Cultivation world prohibits discrimination magic weapon

Lin Yuan'an grinned: "Oh? Are you finally angry?"

Lei Zimo replied coldly: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, but... this gun is worth 20 billion..."

Lei Zimo: "!!"

He looked at the spirit gun in front of him that he had pinched out of shape, and suddenly a cold air rose from his back.

Impulsively made himself burdened with a huge sum of billions, Lei Zimo's intestines were full of regrets, and he was extinguished by a basin of ice water when he was originally angry.

This is not making money anymore, it has become debt repayment.

Lin Yuan'an looked at Lei Zimo's broken clothes hanging scattered on his body, with a flustered and embarrassed expression on his beautiful face, and was immediately amused.

"Heh..." Lin Yuanan casually threw the gun into the trash basket.

Lei Zimo frowned, he really didn't know what to do now, and he owed a huge sum of money in just a few days, he really wanted to find a mountain to hit him to death.

Lin Yuan'an turned around and sat back on the priceless carved chair, crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at Lei Zimo who stayed where he was.

This spiritual gun was personally forged by a master blacksmith in the demon world. It is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and ordinary people can't hurt it at all. However, Lei Zimo broke the gun easily just now. Zi Mo was curious about his cultivation.

He raised the teacup and took a sip, "Forget it, it's just a gun, as for the compensation..."

As soon as he heard the word compensation, Lei Zimo was like a discouraged ball. He owed so much debt and never paid it off.

Lin Yuan'an thought for a while, "If you protect me and successfully build a foundation, we will cancel this debt." Lin Yuan'an's words left Lei Zimo with no choice.

It would be great not to lose money, Lei Zimo secretly rejoiced in his heart, it was not difficult for him to just help build the foundation, so he agreed casually.

"Also, your poor attire is degrading my identity, I just teach you a little lesson today." After speaking, Lin Yuanan threw several sets of expensive cassocks to Lei Zimo.

"In the future, you are not allowed to wear these cheap clothes in front of me, or I will burn them every time I see them."

Lei Zimo held a pile of clothes thrown from the opposite side with both hands, and he didn't know what Lin Yuan'an meant for a moment.

He hesitated and asked, "Is that also the reason for the previous cassock?"

"That's right, please don't be ignorant!"

In the end, Lei Zimo came out of Linyuan'an's house with a big pile of clothes in his arms in a dazed state. Yaoji, who happened to pass by the door, looked at the torn clothes on his body, and then at Lei Zimo's dull expression .

He instantly made up countless plots. How could this local tyrant play so big after being silent for a few days?

Lei Zimo returned to his room like a wandering soul, he silently took off his shabby clothes and put on the clothes given by Lin Yuanan, he looked at the pile of clothes that were so high that the hills were so high that he looked miserable , At this moment, he finally understood that these rich people have a good face, and even the guards around them have to dress decently.

The value of the clothes this time was many times higher than those burned last time, but compared to the 20 billion owed just now, Lei Zimo suddenly felt less pain.

At this time, Lin Yuanan sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. As soon as he closed his eyes, he repeatedly thought of the scene where the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Lei Zimo just now. The little master didn't dare to resist yet, he suddenly felt a little dry.

Lin Yuan'an opened his eyes, he was a little puzzled, why he just expected Lei Zimo to disobey his request next time, so he could think of countless ways to tease Lei Zimo.

"Tsk!" Lin Yuan'an felt that he was really dazed. He obviously didn't feel anything about Lei Zimo, and he even disliked him. This feeling is defined by Lin Yuan'an as just for fun. After all, how could he He would care about people like Lei Zimo.

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The date for the opening of the secret realm is getting closer and closer. Lei Zimo has been guarding Linyuan'an honestly for the past few days. After all, in order to offset the 20 billion debt, he has to perform well.

Outside the small town at this time, the elders of the Artifact Refining Sect were holding a detector, and the secret realm would be opened in less than twelve hours. The camps of different sects occupied different areas in the huge open space, and each sect offered a building magic weapon for temporary rest, which made the open space look quite lively and bustling.

For this trial, each sect sent a few respectable cultivators to sit outside the secret area, not only to protect the safety of the disciples, but also to indirectly give the sect a face.

The most attention-grabbing place was Wan Jianfeng's camp. No one expected that Ji Yifeng would actually come here in person this time. For a while, the gate in front of Wan Jianfeng's building was full of people.

After all, Ji Yifeng had just broken through to the late stage of transformation, and his appearance at this time undoubtedly demonstrated Wan Jianfeng's absolute strength.

But Ji Yifeng in the building didn't care about this, he held a lot of books in his hand, and looked into the distance from time to time, he had come several days in advance, just waiting for Lei Zimo to appear.

He originally wanted to go directly to Wuchen Mountain to find someone, but when he thought of Lin Yuanan was there, he held back his pace, after all he was so angry that he hurt Lin Yuanan with his hand.

Yaoji and the others went out early to look for that little Fuxiu, but Lin Yuanan was drinking tea in the room unhurriedly. He looked up at Lei Zimo who was sitting outside the door. Wearing the clothes he gave, he held a piece of dogtail in his hand and looked into the distance boredly.

Looking at the unique cyan sky of Wuchen Mountain, Lei Zimo wondered whether Yaoji and the others had entered the secret realm now. Obviously this secret realm is rare to see, but Lin Yuan'an didn't know why he was not in a hurry at all.

A violent airflow gradually appeared in the sky on the square. This was a sign that the secret realm was about to appear. All the young disciples were waiting anxiously. There are also Tianji elixir and cultivation cheats, all the young people are gearing up.

"Brother Hammer hasn't come yet?" Yaoji and the others who turned into prototypes hid in Xiao Fuxiu's backpack.

Their cultivation has already exceeded the limit of entering the secret realm, and the four of them can only change back to their original form to suppress their cultivation.

"Wait a little longer..."

The one who was even more anxious was Ji Yifeng, he was walking up and down the building with his hands behind his back, this secret realm was about to open, why didn't Lei Zimo come?

He has already made up his mind that when this secret realm is over, he must convince Lei Zimo and take him to Wanjian Peak, far away from Lin Yuan'an.

"Look! The secret realm is open!"

A ray of light shot down from the sky, and many monks who couldn't wait had already set off to fly to the secret realm. The elders of the Artifact Refining Sect had confirmed that there were many good things in it, and everyone wanted to rush in to grab the best things.

The scene was a little chaotic for a while, everyone was trying to get in, so that the entrance of the secret realm was so crowded that many people entered the secret realm with half of their bodies, and the other half were still stuck outside. In the end, the elders of various sects couldn't stand it anymore Alright, let all the little monks line up with numbers.

Such a trial meeting is undoubtedly a good time to compare, not only compared with sects but also compared with financial resources, and even compared with luck.

Xiao Bailian got the number 101 at the number taking place, and he was very satisfied with his number plate, after all, it was the first among thousands of people.He deliberately raised his voice, "So it's number 101." When his words spread, everyone immediately looked in his direction, and many people were simply jealous.

There were quite a few people who got the lower number cards, and they sighed in frustration one after another. Not long after Xiao Bailian was proud, the unremarkable little Fuxiu who was behind him got number 1.

Xiao Fuxiu gathered the schoolbag with four magic weapons on his back: "Great! I actually got number 1!"

Xiao Bailian's eyes were so red that they were about to bleed immediately. He looked at Xiao Fuxiu, who was dressed plainly, wearing a disciple's uniform, even an outer disciple, and he spat, "Tsk! Shit luck!"

Thousands of people lined up to enter the secret realm. The opening time of the secret realm this time is only 2 hours. If you miss it, I don’t know if there will be a next time.

Lei Zimo stared at the sky in a daze. He didn't know why Lin Yuan'an didn't leave yet. Thinking of Lin Yuan'an's strange temper, he didn't dare to take the initiative to ask, and he didn't even dare to look back into the room.

In the room, Lin Yuanan looked at himself wearing a black gold mask in the mirror. Under the half of the mask, there was a sharp-edged silhouette. The bridge of the nose and the lower lip were beautiful. The eyes behind the mask were like eagles in the night, and the brows were flying obliquely. Wrinkled tightly, in order not to reveal his identity, he had to do this. He was also negligent when he went to find Lei Zimo in a fit of excitement last time. Fortunately, no one from the demon world found out.

He has always been flamboyant, and wearing a mask like this is not used to him at all.

"Let's go..."

Hearing the voice from behind, Lei Zimo turned his head and looked at Lin Yuan'an wearing a mask, he showed no extra curiosity, after all he couldn't guess what the local tyrant was thinking.

"Oh, the secret realm is about to open. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to catch up!"

"Do you need to say that?" After Lin Yuan'an sacrificed Feiyu Qionglou, he walked up unhurriedly. When he was about to leave, he saw that Lei Zimo hadn't followed. He looked at the bottom of the stairs. Lei Zimo, "Why didn't you follow?"

Lei Zimo was a little embarrassed, he scratched the back of his head, "No... I'm afraid I'll crush the boss' magic weapon as soon as I go up."

"I don't want to say another nonsense!" Lin Yuan'an became impatient.

Seeing Lin Yuan'an's appearance, Lei Zimo neither advanced nor retreated, and finally said bravely: "If it is crushed, you can't blame me!" After saying that, Lei Zimo jumped up Qionglou, he didn't even dare to go up the stairs.

The moment he jumped onto Qionglou, Qionglou swayed twice, and then a flash disappeared into the air.

Just when everyone got their numbers and was about to enter the secret realm, a luxurious Feiyu Qionglou appeared in the sky, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The little monks lining up couldn't help discussing.

"Which family's disciple is it? He actually sits in Feiyuqiong Tower?"

"I don't think so. Few people have Qionglou. It should be the head or elder of some sect?"

"..."

Just when everyone was guessing, Qionglou leaped over the heads of all the monks in line and flew into the secret realm first under the eyes of everyone.

The little monks who were queuing immediately exploded.

"Who is it! They actually jumped in line!"

"If we meet in the secret realm, we will never let him go!"

"Come on you! Those who can use Qionglou are not rich, and you might be the one who gets killed in seconds."

"..."

There was still a lot of discussion outside, but the scene in the secret realm made Lin Yuanan almost go berserk.

Lei Zimo didn't know that he had entered the secret realm. At this time, he was dizzy and a little dizzy. This was the first time he sat on such a fast magic weapon. As soon as Qionglou stopped, he immediately covered his stomach and supported the nearest One of the pillars spit up. "Wow...uh..."

However, what he didn't know was that the pillar was Lin Yuan'an, his patron.

Lin Yuan'an, who was spat all over, was furious at this moment and wanted to strangle Lei Zimo to death on the spot.

An angry roar came from Qionglou: "Lei Zimo!!"

The author says:

Lei Zimo: Is it my fault for motion sickness?Spread your hands——