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Since Lin Ming took away the Phoenix Blood Spear in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, many disciples have been stimulated. They have been practicing hard these days and want to come to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion to hunt for treasures and try their luck. They don't expect to get the best holy weapon. If you can get a low-grade holy weapon, you will be satisfied.
This feeling is like being in the mortal world. I heard that someone dug up gold nuggets (natural gold nuggets, extremely rare, and worth much more than the gold found out) while digging in the fields. Others did not care whether they had this or not. Luck, they all went to the fields to dig the ground.
"What? You only need one thousand contribution points to enter the Sacred Artifact Pavilion. Why did you accept two thousand from us?" Several new disciples looked at Song Baifeng and glared. They had finally saved up one thousand contribution points and wanted to come to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion. By chance, he was blocked by Song Baifeng.
Song Baifeng arrogantly rode on the fire lion, looking down at these dying Firebird Temple disciples with an expression like looking at a toad. With these things, they still want to come and collect treasures? If you don't urinate, what kind of virtue will you show yourself?
He said lazily: "Whatever I say is how much it is, whether you fucking want to get in or not!"
Song Baifeng is having a hard time these days. He doesn't dare to bully Fairy Feng anymore. It's not that he's afraid of Fairy Feng, but that he's afraid of the artifact spirits of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion. The artifact spirits of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion are his. My immediate boss, at least avoid the limelight for now.
With the loss of some blackmail targets, Song Baifeng suddenly became nervous. After all, in this position, he had to manage things up and down. Otherwise, why would he stay here for twenty or thirty years?
So, Song Baifeng began to attack the disciples of other small sects, but there were not many disciples of these small sects, and they didn't have much oil and water, which made his life a little difficult.
"You are simply unreasonable!" The disciples' faces turned red and they were about to say something else. Suddenly, they saw Song Baifeng rolling off the Fire Lion as if his buttocks were on fire. With a flattering smile on his face, he looked like a slave of a grandson. In the blink of an eye, he was completely different from the other person.
Before these disciples could figure out which song Song Baifeng was singing, they saw Song Baifeng nodding and bowing to a young man who had just escaped from the light, saying: "Master Lin is here, Master Lin has invited you, Master Lin is here to visit you." For the second top-grade holy weapon, oh my, it seems that our Sacred Artifact Pavilion has another top-grade holy weapon that needs to find its master. Only with a genius like Master Lin can a top-grade holy weapon be fully utilized. Use it."
Mr. Lin?
Lin Ming couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this title. He was a commoner and a person who had ascended from the lower realms, but he actually became a young master?
Song Baifeng is such a smooth person. Even if he calls Lin Ming his father now, he won't even blink. He leads the way with great diligence, completely ignoring the few civilian disciples behind who are completely dumbfounded.
After Lin Ming entered the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, these disciples recovered from their stunned state. Their eyes were opened. How could a person be so arrogant and respectful? How did he develop such shame? .
"Bah! What kind of person is this? He has become a slave to this extent. He looks at the children of a big family as if he were his own father. How can such a person practice martial arts? He will never even think about entering the divine transformation in his life. Expect!"
"That's right, it's so irritating. What's so great about being a child of a big family? He is born with a golden key in his mouth, and his abilities are all built up by resources. If I were born into a big family, I would be ten times better than them."
Another disciple said unwillingly, seeing Lin Ming's treatment and comparing it with his own, how could he not be jealous?
"Big family? What did you two hear? Haven't you realized who just came in?" The third disciple with the highest cultivation level shook his head helplessly, "His surname is Lin, and the family surnamed Lin in Fengming Palace is How could Song Baifeng be so respectful? It shouldn't be said to be respectful, it should be said to be fearful. Moreover, Song Baifeng had already said that this Young Master Lin came here for the second top-grade sacred weapon. In other words, he had I have already taken one, and those who can take the top-grade holy weapon are very rare among the young disciples of Fengming Palace. If you compare it with his sixth-level life-destruction cultivation, don¡¯t you still know who he is?¡±
When the other two disciples heard what they said, how could they not understand? One disciple suddenly realized: "He is the one who recently took away the Phoenix Blood Spear and defeated the fourth-level Heavenly Nine Meteor Huo Yanguang with the fifth-level life fall." Lin Ming?"
"It turns out he is Lin Ming. He looks like a handsome scholar from the secular world. There is nothing special about him!"
"What can be so special? Once the breath is collected, it is no different from ordinary people. When the breath is released, we can't stand in front of him! A few days agoIt was still the fifth level of death, but now it is the sixth level of death. "The leading disciple shook his head and patted the two brothers on the shoulders.
"You don't come from a big family, you can still gain respect from others, as long as you have strength"
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In the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, Song Baifeng was leading the way with a smile on his face, walking like a eunuch in the palace of the mortal world.
"Master Lin, take a look. This euphorbia is the top-grade holy weapon that you exchanged for the Phoenix Blood Spear after you took it away. However, the quality is much inferior to the Phoenix Blood Spear. Young Master Lin definitely doesn't need it anymore. There are eight top-grade artifacts left. Holy weapon, which one do you want to choose?"
Arriving at the center of the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, Song Baifeng introduced him very diligently. His posture did not look like he was coming to the Sacred Artifact Pavilion to collect treasures. It was like he was buying clothes at a street stall, choosing which ones he liked.
¡°However, Lin Ming does have the capital to choose at will. He doesn¡¯t have to consider whether he passes the test or not. He can pick whatever he likes. This is the confidence brought by strength.
"I don't even want weapons. Let me introduce the alchemy furnace, rings, robes, necklaces, and armor. The focus is on rings and necklaces."
Lin Ming is also not short of robes and alchemy furnaces. He has the Nine-Feather Heavenly Clothes and Huayang Furnace sent by Huo Yanguang. Although they are only high-grade holy weapons, they can be used. Armor is not the most important thing. Now Lin Ming What I want most are rings and necklaces.
That necklace is actually a talisman, worn by a very ordinary-looking red rope, just like the small handicrafts sold at stalls in the mortal world.
"Okay!" Song Baifeng certainly couldn't ask for the opportunity to perform.
"Young Master Lin, this ring is called the Eye of Truth. It can break through illusions and speed up the recovery of physical strength and true energy."
"And this talisman necklace is called the Will of the Saint. It is not something from my ancient Phoenix clan. It was obtained from an elder of Fengming Palace after he killed the enemy. The origin is rather mysterious. According to the analysis of the elder, it is an ancient The fragments of will left behind by the saint after his death have existed for hundreds of thousands of years and have not been annihilated. They were obtained by a refiner and sealed into a talisman necklace to refine it, which can increase the soul power and willpower of the wearer."
Song Baifeng finished introducing the necklace and ring, and Lin Ming nodded slightly. Sure enough, the increase in combat power of jewelry-type holy weapons is much smaller than that of weapons and armor, but their value is higher than other holy weapons of the same level.
Song Baifeng went on to introduce several other top-quality holy weapons. Among them, the sun-piercing sword and the sun-shooting bow were both top-quality holy weapons that were no less powerful than the phoenix blood spear. However, Lin Ming could not use them now. The alchemy furnace, robes, and Although the armor was good, it was not an urgent need. Lin Ming thought about it and chose the ordinary-looking necklace amulet - the Will of the Saint.
¡°That¡¯s it!¡±
Lin Ming looked at the dark brown necklace amulet in the air. It looked inconspicuous at all. If it wasn't hanging in the Sacred Artifact Pavilion, it would be difficult to notice it.
Lin Ming had his own plans for choosing Saint Will. Although this necklace amulet does not increase combat power much, increasing will and soul are attributes that Lin Ming likes very much.
The soul is related to his understanding and his cultivation. As for his will, his will is one step away from becoming a golden fighting spirit, and his combat power will take another leap. However, taking this step is extremely difficult. He fell from the fifth level of life to the sixth level of life. The fallen war spirit did not increase much and was still hovering on the edge of the golden war spirit. Lin Ming wanted to find an opportunity to break through the golden war spirit.
After Lin Ming finished speaking, his body turned into a stream of light and fell directly into the light of the saint's will. The light flickered for a moment and then quickly became silent, like a lake that had swallowed a pebble.
Song Baifeng watched from below, silently counting the time in his heart, ten breaths, twenty breaths, thirty breaths
At eighty breaths, with only half a stick of incense, Lin Ming fell from the sky, landed calmly, looked up at the sky, and the radiant sun belonging to the will of the saint began to shrink, and after a moment, it completely shrunk. After absorbing the saint's will, the necklace amulet also fell down and landed on Lin Ming's hand.
The whole process was relaxed and freehand. Lin Ming's face remained calm and his heart did not beat, as if he had done a trivial thing.
"High! It's really high! As expected of Master Lin, the top-grade holy weapon that Jiuyun's strong men couldn't get with all their efforts, Master Lin got it like a bag. It only took half the time to stick an incense stick. I've seen it before." A genius who has obtained the best holy weapon, but it also takes a quarter of an hour, and consumes a lot of money, as if he has gone through a big battle. He cannot be compared with Lin Shao. Lin Shao's talent and potential are beyond the reach of Fengming. Palace, five hundred years in the past and five hundred years in the future, I¡¯m afraid no one can compare with Master Lin in this aspect!¡±
Although Song Baifeng had long expected that Lin Ming would take the Saint's Will, he did not expect it to happen so quickly. However, he truly admired his flattering words. He had been guarding the Sacred Artifact Pavilion for so many years and had seen countless young heroes. When trying to get the best holy weapons, even if I did get them occasionally, I would still be out of breath and exhausted. Compared with Lin Ming, they were as different as clouds and mud.
Lin Ming naturally had no intention of paying attention to Song Baifeng's flattery. He touched the necklace amulet in his hand. The amulet was as cold as ice, and just when he was carefully feeling the properties of the amulet, something unexpected happened to him.
He felt that the sleeping Rubik's Cube in his heart seemed to wake up after sleeping for a long time, and moved slightly
?¡(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)I don't know how many young heroes came to get the best holy weapons. Even if they did get them occasionally, they would be out of breath and exhausted. Compared with Lin Ming, they were as different as clouds and mud.
Lin Ming naturally had no intention of paying attention to Song Baifeng's flattery. He touched the necklace amulet in his hand. The amulet was as cold as ice, and just when he was carefully feeling the properties of the amulet, something unexpected happened to him.
He felt that the sleeping Rubik's Cube in his heart seemed to wake up after sleeping for a long time, and moved slightly