Seven Strings in Dreams

Chapter 155: Phantom Bell Scare Birds

But when she reached out to touch it, she found that the shelf seemed very far away from her.

Wu Na wanted to walk around and take a look, but just as she took the first step, she heard the voice of an old man.

Old man: "Little kid, don't move"

Wu Na had no choice but to silently retract her foot.

The old man's voice was very vague. Wu Na looked around carefully and found that there was no one else here. It was obvious that the other party was transmitting the message.

The old man said: "You don't need to look for me. I am not in the armory. I am in seclusion."

Wu Na: "Senior, you are in charge of guarding the armory? What should I do next? Can you give me some advice?"

Wu Na was not surprised. It would be strange if the armory was unattended.

The old man: "No one has been here for a while. Let me take a look. Hmm, not bad, a nice girl."

It seems that although the old man is not in the warehouse, he can observe the situation in the armory at will.

The old man said: "Little kid, sit down, close your eyes and breathe."

Wu Na did not hesitate, but obeyed and sat down to regulate her breathing.

I don’t know how much time had passed before the old man’s voice was heard again.

The old man: "Your heart is calm now, little baby, you can open your eyes now."

Wu Na: “Yes”

Wu Na slowly opened her eyes, and this time the scene around her was clearer than before.

Wu Na stood up and prepared to look around.

Old man: “Don’t move.”

Wu Na: “Yes”

The old man said: "Little kid, your spiritual power is too low. Now there are only three magic weapons suitable for you, and you cannot control the others."

The old man felt a little regretful. He liked Wu Na very much. Wu Na was well-behaved and obedient, with pure blood. She was a rare good seedling. Although her strength was low now, if she could break through the bottleneck in the future, her strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

However, bottlenecks are not something that can be broken through easily. With Wu Na's current strength, she can only choose a relatively low-level magic weapon.

These magical instruments and spiritual instruments are also treasures. It would be ugly if people and treasures don't match.

It is a pity that without sufficient spiritual power, the true power of the treasure cannot be brought into play.

If the spiritual power is too high but the magic weapon is not suitable, it will also affect the battle.

Therefore, the strength of the magic weapon and its user must match each other.

Wu Na: "Please teach me, senior. What should I do next?"

The old man: "Since you and I are destined to meet, I will lend you a helping hand."

Wu Na: "Thank you very much, Senior."

Wu Na bowed to the front, she knew the old man would be able to see it. Even though the other party was not here, she still had to be respectful.

The old man was very satisfied with Wu Na's behavior. He rarely stood by and watched coldly. He even secretly helped Wu Na replace a magic weapon.

It's not that the magic weapon is bad, it just has only a defensive function and no offensive ability, and it can't even be used continuously for a short period of time.

No matter how beautiful such a treasure is, it is not suitable for Wu Na.

Wu Na exuded a peaceful and calm demeanor, without any murderous intent. The old man could tell that Wu Na was a simple child who had not yet grown up. She was at the right age to venture out into the world. A handy weapon was very important to her.

That's why the old man would meddle in other people's business and pick out the three magic weapons that are most suitable for Wu Na at this stage.

How could there be only three treasures suitable for Wu Na among countless weapons?

If other people came in, they might see one or two pieces, or maybe three or five.

Sometimes the people who come in are very outstanding, and many treasures are eager to respond.

If the old man had not intervened, the treasures would have appeared to the practitioners one by one in the order of response.

If not selected, the treasure will return to the shelf.

Practitioners have no chance to regret. Even if there are no more suitable treasures later, they will not have the opportunity to choose again.

But this time, the old man secretly helped Wu Na by making three treasures appear in front of her at the same time for her to choose from.

Wu Na stood still and saw something approaching her not far away. She did not dodge. She did not feel any danger.

Soon three objects came from the direction of the shelves and stopped in front of her.

Three magical instruments emitted a faint light and floated in front of her.

Each magic weapon was placed on a tray and covered with cloth of different colors. There was also something similar to a jade slip next to it, but it didn't look like a jade slip, it looked more like a wooden plaque similar to a jade slip.

The old man said: "With your current ability, you can control only a few magical instruments. These three instruments each have their own strengths. But you can only take one of them. You can open it and take a look."

Wu Na skillfully lifted the first piece of cloth on her left hand.

The first magical instrument is a whip. The whip looks very smart, made of a special material and beautiful in style, and is very suitable for women to use.

The handle part of the whip is red and has mysterious patterns engraved on it.

Wu Na couldn't see clearly. Perhaps she could only see clearly after making a choice.

Wu Na likes this soft whip, which she can hide around her waist for self-defense.

The old man said: "This is a soft whip called Mingyue, which means "moon" in the dark. It is a deadly weapon. The Mingyue whip can not only injure the opponent's bones and muscles, but also hurt the opponent's spiritual roots and even the opponent's spiritual consciousness."

Wu Na frowned slightly, this Dark Moon Whip seemed to have some evil nature. Although it was powerful, she was somewhat resistant to it.

Wu Na opened the other two.

On the second tray was a string of twelve bells. The small bells looked inconspicuous, but they made people like them.

On the last tray was a soft sword. The soft sword was chilling and looked as thin as a cicada's wing, but it was a deadly weapon.

The old man said: "This string of bells is called the Birds of Prey. Each of the twelve bells has its own secrets. Most of them are illusion tricks, but they can save lives at critical moments. I only know that the first three bells represent: phantom hearing, phantom image, and phantom appearance."

Wu Na: "Hallucination? Illusion? Illusion of face?"

The old man: "It's similar to the art of shape-shifting. The caster himself doesn't change, but the person who is affected will have hallucinations, and what he sees and hears is the person the caster wants to pretend to be. But if the difference in strength between the two parties is too great, it will be difficult to maintain for a long time."

Wu Na was quite interested in this string of bells. After hearing the old man's description, she felt that this string of bells was not simple.

Wu Na: “It sounds amazing.”

The old man: "With your strength, you can only last for a cup of tea at most."

Even if it's just a cup of tea, it can play a key role.

Wu Na: "Can these abilities be used at the same time?"

Old man: "As far as I know, no."

If you can only change your appearance but not your voice, it does seem a bit useless.

But the ability of this treasure has not been fully confirmed, which means that no one knows what it is capable of. Maybe it can, but no one has been able to do it before.

The old man did not give Wu Na much advice. After all, he did not know Wu Na well enough and did not know what she needed most at the moment.

It would be better if High Priest Monk was awake at this moment. Although Monk could not be partial, he at least gave Wu Na some advice.

But if Monk was awake, the two of them wouldn't need to go to the armory to choose magic weapons at this time.

Although the treasures in Monk's hands were not as many as those collected here, they were enough for the two of them to choose from. Even if Monk's were not suitable, he would still be able to help them find suitable magic weapons.

The magic weapons here are quite suitable for the two of them. Monk doesn't have many magic weapons suitable for women, and there are not many low-level magic weapons suitable for beginners. So Monk is not worried at all.

Choosing a magic weapon actually requires some luck, because some treasures are ignored by the world like lost pearls covered in dust.

If you are lucky, you might be able to pick something good.

Choosing a magic weapon is a gamble, just like opening a rough stone. If you are not careful, you will fall into a trap, which will lead to a sudden fall, or you may become rich overnight.

Wu Na: "Why do you only know the abilities of three of them?"

The old man said, "This is Shuangling Island. Many people want to own this bell. But after they choose it, they regret it. In their hands, it is just a string of bells that cannot make any sound. The person who is most destined to it can only make the first three bells ring."

Wu Na: “I see.”

The old man said, "The last one is a soft sword, named Xiuling. It was made by a famous weapon refiner when he was young. It was given to his childhood sweetheart, so it was named Xiuling."

This soft sword was indeed made by the weapon refiner for his childhood sweetheart, but the girl committed suicide with this sword.

From then on, the weapon refiner never made soft swords again, and this soft sword was considered an ominous object by the world.

The old man could see that Wu Na was most interested in the string of bells called "Scaring Birds".

The old man: "Have you thought it through?"

Wu Na hesitated for a moment. She wanted the bird-scare bell, and she also wanted the Xiu Ling sword.

You can't have your cake and eat it too. After some hesitation, Wu Na finally picked up the bell. The bell seemed very excited and wrapped around Wu Na's wrist.

The old man: "Well! Go ahead!"

Wu Na: "Senior, there will be another friend of mine later..."

Before Wu Na could finish her words, she was sent out by a gentle force.

Wu Na looked carefully and saw only a room that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

The room was dim, with closed doors and windows. There were some rusty weapons and a few bundles of firewood scattered in the corner.

Wu Na didn't see these when she first came in.

Wu Na opened the door and walked out.

When Wu Na opened the door, she saw Meng Xianyu and the guardian Linlang.

Just now, Dharma Protector Linlang and Meng Xianyu were sitting on the side, but Dharma Protector Linlang seemed to sense something and told Meng Xianyu that Wu Na was about to come out.

The two of them stood up and came forward to greet him.

Meng Xianyu: "It's out! Did it go well?"

Wu Na: "Yeah. Inside..."

Linlang: "Ms. Meng, please go in quickly! The sooner you go, the sooner you will come back."

Meng Xianyu: “Alright.”

Meng Xianyu didn't think much about it. She was just here to take advantage. If there was a gift, she would just accept it first and return it slowly later.