At the pavilion outside the mountain, Long Xixiang watched Li Yuan enter the mountain, and was quite curious about what he would gain from his trip.

"The outer armor is first, the inner armor is second, the hammer soldiers are third...

Long Xixiang yawned subconsciously. He hadn't slept for many days. He was really sleepy, but after adjusting his breathing slightly, he became energetic again.

"Uncle Master!"

At this time, a burly and rugged man came quickly, with several disciples behind him carrying tea, wine, and various dried fruit snacks.

After looking at the sad man, Long Xixiang touched his chin:

"Who are you?"

"...I, green pine, mountain green pine."

The man gave a wry smile and introduced his hand: "My master Cang Xianzhi, my disciple is now guarding the Shenbing Hall, do you still remember me?"

"oh."

Long Xixiang nodded and remembered something:

"Qingsong, I remember that you had a blood transfusion forty years ago?"

*...disciple is ashamed."

Shan Qingsong was a little embarrassed, turned around and took the tray, pouring tea for Long Xixiang:

"In the past forty years, we have been diligent, but we are still stuck in the last step of integrating body and spirit, which makes my uncle laugh."

“It’s just a little closer.”

Long Xixiang is holding a teacup. The integration of body and spirit is the last step to understand Yin and Yang, and it is also the most dangerous step. If there is a slight mistake, the energy and blood will be mourned, and the worst case will be death on the spot.

But among the more than 100,000 disciples of Longhu Temple, there are really very few who can reach this stage.

Even fewer dare to take this final step.

"At this point, we have been gone for almost twenty years. Maybe it is because we are old and timid, and gradually we don't dare to leave."

Shan Qingsong sighed, not wanting to mention this sad thing, so he changed the subject:

"Uncle, you didn't even inform me in advance when you came. I also want to meet our little junior brother."

"It's not too late to meet him when he comes out."

Long Xixiang was sipping tea, and then he remembered: "How many magic soldiers have increased or decreased in the mountains over the years?"

"this......"

Shan Qingsong scratched his head and looked back at the two serving disciples:

"Uncle Master is asking you something!"

"this......"

The two disciples had grimaces on their faces, and one of them hurriedly made a confession, turned around and left. Not long after, an old man with a sad face came dragging him over.

"Return to my uncle."

The old man looked old, but he was actually very old. He bowed his hands in fear, and after hearing the question, he answered:

"In the past forty years, there have been four fewer divine soldiers in the mountain. The last one was taken away by Junior Brother Long, which was the black jade unicorn armor. Seven more were added, and the latest one was the flesh and blood Four Vajra Dharma Armor...

He treasures the magic weapons in the mountains very much and is in charge of the movement of the magic weapons in and out of the treasury:

"Currently, there are twenty-three divine soldiers in the mountain, sixteen superior divine soldiers, four top-grade divine soldiers, and twenty-three remnant soldiers. Among them, weapons account for 90% and armor accounts for 10%...

"Um?"

Long Xixiang frowned slightly, and the old man shuddered subconsciously and almost knelt down. Only then did he realize that this great uncle was not targeting him, but was looking at the person not far away.

"Junior Brother Xin?"

Shan Qingsong also saw the person coming, and couldn't help but frown: "What day is it today? Four of the six true traditions of the sect are here."

"Uncle, Senior Brother Shan."

Xin Wenhua bowed his hands in greeting, sat down calmly, and poured himself a cup of tea:

"I heard someone said that Junior Brother Li has come to the Divine Weapon Hall, and I stopped by to take a look at the other senior brothers."

He smiled without saying anything, and Shan Qingsong also came to his senses:

"It's no wonder, if we had met people like Junior Brother Long and Junior Brother Li back then, we would have had to use up all our shares before the sect's assessment."

There are only six true successors in the Longhu Clan generation, and if one person comes up, another must come down. After Li Yuan ascended to the second position of Longhu, the other true successors naturally couldn't sit still.

"If you encounter two at once, what can you do?"

Xin Wenhua sipped the tea carefully and found it very bitter. He had been called the second child for ten years and suddenly became the third child. He was somewhat uncomfortable adapting.

Of course, those who had a harder time adapting than him were Shan Hong and Lin Fangchui.

Because the true inheritance assessment is conducted in the Dragon and Tiger Tower...

"Dragons have their own ways, rats have their own ways. It's not a bad thing if each one goes his own way."

Shan Qingsong smiled and asked:

"Junior Brother Xin, why don't you go and give it a try?"

"If it doesn't work twice, it won't work a few more times."

Xin Wenhua sighed, there is no warrior in the world who has no desire for divine weapons, but this cannot be controlled by human power.

His master's unparalleled talents are the fifth person on the list of heroes in the world, but he has not been recognized by the magic weapon as his master?

"There are always exceptions."

Shan Qingsong raised his left hand, and the blue-black dragon-scaled fingers were attached to the five fingers, exuding a cold luster:

"We thought it was impossible at the time, but we didn't expect to find one later. Look at the color and brilliance, it's really beautiful...

"..."

Xin Wenhua's eyes twitched, and he was shocked to realize that this old bastard had gone around in such a big circle just to show off his magical weapon.

The two chatted happily, but Long Xixiang did not participate. He only took a sip of tea from time to time, and when he wanted to be lost in thought, he would gaze out into the mountains and forests.

"Junior Brother Li, I think it will be late at night when you come out. Why don't you go to our place for a drink first?"

After drinking up several pots of tea, Shan Qingsong opened his mouth to ask.

"Qingsong, if I remember correctly, the magic weapon will take the initiative to shine when it recognizes its master?"

"ah?"

The mountains and green pine trees were startled, how could you ever forget this?

He was about to answer when he heard a "swish" sound and Xin Wenhua jumped up. He followed the sound and saw a faint silver light among the mountains and forests.

"Is there a magic weapon who recognizes his master?"

Xin Wenhua was envious and shocked. It would be fine if it was Li Yuan, but if it were several others...

As soon as he thought about this, Xin Wenhua couldn't sit still anymore. He jumped up and rushed towards the forest: "Brother Shan, please register for me."

.....

The Shenbing Hall is one of the three halls in Humen and has the guardian of the Shenbing Hall.

But the magic weapons were not placed in the attic as expected, but scattered among the mountains and forests.

"The divine weapon is self-obstructed and cannot be obtained by those who are not destined to it."

Lin Fang casually pulled out a long knife stuck in an old tree, weighed it with his hands, and tried to activate it with his true energy, but there was no response.

"No."

Lin Fangzhui sighed. He didn't even know if the sword he wielded was a magic weapon, because there were dozens or hundreds of times more weapons of various grades scattered in the mountains and forests than magic weapons.

If the divine soldier doesn't show up on his own initiative, it will be very difficult for him to find him, let alone recognize his master.

"laugh!"

Lin Fangchai casually inserted the long sword back into the tree, and quickly walked through the dense forest. Every weapon he saw, whether it was a sword or something else, he would pick it up and play with it.

Although he uses a sword, if there is a divine sword that he recognizes as its master, he wouldn't mind practicing with a sword instead. For the same reason, a gun can also be used.

But...

From the bottom of the mountain to the top, Lin Fangzhui became more and more disappointed. Fortunately, he passed by Shan Hong and the two of them on the way, but they also had no gain.

"Destined, what do you mean by destined?"

Lin Fang chased him down to the top of a mountain and looked around the mountains and forests. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked towards the cliff, and a faint brilliance came into his eyes.

Divine weapon!

Lin Fangzhui's heartbeat quickened and he rushed towards the cliff without thinking.

But before reaching the edge, there was a swish sound, and a figure jumped up from the cliff, holding a long knife with dazzling silver light in his hand.

This light is so dazzling, more dazzling than the light falling in the mountains and forests.
To be continued...