However, because it is difficult to form after all, under normal circumstances, it is still unwilling to use it.

I had to put it on the altar day by day, waiting to eat ashes.

In Wu Ming's view, this kind of thing is like a useless person. Instead of placing it there to worship it every day, it is better to exchange it for something useful.

After discussing these, Wu Ming made a decision and then chatted for a few moments.

While speaking, Wu Ming suddenly thought of something and said curiously: "By the way, Junior Brother Lin, what magic weapon did you refine in the formation just now? It's so loud."

Anyway, the momentum just now had completely exposed this magic weapon. If Lin Fei hides it, it will cause people to think a lot, so he has no intention of covering up anything.

After hearing Wu Ming's words, he raised his hand and waved it, summoned the Thousand Souls Beads, and threw it to Wu Ming casually, and said with a smile: "The refining process is better luck and formed a congenital psychic. In fact, it is just a magic weapon with a rough embryo..."

Although Wu Ming cannot use any magic weapon because of his bloodline limitations, he has been able to see so many small worlds and has broad knowledge.

When you get this Thousand Souls Bead, you can see at a glance that it is extraordinary.

Just tossed and turned around, after watching for a long time, I exclaimed twice: "I have come into contact with many weapon refiners in those small worlds outside. They are all looking down on people. It is the turn of weapon refining techniques, but they are far from comparable to you..."

"You're welcome." After a few humble words, Lin Fei suddenly looked at Wushan, who had been on the side, looked at this magic weapon, and smiled and said, "Actually, this was originally a heaven-level magic weapon refined for your witch clan. However, after forming a congenital psychic, it was a gap with the other two, so..."

"Haha, understand."

Hearing this, Wushan laughed dryly and understood in his heart that this was the little thing he had paid before, and it was no longer enough to buy this heavenly magic weapon.

The problem is, myself

But in the midst of pain, Lin Fei said, "However, if you can still take out enough gold items, you won't be able to negotiate..."

When Wushan heard this, he was immediately moved.

Then, he looked at his elder brother with a eager eye.

Although I am a genius in the clan, my bloodline is far less intense, and there is no obstacle to using this magic weapon.

However, my elder brother was here, but he didn't have the right to speak. At that time, I just hoped that Wu Ming could make the decision and take this magic weapon for him...

However…

Wu Ming patted his shoulder and said earnestly: "There are not many golden things left in the clan. You sacrifice first and replace the witchcraft for my elder brother first. You don't have magic weapons yet. The top witchcraft is hard to come by. This is also for the sake of my witch tribe. Didn't my father often say that you have to take into account the overall situation."

"Brother..."

Hearing these words, Wushan was crying without tears. Damn, brother, I won’t take you as cheating as you…

If you don’t talk about the price at this time, I will take into account the overall situation. Why am I so unlucky?

However, Wushan thought about these words in his mind and really didn't dare to say anything else.

There is no way, who made me, this big brother, put on such a big hat as soon as I came up.

It seems that if I dare to say no, I just ignore the interests of the witch clan. I really can't afford to take this charge...

At this moment, I could only nod my head in compromise and signal that I was willing to sacrifice for the future of the witch clan.

However, after nodding, the more I thought about it, the more I became more unwilling to accept it.

I came here for a trip and wanted to get something from here, but in the end, I sacrificed a magic weapon of heaven for no reason. No matter how I think about it, I feel something is wrong.

At that moment, even if we want to struggle for the last time, we carefully gave a comment: "Well, brother, in fact, even if we don't take this magic weapon, it will sooner or later be cheaper for the other bastards. Then everyone's strength will increase and decrease, and it will harm the interests of my witch clan. Look..."

"Well, it's reasonable." Hearing this, Wu Ming frowned and nodded thoughtfully: "Although those guys are useless, this magic weapon is very unusual. If the old guy behind them sacrifices it, it may become a problem..."

When Wushan saw this situation, he was immediately happy. He felt that there was a chance, so he had to continue persuading and try to win the magic weapon down.

Who knew that before he could speak, Wu Ming suddenly made a decision: "I have it."

Wushan hurriedly said, "Brother, do you see if we want to open the ancestral treasure house..."

"Nonsense!" Who knew that when he heard this, Wu Ming glared at him and taught a lesson: "That treasure house is the preparation for the rise of my witch clan again. It must not be opened until the time of life and death. How can it be wasted at this time?"

"What..."

Wu Ming immediately gave the answer: "Since this magic weapon cannot fall into the hands of my witch clan, it cannot be obtained so easily by those guys!"

After saying this, regardless of Wushan, who was a little confused, he turned his head and looked at Lin Fei, and smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lin, I have a few words to say about your magic weapon..."

Originally, the two brothers had a secret conversation there, and Lin Fei had no interest in listening. Who knew that while the two of them were talking, they suddenly called him.

Lin Fei looked at him and said, "What are you thinking about? Should I buy it?"

"This is really short of money, but..." Speaking of this, Wu Ming said mysteriously: "Junior Brother Lin, do you want to sell this magic weapon at a higher price?"

"oh?"

"Haha, Junior Brother Lin... Have you ever heard of the Eight Desolate Immortal Society?"

"Tell me?"

Speaking of which, Lin Fei's days here are not short, but he has been busy refining treasures, collecting various resources to adjust his magic weapons and cultivation. He is really not very familiar with this ruins, and it is the first time he has heard of this Eight-Stand Immortal Society.

And as Wu Ming explained, he gradually understood.

Simply put, it is a feature of the Huangxu place...

After all, the place of Huangxu is too special. If you say it is rich, it is definitely not. The spiritual energy is in chaos and is definitely not a place suitable for monks to survive.
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