In the world of comprehension, monks are more than cultivation bases, masters, magic weapons, and spirit beasts. They have never heard of grandiose comparisons with furnace dings.
The term "luding" in the realm of cultivation is a symbol of lowliness and lowliness. No one would pass the hard-earned cultivation base to others. If you really did someone else's furnace, it would be worse than a dog.
But now, Mo Ye actually regarded him as a furnace ding, and compared with other men in this way, he is dignified and dignified...
"What is a furnace tripod?" Han Xuehui asked suddenly.
"Shut up!!" Jun Huantian and Mo Ye unexpectedly spoke together, and after yelling, they looked at each other at the same time, and at the same time kept their heads away.
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At night, the three chose an open grass field and lit a fire.
In fact, cultivators are not afraid of the cold. It is Moye who insists on lighting a fire. For one thing, it can be illuminated without expending spiritual energy to see things. Secondly, the three of them sit and stare at the fire. It is better to look at the fire to pass the time.
Han Xuehui was indeed hungry, so she quietly took out a bigu pill from Qiankun's bag, and threw it into the mouth by tidying up her sideburns and hair.
She hadn't forgotten that Mo Ye is also a Qi refining period, and she will also be hungry, so she will not share the good things.
But Mo Ye was very busy and didn't see her little movement. There was a magic weapon piled on the grass in front of him, and he was focused on those things.
In the world of cultivation, a magic weapon has a very high status. Having a powerful and unexpected magic weapon can make up for the shortcomings of one's cultivation to a great extent.
The functions of magic weapons are not limited to offensive and defensive categories. They have many attributes, and their functions can be found in all areas of the cultivation life. It is also a pleasure to study.
Mo Ye fiddled with an exquisite emerald green paper umbrella, infused with spiritual consciousness, and the umbrella opened. The plum blossoms on the umbrella surface bloomed against the snow, emitting a faint scent of coldness. With the plum blossom Aoxue, he could still see the sky above his head. What
Then it's gone. This umbrella is for sheltering from wind and rain.
Therefore, it is not a magic weapon, but it is a good thing. Wuyan Beast only uses its aura to drag the magic weapon into the hole, but it is not useful or useless.
Mo Ye threw the paper umbrella into the hairpin space, fiddled with the magic treasure on the ground a few times, and picked out an inconspicuous small red box. The square wooden box did not have too much decoration.
Infused with divine consciousness, the box opened, and there were a dozen small pills neatly stacked inside, milky white with a bit of moisturizing, and the strong fragrance was very good, which was enough to make people salivate.
But what exactly is the function, I don't know, Mo Ye can't taste one rashly, after all, it smells good and doesn't prove that it is not poisonous.
Secretly glanced at Jun Huantian who was not far away. He was looking at the fire to pass the time, his eyes a little dazed.
After thinking about it, I should take back the hairpin space. I am afraid that even if she asks him, she would not believe what he said, so it is better to wait for Zhuang Shao to ask.
After that, another magic weapon with the appearance of a round plate caught her attention. The whole body was jade white and full of aura. It was a low-level and high-grade magic weapon.
Used for defense? Mo Ye injected his spiritual consciousness without even thinking about it, and suddenly...
boom! ! ! !
A loud noise blasted into her ears like thunder, causing her to fall back to the ground, holding her head, and her ears roared, and she couldn't hear anything for a while.
and then? Then there is nothing.
The round plate just made a loud noise, and it didn't have any attack power. It was just a scare thing.
With a loud noise, Han Xuehui almost frightened and cried. At the same time, he caught the opportunity and crawled and hid behind Jun Huantian with tears in his eyes.
Jun Huantian recovered and gave her a cold look.
Mo Ye was a little discouraged, and turned over the magic weapons on the ground at will, and found that with her cultivation base, not much can be driven, except for a few things that look like organ puppets at first glance, at least they must be able to be above the concentration stage Trigger, from the outside, I don’t know what it is for.
Thinking of this, her interest suddenly diminished. Now even the magic weapon despises her low cultivation base. What is so exciting about her
Scribbled all those magic weapons into the hairpin space.
Wait, something seems to be flashing down, forget it, what's so strange about the magic weapon flashing