Ye Ling took the handle of Shura Po's broken blade and injected some spiritual power into it. In an instant, a demonic aura surged up, and Ye Ling hurriedly used the golden bell to protect his body, which was able to withstand the fierce and vicissitudes of the aura.
Elder Qiu looked at him with a smile, and introduced eloquently: "According to the records of this pavilion, Shura Po was originally a complete Shura Demon Sword, and its owner was a demon monk with a great and fierce name. The sword killed countless people! Later, for unknown reasons, the Shura Demonic Sword was broken into two pieces. This section was obtained by the sect leader four hundred years ago and was named Shura Po. Now, although this broken blade is murderous, but Due to the passage of time, most of Shura Po's spiritual power has dissipated, and it has been reduced to the category of a third-level top-grade magic weapon, which is really sad."
Speaking of this, Elder Qiu couldn't hide his regret, but when he saw Ye Ling's thoughtful look, Elder Qiu became happy again and said with a smile: "Originally, according to the sect rules, this Shura Po will never be given easily. To the disciples, but nephew Ye Xian is an exception! You are the only alchemy master in the Qi training period since the sect was founded. You are young and promising, and your future is limitless. I will take out this broken blade and give it to you. I want to come to the sect master. I won’t blame you either.”
Ye Ling nodded silently and thanked him.
Elder Qiu saw that he was not excited at all, and still looked cold and indifferent. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is the best treasure that Qi training disciples can use in our sect's spiritual weapon pavilion. Although it is sold It may not look very good, but it is still a heritage treasure. I have said all that I need to say, and I can’t help it if I don’t appreciate it.”
Later, Elder Qiu recommended the best third-level robe in the pavilion to Ye Ling. As soon as he opened the restriction on the cabinet, purple brilliance leaked out, and there was also a faint flicker of bright golden light.
"Purple gold robe! The best third-level robe in this pavilion, it is extremely strong. It can not only withstand all Taoist spells and bear the damage of most Taoist attacks; it can also resist the armor-piercing attacks of the gold system and the powerful attacks of the earth system; It can still withstand the full blow of the foundation-building monk, but it is very difficult to repair, and it consumes a lot of top-grade gold materials."
After saying that, Elder Qiu put it on Ye Ling himself, twirling his beard and smiling, nodding and praising: "Yeah! That's right, people rely on clothes, and Buddhas rely on gold. Nephew Ye Xian is so majestic when he puts on the purple gold robe!" Even if you are fighting against a monk at the ninth level of Qi training, you will not be at a disadvantage."
Elder Qiu didn't know Ye Ling's combat power at all. He only inferred from his more than a hundred years of experience in practicing Taoism that an alchemy cultivator like Ye Ling who specialized in alchemy and whose spiritual root qualifications were not very good would, under normal circumstances, have a combat power of Often the weakest at the same level. This is all because they spend all their energy on refining elixirs. In their spare time, they also rely on taking elixirs to improve their cultivation. They do not have a lot of time to practice Taoism and combat skills.
Therefore, Elder Qiu told Ye Ling openly, but in fact he was beating the drum in his heart, secretly saying: "With only the best equipment, you may have the upper hand in a battle with others, but with rich combat experience, proficient Taoist skills and Combat skills, these are indispensable! I just hope that nephew Ye Xian can be self-aware and not take risks easily."
Ye Ling was very satisfied with the material of the purple gold robe, but he didn't like the luxurious and ostentatious style. He said calmly: "To be fair, this purple gold robe is too dazzling, enough to attract evil-minded monks to kill and seize the treasure! I just Use it at critical moments, you won’t wear it to show off on weekdays.”
After hearing this, Elder Qiu raised his thumb and praised: "Yeah! You are right to keep a low profile and bide your time! Haha, even though Nephew Ye is young, he understands this truth well. If I had Nephew Ye's mind back then, what he has accomplished now , he is no longer a deacon elder guarding the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion."
While talking, Elder Qiu chose another green pine amulet for Ye Ling. It was green and very delicate.
"This green pine amulet with the wood attribute can also resist powerful attacks. The effect is even better than that of the purple gold robe. With these two powerful defensive equipment, even highly qualified gold and earth monks will not be able to easily It hurts you.”
Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction, and then followed Elder Qiu to select a complete set of third-level fire-type equipment, which was regarded as a spare. Ye Ling accepted them all, and finally thanked Elder Qiu again and resigned from the Spiritual Weapon Pavilion.
Li Bao had been waiting for his master for a long time. When he saw his master coming out, he quickly ran over. Seeing no one around him, he bowed and saluted, and then lowered his voice and said: "Little Li Bao, hello to the master! I haven't seen you for a long time. How is the master?"
Ye Ling waved his hand and ordered him not to do this in the sect, and only treat him as a fellow sect member.
"In the past month, have you heard any news about Zhou Chong, the old thief?" Ye Ling asked straight to the point. After he ambushed Zhou Chong in Donglingze, Zhou Chong's body died, but his soul flew away. It's a scourge after all.
Li Bao said hurriedly: "There has been no news about the old thief! Not only did I, the disciple, not know about it, but the sect leader and the elders were also puzzled by Zhou thief's leaving without saying goodbye, and they didn't know where he had gone? Now? Seeing that the master is fine, it must be that Thief Zhou did not harm the master?"
Ye Ling nodded silently. Even to his slaves, Ye Ling did not intend to tell him that Zhou Chong's physical body was dead, lest he accidentally leak the news.
For Ye Ling, no news is good news, which means that Zhou Chong's soul has not yet been found.
However, Ye Ling would not take this lightly. It would be best if Zhou Chong's soul died on the way. If he didn't die, he would still be a trouble. After all, Zhou Chong is a descendant of the Zhou Cultivation Family in the capital of the Wu Kingdom. Once the Zhou family knows about it, they will never let it go! Ye Ling must step up his practice, at least to get the ranking in the Qi Training Disciple Competition in Maple Bridge Town, and to win the Foundation Establishment Pill. After entering the Foundation Establishment Period, he will have more ability to protect himself.
Zhou Chong told Ye Ling everything he had seen and heard in Yaogu Valley in the past month, including the important ones and those related to the owner.
Ye Ling ordered: "You continue to stay in the inner sect of Medicine Valley to practice, and ask for news about the old thief Zhou Chong at any time. You are Zhou Chong's direct disciple, and it is normal to ask about the master's whereabouts. If you have the opportunity, you can even Go to the capital of the Wu Kingdom and carefully inquire about the Zhou Immortal Cultivation Family."
"Yes! I will obey my master's orders! I will definitely live up to my master's trust and find out Zhou Chong's whereabouts clearly!"
Li Bao hugged his fists respectfully. After learning that his master was promoted to an alchemy master, his respect for his master became even more fanatical!
Sure enough, seeing how loyal he was to the death, Ye Ling casually took out a bottle of top-grade Ruyi Divine Pill and a handful of mid-grade spiritual stones, and handed them to him as a reward.
