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However, his master was already seventy or eighty years old, and it seemed like he wouldn't live for many more years. In other words, everything in this cave would belong to him in a few years.

In the worst case scenario, he would have to tame the other two in the future.

When the time came, he would have one in his hand, one in his bosom, and one that would fit him. He could use it however he wanted.

So now, he had chosen the most suitable magic treasure for himself.

Thinking of this, he calmed himself down and put his finger into his mouth. He then bit down carefully, and fresh blood slowly flowed down from his finger.

After looking at the three treasures once more, Ming Xin unhesitatingly wiped the fresh blood on the great sword. Because he thought, the sword was the head of the hundred weapons, and this sword had the most astonishing aura among all the treasured swords here.

Furthermore, the legendary sword immortals were all flying on a flying sword. This sword was as wide as a door, so if they stepped on it, it would definitely be an amazing feat. At the very least, it would be better to choose something that he was familiar with to recognize him as master than the two flags and hoes that he did not know how to use.

Even though that hoe was mysterious and odd, it had no image at all. He did not want to meet a fellow Daoist in the future who would take out his magic treasure and be laughed at by others as a farmer who cultivated half-way.

Blood stained the great sword, Ming Xin anxiously waited for it to change.

However, after waiting for a long time, the blood had all dried up and formed a dark red bloodstain on the great sword, but there was nothing strange at all.

”Strange!” Why doesn't this sword recognize me as its master? ” After waiting for a long time without any reaction, Ming Xin frowned, and could only wipe the blood on the small flag with his blood. That small flag was normal, the blood on it was sucked away immediately, but after half a day, that flag was the same as the great sword, there was no reaction at all.

With no other choice, he squeezed out a few more drops of blood and smeared it onto the final hoe. Similarly, after waiting for almost half an hour, there was no sign of a change on the hoe, not to mention the fact that it recognized someone as its master.

”Could it be that these three magic treasures are too powerful, and won't acknowledge me as their master?” After thinking for a long time, he suddenly thought of this possibility.

After receiving such a blow, he didn't have the mood to choose any powerful magic treasure. He casually picked one up from the pile of magic treasures he left by his side and wiped the blood on it. However, there was no response.

At this time, he was somewhat anxious, and suddenly shouted fiercely, ”I don't believe that none of these magical equipment are willing to recognize me as their master!”

He bit open some of the wounds on his fingers and smeared them on the magic treasures one by one. Each magic treasure didn't miss a single drop of blood.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jin could not help but laugh, thinking: This brother, seems like he has taken the novel's contents seriously! It has to be said that no matter what magic treasure it was, if one wanted to control it, the only way was to use a secret technique to match the magic treasure with their own aura.

For someone like him to wipe away so much blood on a magic treasure, forget about the few drops of blood on his finger! Even a few kilograms of blood would be useless.

However, Ming Xin didn't understand this point, and sat on the ground, looking at the dazzling treasures, feeling extremely disappointed.

Seeing him like that, Lin Jin actually had the thought of teasing him, the spiritual consciousness immediately split up, and connected to the treasures that he had wiped away some blood on. Then, he lightly moved some of the magical equipment.

Ming Xin heaved a long sigh. Suddenly, he felt a voice coming from his side.

He quickly looked to his side and suddenly saw a sword flip around for no reason.

Ming Xin was overjoyed, and thought: Could it be that the treasure has recognized someone as its master?

He quickly stood up and touched the sword.

But when he stood up, all of a sudden, all the magical equipment that he had wiped the blood off all started to move, and the entire hall was filled with clanging sounds, and in addition to the different brilliance emitted by the magical equipment, that scene was truly auspicious, like thousands upon thousands of streaks of auspicious lights.

Seeing all this, a strange vibration suddenly came from the bottom of Ming Xin's heart: ”Could it be that all of these treasures recognize me as their master? Oh my god! God didn't lie to me, right? ”

Immediately, Ming Xin picked up a sword. The sword was shaking non-stop, as if it was connected to his soul. Puchi.

”Ha ha-ha ha, this is so good! I knew it! My luck isn't that bad! The heavens are on my side!”

Just as he was rejoicing, a stern voice came out from outside: ”Ming Xin, what are you doing?”

At the same time, those treasures suddenly stopped moving.