"This magic is too strong, the long gun in someone else’s hand was directly taken away."
"Situ Xiuneng didn’t even react before the long gun in his hand was gone."
"I can’t help it, I’m in love with this magic."
"I love it too."
Everyone looked at Wen Ping with faces full of admiration.
Of course, this look of admiration was also directed at the magic wand in Wen Ping’s hand.
...
Holding the long gun, Wen Ping closed the Meridian Gate and walked back to the Main Hall.
As he walked, Wen Ping observed the Dragon Wall Text on the long gun, dense as if there were thousands of ants.
However, he didn’t actually recognize many of the Dragon Wall Text above.
Upon returning to the previous room, as soon as Wen Ping opened the door, he couldn’t help but take a step back.
A dozen people instantly crowded around!
Like a flood.
There were those with faces full of admiration and flattery.
Those looking at the magic wand with a face full of delight.
And of course, those staring at the long gun fascinated.
"Sect Leader, this is the magic wand."
"Sect Leader, the magic you used just now was really too powerful."
...
Looking at the bustling crowd, Wen Ping felt joy from his heart.
The effect was achieved!
Truly an unintentional willow planting naturally provides shade.
He really just wanted to help his little aunt’s family, but unexpectedly this move made everyone have expectations and admiration for magic.
"Cough!"
Wen Ping coughed twice, and then everyone made way.
Then, Wen Ping seemed to want to satisfy everyone’s thirst, casually mentioning, "Want to learn? Then go watch ’Harry Potter’, and once you’ve learned it, have a Coke, and you’ll directly achieve perfection."
After he finished speaking, Wen Ping pretended to be indifferent as he headed towards the window, but his heart was truly elated.
When passing by Zi Ran, seeing Zi Ran constantly staring at the long gun with a very strong desire reflected in his gaze.
Wen Ping understood, after all, Zi Ran is a Vortex Divine Artisan.
Belongs to those craftsmen who devoted most of their lives to this craft.
Wen Ping directly handed the long gun over and said, "Elder Zi Ran, if you want, you can study this gun."
Watching the handed long gun, Zi Ran’s heart started to race.
This is indeed a masterpiece of amazing craftsmanship.
Priceless!
If other Three-Spin Vortex Divine Artisans from Heaven and Earth Lake knew about it, it would surely trigger a bloody storm.
Who knows how many Four-star Influences would do anything to help them get this gun!
Zi Ran immediately was about to kneel down, "Thank you, Sect Leader."
Wen Ping supported him with one hand and then said, "You are from the Immortal Sect, so naturally this belongs to you. However, don’t forget to guide the people within the Sect, your responsibility is now different from before."
Zi Ran quickly nodded, "I understand!"
"By the way, you can also try practicing magic spells. Unlike Vein Technique, they are easier to cultivate, and you won’t waste too much time."
Having given the long gun, it certainly can’t hurt to make a promotional push.
Given Zi Ran is the wealthiest person, watching "Harry Potter" definitely won’t disappoint him!
Once Zi Ran nodded again, Wen Ping had already walked to the window.
In the square, Situ Xiuneng was still not recovering amidst the Thousand Leaping Artery Skill.
Feeling his strength begin to decline, he was even more baffled.
How did my long gun just get snatched?
At this moment, Long Ke, although also surprised, laughed heartily.
This surprise Wen Ping gave him was truly gratifying.
The feeling of suffocation was instantly half released.
Honestly, if it weren’t for relying on that long gun, how could his Dragon Scale Spike be blocked?
How could he be forced into such a situation?
Now the gun is gone, and his power dropped back to the Upper Realm of Mountain Suppression, serves him right!
"Wasn’t it enjoyable to fight before? Come on, continue!"