Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

"If you say that my self-cultivation stove is rubbish, brother Lin Xiu, please take out a decent magic weapon and have a look."

In terms of strength, he didn't think he was stronger than anyone else, but if he added a magic weapon, Lin Xiu didn't pay much attention to him.

This arrogance lasted only so far.

Lin Xiu raised her hands——

A dilapidated jar appeared before his eyes.

It says:

Weapon random jars. .

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"A...broken jar?"

Ma Xian Hongzai scanned Lin Xiu carefully, but he didn't see any magical storage artifacts similar to the pouch.

This broken jar just appeared out of nowhere, without any trace of the process to be seen.

In the eyes of the three of them, as long as Lin Xiu stretched his hands forward, the jar was in his hands.

Ma Xianhong thought to himself: space ability?How many secrets does he have?

But Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing are just the opposite. What they think in their hearts is:

The same magic weapon as Ma Xianhong's little capsule?Lin Xiu is also a refiner?

Because Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing are warlocks, in their eyes, the space around Lin Xiu has not changed at all, and the jar just appeared out of nowhere.

This is more terrifying than phagocytosis.

There will also be a ray of light appearing in the swallowing bag, and Lin Xiu's storage bag will take out the items without any warning.

If it is used for assassination with a hidden knife, who should not be stabbed first?

You must know that refining masters are indeed very strong, but relatively, they are relatively weak, because they put their whole body and mind on refining.

But Lin Xiu is different. With this abnormal strength, if he can refine weapons, wouldn't he be invincible?

"Hahaha, could this be magic?"

Zhuge Qing was sweating coldly, and his forced smirk made the corners of his mouth tremble restlessly. Even Wang could tell that this guy couldn't accept the reality any longer.

There were three people in front of him, one with a magic trick to kill him in a flash, and the other with a strange trick to kill him in a flash.

Now Lin Xiu not only has the strength to instantly kill herself, but also has the ability to challenge the divine machine.

Then he Wuhou sect is a fart!

After all, he is the number one genius of Marquis Wu of the present age, and he has never been defeated before going to Longhu Mountain.

It's good now, even his only comforting part: Lin Xiu is really good, but I'm a warlock, so I can't compare.

It all became shaky at this moment.

"This... you are indeed much better than me, but compared to my self-cultivation furnace, it is also a big difference."

Hearing Zhuge Qing's joke, Ma Xianhong probably guessed that it wasn't a space ability.

If it weren't for the space ability, he would indeed be inferior in comparison with the pouch.

Of course, if it was just a magic weapon for storing things, Ma Xianhong wouldn't be too shocked.

As long as he is given enough time, he will definitely improve a lot.

"Why don't you eat the bag, I haven't let the baby show up yet."

Lin Xiu looked at Ma Xianhong with a black question mark face.

"what?!"

Ma Xianhong was taken aback for a moment, even if Lin Xiuzhen used this matter as an excuse for this baby who surpassed the pouch, he would lose his anger.

At least it proves that Lin Xiuzhen has something, and he is not the kind of person who must be praised for his self-cultivation.

In the end, Lin Xiu didn't even want to talk about it.

Several people stared at the broken jar again.

Why did everyone ignore it before.

It's because it's really a broken jar with several holes, and it's pitch black when you look inside, and there's nothing there.

So everyone's first reaction was that Lin Xiu was just showing off the magic weapon.

"The problem is that there is nothing in your broken jar."

Ma Xianhong put on a pair of glasses with red light, stared at the hole in the jar, and there was nothingness inside.

When Ma Xianhong was wearing glasses, Zhuge Qing had already opened his eyes to look over. ....

The pot is even made of the cheapest soil pot.

"Hmph, open your eyes wide and see clearly, let's see what an artifact is!"

Lin Xiu shook her hands left and right, and the earthen pot was separated from Lin Xiu's hands, floating in the air alone.

I only heard voices coming from all directions: Come, come, make money with money!

The earthen pot began to shake, and with each shake, more cracks and holes appeared on the body, but it was still pitch black inside.

The sound of thump, thump, thump, thump, echoed in the air, and this sound was extremely familiar.

I vaguely remember the days when I was moving bricks in the dungeon in my previous life. If the earthen pot notebook suddenly burst out after swiping the picture, it would basically mean that the bricks of the day were moved for nothing.

Because the key to open the earth pot notebook is 120 million, and the income of moving bricks to Nightmare Lovely Mountain is only 300 million.

But no gambling dog can tolerate an unopened jar in his backpack!

The frequency of the thumping sound became faster and faster, and there were more and more cracks. A white light shot out from the jar, causing everyone to squint their eyes.

After the light of the earthen pot faded, everyone's sight slowly recovered.

A rusty dagger appeared in front of everyone.

A line of introduction flashed under the dagger, and everyone present could see it:

Tsk tsk, it's so rusty, how do you cut people?

There was a brief silence in the temple.

no?Not in the game, not in reality?

The task is only for white equipment, and now I have spent a total of [-] gold coins, and the one I get is still a white equipment!

What is the concept of five thousand gold coins?

It is equivalent to 50 rice coins!

Putting it in any game, it is the big brother on the list. When it comes to its hands, it will be replaced with a white outfit?

*** Can the earthen pot be pitted a little more?

"Look, I said it was magic."

Zhuge Qing chuckled, he was used to Ma Xianhong's pouch-eating and Lin Xiu's stunt of conjuring objects out of thin air just now.

Now, no one is surprised that a short sword is drawn out of a small broken pot.

On the contrary, as soon as the rusty dagger came out, the effect of the program was immediately full.

It was the first time that Zhuge Qing felt so good, he could not hold back and leaned on Wang Ye's shoulder to laugh.

"I didn't expect this weapon to introduce itself, puff."

Zhuge Qing smiled mischievously. He was nervous about whether Lin Xiu would directly press him to the ground and rub against the Wuhou faction.

It seems to be thinking too much now.

"Zhuge Qing, you laugh so exaggeratedly, isn't it a bit too much, that treasure is still hanging on your magic machine."

Wang also squinted at him, and he could understand this guy's mind at a glance.

No need to guess, Wang also knew that he was frightened stupid by Lin Xiu just taking out the earthen pot out of thin air.

Now it's hard to see Lin Xiu embarrassing, so I can't help it.

Driven by Zhuge Qing, Ma Xianhong also laughed a few times.

The rusty dagger was still floating in mid-air, Ma Xianhong approached slowly, admiring the 'broken copper and iron'.

At the same time, he said to Lin Xiu:

"Actually, there's no need to compare between us. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you. Just rely on me with peace of mind. The greatness of the self-cultivation stove is beyond the reach of the whole world—"

"Fuck?"

Ma Xianhong's words were cut off right here, and he let out a startled cry, which startled Liu Dang, who had just come out of the self-cultivation furnace.

Liu Dangben thought that he would become the focus when he came out, and everyone would feel incredible around him, but he didn't have time to tell everyone that he felt Qi.

I saw Ma Xianhong's eyes were almost glued to the dagger in front of him.

No one in the audience paid attention to Liu Dang, and they were all attracted by Ma Xianhong.

Watch him see the hilt little by little from the blade.

Every place is stained with rust, the blade is not sharp at all, and the two sides are so rounded that there are radians.

"Master, what do you do with a broken sword so engrossed?"

Zhuge Qing still had a smile on his face, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"This texture, this line to create..."

"Rare, too rare, it's really not an exaggeration to call it an artifact!"

Liu Dang, Zhuge Qing, and Wang Ye: "What!?"

Lin Xiu: Huh? .