C17 Iron Sword Yunzhi

There were no restrictions on the box, and there was a faint trace of pure heaven and earth origin energy inside. However, most of it was blocked by the unknown wood box, and only a small amount of it leaked out.

Yuh Han's eyes lit up. He gently opened the wooden box and could not help but exclaim, "Yun Zhi?"

Yun Zhi was a type of precious medicine that was bred by heaven and earth. It could increase one's cultivation. Furthermore, the older it was, the richer the heaven and earth origin energy inside.

Yuh Han hurriedly sealed the box again to prevent the spiritual energy from leaking out. This Yun Zhi looked to be nearly a thousand years old, and it was extremely rare.

There was a quarter of it missing, and it must have been used by Guo Xing to break through to the middle stage of Martial Spirit.

However, most of it was still left, which benefited Yuh Han!

Yuh Han held the wooden box and wanted to laugh a few times. If he wanted to sleep, someone would send him a pillow. With this Yun Zhi, he would be able to speed up his breakthrough to the middle stage of Martial Spirit, saving him a lot of hard work.

Now that he had just stepped into the early stage of Martial Spirit, once his cultivation solidified and reached the peak of the early stage, he could take this Yun Zhi. This three-quart Yun Zhi was enough to break through the barrier of the middle stage of Martial Spirit.

Thinking of this, Yuh Han put the wooden box close to his body and did not put it into his storage bag. It was too obvious to put such an important thing in his storage bag.

He was not like Guo Xing, who had the Guo Family as his backing, so it was easy for others to think of him.

At the same time, he also put away his storage bag and walked towards the Hall of Weapons.

The inner and outer courtyards both had the Hall of Weapons, but it was not the real Hall of Weapons.

The Martial Teaching Hall had a special hall called the Hall of Weapon Refining, which was where all the disciples of the Martial Teaching Hall got their weapons.

Of course, there were also many weapons that were not produced by the Hall of Weapon Refining, but were brought back by some of the experts who went out to train. They were also given to the disciples of the previous generation after they died.

The Hall of Weapons in the inner and outer courtyards was just a distribution system for weapons. The weapons inside were all sorted out by the Hall of Weapon Refining and then flowed into these two places.

Yuh Han took out his identity card and entered the door smoothly.

There was a special disciple in charge of the Hall of Weapons. When he saw Yuh Han walking towards him, he first glanced at him, then said lazily, "Go in and choose your weapon. Come out and register with me."

Yuh Han looked inside and saw that many weapons were neatly placed on the weapon rack. The light was restrained, and they were all ordinary swords and sabers.

As for magic treasures, only disciples who had made great contributions to the Martial Teaching Hall were qualified to own them.

The current Yuh Han did not dare to think about getting a magic treasure.

He glanced at the disciple in charge of the Hall of Weapons and bowed. "This is my first time here, so I don't know anything about choosing weapons. Senior Brother, please answer my question!"

The disciple did not even raise his eyelids as he snorted, "You Humble Class disciples, what are you thinking of getting here? You are so arrogant, why don't you just choose a weapon that you like? What are you trying to ask?"

Yuh Han was stunned. He was born in a noble family. Looking at the disciple's flickering eyes, he sneered in his heart. Just like those people in the world, he must have seen that he was born in a Humble Class and that he would not get anything good. That was why he was so cold.

However, Yuh Han did not retort. A person like him was not willing to interact with others, so there was no need for him to fall out with him.

He just smiled and turned around to walk into the Armory.

"Poor guy!" Just as Yuh Han turned around, the disciple's disdainful voice came from behind him.

He ignored him and walked straight to the weapon rack where the swords were placed. He glanced at them one by one. They were all ordinary swords, but they were just a little sharper. Their grades were about the same, so there was no need to choose.

Yuh Han shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. These swords were not even as good as the 38 swords in Guo Xing's storage bag. He wanted to pick one from them.

However, at this moment, the disciple's flattering voice came from behind him again, "Senior Brother Dongfang! Are you here to choose a weapon as well? Please come in."

Yuh Han slightly tilted his eyes. A figure slowly walked in. He was wearing a luxurious blue robe. His face was like jade, and he was handsome and extraordinary.

The disciple surnamed Dong Fang first glanced at Yuh Han and nodded slightly. Then he turned to the disciple guarding the weapon hall and said, "I just came back from the trial. The weapon is broken, so I came here to choose another one."

The disciple guarding the weapon hall hurriedly walked in and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Dong Fang, come with me!"

He walked around all the weapon racks and walked towards the iron door closest to the innermost area. Then he took out the key and opened it. "Let's do it the same way. Senior Brother Dong Fang, go in and choose whatever you want!"

Yuh Han narrowed his eyes slightly. After the iron door opened, a faint fluctuation came out. He couldn't help but think, "A weapon with spirituality?"

He slowly walked over and was about to enter the iron door.

Unexpectedly, the disciple guarding the weapon hall reached out his hand to stop him. "Is this place for you to enter?"

Yuh Han raised his eyebrows and looked at the disciple guarding the weapon hall. Then he smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you can go in. Why can't I?"

The disciple guarding the door sneered, his smile filled with disdain and ridicule. "Senior Brother Dong Fang is the pride of our outer court. You are one of the three heroes of the outer court. What is your status? The weapons here were brought back by the elders when they were in the trial. You are a disciple from a poor family. How can you have the right to own the divine weapons here?"

Yuh Han's eyes finally lit up. He looked at the disciple guarding the door and said, "When I entered the outer court, I only heard from the elders that I could enter the weapon hall to choose a suitable weapon. There was no rule that the weapons in this iron door were not allowed to be chosen!"

The guard disciple's eyes flickered as he said with a snicker, "This is my rule. If I say you don't have the right to take it, then you won't be able to take it! Get out of here, or else I will report this to the elder and punish you for trespassing into the Martial Teaching Hall!"

Hearing his words, a cold glint flashed across Yu Han's eyes. He sneered and said, "The Martial Teaching Hall is the foundation of the Yanzhou, and it is also the foundation of the ancient times. No wonder the disciples of the Immortal Sect are rampant now, and the Martial Teaching Hall is weak. It seems that the problem isn't from the Immortal Sect, but from the Martial Teaching Hall that is becoming more and more degenerate."

Then his voice became colder and colder, "It's precisely because of your selfish disciples that the Martial Teaching Hall is going to decline!"

"Just based on your words, it is enough to sentence you to death!" The guard disciple's eyes flashed with killing intent.

However, Senior Brother Dongfang suddenly raised his head and looked at Yu Han. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Then he said, "Let him come in. If anyone asks, just say that I said it."

After saying that, he walked around the weapons and stopped looking back.

The flames in the eyes of the guard disciple gradually faded. He looked at Yu Han and gritted his teeth. "This time, you are lucky. With Senior Brother Dongfang speaking up for you, it won't be so easy next time."

"Get out of the way!" Yu Han swaggered past him and walked to Senior Brother Dongfang's side. He cupped his hands slightly and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Dongfang!"

Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, he also began to choose his own weapon.

Yuh Han's gaze was like lightning. The weapons here were obviously much stronger than those outside. Not only were there faint Spiritual Qi lingering around the weapons, they also contained a special aura.

That was the spirituality of the weapon itself. At this moment, it was releasing itself on its own, waiting for its own master.

A wave of boiling heat suddenly came from his golden Dantian, and it began to stir.

Yuh Han trembled slightly. A thought was transmitted from the golden Dantian, guiding him in a certain direction.

There was a long sword there. It was completely black, and the light was hidden in the sheath. However, there was an unyielding will that wanted to break out of the sheath!

Yuh Han was overjoyed, "It's this one!"

He strode forward and grabbed the long sword!

However, an arm was faster than him. Just as his palm was about to touch the sword, it was grabbed.

Yuh Han was startled. Senior Dongfang had an apologetic smile on his face, "I felt the aura of this sword and couldn't help but pick it up. If you want it, I'll give it to you!"

"No need!" Yuh Han smiled, but his arm did not retract. Instead, he grabbed the other long sword beside the sword.

"I want this one!"

Senior Dongfang looked at the sword in Yuh Han's hand and frowned slightly. This sword was rusted and had been there for a long time. It was also the only sword here that didn't have any Spiritual Qi fluctuations.

Because of his special status, he had paid attention to this sword before. However, because this sword was too ordinary, perhaps it had once been glorious, but because it had been lost for too long, the spiritual energy had been completely lost. Now, it was probably already useless!

He immediately said, "This sword's spiritual energy is completely scattered, and it has lost its spirituality. If you choose it, why don't you go outside and randomly choose one? At least it is sharper!"

"The best might not necessarily be the most suitable. I feel that it is very suitable for me, that's enough! But I still have to thank Senior Brother for his reminder!" Yu Han's gratitude came from the bottom of his heart.