Chapter 5 The Golden Scale Stick
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After coming out of the living room, Qi Tian tightened his fists and said to himself: This tribe hunting will definitely win the championship in one fell swoop, and the Soul-Starting Lotus and other objects are determined to win.
He made up his mind to focus on practicing the Qiankun stick technique in the next ten days, but after looking at his empty hands, Qi Tian shook his head and muttered, "After he came back three years ago, he was depressed. What weapons are there?"
After a little contemplation, Qi Tian quickly recovered and walked out towards the southeast of the tribe with his head raised.
After about half an hour, Qi Tian came to a place called "War Ape Blacksmith Shop"!
Seeing the three-foot tall old ape inside, pounding with an iron hammer that was even more pounding than a washbasin, Qi Tian took a deep breath and shouted, "Uncle Mu!"
After saying that, he walked over and walked over, and soon came to the old ape. At this time, Muyuan also noticed Qi Tian's existence.
The fiery red arm suddenly exerted force, and then the huge body trembled and the sound of knocking was even more intense. After a short while, a long stick appeared in front of Qi Tian's eyes in the shape of a vague cone.
Seeing the long stick cone casting completed, Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and a touch of sweat on his face, smiling and said, "Isn't this Qi Tian? What wind blows you to Uncle Mu today!"
"Uncle Mu, I want a stick for cultivation. Do you have one here?"
Without any hesitation, Qi Tian directly explained his intentions in the future.
"The stick used for cultivation? Qi Tian, have your cultivation recovered?"
When Mu Yuan heard Qi Tian's words, he was startled, then looked Qi Tian up and down for a long time, then pointed at Qi Tian and exclaimed incredible surprise.
Nodding, Qi Tian scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Uncle Mu, do you have any here? If not, I will go find Uncle Tie!"
Tieyuan: One of the two major artifact casters in the Iron Wing Tribe, and is a second-level artifact caster as Muyuan!
The casting master is divided into nine grades, the first grade casting mortals, and the second level can casting human weapons. Therefore, in the lineage of the war apes, the casting masters are very outstanding.
"What's the matter? Will Uncle Mu have no sticks here? Besides, it's better to use it for my nephew Qi Tian. If you don't have it, you have to have it."
When he heard Qi Tian say he was going to find Tie Yuan, Muyuan was furious and roared with a beard and staring.
Qi Tian was overjoyed when he heard this, and two fingers behind him quietly stood up, his face full of pride.
Tie Yuan and Muyuan were originally brothers of the same school, but they had a fight a few years ago, so they couldn't listen to each other's good things at this time.
Qi Tian made this move with retreat to advance, and he succeeded without any effort.
Of course, he could see Qi Tian's little thoughts, but Mu Yuan was unwilling to expose them. After all, he was very happy that Qi Tian could recover.
After smiling, Muyuan suddenly frowned and said with a little ashamed, "But, oh, Uncle Qi Yi, there is really no stick here with the best mortal weapon, how about the top mortal level?"
Weapons are divided into six levels: ordinary, human, earth, heaven, holy, supreme, and four levels: the highest, middle and lower!
Qi Tian was already overjoyed without caring about Muyuan's expression. Even if he entered the Silver Tribe, he had only obtained a pair of mid-grade boxing gloves in the Battle of the God of War. At this time, the top-grade weapons of the mid-grade mortal level had far exceeded his expectations.
"Uncle Mu, where is the stick? Take me to see!"
I couldn't wait to shout, Qi Tian was so impatient at this time and cared about the top-grade sticks of the mortal level.
Seeing this, Muyuan shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the stick that had just been placed in the ice spring water, and without saying anything, he turned around and walked into the house.
Seeing this, Qi Tian accelerated his pace and quickly followed, feeling full of expectations for the weapons he was about to get.
Under Muyuan's leadership, after passing through the tens of thousands of twists and turns, Qi Tian finally came to the front of a small wooden house that looked very dilapidated.
The ragged appearance and the plaque hanging on the treasure room were even more crooked, and a wasteful aura immediately came to my face.
"Uncle Mu, are you sure you didn't lead the wrong way?"
I couldn't believe that such a treasure as a top-level mortal level would be here. Qi Tian looked at Mu Yuan suspiciously in his eyes and thought to himself: Could it be that he was reluctant to let me go to the place where the defective products were piled up?
I didn't understand what Qi Tian meant there, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on Muyuan's dark face. I haven't done much to clean up over the years. It really doesn't look like a good place.
"Okay, come in with me, do you still want the stick?"
Using cold snorting to relieve the embarrassment at this moment, Muyuan strode forward and retreated the wooden door, standing by the threshold and said arrogantly.
Seeing this, Qi Tian dared to say anything else, so he ran over happily and rushed into the wooden house in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he entered the room, Qi Tian felt that he was in a bad mood.
Looking around, the room was spotless, with bright weapons placed in it, with swords and sticks as the most.
"How about a bad guy? Your Uncle Mu has a lot of collections. These are all good things from the mid-level and top-level mortals. You are the first little guy brought in by Uncle Mu!"
Looking at Qi Tian's shocked look, Muyuan's confidence was greatly satisfied. He proudly raised his head and said with a calm look.
After swallowing, Qi Tian turned his head, and said dryly, "Uncle Mu, are you sure I can choose whatever I want?"
Nodding, Mu Yuan was very satisfied with such admiring gaze and waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, Qi Tian, your dantian is restored, and of course Uncle Mu will choose whatever you want!"
"yeah!"
Hearing this, Qi Tian screamed excitedly, and flexibly flipped back and forth, jumping up and down excitedly.
Then he ignored Muyuan, Qi Tian let out a roar and his eyes shone brightly at the shelf full of weapons.
Qi Tian chose to ignore weapons such as swords and swords and quickly came to the stick area.
This is a large frame, with four sticks of different colors and types placed on it: long sticks, short sticks, numbsacks and mechanical sticks.
Long sticks and short sticks are not as many sticks as you see in your daily life, but one is golden and the other is silver. On the golden sticks, a giant ape roaring towards the sky is lifelike, and silver flowers bloom brightly on the silver sticks.
As for the varied nunsaka and mechanical stick, Qi Tian didn't look at it too much, because they did not meet the requirements of the Qiankun stick technique.
His eyes wandered between the long stick and the short stick, and he reached out to grab the short stick, because he subconsciously thought that the short stick was more suitable for him.
Buzz...
Suddenly, my chest trembled, my mind buzzed, and I heard the illusory sound again: Long stick!
The extended arm stopped abruptly, Qi Tian frowned and thought: Do you want to choose a long stick by yourself in the Supreme Space?
Without too much hesitation, Qi Tian turned his palm and took out the golden long stick next to the short stick.
The right hand turned, and the long stick waved with great might. For a moment, the sound of air friction exploded, and the stick shadow wrapped Qi Tian's body inside.
After a long time, Qi Tian came back to his senses from this feeling of relaxed control, carried the long stick on his shoulder, quickly walked to the already dull Mu Yuan, and excitedly said, "Uncle Mu, I want this!"
Hearing the words, Muyuan did not answer, but stared at Qi Tian with a strange look, which made Qi Tian very puzzled. He looked down at his golden retriever's body, and asked in confusion, "Uncle Mu, is this? What's in me?"
Shaking his head, Muyuan came back from the shock, looked at Qi Tian with unbelieving expectations, and asked, "Oh Qi Tian, are you sure you have never used a stick before?"
Muyuan was not shocked. Qi Tian had just shown more skillful than those who had used long sticks for decades, especially those who could dance long sticks into stick shadows and many skills to exert force. Muyuan almost thought that the person standing in front of him was the strong man from the Silver Tribe.
Qi Tianze didn't know this, and he didn't think at all when he heard this, and replied, "Yes, I used to solve problems with fists, and never used sticks!"
"Okay, so, Qi Tian, you are a natural warrior. Although our war ape lineage is roughly human, we have the bloodline of the ape and monkey tribes in our bodies. Sticks are the most powerful means of our tribe. Uncle Mu will be relieved to be this golden scale stick in your hands!"
After confirming that Qi Tian used the stick for the first time, Muyuan was overjoyed and shouted excitedly.
I don’t quite understand why Muyuan was so excited, but when I heard the name of the long stick, Qi Tian was shocked and said, “Golden Scale Stick? Isn’t this a weapon created by Uncle Mu and Uncle Tie? It is said that it seems to be a low-grade treasure of human-grade!”
Hearing Qi Tian's exclamation, a trace of complexity and reminiscence flashed in Muyuan's eyes, and then his emotions ended slightly, "Indeed, this golden scale stick was made of a dragon's horn, mixed with a small amount of extraterrestrial star iron. In our expectation, it could reach the level of the earth level, but in the end it was considered a missing item and could not fail!"
After listening to Muyuan's story, Qi Tian took a breath. The potential of the earth level? This golden scale stick is worthy of being created by two second-level weapon casting masters in three years. It's too powerful.
"Uncle Mu, what else is there?" At the same time, Qi Tian was also very curious about the reason for the failure of the Golden Scale Stick. He stared at Muyuan and asked.
"I missed an inner alchemy, the dragon's inner alchemy. Look at this card slot, this is the reason for the failure that year!"
The ending color of his body became even stronger. Muyuan pointed to the center of the golden scale stick, which had a thumb-sized slot, and the ancient patterns on the stick body were derived from it.
"Dragon's inner pill? Isn't that the dragon ball? No wonder this golden scale stick failed. So that's it!" After hearing Muyuan's words, Qi Tian suddenly realized.
As one of the overlords of the Northern Region, the True Dragon Clan could lose the dragon balls in the clan, not to mention being made into weapons. Moreover, with the iron-winged tribe's bottom storage, there was no power to kill dragons, which also led to the golden scale stick being unable to reach the level of the earth level in the end.
"Okay, boy Qi Tian, Uncle Mu is tired today. You have chosen the weapons and go back!"
It took a long time before Mu Yuan came to his senses from the end, looked at Qi Tian, who was full of complex colors, waved his hand and said weakly.
Nodding, Qi Tian also knew that this golden scale stick was the biggest regret of Uncle Mu and Uncle Tie in this life. He held the stick and said with a firm and firm expression, "Uncle Mu, then Qi Tian will go back first!"
After saying that, Qi Tian stepped towards the outer door. When he reached the door, Qi Tian suddenly turned his head, looked at Uncle Mu's tall back, and opened his mouth, "Uncle Mu, when Qi Tian becomes stronger, you must find a dragon ball to inlay it and make the golden scale stick to the earth level!"
Upon hearing this, Muyuan's whole body trembled, his red hair was windless, and his palms were tightly clasped, obviously his heart was reflected very strongly by Qi Tian's words.
Seeing this, Qi Tian didn't say anything anymore. He turned his head and walked out quickly, impatiently trying to practice the Qiankun Stick Technique as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!