Chapter 1201: The Supreme Treasure of the Sect... Sold!
"Thank you two seniors for upholding justice."
Meng Hao bowed to thank him, and then...under the fiery gazes of Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu, he took the purple gold bell from Shangguan Xiu's hand as a matter of course.
"It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about!"
"Justice is what we should do!"
Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu nodded with smiles on their faces, as if they were seniors, but... their hearts were bleeding!
"Administering justice" and "delivering justice", it is naturally impossible for two highly respected seniors to commit murder and seize treasure under the watchful eyes of the public.
What's more...the three-color spear pierced through Jin Zhong's defense with one blow, killing Shangguan Xiu on the spot. With such terrifying power, even if the two masters of Nascent Soul want to kill people and seize treasures, they feel a little guilty!
Originally, Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu's plan was to act "justice" and kill the traitors of the sect for the two young men who were hunted down.
As for the magic weapon in the hands of the traitor...of course it cannot fall into the hands of Xiaoxiao's generation.
The cultivation base of the two teenagers is still low, and carrying heavy treasures is the way to bring disaster. Naturally, the two highly respected people had to "keep it on their behalf".
However, this perfect plan has completely come to nothing!
The bamboo basket fetches water in vain! The two Yuanying masters felt as uncomfortable as cats scratching, and they were so depressed that they couldn't speak for a long time.
"Junior Brother Meng, although Shangguan Xiu's rebellion is punishable, we are still very dangerous in the future!"
Li Yu sighed with "sorrow" all over his face, "Although you have the magic weapon of the long spear bestowed by the patriarch in your hand, you cannot use it normally until you reach the level of killing spirits. Using it once, you will damage your foundation and longevity."
While talking, Li Yu looked at Meng Hao worriedly, "Junior brother, the sect has been destroyed! Without the protection of the sect, our cultivation level is low. Walking in the realm of cultivation with treasures in our bodies is a risk of death for us." Dao!"
"Senior brother, how come I don't know? It's just..."
Naturally, Meng Hao understood that Li Yu was digging a hole, looked at the golden bell and the three-color spear in his hand, and sighed, "It's just that this is a treasure of the sect, and it's the hope of revival of my backing sect, how can I give it up? "
"Junior Brother Meng, the revival of the sect does not depend on the magic weapon, but on you and me. As long as our cultivation is high, sooner or later, we will be able to revive the backer sect."
Turning his head to look at the two "treasures" in Meng Hao's hands, Li Yu's face was filled with sorrow, "It is a disaster for us to be pregnant with the treasures. After all, it is impossible for us to meet such enthusiastic experts as the two seniors every time." .”
"Where! Where!"
Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu stroked their beards and smiled, their faces full of kindness.
Hearing what the two said, they seemed to have the idea of giving up these two treasures, and the eyes of the two Nascent Soul masters suddenly brightened.
"Junior Brother Meng, why not..."
Li Yu looked up at Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu, his face full of "admiration", "Why don't we entrust the treasure of our sect to the two seniors. With the integrity and selflessness of the two seniors, they will definitely keep it for us These two treasures."
"How is this worth it?"
"Although the two of us act uprightly, it's not convenient for you to keep this treasure of your sect's inheritance!"
Although they wished to snatch it over, the two Nascent Soul masters naturally knew that they had to put on a good posture at this time, otherwise, everything would be ruined.
"The two seniors are high-spirited, so the junior is naturally trustworthy!"
Meng Hao looked at Old Monster Song and Wu Dingqiu with admiration on his face, bowed and saluted solemnly, looked down at the two magic weapons in his hands, and hesitated, "But...brother, without these two treasures, we have nothing to lose." Long things, penniless, future practice... what should I do!"
These words,
Said very "sadly". The desolate young monk who destroyed a sect and fell to the end of the world, with no cultivation resources and penniless, performed vividly.
"yes!"
Li Yu let out a long sigh, his face full of misery, "The sect is destroyed, and we are penniless except for these two treasures. The future practice... Sigh!"
"Senior brother, what you said just now is that the revival of the sect is no longer a magic weapon, but depends on you and me. The younger brother deeply agrees."
At this time, Meng Hao raised his head, looked at Old Freak Song and Wu Dingqiu with a miserable expression, and gritted his teeth, "Seniors, this magic weapon... this junior is sold! Are you willing to buy it?"
"purchase?"
Hearing Meng Hao's words, the two Nascent Soul masters were taken aback, looked at each other, and nodded secretly.
"Hey! You are really pitiful!"
Old Monster Song sighed and shook his head, "I'm not greedy for your magic weapon. Your magic weapon should be stored with us! In the future, when your cultivation level is advanced, come to us and take it back."
As he said that, Old Monster Song took off the storage bag at his waist and handed it to Meng Hao, "In this storage bag, this old man, there are millions of high-grade spirit stones, various elixir, and all kinds of magic weapons collected by this old man." .With these, it is enough for you to practice to the golden core stage."
"It's really pitiful!"
Wu Dingqiu also took off a storage bag and handed it to Meng Hao, "I also have a lot of good things here. The elixir of my Ziyun Sect is famous all over the world. For others, it can be said that a elixir is hard to find. Just give it away Give it to you!"
In order to obtain these two magic weapons, the two Nascent Soul masters donated generously.
"Thank you two seniors."
Meng Hao gratefully put away the two storage bags, and handed over the two magic weapons in his hands, "Thank you two seniors for your generosity. These two magic weapons... We sold them! You don't need to take them back."
"How does this make..."
The two masters also felt a little embarrassed. Compared with the value of the two magic weapons, what they gave was still too little.
"How about this, you are afraid that you will be taken advantage of by Xiao Xiao when you travel the world in the future. The old man will give you a token of the Purple Fortune Sect. With this token, you are equivalent to the status of disciples of the Purple Fortune Sect. It can be regarded as a protection for you!"
Wu Dingqiu took out two jade talismans, engraved with two simple words "Purple Fortune", these are the identity talismans of Ziyunzong.
"This old man also has the Song family's order talisman, and I will give you a copy."
Old Freak Song also handed out two copper talismans, "With the talismans of our two families, you will be much safer when you travel around the world."
"Thank you two seniors for your kindness."
Putting away the tokens, Meng Hao and Li Yu bowed to the two "senior masters" together, "Seniors, this junior will bid farewell!"
"The world of practice is extremely dangerous. If it is really difficult to continue, you can use the command talisman to worship under our two sects. You...be careful all the way!"
Having gained huge benefits, the two masters were full of joy, and their words of concern were not entirely hypocritical.
"Thank you senior!"
After bowing and bowing, Li Yu and Meng Hao left.
"Get rich! Get rich!"
After running thousands of miles all the way, Meng Hao opened the storage bags sent by the two Nascent Soul masters, and saw the huge amount of spiritual stone pills and magic weapons of various colors inside, and his eyes were full of golden light.
"Hey! The big head is still behind!"
Li Yu secretly laughed, "Poverty's Yuhuang bell is not so easy to get! When you store all your wealth in the space of Yuhuang bell, won't it be sent to the poor?"
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