The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"Come out." Ming Fan was helpless and shouted silently in his heart.

"No." Sanmao snorted and began to pretend to be dead.

"What's so scary about a silver spear? Besides, you yourself are a shapeshifting spiritual weapon."

She really couldn't understand what was so scary about a silver spear, not to mention that the spirit of the weapon was still sleeping in the dragon's roar.

Compared to the sleeping spirit of the weapon, the three spears are magical weapons that have taken shape and are top-notch among magical weapons.

Is it afraid of what's inside the silver gun?

Ming Fan suddenly had a guess, and his eyes fell on the "Dragon Roar" in Rong Hua's hand again.

Ming Fan couldn't get anything out of Sanmao, so he simply changed his target.

Compared to Sanmao, Qianren's personality is much more extroverted. When Mingfan summoned him, a jade Ruyi floated out...

Ming Fan's mouth twitched: "Be a human being for me."

Although she and Qianren have known each other for some time, she still doesn't know what Qianren's true identity is.

A peaceful white light was emanating from Yu Ruyi's entire body. When Ming Fan said that, its figure flashed and turned into a human form, appearing in front of Ming Fan and grinning at him.

"I'm just trying to make a good impression on that person."

Ming Fan: "Who?"

Although she asked, her eyes never left the silver-gleaming spear.

The silver spear lay there quietly, making people want to know the truth even more.

Qianren hid behind Mingfan and looked at the silver spear in Ronghua's hand with great vigilance: "The thing in there is about to wake up. Sanmao just told me that it and that thing are..."

"Shut up!"

Sanmao, who had refused to come out just now, suddenly changed his appearance and roared at Qianren in a cold voice.

Qianren seemed to have foreseen this, and the corner of his mouth lifted up slightly to reveal a barely perceptible smile, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

It thought to itself, "Humph! I knew you would react like this."

However, on the surface, Qianren pretended to be innocent and pitiful, as if he had suffered great injustice.

He moved slowly and cautiously towards Ming Fan.

"Come out here." Sanmao stared at Qianren, and Qianren looked at Mingfan.

Qianren: "Look at him~"

Three Spears: "..."

Not only is his mouth as open as a sieve, but now he is coveting his sword master. He really wants to kill him with one sword.

Qianren hid behind Mingfan, made a face at Sanmao, and whispered in Mingfan's ear: "He said that he and the silver spear are enemies. Tsk tsk tsk, a feud for generations."

Ming Fan: "?"

Rong Hua: “?”

Is there such a thing as feud between magical instruments?

Ming Fan looked at Sanmao, and sure enough, Sanmao's face was even darker than before.

Rong Hua looked at Ming Fan, then at the three spears beside her, and finally at the spear in his own hand. He was already thinking about whether he should pull the spirit of the weapon first or the three spears if the spirit inside woke up.

Ming Fan looked at Sanmao with a strange expression: "What hatred or grudge could make you so scared?"

"I'm not afraid!" Sanmao argued with his fists clenched.

Ming Fan tilted his head, a triumphant smile on his face: "Not afraid? Then why are you hiding?"

Sanmao looked at the spear in Ronghua's hand with disdain. Even if he didn't tell them, they would know it when that guy woke up. In that case, Sanmao suddenly smiled and looked at Ronghua with some gloating.

I wonder what choice Senior Brother Mingfan will make when the time comes if he knows what the thing he has is like.

Ming Fan looked at his changing expression and kicked him without hesitation: "Don't keep me in suspense."

Sanmao showed a rare bit of unnaturalness on his face this time: "Well, actually, you'd better put it down now."

After Sanmao said this, his figure flashed and disappeared.

Rong Hua was stunned. Sanmao actually said this to him.

The spear in his hand suddenly moved, Rong Hua hurriedly lowered his head, only to see that the spear in his hand was trembling slightly, and there was a soul in the spear that was about to wake up.

No one knew when Xiao Yunyang and Le Shan came over.

Several heads gathered together curiously, looking at the silver spear in Rong Hua's hand.

Suddenly, Xiao Yunyang raised his eyebrows and released Yingyue. Feeling the questioning gazes of Mingfan and the others, Xiao Yunyang smiled faintly.

"She wants to come out."

She must have seen it right, Xiao Yunyang actually laughed. You know, something that could make Xiao Yunyang, who had a cold face for thousands of years, laugh must be very difficult.

This made her even more curious.

When Qinglan Tiger and Lion saw them suddenly gathered together, they couldn't help but move over.

Qinglan Tiger Lion: "What are you looking at?"

Ming Fan: "None of your business."

Le Shan: "What does it have to do with you?"

Rong Hua: "Go away."

Qinglan Tiger Lion: "..."

Okay, okay, it’s just an outsider.

After Yingyue came out, she landed beside Ronghua and circled around the silver spear in his hand for a few times.

"It's about to wake up." Yingyue spoke, her voice as ethereal as ever.

As soon as Yingyue finished speaking, the silver spear in Ronghua's hand began to vibrate, and as time passed, the silver spear vibrated more and more violently.

"If you want to possess it, you must take this opportunity to tame it. However, it...has always been simple-minded, so it shouldn't be difficult."

Yingyue looked at Longyin and said to Ronghua, but at the end, she felt a little uncertain.

Before spiritual weapons recognize their masters, they will screen the monks who want to obtain them in their own way.

Simply put, if a monk can tame it, he will naturally gain its recognition.

Rong Hua naturally understood this principle. He knew how difficult it was to have a magical weapon with a spirit.

His current spear is a transformable magical weapon. When not in use, it is wrapped around his waist in the form of a belt, and it transforms into a spear during battle.

This was when Qingyang Sect was poor. He saved and practiced frugality for ten years before buying it at the Spirit Weapon Workshop at a huge price.

Although he is not poor now, no, although this magic weapon is exquisite, it is just an ordinary magic weapon after all. It cannot be compared with the Dragon Roar in his hand.

Rong Hua secretly made up his mind that he would definitely take down Long Yin.

The silver spear in his hand vibrated more and more violently, until it began to struggle. But no matter how it moved, Rong Hua held on to it tightly and refused to let go.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Hua felt the silver spear in his hand begin to calm down, and his phoenix eyes lit up.

"Done?"

"I guess... not yet." Yingyue stared at Long Yin who had calmed down and said uncertainly.

Qianren didn't know when he ran behind Yingyue: "Hello, sister, my name is Qianren."

Yingyue turned around and smiled at Qianren. They had met before in the Map of Ten Thousand Demons. She had an impression of this spiritual weapon with a mysterious body and the ability to change into a thousand forms.

Qianren wanted to say something else when he suddenly felt a wall of people standing in front of him.

Further up, there was Xiao Yunyang's face, which was so cold that it could freeze someone to death...

Qianren curled his lips and hid behind Mingfan consciously. What's the big deal? It's just a matter of talking to your spiritual weapon. Why do you look like you're guarding against thieves?

"You all know it?"

Ronghua couldn't help but look at Yingyue curiously.

Judging from what Sanmao and Yingyue said just now, it is absolutely impossible for them to say that they don’t know each other.

The Yingyue sword swayed slightly and she nodded gently.

"We are all spiritual instruments within the sect... the Red Lotus Secret Realm that you have entered." Yingyue explained, "When the Red Lotus Secret Realm was not yet a secret realm, we were all created by the sect master."

Sanmao has completely pretended to be dead. Ming Fan blinked when she heard it. So that's how it is. She suddenly felt that this world was a huge secret realm of red lotus.

What happened in the Red Lotus Secret Realm can actually happen again on another continent.

"What happened next?" Ming Fan said as he moved closer and couldn't help gossiping.

Yingyue thought for a moment, trying to find a suitable explanation: "Later, Sanmao and Longyin became mortal enemies."

Rong Hua was stunned for a moment, his fox eyes narrowed, and Ming Fan was full of doubts.

Why does it feel like I said it and yet it seems like I didn’t say it?

They felt like they heard it but somehow it was as if they didn't hear it.