My cultivation script went astray

Zhong Sheng vaguely remembered that when his father Zhong Shiji took him to get the magic weapon, Chen Lang had mentioned this request.

In the end, his father got impatient and finally handed the evil bell to him.

But this special thing is really gone.

If there is really something of this level, it must be at least a magic weapon of the middle and upper level of the golden elixir.

"Or, you can borrow the brush of Master Zhong? That will definitely work." Zhong Sheng said.

"That's a good idea." Chen Lang thought that this kid was quite a genius. He had a master by his side, how could he forget it.

"Then go and try it."

Zhong Sheng thought that Master Zhong would probably not agree, and that thing was not something that ordinary people could control, so he added: "But I have another way, I can help you ask."

Chen Lang came to Wangyue Mountain, Zhong Haoran was not there, but the good news was that Zhong Yuling was there.

And she was writing with that big brush.

"The words are beautiful." Chen Lang stepped forward and took a look.

Every day, I saw her writing, and I didn't know what she was writing, just like drawing talismans.

Can it be used?

Zhong Yuling turned her head, a little confused, "He should have gone to other sects to negotiate, and he probably won't be back in the next two days."

Can't come back? Isn't that just right.

"Can you lend me your brush?" Chen Lang asked.

"This?"

Zhong Yuling handed the brush over, "Here."

Chen Lang picked up the brush as long as his forearm. The whole brush was black and transparent. It looked heavy, but it was actually very light. The moment his fingers touched it, he felt something like an electric current passing through his body, as if he was being checked by something.

Then, the brush jumped back into Zhong Yuling's hand.

"Don't be so stingy, I haven't seen enough." Chen Lang said.

Then he saw that the brush stood up vertically, and Zhong Yuling reached out and stroked the soft hair on the head, "Be obedient, good."

Then, the brush returned to Chen Lang.

Damn, weapon spirit.

Chen Lang felt that this thing was probably unusable. He had a sword and a weapon spirit, and he knew whether others could use it.

Sure enough, after trying, he found that he couldn't control it. He used his true energy to inspect it, and it was really just an ordinary brush.

"Can you tell it to let me control it." Chen Lang said.

"That won't work."

Zhong Yuling shook his head, "My father said that if you want to use this thing, you need to have a thorough understanding of the Taoism in it. He asked me to write every day, and I only mastered about two-tenths of it."

"Why, do you want to write? Here are some papers for you to write."

Zhong Yuling thought about it for a while, and then brought a thick stack of papers over, "This is a week's supply, I will write all for you for free, don't tell him when he comes back, how about it, am I good to you?"

"Do your homework yourself." Chen Lang was not interested, and he was studying the brush, and the system did not pop up the option of adding points, which meant that this thing was not a skill and could not be added.

Zhong Yuling pouted, just say it, how could anyone be interested in this thing, write every day, and now see this brush and feel annoyed.

Suddenly, Chen Lang had an idea.

If I can't take the brush with me, can't I just take the person with me?

"There's a fun place, do you want to go?" Chen Lang asked.

Zhong Yuling's eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person seemed to have taken a breath from Zhou Tianzheng who had lost his mind, and her spirit was immediately full, with light in her eyes.

"Go!"

Chen Lang thought for a moment and guessed the feasibility, "It's not very fun."

"Go even if it's not fun!"

She watched Chen Lang grow up, didn't she know whether what he was going to do was fun?

Chen Lang stared at the brush: "If you control it, what kind of opponent can you deal with?"

This determined whether he would take the girl with him, he was on a mission, and he didn't want to bring a burden.

"Except the sect master, everyone else is no problem." Zhong Yuling said.

"Really?"

"Really, I have fought with Zhou Tianzheng, the speech elder, and Zhong Shiji, and they all said they couldn't beat me."

Chen Lang: ...

Come on, go play somewhere else.

When Chen Lang was thinking about whether there was any other power he could borrow, Zhong Sheng suddenly sent him a signal through a magic weapon.

He pulled away, and Zhong Sheng was very enthusiastic. When he saw Chen Lang, he said: "There is a way to get what you want."

"What is the way?"

Zhong Sheng took out a jade disc with a vibrating membrane like a cicada's wing. When a wave came, the vibrating membrane vibrated and a voice came.

"Who."

The voice was neither male nor female, but neutral. Maybe he had taken voice-changing medicine.

"Tianju." Zhong Sheng replied.

At the same time, he made a shushing gesture to Chen Lang, reminding him that the other party was extraordinary.

"What's the matter?" the other party asked.

Zhong Sheng said to Yuan Yuan: "I have an order. I don't know if you can take it. Money is not a problem."

"Tell me." The other party's voice was flat.

Zhong Sheng said, "I want a magical weapon that can kill Jindan cultivators, and kill several at a time. It's best if it can be used in the foundation-building stage.

The people in your Tianluo have great magical powers, so they should have such a thing. Don't worry, I will definitely not tell you the origin after the matter is completed. After all, everyone's identity is kept secret, I understand."

He turned to Chen Lang's request and reminded Chen Lang implicitly at the same time.

Tianluo?

Isn't that the opponent I have to fight this time?

Chen Lang was a little confused, but Zhong Sheng should understand this, so he listened patiently.

"Yes."

The other party replied, "Do you want it to be a one-time use or one that can be used multiple times?"

Is there really such a thing?

Chen Lang said: "What's the price for one-time use? What's the price for multiple uses?"

There was silence in response to him.

After a moment, Leng Youyou's voice came, "Tianju, I gave you the means of contact because I think you are trustworthy, not because I want you to sell my information to others."

Zhong Sheng's expression changed and he hurriedly explained, "This is a very good friend of mine. He will not leak secrets. Don't worry."

Chen Lang took the communication device and chuckled, "Oh, I have been in Tianluo for so many years and I am somewhat famous, but I am not as cautious as you.

It seems that your position is not low, but I have made my request. My order is not small, and it should be worthy of you. If you are so nervous, you can't do big business. "

The other party was silent for a moment, forgiving the fact that his identity had been sold, and said:

"Eight hundred thousand spiritual stones can be used at one time, and three million spiritual stones can be used multiple times to start. It depends on the specific power of the hand."

When Chen Lang heard this, he almost cursed, but fortunately he was well-educated and said calmly:

"The price is a bit high."

"You have to figure out first what your request is." The other party replied, "Do you want to slaughter the Jindan family? According to your request, it should be a not weak family, and the income should not be lower than this."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Chen Lang said: "I heard that the Lu family was slaughtered, but nothing good was found."

"You are well informed." The other party was a little surprised that Chen Lang knew about the Lu family. This kind of thing was suppressed by the Tianjian Sect and ordinary people could not know about it. It was considered as acquiescence to Chen Lang's unusual identity.

"His things were taken away by the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, which is not a small amount. If you are interested in knowing, I can help you ask."

"Do you know him?" This surprised Chen Lang. It turned out that Lao Deng was also organized by Tianluo.

"I don't sell information." The other party replied coldly.

"I'm not interested. I just have a grudge against him."

Chen Lang said: "Let's talk about the price. It's a one-time, fixed-price price. How many spiritual stones are there?"

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