The next morning, when Wuchuan went to Qiyue Peak to pick up Konghou to the Treasure Hall, he found that Konghou had specially groomed and dressed up. The uncle and the two brothers and sisters of Qiyuefeng were also there.
After meeting each other for a salute, Wu Chuan looked at Konghou's new embroidered shoes: "Junior sister, you are..."
"Senior brother said that many instruments in the Hall of Treasures have spirits. If they have spirits, then they have ideas, and if they have ideas, they have a sense of beauty and ugliness. If I dress up a bit more beautifully, maybe the instruments will appreciate me more." Konghou felt that There is some truth to her thinking. If she enters the Treasure Hall and there is no magic weapon suitable for her, then she will lose face.
Hearing this, Wu Chuan turned his attention to the three master and apprentice Wangtong. How did these three people usually behave as teachers
Wangtong is thick-skinned, and just pretended that he didn't see Wuchuan's eyes: "Don't worry, my good apprentice, you will definitely be able to choose the magic weapon of your own destiny."
"Uncle, I'll take my sister there." Wu Chuan decided to choose silence, he couldn't afford to offend Uncle Wangtong. The last one who provoked Uncle Wangtong, Uncle Qingyuan, is still very angry with Uncle Wangtong.
"Go." Wangtong put his hands behind his back, "Chengyi, Tan Feng, you two will accompany Konghou."
"Yes, Master."
Kong Hou glanced at the two senior brothers and felt that he seemed to be less nervous.
The Treasure Hall is one of the most important buildings for Yunhuamen. The three elders of the sect lived nearby, and if a rogue broke into the great formation outside the Treasure Hall, the three elders would be alarmed.
When a foundation-building disciple enters the hall to choose the magic weapon, the three elders will also appear together. This is also the first time that Konghou has seen the three elders.
The elder who hasn't appeared in the past few years is a female cultivator in the distraction period. Although his hair is already silver, his face is not old. Kong Hou couldn't help but take a few more glances with his gorgeous appearance.
"I have seen Elder Gu Yu, Elder Shu Jiu, and Elder Qiushuang." Wu Chuan saluted the three elders, "The younger generation brought Qiyuefeng's personal disciple Konghou sister to ask for the magic weapon."
"You don't need to be too polite." Elder Gu Yu glanced at Konghou who was following Wuchuan, nodded, and said to Konghou, "Entering the Treasure Hall, it is you who picks the magic weapon, and the magic weapon picks you. Everything is about a predestined relationship. Force."
"There are thousands of magic weapons in it, and the rank is different. But no matter what the rank is, once you choose it, you can't regret it. From now on, it is your half body, your most loyal partner, if you reject your own magic weapon, it will also It's like rejecting your own way." Qiu Shuang took Gu Yu's words and continued, "Remember, the best way is to be compatible with each other."
"Junior remembered it, thank you elder for reminding me." Konghou bowed respectfully to the elder.
"Just remember." Qiu Shuang wiggled her sleeves, the door of the Treasure Hall opened, and it was pitch black behind the door. Elder Qiushuang smiled at Konghou, "Go in, don't be afraid."
"Thank you elder."
Konghou turned to look at the three senior brothers, walked slowly into the gate of the Treasure Hall, and stepped over the high threshold. She looked behind her again, but could no longer see the gate. But she soon had no time to take care of him, because there were too many magical instruments here, and the styles were all kinds of strange, which made her dizzy.
On the top of the head, there are various radiant instruments flying around, and on the treasure stand are hairpins, vases, brushes, fans and other objects.
What surprised Konghou the most was that there were other magical tools on the ground, such as bricks, stones, and wooden sticks. The styles were so common that they seemed to be picked up at random from the ravine. With such magical tools, when they went out to fight, I am afraid they would be embarrassed to dig them out. Come out? No wonder Elder Qiu Shuang specifically said that he could not exclude his own magic weapon.
When she saw a magic weapon like a chamber pot stacked in the corner, she couldn't help rubbing her forehead. It seemed that the first step in becoming a great monk was to be mentally prepared to accept all kinds of strange magic tools.
A beautiful white jade flute slowly flew past Konghou's eyes. Konghou touched it, but the feeling in her heart told her that it was not something that belonged to her, although it was beautiful.
From the outside, the Hall of Treasures is just a building, but after entering, I found out that it is an independent space that allows people standing inside to isolate all the noise outside.
Konghou sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. She heard a lot of noises, the humming of the sword, the sound of the gourd tossing and turning, and the faint music of the qin and xiao.
After an unknown time, she heard a pure and soft voice, like water waves trembling, like snowflakes fluttering, and clear springs gurgling past. She had heard this voice before, and it was all too familiar. Thinking of the past, she felt a little complicated. She opened her eyes and looked at the phoenix-headed musical instrument floating in front of her, and reached out and gently stroked the strings on it.
Fengshou Konghou.
A golden phoenix was hovering on Konghou's body. The phoenix exuded five-colored divine light, and a pair of eyes seemed to be alive, looking straight into Konghou's heart. When her hand touched the phoenix head, the magic weapon instantly became only half the length of a woman's arm, and it lay quietly in Konghou's hand.
"I got the name from the phoenix-headed Konghou. I didn't expect that the magic weapon I got in the end was a phoenix-headed Konghou." Konghou brushed over the phoenix-patterned carvings on the instrument, remembering that his father was addicted to musical instruments and pleasures, regardless of his mother or her. Regardless of the world's past, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"I really have a fate with Konghou." Konghou got up from the ground, clenched the phoenix-headed Konghou, and only heard a pleasant sound on the strings, as if she was very happy that she could take it away.
Konghou fiddled with the strings at random, and found that there was a strong airflow on the strings, and the surrounding instruments avoided one after another, as if he was worried that the airflow from the phoenix head would hurt them.
"My name is Konghou, and you are also Konghou. How can you tell the difference in the future?" Konghou put his hand on the string to stop the vibration, "I will call you Fengshou in the future." He patted his waist, "That's the decision."
"Brother, why hasn't Junior Sister come out yet?" Tan Feng stared at the gate of the Treasure Hall, feeling a little anxious. When he went in to pick the magic weapon, he didn't even use it for an hour.
Wuchuan and Chengyi both practiced the kendo, and the natal sword was polished by himself, so he did not go to the treasure hall to pick the natal magic weapon. Hearing Tan Feng talking, the two of them couldn't help but be a little worried, but their personalities were calmer than Tan Feng's, and they didn't show it.
"Out."
"Junior sister?!" Tan Feng took a few steps forward and saw something like a phoenix and a harp in Konghou's hand, and he paused: "Qin?"
"No, that's Konghou."
Tan Feng turned his head to look at Wu Chuan, the senior brother Zhangpai was afraid that he was stupid, of course he knew that it was his junior sister Konghou.
"I'm talking about the magic weapon in Junior Sister's hand." Wu Chuan said with a stern face, "Phoenix head Konghou."
In the realm of self-cultivation, all the magic tools related to dragons and phoenixes, and the use of spiritual wisdom, are somewhat mysterious.
People who have this kind of natal magic tool are like magic fortune, either have a brilliant life, or go through ups and downs and endure hardships.