"Brother, brother, I'm not sure what kind of treasure your iron spear is. I wonder if I can answer it for me?"

When Wei Dongfeng talked about this, he changed his original laziness and said enthusiastically:

"Hahahahaha, brother, you have such a good vision, how can you be so clumsy!"

"Only people can only see that I made this Qushan Gun extremely brave, but I don't know that my iron Gun was created by my master... Qibao."

"Qibao?"

"Hehe, I have never told anyone about this thing. After you hear it, just treat it as a joke. I can't explain the specific origin."

"That was ten years ago. When I was just fifteen years old, my master took me to a local temple. There, I found a large mural, and then my master made the mural into this gun..."

"Oh, you won't believe it anyway. I have practiced to the Immortal Lord, but I still feel it's quite mysterious."

Wei Dongfeng waved his hand with a smile, as if he was unwilling to continue talking about this matter later.

Li Xiaoyin nodded very consciously.

But the word "Qushan" in Qushan Gun happened to be what I have been thinking about in my mind these days...

It seems that Wei Dongfeng is also the son of destiny. He can even find such a magical object that has been thousands of years ago!

No, not only him, but even his teacher must know the inside story, but they just didn't tell it!

But this is true. They are all immortals, so why do you reveal your foundation with you, a minion?

Li Xiaoyin thought about it and stopped talking silently.

After a long time, a lot of noises in the garden disappeared. Wei Dongfeng slowly got up from the grass, lazily patted the dust on his body, and said:

"The flame disciples in Aoxue Garden have been wiped out a lot. Thanks to your female companion's help, good guy, that girl is very cruel. I saw that she didn't have a whole body."

"Okay, your problem has passed, it's time to go back now."

Li Xiaoyin stretched out his arm and made a face at Wei Dongfeng:

"Hehe, brother is indeed the elder brother. As soon as I come, you will know what I do~"

Wei Dongfeng replied angrily:

"The one who lay here ten years ago was me and the previous generation of General Zhongdu. We both lay here for the afternoon that day and didn't say anything. Who was like you, actually thinking about placing my words..."

"But it doesn't matter. Zhongdu no longer needs the next Zhongdu General, hehe, so you don't have to think about my position."

"But that Fengtian Pavilion, I think those two old men are definitely not able to continue. As long as you can pass the selection of the Shangshen Festival, you should be officially absorbed into the core of Fengtian Pavilion and wait. Ten years later, I hope that we will lead the guards of Zhongdu together!"

After saying that, the young general pulled up the black spear.

The festival...is this the real beginning of the garden tour?
Chapter completed!