I can't cultivate, but I was forced to rectify the realm of comprehension

This Huqi Mountain was like a big cat lying on its back, and the Myriad Demon Formation was between the big cat's eyebrows. Lan Zhe led the way and led everyone towards the direction of the Myriad Demon Formation.

Walking on the stone road at the foot, the mountains on both sides are bare, without the slightest green, only scattered bright red peach trees, adjusting the color tone.

But as far as the eye can see, there is a huge peach tree at the end of the stone road.

Everyone stopped in front of the tree. This tree was the boundary of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation. They continued to cross the peach tree area and entered the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.

"You take this big leaf ax with you."

Lan Zhe's left hand protruded a large green ax out of thin air. The ax body was green and the handle had a pomegranate, like a big leaf.

Fan Ren took the big leaf axe, and the moment he got it, he staggered forward, almost lying on the ground and eating shit, the ax fell to the ground with a bang, "The nest, is it so heavy?"

Lan Zhe's mouth opened wide, Doudou's mouth opened wide, and the mouths of many foxes behind him also opened wide.

"He can't use this kind of weapon. He is a mortal with no cultivation." Lan Ao'er shook his head.

Lan Ao'er, Lan Zhe, and all the foxes in the back searched for weapons in their storage rings, but in the end, these weapons were useless because they were too heavy.

[Attention the host, the discounted product is about to expire]

Fan Ren entered the system impatiently, clicked on the mall, his eyes straightened, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Weapons and equipment, secret exercises, panacea, and auxiliary consumables appeared in the mall.

Click to open one by one, one discount, one discount for the whole site.

At this moment, I want to enter the Ten Thousand Demon Formation, I lack weapons, and I don’t seem to be able to use other things for the time being. I can’t practice the secret exercises, so what’s the use? The close-by talisman, the Linghai nectar that speeds up cultivation, and the short-term burst of blood Canghai Pills seem to be out of use for the time being.

Look at the weapons and equipment

After clicking on the option, Fan Ren smiled.

【Sword, a gentleman's weapon】

【Knife, Mad Killer】

【Gun, Overlord Way】

【Fan, Bone Bone Extinction】

【. . . . . . 】

There are eighteen kinds of weapons

After thinking about it, everyone in the cultivation world seems to use a sword, and I have never seen other weapons. I don't know if it is because I have never traveled far, so my knowledge is short.No matter, just choose a knife.

There were ten knives, and in the end he picked the most beautiful one. Maybe Fan Ren is also a face controler, but Fan Ren also likes the name of this knife, and looking at the introduction of the knife, this one is also the best one. The price is the same anyway, only 250 million gold, which he happens to have.

[The Burial Sword: Take the prairie fire of the god of fire; the golden pupil of the god of gold; the mysterious water of the god of water; the Qingping wind of the god of wind, it can cut the world, break rivers and mountains, and bury the sky with one knife]

Maybe that's why Fan Ren chose it.Or maybe this knife is the most delicate among the ten, with the narrowest blade.

The knife is seven feet six inches long, eight inches and nine minutes wide, and the whole knife glows like black gold. There are gold threads swirling around the knife like swimming spirit snakes, starting from the tip of the knife and sinking into the pure gold knife. It seems that this golden thread is the heart of the knife.

And when I read the introduction of Zantian Knife, there was always a faint sound of thunder in my ears, and the sound hit the depths of my heart.

Pay and leave.

The foxes can't find a weapon suitable for mortals, no wonder, let alone keep a mediocre thing, they don't even bother to look at it when they encounter it, how could they have it? Don't be laughed at.

"Xiaoren...what's the matter with you?" Seeing Fan Ren was in a daze and his eyes lost all vitality, Lan Ao'er couldn't help but patted Fan Ren on the shoulder and asked.

Fan Ren, who had logged out of the system, blinked at Lan Ao'er, "Er...I'm fine"

At this time, he had an extra knife in his hand. When Fan Ren saw this knife, he became angry. It was a broken knife full of gaps, dilapidated, and rusty all over. The handle was no longer gold, but black. Huhu's iron bumps.

Fan Ren immediately got into the system again, "What the hell, you give me 250 million for this broken knife? Is there any law?"

"Master, please be safe and don't be impatient." The old man Luo Liyin jumped out to scold him inappropriately.

"Peace your grandma's leg, what are the meanings of this, return the knife to you, return the money to me"

"Master, this knife is in its initial state, and you need to polish it to upgrade it yourself. The same is true for all the equipment in the mall."

"..." Fan Ren was speechless, "You're a poor initial kid, do you want 250 million?"

"Of course, this knife is the only one in the Three Realms. It can be called a divine product. If it is a finished product, it is worth 250 million. Besides, the spirit of the knife has not yet been released, and you can't hold the finished product."

"Can't hold it? This broken knife, I can't hold it? Who are you fooling, you damn old turtle."

"Master, you really can't carry it, it's very heavy."

"I don't believe how heavy it is." Fan Ren was still relentless.

"It can crush the entire Huqi Mountain." The old man said in a melodious loli voice, squinting his eyes and twisting his beard.

"Well...you mother, what are you doing so hard for me?"

"You just have to grind out the sword spirit. If you have the sword spirit, why can't you hold it?"

"Still grinding? Grinding you Erbi, what are you doing?" Fan Ren got angry again as he looked at the gapped blade.

"Master, civilization, if you want to be civilized, you can polish it with the orb of grandmist, or you can polish it with the blood of an immortal."

Immortal blood?Is this knife going to drink blood?How could this be raised as a sword spirit, isn't it a fierce spirit?A tic-tac-toe appeared on Fan Ren's forehead, clamoring to return the product.

"Master, if you don't like it, you can ask the mall to recycle it and buy it again."

Can it be like this, why didn't you say it earlier, Fan Ren stopped talking to him, opened the mall, and threw the knife inside.A dialog pops up
[Recycling the Burial Knife, the price is one copper, is the host determined?]

"Fuck you, this hooligan is too hooligan, there is no way for you!" Fan Ren yelled, but no matter how he scolded, the system was still waiting for him to confirm the dialog box with a price of one copper, and there was no change at all. , but had no choice but to click "No"

Coming out of the system again, Fan Ren looked at the broken knife in his hand, wanting to cry.He kept cursing this broken system in his mouth.

Everyone saw that Fan Ren was in a daze, and then came back to their senses and realized that there was an extra tattered knife in their hands. They replied that it was okay, and then they were in a daze. In his hand, he didn't know who he was cursing, and everyone was really shocked: what's wrong with this person.

"Xiao Ren..." Lan Ao'er was worried, could it be that the Ten Thousand Demon Formation has some influence on mortals that even the fox clan doesn't know about.

"Mother, it's okay..." Fan Ren regained his composure, and realized that he had lost his composure in front of his old lady, and his aggrieved and irritable mentality immediately subsided.

Forget it, let’s break the knife. Those gold coins were given to "Golden Stone Fang" by the system, and he got them in exchange for alchemy. Without the system, he didn’t even have half a son, so he had to enter the magic circle Yes, a broken knife is better than going in empty-handed.

Fan Ren held the broken iron knife, weighed it, swiped and pulled it a few more times, walked to the peach tree, swung it up, and chopped off a slightly straight branch. Everyone was startled, and their mouths opened wider than before. It got even bigger, even Lan Ao'er's face changed color, she was startled.

The moment the peach branch fell to the ground, it was as if an earthquake had occurred in Huqi Mountain, and the gravel rolled down on the mountain.But after shaking for a few times, it stopped, and there was no more movement.

"An earthquake?" Fan Ren held a knife in one hand and supported a tree in the other. He didn't expect to encounter an earthquake.In this life and previous life, this is the first time, so this is the feeling.

Seeing that the earthquake had stopped, Fan Ren picked up the peach branches on the ground, quickly cut off the branches with a broken iron knife, sharpened one end, and made a primitive wooden spear.

Looking at the sharpened wooden spear, he nodded in satisfaction, put the broken iron knife into the ring, and shook the wooden spear in his hand, "I'll take this with me, and that's it."

He was afraid that if there was any danger in going in, the broken knife in his hand that looked like it could be broken was useless, and the multiple wooden spears in his hand were also good, and they were made of mahogany to ward off evil spirits.

Everyone looked at Fan Ren like a fool, and even in Lan Ao'er's eyes, Fan Ren had become his father, Fan Xuefeng.

I've seen too many fights with swords, but has anyone ever seen someone throw away the sword and pick up a branch to stab someone?
Fan Ren raised the wooden spear in his hand and pointed, "Is the Ten Thousand Demon Formation over there?"

"Uh...yes, you...do you want to think about it again and change your weapon?" Lan Zhe felt a little guilty, because Fan Ren is a mortal, and he will not be suppressed by the magic circle. You can fight, but monsters can't, and you will be smashed to pieces by the thousands of thunders in the formation.

Let Fan Ren go in, although he had no choice but to propose it, but isn't Fan Ren a real fool? There are countless monsters there, and if something happens, Lan Ao'er will have nothing to do with him.

"It's okay, I'll just use this." Fan Ren didn't care, smiled at his mother, and walked forward.After crossing the peach tree, the air twisted and Fan Ren disappeared.

"Small..." Lan Ao'er still held back and didn't stop Fan Ren, waiting for an answer with too many inconceivable things, her son just did something that no one dared to do for tens of thousands of years.That peach tree was transformed by the thunder-thirsty dragon, let alone cutting off the branches, anyone who picks a peach blossom will be struck by lightning.I don't even know what part of the old dragon that branch is.Why did it stop after only a few vibrations? It shouldn't be.

After thinking about it, she felt something was wrong, and suddenly she seemed to understand something, "No, I want to go in."

"No, you can't enter, you can't suppress your cultivation." Lan Zhe stopped her.

"Elder Lan Zhe, don't stop me, think about it, what my son did just now"

Lan Ao'er became impatient, "He cut down the peach tree, and the peach branch he cut down may be a part of the old dragon, but there is no thunder falling, so what does that mean?"

"It means that the old dragon didn't care about him." Lan Zhe began to deliberately confuse the public, misleading Lan Ao'er.

"Bullshit, what if the old dragon didn't want to hurt the innocent, deliberately let my son in, and wanted to kill him inside?" Lan Ao'er was in a hurry, and swears out of nowhere.

"Mother, have you been waiting for me here?" Just as Lan Ao'er and the others were arguing, Fan Ren came out from the magic circle. Dirt was all over his body and back, and he was dragging a black fox that was bigger than a horse in a panic. The black fox was dead.

The other hand is holding a jade box, and the jade box is crackling around with purple lightning.

Fan Ren laughed when he saw the crowd, but when the crowd saw Fan Ren, their jaws dropped in shock.