Chapter 2892 Destroyed Spirit Tool

After realizing this, Zhu Shiqing not only was not relieved, but even more annoyed.

"Is it possible that they still do whatever they want? If it continues like this, is Xuanwuzong still Xuanwuzong?"

How much he yearned for Xuanwuzong in the past, how disappointed he is now.

In this regard, Jingzhou is also powerless, "Now all I can do is to guard my aunt, and the rest... I am powerless and helpless."

Although his surname is Jing, he is nothing but a waste of three spiritual roots.

If it wasn't for the protection of his grandfather and aunt, who provided him with countless spiritual treasures, how could he have entered the Nascent Soul stage before the age of two hundred with his three spiritual roots?

Now that his grandfather and aunt are in trouble, he can't do anything.

"Brother Jing..."

Realizing that he touched the sadness of his friend, Zhu Shiqing felt even more uncomfortable.

Jing Zhou smiled reluctantly, shook his head slightly to indicate that he was fine, "Don't leave the sect recently, so as not to give Qin Yiping a chance to attack you."

Fearing that he accidentally touched the sad things of his friends, Zhu Shiqing did not dare to mention the matter just now, "Don't worry, I know what to do, but you, don't go out if you have nothing to do."

In the sect, Qin Yiping did not dare to blatantly kill them.

But it is hard to guarantee that it will not come to Yin.

Then the two said a few more words, and Zhu Shiqing said goodbye and left.

But not long after Zhu Shiqing left, Jingzhou welcomed guests again outside his cave.

The visitor was a rickety old man.

But when Jingzhou saw the old man, his expression suddenly changed.

Just because this old man is the right and left hand who often serves the second elder!

"Master Jingzhou, hand over your spiritual weapon to this old man."

As soon as the rickety old man opened his mouth, he directly asked for Jingzhou's spiritual weapon.

For the cultivator, the spiritual tool of life is undoubtedly another small life of his own.

Although Jing Zhou had already prepared in his heart, he was still very angry when he heard the rickety old man lightly say these natural words.

"Senior, are you kidding me, how can I give you my spiritual weapon?"

Although he was in a hurry, Jingzhou had to continue to maintain his superficial effort.

However, the rickety old man didn't want to waste time with him, maintaining superficial skills that have long lost their meaning.

"Master Jingzhou, it's not a loss to exchange your spiritual weapon for Miss Jing's elixir."

The words of the rickety old man were clearly threatening Jingzhou from Chi Guoguo.

If he doesn't hand over his spiritual weapon, he can only watch his aunt turn into a lunatic because of his madness!

This move is not without cruelty.

However, Jingzhou had no choice at all.

Although Uncle Lu said, don't worry about the pills.

But after Uncle Lu was kicked out of the sect, he was just a loose cultivator. If he wanted to obtain a heaven-level medicinal pill for a long time, it was easier said than done.

Therefore, the medicinal pills that aunt needs, after all, still have to rely on the second elder.

Thinking of this, Jing Zhou felt an unprecedented resentment in his heart.

He resented the ambition of the second elder, resented Qin Yiping's lawlessness, and resented his own incompetence.

But no matter how resentful he was at the moment, he was finally forced to hand over his spiritual weapon.

The ricketed old man looked at the spirit sword with only a prefecture-level high-level rank in his hand, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

The grandson of the dignified Xuanwu sect master actually only has an earth-level spirit sword as his life-level spirit weapon, which is ridiculously shabby.