The sound coming from the corridor startled Fang Xiu and Xia Xiran, and they both looked around. Fang Xiu tensed up even more, and released the mental power that enveloped the entire corridor, and even explored the sarcophagus in the main hall.

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Except for a slight banging sound outside, there were no living creatures in the palace. As for the sound just now, Fang Xiu was a little confused. After all, it is difficult not to encounter strange things when doing this kind of thing.

"Come in."

Fang Xiu pushed open the stone door of the weapons warehouse and walked in while covering Xia Xiran.

The space in the weapons warehouse is very wide, and there are many weapons placed on the stone shelves, arranged according to type. Among them, there are many swords and their placement is very conspicuous, but guns, hammers, and axes are located in the corners of the wall, and there is a lot of dust.

"This is a low-level spirit armor."

Xia Xiran's eyes were quickly attracted by the red and blue spirit armor on the wall. She reached out to get it, but found that she was not tall enough to get it. So she wanted to get up and jump, but found that she couldn't jump. Even if she squatted

Jumping on the ground doesn't work either. It seems like something is stuck to my feet on the ground.

"There's something weird about this room. I can't even jump up." Xia Xiran frowned and said in confusion.

Fang Xiu wanted to jump, but before his feet left the ground, he suddenly felt an invisible force that pushed him directly to the ground. This feeling was different from gravity. He didn't feel it when walking, only when he jumped.

will be suppressed.

"Could it be the gravity formation?" After Fang Xiu finished speaking, he reached out to grab the long sword on the stone shelf. He couldn't reach the spiritual armor high up, so he should have no problem grabbing the spiritual weapon in front of him.

A strange scene occurred. When Fang Xiu's hand was about to get close to the spiritual weapon, a white light flashed past and flicked Fang Xiu's hand away.

Xia Xiran looked serious, took out the dagger and stabbed the spiritual weapon on the stone shelf. Before the dagger could touch the spiritual weapon, it was bounced back by the force of the spiritual weapon, even causing Xia Xiran's arm to go numb.

"This is not a formation, it is a restriction." Xia Xiran was well-informed and quickly understood the current situation, and explained patiently, "Whether it is a spiritual weapon, spiritual armor, or spiritual medicine or fruit, as long as they have spiritual energy on them

If they fluctuate, you can put restrictions on them. There are many benefits of restrictions. One is to prevent theft; the other is to prevent the loss of spiritual energy and ensure that their grades do not drop."

"Spiritual weapons and weapons have different service lives apart from their different grades and materials. If a warrior's weapon is used too much, the blade will be broken and the weapon will become scrap metal. The same is true for spiritual weapons. Once the spiritual energy is exhausted, it will

Many abilities will be lost. For example, flying with a sword and controlling the air." After Xia Xiran finished speaking, he sighed and said, "It seems that it is impossible for us to take away these spiritual weapons."

As far as she knew, the ban was difficult to break.

With the spiritual weapon right in front of him, how could Fang Xiu have the heart to give up?

Weapons are often available, but spiritual weapons are not always available. In Liangzhou City, spiritual weapons are extremely scarce. Even Xiantian realm masters still use ordinary weapons. If you can get one of these spiritual weapons, you can not only improve your current combat effectiveness, but also improve your combat effectiveness in the future.

After breaking through to the Qi Refining Realm, the weapon problem was also solved.

"Is there no other way?" Fang Xiu said unwillingly.

"There is a way, but with your strength, you simply can't do it."

"I have protected you all the way, but you actually look down on me. If you miss this opportunity, it will be gone. What can you do?"

Fang Xiu couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart. He was different from Xia Xiran. His life and identity were comparable to Xia Xiran's. Perhaps, with her family background, she could not look down on these low-level spiritual armors and spiritual weapons.

But Fang Xiu was different. He knew that his status was humble, and he did his best to make his mother eat and drink enough and move around freely.

Asking that cheap dad Fang Jingwu for a spiritual weapon? Are you kidding me? His eldest brother Fang Ming didn't even have a spiritual weapon when he broke through to the Qi Refining Realm. Will the Fang family skip Fang Ming, the young sect leader, and give it to themselves? In their eyes, he is nothing more than a spiritual weapon.

He's just a piece of bad luck.

"Violent destruction! Destroy the restrictions on the spiritual weapon, and you can get the spiritual weapon." Xia Xiran suddenly laughed when she saw Fang Xiu trying to destroy the restrictions, "Only monks with a golden elixir or above can destroy the restrictions.

You are not even in the Qi Refining stage, how can you get the strength to break the restriction..."

Before Xia Xiran could finish her words, she was immediately shocked by Fang Xiu's behavior.

The spiritual energy in Fang Xiu's body gathered on his fist, punching one after another, as if fighting in the air, causing the white light to flash on the stone shelf. As Fang Xiu's punch speed became faster and faster, the flashing frequency of the white light also increased.

accelerate.

Just when Xia Xiran thought that Fang Xiu had no ability to break the restriction, a scene that shocked her for the rest of her life occurred.

The restriction set up by the Golden Core cultivator actually cracked under Fang Xiu's attack, and the cracks continued to lengthen. Finally, a white light flashed, shattered into countless fragments, and dissipated.

"How is this possible... I underestimate you."

Xia Xiran watched Fang Xiu wave the spear in his hand, and reorganized his words.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how powerful the restraints of the Golden elixir monks were. Monks of the same level could not rely on external force, let alone destroy the restraints. If they were not careful, they would be injured by the rebound of the restraint force.

Fang Xiu was just a monk in the Xiantian realm. With his strength, he was able to run away in the face of a high-level monster, and he was able to destroy the restrictions, which was an eye-opener for her.

"How will you know if you can break the restrictions above if you don't try it. I have to say, this spiritual weapon feels good." Fang Xiu waved the spear in his hand and came to the next restriction with satisfaction.

With the injection of spiritual power, the one-foot-long spear body seemed to come alive, turning into a hungry beast, madly swallowing a steady stream of spiritual energy.

Fang Xiu was startled, but thinking that the spiritual weapon had been sealed in the palace for so long, it was normal to absorb more spiritual energy. But gradually, Fang Xiu became uneasy. Most of the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea was sucked away, and this guy was still there

Not satisfied, still absorbing.

This is not a spiritual weapon, it is simply a spiritual energy devourer.

"Xia Xiran, what's going on with this spiritual weapon? It keeps absorbing my spiritual energy and has drained half of it. If this continues, my spiritual energy will be drained."

Xia Xiran curled her lips, looked at the shrunken Fang Xiu, and suppressed a smile to answer: "I forgot to tell you, there are two types of spiritual weapons, one requires a drop of blood to identify the owner and make him a partner; the other

If they have independent consciousness, they must either reach an agreement or make them surrender. Otherwise, they will madly devour the host's aura and restore their own spirituality."

Where's the momentum you had in educating me just now? It's better now, I deserve it!

This situation is not fatal. Struggling to death will drain the spiritual energy in Fang Xiu's body. Xia Xiran felt relieved after seeing Fang Xiu deflated, so he reminded: "Bite the tip of your tongue and spit the blood on the spear to complete the drip."

The blood recognizes the Lord.”

The spiritual weapon suddenly lost control, making Fang Xiu love and hate him at the same time. He hated himself for being uneducated. After listening to Xia Xiran's words, Fang Xiu did not dare to bite the tip of his tongue carelessly and spit a mouthful of blood on the spear.

The moment the blood came into contact with the spear, the gun body trembled violently. Even if Fang Xiu suppressed it forcefully, he was unable to control the spear and finally got out.

"How dare you, a mere ant, make your gun master surrender! Leave me alone!"

The spear in the air suddenly spoke, but the next second, the restriction in the space suddenly exerted force, and countless runes were slapped on the spear. The violent power rolled up the spiritual weapon on the stone shelf, forming a small storm, and began to wreak havoc.

Destroy all around.

Although Fang Xiu and Xia Xiran were confused, they saw that the situation in front of them was out of control and hurriedly left the weapons depot.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Under the attack of the storm, cracks began to appear on the walls and stone shelves. The low-level spirit armor hanging on the wall suddenly broke free of its restraints and directly attached to Xia Xiran's body as if it had been reborn.

The red and green spirit armor was accidentally put on Xia Xiran's body, and then her temperament gradually changed. Without the clothes full of holes, this suit of spirit armor had a more heroic temperament.

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Fang Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up. He was used to treating Xia Xiran as a beggar. After seeing her current appearance, he wanted to praise her. But when he thought that it was inappropriate to do so, he had no choice but to pull Xia Xiran's hand.

The hands escape.

"Boy, don't just run away. Come back and save me."

The spear caught in the aura storm wanted to break free, but found that it was almost impossible to do so with its current aura stock. After all, it had just woken up, and the aura that needed to be replenished was huge. It could only open its mouth with the little aura it absorbed.

You have done your best by speaking.

"You can't do anything with the spiritual energy storm, how can I save you? I can't save you!"

Fang Xiu stood outside the door, looking at the dozens of holes in the weapons warehouse that had been destroyed by the spiritual energy storm. He knew that given the power of the storm, he would definitely die if he fell into it. All he could do was pray in his heart for good luck with the spear.

"Boy, as long as you save me, I am willing to assist you for a hundred years." The spear continued to hit the wall, and even violently collided with other spiritual weapons, and said angrily, "With my ability, I will definitely train you within a hundred years.

Become a strong person with golden elixir."

When Fang Xiu heard this, his heart suddenly moved. With his ability, could he become a golden elixir monk within a hundred years? Fang Xiu didn't know, and he didn't even know if he could live to that age. However, in this world of the jungle, the strong are the strongest.

Your Majesty, if you can become a Golden Core cultivator, wouldn’t it be difficult to get an official position in Liangzhou City? Even if you can’t become a Golden Core cultivator, then it shouldn’t be difficult to become a Qi Refining and Foundation Building cultivator and establish your own business, right?

"Damn it, you are so cruel. I am willing to surrender!"

Changqiang did not expect that his request would fail to impress him. Although he was unwilling to become the ant's companion spiritual weapon, now that it was a matter of life and death, it could only choose to compromise. Living is really a beautiful thing!

"Ah!" Just when Fang Xiu was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a pain in his arm and looked at Xia Xiran with his teeth bared.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and shed your blood to recognize your master!"

Xia Xiran stared at Fang Xiu with a look of hatred for steel. Every spiritual weapon has its own arrogance. The spear looked like it was not ordinary. According to her observation, the spear cut off many spiritual weapons in the spiritual energy storm.

Now that he is willing to become Fang Xiu's companion spiritual weapon, he is simply lucky.

"Okay." Fang Xiu bit the healed tongue tip again and spit out a mouthful of blood towards the spear in the spiritual energy storm.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the spear, and after a moment it turned into a white light, breaking away from the whirlpool of the spiritual energy storm.
Chapter completed!