"Don't be arrogant. The treasures here are very effective against demons. Are you sure you don't want to take them?"
At this moment, Elder Hua on the side also advised He Fan.
He Fan still smiled and shook his head.
It¡¯s not that the magic weapons here are really useless to him, it¡¯s just that He Fan feels that they have little effect.
He wanted to continue going in to see if there was anything better. Anyway, He Fan knew that even if he didn't take it, Lu Qingfeng would probably give him a piece of self-defense.
Therefore, if there is a better choice, He Fan will naturally not choose here.
"Short-sighted, the demons are not something that your ordinary magic weapon can resist."
At this moment, Monk Pu Ling on the side also took the opportunity to mock He Fan.
Hearing these words, He Fan just curled his lips, too lazy to argue with the old monk.
Since He Fan didn¡¯t take them, the three sects naturally took the parts they needed after discussing them.
In the blink of an eye, all the magical weapons in the inner hall were taken away.
At this moment, everyone turned and walked in through the small door on the side of the inner hall.
Inside, there are various jars of elixirs placed. Under each shelf, there are notes indicating the uses of these elixirs.
"Look, can you refine the elixir here?"
At this moment, Lu Qingfeng looked at He Fan and asked softly.
He Fan nodded, walked up, picked up a pill bottle, opened it and smelled it.
Then he shook his head and said to Lu Qingfeng: "There are some medicinal materials in here that I have never smelled before. They must be extinct now."
Hearing He Fan¡¯s words, Lu Qingfeng shook his head.
"It's a pity" secretly.
"Oh, you can tell just by smelling it. How strong do you think your alchemy skills are?"
At this moment, Pu Ling took advantage of the opportunity again and mocked He Fan.
He Fan glanced at the other party helplessly, seeing that the other party should not be so mean.
Besides, he is still a monk, so his state of mind is too bad.
He Fan remained calm and silently took out the token of the master-level alchemist in his alchemy alliance and waved it in front of Pu Ling.
"Can you figure out what this token represents?"
He Fan looked at him and said calmly: "Since you are a monk, just keep your heart. Where do you come from so many words?"
At this moment, Pu Ling's complexion turned blue and purple, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Taoist Priest Guiyun on the side smiled and said: "I didn't expect that this elder is so good at alchemy. No wonder Sect Leader Lu values ??him so much."
During the conversation, he also had some praise for He Fan.
This made Pu Ling even more upset. He just nodded silently and said no more words.
Soon, several people collected all these pills again.
"We have to deal with the next room carefully. Whether the magic weapon inside can be taken away is still unknown."
At this moment, Lu Qingfeng finished collecting the elixirs and his expression became serious.
Following his words, the rest of the people nodded. Only He Fan showed a little curiosity on his face.
Immediately, several people left the elixir store and entered the room at the back.
As soon as he came in, He Fan's expression changed slightly.
There are not many magical instruments in this room, only about ten.
But each of the magic weapons looks like a fake that is close to the real thing.
Machine level!
What caught He Fan's attention the most was the pool in the center of the room.
The water in the pool was filled with demonic energy, and in the middle of the pool was a long sword.
If that was all, He Fan would just treat it as a magical artifact of great origin.
But this sword, whether in shape or length, is exactly the same as his ancient long sword!
Even the color looks exactly the same as the ancient sword after the seal was released.
"Can I try to pick up one of the things here?"
At this moment, He Fan took a deep breath and asked Lu Qingfeng.
As soon as he said this, Lu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "If you can take it away, of course you can."
"Don't be arrogant. The magical weapons here are all from the top masters of each sect during the war between the demons."??Left. "
At this moment, Na Pu Ling found an opportunity and said to He Fan again: "It's not you who picks the magic weapon here, but the magic weapon that picks you!"
¡°You¡¯ll know after you try it.¡±
He Fan smiled slightly and said softly.
As he spoke, he walked straight towards the sword.
Looking at the direction in which He Fan was heading, Lu Qingfeng's eyes instantly narrowed.
Taoist Tianshu said yesterday that if He Fan can get this sword, he will be the person the sect master said when he passed it on!
Just now, he was still thinking about how to let He Fan try to get the sword. Unexpectedly, He Fan actually took the initiative to go there.
When he came to the pond, He Fan realized that the sword was inserted here, continuously absorbing the evil energy escaping from the pond water!
"It actually needs to be nourished by demonic energy, which is very different from the ancient sword.
¡°It¡¯s similar¡¡±
He Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and murmured.
He took a breath, slowly flew up, hung above the pool of water, and slowly placed his palm on the hilt of the sword.
"Hmph, that's the sword left behind by the Demon-Slaying Heavenly Lord. How could he pick it up!"
Pu Ling narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer.
"Fellow Taoist Pu Ling, why are you so hostile to the elders of our sect?"
At this moment, Lu Qingfeng turned his head and looked at Monk Pu Ling.
As Lu Qingfeng finished speaking, Pu Ling's expression was obviously startled, as if he didn't react until now.
Pu Ling frowned, then shook his head and said softly: "It's the poor monk who lost his composure."
Hearing what Pu Ling said, Lu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said no more.
Here, He Fan's hand was completely on the hilt of the sword.
Almost as soon as the sword was grasped, a streak of demonic energy surged out from the hilt.
"It's exactly the same, even the resistance that surges out is the same"
He Fan squinted his eyes, took a breath, raised his left hand, and the ancient sword appeared instantly.
Seeing He Fan suddenly pull out a nearly identical sword, everyone present looked shocked.
And the moment the ancient sword was taken into hand, a raging sword intent instantly spurted out from the ancient sword.
The seal on the sword began to dissipate rapidly at this moment!
It¡¯s over!
He Fan's heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him that the ancient sword was very likely to lose control again.
In an instant, the Nascent Soul in He Fan's body also opened its eyes at this moment, and the complex energy began to rush out of the Nascent Soul and rushed towards He Fan's limbs and bones.
"Sect Master, help
I can give you a helping hand! "
At this moment, He Fan gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.
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