In the east of the city, in front of a grand mansion, a huge 10,000-character plaque in the center was being replaced by a few veterans and replaced by the Zhang family.
This is a very large mansion in the east of the city. It is the residence of a county official under Yu Tongguang.
After the fall of Yu Tongguang, this official was jointly liquidated by the four major families and many local wealthy families. He is now in prison, and his female family members have all been detained, waiting for his death.
After the official surnamed Wan's family property was confiscated, Zhang Jian took over the mansion at a low price.
It can be considered that the Zhang family has its first official place to stay in Fengyang County.
"This magical weapon is indeed mysterious!"
At this time, in the mansion, the Zhang family was playing with the fog flag. He was playing with it in his hands. The magic power penetrated the fog flag, and his sensitive mind was still scanning some details. Deep in his mind, he could see into the details. 'The material structure inside this flag has been changed by mana, and there are countless strange patterns inside. This is like the most basic structural material in weapons such as sword blades, blades, and even farm tools and sickles.
There is also a special 'meridian pattern' inside, which can ensure that the magic weapon has a channel, or even many channels, that can connect the outside and the inside, and absorb the spiritual inspiration between heaven and earth on its own, or can absorb the magic power of immortal cultivators.
Deep in the core is a stable magic structure.
This is a single structural unit.
"Explained by the discipline system, it is somewhat similar to one of the magic positions in Niwan Palace of the Immortal Cultivator. The magic runes are also engraved in the mind, but the magic weapon is engraved on the material of the magic weapon. This is a A simulation!”
Zhang Jian thought to himself.
But he couldn't see the specific changes inside clearly, and his knowledge reserve was not enough. Now he is still a layman in the study of materials for cultivating immortals.
But it is conceivable that those more powerful magic weapons are most likely not a single structure, but a complex result, just like the structure of those chemical materials.
Zhang Jian sighed in his heart.
He is still just a beginner on the road to cultivating immortality.
"Sure enough, killing is just incidental to the advancement of knowledge!"
Zhang Jian thought to himself.
A mana in his hand penetrated the mist elephant flag, and suddenly a white mist rose into the sky. In his hand, it changed into a cloud, a bird, a beast and a beauty... It was a great time to play.
Then Zhang Jian discovered that a lot of his own mana was consumed by all the output...
He put away the fog elephant flag casually. If this magic weapon is used well, it will still be of great use, especially during marches and battles. As long as you don't encounter immortal cultivators who are proficient in wind spells, it can still be used.
It can currently be temporarily filled in his vacant magic weapon position.
It won't work in the long term.
After some squandering, Zhang Jian can be sure that every immortal cultivator who can measure fortunes and build foundations can control the number of magical weapons accumulated. It is not that more is better, but the configuration must be scientific and reasonable!
Zhang Jian then took out the crimson bead for inspection, but it seemed that the details had not yet been determined. Zhang Jian could only vaguely guess that it might be related to Phoenix.
After all, when he touched this orb for the first time, he did hear the cry of the Nine Heavens Phoenix.
Of course, you can also hear it now if you activate your mana.
"It can be used as a radio. It's good to listen to the phoenix chirping when you're bored. It can also wash away distracting thoughts..."
On the recliner, Zhang Jian stood up and stretched slightly, and then made arrangements for ancestor worship.
He deliberately waited until the governor's mansion fell before worshiping his ancestors, just to see if he could get more wool from the 'ancestor' in the ancestral temple.
At this moment, Zhang Lu also hurriedly entered the mansion with Hu Shan and other veterans from the outside. Looking from a distance outside, there were dozens of carts of large red wooden boxes.
"Mr. Lang, I found something good!"
In the mansion, Zhang Jian was asking his servants to carry gold and silver ingots. When Zhang Lu saw it, he stepped forward to offer the treasures with joy.
"Oh?" Zhang Jian looked at Zhang Lu in surprise.
He personally searched inside and outside the county governor's house. Naturally, he would not let go of any truly valuable items, but apart from some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, there were almost none.
Especially the Qingyu Taoist he focused on, this Taoist seemed to have expected it, and transferred all his worth, leaving him no benefit at all.
What other valuable treasures can Zhang Lu find?
"Mr. Lang, it's a book. I took back all the library in the Sheriff's Mansion!"
Zhang Lu looked proud at this time. He waved his hand, and Hu Shan, Xiao Xie and others carried up large red wooden boxes one by one. The wooden boxes were filled with countless classics.
Zhang Jian flipped through it briefly, and immediately realized the value of these classics, and patted Zhang Lu on the shoulder.
Zhang Lu was careful.
This thing may not be rare for other Junwang families, but the Zhang family lacks it.
"here you go!"
"In this way, my Zhang family can be regarded as a scholarly family, with farming and reading being the heirloom!"
Zhang Lu smiled naively when he heard this, but his eyes looked at Hu Shan next to him, and it was hard to hide his show-off. Hu Shan immediately glanced at Zhang Lu angrily. In his opinion, those antiques, calligraphy and calligraphy of the county governor's house, and calligraphy and stickers by famous people were the best. Honey, but the Korean guy in front of him insisted on grabbing the study room, and there was nothing he could do.
…
The entire County Sheriff's Mansion has quieted down at this time, but there are many county soldiers stationed on the outside, and ordinary people are not allowed to approach easily.
On a large willow tree outside the long street, several birds were perching on the branches.
There is also an eccentric bird perched on a branch of a tree. It is white all over, like a hen, and round. However, other birds are blind to its existence, as if they cannot see it. .
But its gaze fell on a woman dressed in black under the tree.
This woman in black had a graceful figure and a unique temperament. Even the birds on the branches of the tree showed respect and respect and stopped playing after she appeared.
"The Phoenix Soul is missing!"
At this time, a pair of phoenix eyes of the figure in black swept across the county governor's mansion, and there was a strong and deep meaning in her eyes.
Like a dark ancient well, with a depth that swallows all things.
She has been wandering around the Sheriff's Mansion for a long time, just to find the other half of her remaining soul.
It's just that the Sheriff's Mansion was filled with dragon and tiger energy before, and even though she was so arrogant in nature, she didn't dare to break in at will.
Unexpectedly, after leaving for a while, the Sheriff's Mansion in front of me was actually in ruins.
And the treasure she was guarding also disappeared.
…
At this time, in a magnificent fairyland, in front of the Two Realms Pond, the Goddess Qingxia felt something in her heart. She walked slowly to the Two Realms Pond. She knew that someone was offering sacrifices to her below, and there were high-quality incense emerging.
But this time when she looked at it, her eyes changed slightly. What she saw was a large golden light flying out of it, like a long golden river in an instant.
There are also dragons and phoenixes soaring!
"One hundred thousand fine incense..."
