds of children trained together every day and night. During this period, many children would die due to illness or serious injury, but the survivors had to compete for a surviving quota for every 100 people.

Ying Shiqi remembers that day, he killed 99 children who were training together, until the end of the killing, his eyes were red, and he was almost insane. That is, after that time, Ying Shiqi saw the warm blood gushing out, and he could see it as if he had seen it. White water is generally calm.

It is also because of the strict and cruel selection system of shadow guards that the number of shadow guards in the killing hall has not exceeded thirty so far.

Ying Shiqi led Tianji to watch the two-person battle between the shadow guards. This is already the smallest and most daily battle in the killing hall, but the stage is still extremely fierce. No one wants to lose, and no one dares to lose. Let the water go, if you show compassion and don't use your full strength during the battle, you will face a more terrible punishment than defeat.

The author has something to say: Tianji is going to love Xiao Shiqi crazily, woo woo

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