Although he didn't know the authenticity of what the young man said, the guard still hurried in and reported it.
After all, if the other party is telling the truth, then it is really a great thing for their Weapon Refining Hall.
If it is false, it will not cause them much loss.
What's more, their Weapon Refining Hall is not a soft persimmon, how could someone come here for no reason to have fun?
"okay."
Looking at the figure that had hurriedly left, Meng Jing nodded slightly, but didn't care at all. He stood on the side of the door and waited quietly.
Taking advantage of this time, he also clicked on the system page and began to check what kind of good things the old man asked for and handed him in the hotel.
With a slight click and a pull, a large number of good things filled the space backpack.
I have to say that the old man still has a lot of good things.
Of course, most of them are monsters obtained from hunting in the north, especially ice-type monsters with the most magic cores.
As for other things, there are four or five ice attribute techniques that are of high quality.
Of course, after a brief glance around, Meng Jing shook his head helplessly. Most of the techniques here were rubbish.
To be precise, it's not too rubbish, but for Meng Jing, it's just useless.
"This is?"
Suddenly, Meng Jing, who was about to close the system page, saw something shiny in his space backpack.
And this thing seems to be what just fell out of the ring.
With a single click, the introduction to that thing immediately appeared in front of you.
"[Item name]: Xuan Jing."
"So this thing is Xuan Jing?"
After seeing the introduction of that thing, Meng Jing couldn't help but lick his lips.
Although he had heard about the power of this Xuan Jing, this was his first time seeing Xuan Jing.
I didn't expect that the old man would even take out such a good thing in order to save his own people.
This palm-sized Xuan Jing is priceless, right?
After glancing at the guard who had gone in to report, Meng Jing had not yet come out. With a wave of his hand, Meng Jing took out the mysterious crystal from the space.
"Hiss, it's so heavy!"
The moment he took it out again, Meng Jing suddenly felt an extremely heavy feeling. He almost broke his arm and slipped out of his hand.
Moreover, just by holding it in his hand, Meng Jing felt that all the spiritual energy in his body had stopped flowing, even the dragon's bloodline.
"Is it possible that this thing can affect the flow of spiritual energy?"
Meng Jing swallowed and stared at the thing in his hand in surprise.
It was a crystal clear stone that exuded a faint orange light.
This stone has an irregular shape. If you look closely, you will see that inside this crystal clear crystal, there are things as tough as hair.
These hair strands are straight, and if you don't look closely, they look like silver needles.
"What if you take out the things inside and make them into silver needles."
"It should be a good weapon!"
When he saw the mysterious crystals, which were densely covered with dozens of crystal filaments, Meng Jing also held his chin in thought.
Soon, I had a rough idea about the purpose of this mysterious crystal.
Since this mysterious crystal can suppress the flow of sealed spiritual energy, if it is made into a silver needle, it can prohibit the other party from using spiritual energy without the other party being aware of it.
In this way, you can take the opportunity to cause harm to the opponent.
In this way, you can have an absolute advantage in battle.
only……
This mysterious crystal seems to be the hardest thing on the continent. It seems to be more difficult to take out the crystal thread from it than to reach the sky!
"That's all, it's better to put it away first."
"Wait a minute, little brother, what good thing is that?"
Just as he was about to put away the Xuan Jing, Meng Jing heard an excited voice in his ears. After putting the Xuan Jing away, he also looked at the person who spoke.
The person who spoke was a young man. The young man had a fair face, a bit of gentleness, and a somewhat thin figure.
As he spoke, the pair of eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were sparkling, as if he had seen some treasure, full of excitement and excitement.
"Is it Xuan Jing? Is he a little brother?"
Looking at the excited young man in front of him, Meng Jing shook his head calmly and smiled: "Brother, I am about the same age as you, not to mention, you are not as strong as me."
"Doesn't it make sense to call me little brother?"
"This...this..."
After Meng Jing reminded him, the young man also showed an embarrassed expression on his face. Indeed, compared with this young man, he was a bit thin.
It was even said that a moderate wind would probably blow him to the ground.
However, after only a moment of embarrassment, the young man's eyes became intense again and he held Meng Jing's arm tightly.
"Brother, tell me the truth, is that Xuan Jing? Is it Xuan Jing?"
Meng Jing looked at the other person with some shame, although he didn't know who the young man in front of him was.
But being so excited is really a bit overwhelming.
After breaking free from the other party's hand, Meng Jing looked at the other party with a smile, "Brother, do you think I would still be standing here if I had such a good thing as Xuan Jing?"
As soon as he heard this, the young man's excited eyes dimmed a lot, and he sighed silently, "Then... maybe it's because I'm dazzled..."
Just as the other party said, if the piece he just looked at was really Xuan Jing.
So, if this news were to be known to others, it would probably cause a fight among powerful people from all over the mainland.
Besides, if this mysterious crystal is so rare, how could it appear in the hands of a young man about his age for no reason.
"Sorry, I was rude." The young man bowed slightly, feeling a little guilty.
"It's okay!" Meng Jing waved his hand and felt relieved when the young man stopped asking questions.
However, he couldn't help but look this young man up and down.
This young man looks to be in his early twenties, and his strength is quite average, but there is nothing outstanding or impressive about him.
It was precisely because of this that Meng Jingcai felt extremely curious. How could this young man know at a glance that the thing he was holding was Xuan Jing?
After all, there are not many records about Xuan Jing on this continent, only simple descriptions.
Just by describing it, one could identify the Xuan Jing he was holding.
Isn't this young man's vision a little too terrifying?
