Chapter 35 Gifts

Looking at the doubtful appearance of Yuan Mo and Ju Fang, Zhang Han couldn't help but be depressed. He wondered if he was too harsh on them before. As a master, he had never given a gift. He was really ashamed! He smiled at Yuan Mo and said, "Moer, you have been a teacher for countless years. The little magic ape in those years has now grown into an adult." At this point, Zhang Han couldn't help touching Yuan Mo's head, and his heart also sighed for a while.

"Master..." Feeling the touch of Zhang Han's big hand, Yuan Mo's heart was also warm, but he still looked at Zhang Han doubtfully.

"Hehe... Your cultivation has been in the later stage of Daluo Jinxian. You can soon achieve quasi-saint cultivation. As a teacher, this is indeed a few spiritual treasures for you to use, and by the way, I will make up for you..." Looking at Yuan Mo's doubtful eyes, Zhang Han couldn't help smiling again, rubbing Yuan Mo's hair, and said with a smile.

For Zhang Han, Yuan Mo knows quite well. Zhang Han is the kind of person who has always believed that cultivation is the foundation. The magic weapon is just a person outside his body. It's strange that he wants to give himself a spiritual treasure today. So after listening to Zhang Han's words, Yuan Mo asked doubtfully, "Teacher, haven't you always agreed to use Lingbao? Why do you want to give your disciple Lingbao today?" And the Jiefang beside him also flashed doubts in his beautiful eyes, and obviously he was puzzled by Zhang Han's move.

Looking at the doubts of the two, Zhang Han smiled again and said, "As a teacher, I didn't give you spiritual treasures before. That's not reluctant, let alone none, but that you will rely too much on spiritual treasures and waste your own cultivation. You should know that your own cultivation is fundamental, but now, the two of you have matured your mind to take care of the human race. As a teacher, I believe that you can strengthen your heart."

Speaking of this, Zhang Han looked at Yuan Mo again and paused and said, "What's more, Moer is now the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian in the later period. It's time to prepare the spiritual treasure to kill the corpse to become a quasi-saint. How can I, a master, not work hard?..."

"Master..."

After listening to Zhang Han's words, Yuan Mo and Yu Fang suddenly felt warm in their hearts. The thought in their hearts that they had always had so many magic weapons for Zhang Han and did not give them spiritual treasures disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by infinite gratitude. Yes! His master is one of the most famous rich people in the world. Will he have no treasure for his disciples? Will you be reluctant to give up? The answer must be no.

Therefore, his master did not want to give himself a treasure too early, that is, for his own good. For a while, Yuan Mo and Zhuofang were full of gratitude to Zhang Han.

Looking at Yuan Mo and Zhuo Fang, who were moved by him, Zhang Han just kept a smile, but did not say anything. Instead, he took out a light blue mirror from the storage space and said to Zhuo Fang:

"Fang'er, this mirror is what the teacher got in those years. The name: Lan Zhenjing is a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure, but don't look down on him because he is just a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure. The biggest function of this mirror is to trap people, and the input mana can radiate the light of confusion. Those who are not strong will suffer from it. Confused, it's even a defensive treasure..."

Then he took out a small sword with a pale white light all over his body and said to Shu Fang, "What Fanger cultivates is the water attribute skill. This snow-blowing sword is a congenital spiritual treasure, and it has an increasing effect on the water attribute skill. These two spiritual treasures are given to you, and you still forget to use it."

"Thank you, Master..." He took Zhang Han's two spiritual treasures and saluted Zhang Han respectfully.

He nodded slightly to Jufang. Zhang Han turned his head and looked at Yuan Mo. With a touch of his big hand again, he directly took out a golden shield Lingbao that all over his body exuded. He said to Yuan Mo, "Moer, this Lingbao is called congenital Qi Mask. It is a top-grade Lingbao, which is used for defense. The mana input can stimulate. If you set up a defensive shield, the gap between non-cultivation is absolutely large and can never be broken"

He meditated slightly and continued to say, "As for the weapon, I remember that you still have a stick sent by your Uncle Tongtian. You are also a monkey creature. You must love the stick. I will refine that stick for you later, and you can use it as well." Zhang Han said and handed over the innate gas mask in his hand to Laiwu. Tao.

After receiving the innate air mask handed over by Zhang Han, Wu Dao was also very happy and hurriedly saluted, "Thank you, Master..."

Looking at the happy faces of Yuan Mo and Ju Fang, Zhang Han smiled narrowly and continued to say, "What's the panic? It's not over yet..."

"Well..."

After listening to Zhang Han's words, Yuan Mo and Shu Fang suddenly stopped being happy and turned their expectant and doubtful eyes to Zhang Han again.

"Hehe... What I just gave you is for your own use. You haven't given what you need to cut the corpse yet... As for Fang'er, you only have those two pieces for the time being. When you need to behead the body, I will naturally give it to you as a teacher..."

After listening to Zhang Han's words, Yuan Mo suddenly became strange and asked doubtfully, "Teacher, isn't it enough to kill three corpses as long as they are innate spiritual treasures? The innate gas mask in the disciple's hand is enough to kill the corpse! Why do you still give it to the teacher?

Zhang Han smiled and said, "Listen, although the beheading of the corpse is said to be the innate spiritual treasure that can kill the corpse, the innate spiritual treasure is also good and bad. With the help of the level of the spiritual treasure to kill the corpse, it is completely related to your strength after killing the corpse. This is like the level between the spiritual treasures. Your spiritual treasure is strong, so the power you exert is natural. It's stronger, and vice versa. Although the congenital gas mask I gave you is good, it's okay to use it, but it's still worse for killing corpses."

Because he is about to become a quasi-saint, Yuan Mo naturally urgently needs to understand the three corpses related to his strength. As soon as Zhang Han's words fell, he hurriedly asked, "Teacher, what kind of innate spiritual treasure is most suitable for killing the three corpses? Who can give full play to their strength?" And Zhuo Fang was on one side, with a look of listening.

After listening to Yuan Mo's words, Zhang Han smiled and replied, "Since it is the level of spiritual treasure that determines the strength, it is better to use the innate treasure to cut off the three corpses, such as your second uncle's Taiji map, the third uncle's Pangu flag, the chaotic bell of the demon emperor Taiyi, and then those best innate spiritual treasures, such as the demon emperor. Jun's Hetu Luoshu, Wufang Tiandiqi, etc...."

After a slight pause, after seeing that Yuan Mo and Zhu Fang looked like they were listening, Zhang Han continued: "But the innate treasures and the best innate spiritual treasures I mentioned earlier are very rare. It can be said that there are not many in the whole flood and famine, so don't think about it. You'd better use the best Lingbao. It's more appropriate, but the spiritual treasure of the same level also has requirements and ability. For example, it is better to use defensive innate spiritual treasures for good corpses, offensive innate spiritual treasures for evil corpses, and it is better to use innate spiritual treasures innate or defensive type. Therefore, I just said that your innate shield is worse, because it is prepared for you by the teacher. It's better!"

After saying that, Zhang Han did not talk nonsense. With a big hand, a blue streamer suddenly appeared, and the dazzling light permeated the whole Kunlun Hall in an instant.

Under this dazzling light, even the cultivation of Yuan Mo and Zhuo Fang couldn't help but close their eyes slightly. After a moment, the dazzling light disappeared, he opened his eyes and looked into Zhang Han's hand.

At this time, a small tower with blue rhymes appeared in Zhang Han's hand. This small tower is carved with countless carvings, each of which is different in shape, but it is lifelike.

The small tower has eight floors, just like an octagonal tower, and there is a golden bell hanging in each corner. With the breeze, it shakes gently, and a clear sound suddenly rings with the sound of the bell.

This clear sound is like a Buddha's voice, which came into the ears of Yuan Mo and Bo Fang. Suddenly, the ethereal spirit in Yuan Mo and Bo Fang's hearts suddenly seemed to have been washed by holy water, like a newborn baby, full of warmth. For a moment, Yuan Mo and Bo Fang fell into this wonderful feeling.

"Master... What is this..."

For a long time, Yuan Mo and Ju Fang finally came to their senses and looked at Zhang Han's hand, the small tower that was constantly exuding a faint blue atmosphere, and asked Zhang Han curiously.

Looking at the curious baby-like Yuan Mo and Zhuo Fang, Zhang Han also smiled, lifted the small tower in his hand and explained to the two, "Ha ha... This small tower is called the Qingshen Tower. This tower has no other function, but you have just felt its special role, that is, to calm your mind, soothe the wounds in your heart, and have the effect of calming down your mind and reducing heart demons. If you hold it in ordinary time, it will be like chicken ribs."

Speaking of this, Zhang Han looked at Yuan Mo and then said, "But what the demon is going to cut out this time is a good corpse, so this small tower is the most suitable for the demon..." Zhang Han's eyesight is very easily to see what Yuan Mo is going to cut out, so he is in his hand. The Qingshen Tower was taken out.

"Thank you, Master..." After listening to Zhang Han's explanation, Yuan Mo suddenly understood Zhang Han's preparation for himself. The warmth in his heart kept flowing. He knelt down respectfully to Zhang Han and said excitedly.

"Ha ha... Get up!.. Fanger, don't envy you. You are all disciples of teachers. When you reach your cultivation, you will naturally not be stingy..."

After slightly holding up Yuan Mo, Zhang Han looked at the envious eyes next to him, smiled slightly, and walked to the front of him, touched his head, and said slowly.

"Master, Fang'er is not envious..." After listening to Zhang Han's words, Ju Fang was also in a hurry to defend herself.

"Hehe... All right, Fang'er, you go down! Moer, come with me..." With a slight smile, after ordering to Jufang and Yuan Mo, he walked out of the hall. Behind him, Yuan Mo also hurriedly chased after Zhang Han after smiling at Jufang.

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