Chapter 523 This is a serious game, don’t mess around! (Thanks to the leader who put down the bowl for the reward!)
Chen Kangbao took out the buns from his arms and placed them in front of a corpse.
He brought a lot of steamed buns, and it took him seven or eight minutes to finish them.
However, he looked at the rest of the withered bones with a look of pain on his face.
"Master, the buns I brought are not enough for them to eat."
Qi Yuan looked calm: "I have a lot of vegetables, you can cook them."
As he spoke, various cabbages, ribs, and rice noodles flew out of the storage vessel.
When playing the role of a kitchen knife, he prepared a lot of ingredients.
Chen Kangbao quickly started cooking.
The rest of the soldiers looked at the words on the ground, sometimes thinking, sometimes pondering.
However, these are simple words after all, and the disaster of annihilation sounds too far away from them.
In addition, there is no suitable BGM to create the atmosphere, and they don't have much empathy.
Only the scholar in Confucian robes looked extremely sad because his eldest brother died here.
"The world has fallen... Tianwai has encountered such danger... Why didn't anyone tell us?" Tu Sihai looked surprised.
"If the above record is true, Qingshan Realm may be... very critical!" The blind old man's voice was hoarse.
After all, according to what was said above, there are nearly 300,000 talented weapon masters from Qingshan Realm gathered here, including many god-level weapon masters. The purpose is to smelt Tian Yuan, attract the eyes of the gods, and transform it into fragments of bright and rare treasures.
To fight the dark night.
"Three hundred thousand people are hiding their names, but there are not many rumors in the world. These people... I admire them." said the charming woman.
When they entered the underground palace, they thought they would gain something.
Looking up, it can only be described as desolate.
Except for the bones, all the magical tools and materials have lost their function, and are no different from debris.
It can be said that there is nothing valuable in the underground palace.
If it's of high value, I'm afraid it's just...
"Tian Yuan is what they have forged?" the elder brother of the Heisha brothers said in a deep voice, "So many weapon masters gathered together, and after decades of hard work, they were able to create quite a few artifacts, but in the end... Tian Yuan failed to be tempered.
, can only eventually swallow the flesh and blood of three hundred thousand weapon masters, as well as everything in the underground palace. How terrifying is this Tianyuan... exactly?"
"No, if we break in, will Tianyuan devour us?" Wang Dao had a horrified look on his face.
After all, even god-level weapon masters have been devoured to death. If they break in rashly, the consequences can be imagined.
"According to the above records, Tian Yuan should have been devoured... We should have no worries, but... have they succeeded?" Tu Sihai asked doubtfully.
These weapon masters came to this strange land to refine the Tianyuan day and night, attracting the eyes of the gods and giving them light.
"It should have failed." The Confucian-robed scribe's voice was hoarse, "If it had succeeded, the people from the Guangyao Society would have come here long ago and taken Tian Yuan away.
Nowadays, the Qiyu Realm is covered in dust and no one comes to take it, which shows that... Tianyuan has not attracted the mercy of the gods, nor has it been transformed into fragments of bright and rare treasures."
Establishing a Qiyu in the Shiwanshan Mountains and absorbing a group of weapon-refining talents, the Guangyao Society will definitely pay attention to the progress of the Qiyu.
Once successful, Guangyao will let the fragments of Guangyao's treasures stay here in dust, and they will definitely take them to the outer world.
Now it seems that Qiyu is covered in dust, as if it has been forgotten. It can be seen that even if the flesh and blood of 300,000 weapon masters are fed to Tianyuan, they will ultimately fail.
"If it failed, where is Tianyuan now?"
The soldiers present were a little apprehensive.
Don’t make a shocking evil weapon!
Today, the underground palace is in ruins, and the most valuable thing is probably the so-called Tianyuan.
Devouring many artifacts and the flesh and blood of 300,000 weapon masters, I'm afraid...it surpasses artifacts, right?
Such a terrifying existence was unable to attract the gods' gaze and turned into fragments of the bright treasure.
What kind of precious thing should the legendary bright treasure be?
"Mr. Qi, I have to go see my eldest brother and say goodbye." The scholar in Confucian robes bowed his hands and walked deeper into the underground palace.
Along the way, there are countless white bones, all buried in the deep mountains and old forests.
Shocking and desolate valley.
Finally, he stopped on a step, where there was a corpse. Judging from the posture before death, he seemed to be sitting and leaning on the step, as if lazily basking in the sun.
When he saw this corpse, the scholar in Confucian robes knew that he had met his eldest brother.
"Brother..."
The Confucian-robed scribe's voice was choked with sobs.
Although he had been harboring suspicions since his eldest brother disappeared, he still felt sad when he saw his eldest brother's body.
The eldest brother is the legitimate son of the family, he is uninhibited, likes fancy clothes and angry horses, and wanders around the world.
My father has always been worried about how Brother Yan can shoulder the responsibilities and burdens of the family with his temperament.
The eldest brother went to Qiyu and surprised the scholar in Confucian robes.
His eyes fell on the palm of his eldest brother's corpse, and through the gaps between his finger bones, he could see some words engraved on the steps behind him.
"If any descendants appreciate this word, I would like to give it a forging formula. I just hope that the descendants can go to Tianxiangyuan, the capital of Shangguo, to redeem the Oiran Anxiang's life. I thank you."
With just a few words, the Confucian-robed scribe's eyes were filled with sighs.
This writing is my brother’s style.
The eldest brother was a wild boy when he was young and loved listening to music the most.
He fell in love with an oiran, and wanted to redeem himself and marry him back home, but his father opposed him.
The relationship between the eldest brother and his father was very tense because of this.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch his elder brother's bones.
However, when a hand touches it, the white bones turn into ashes at this moment.
All traces of Big Brother’s existence in this world disappeared.
The movement of the Confucian-robed scribe's hand stopped, and his voice sighed.
"Three hundred thousand people hid in the mountains, their bravery and loyalty illuminated the cold night.
Do you have any regrets in the Valley of Bones? No fame will be passed down through the ages!"
"Hmph, I didn't expect to meet Shang Guowentai Pavilion's grand sacrificial wine here!"
At this moment, a group of more than ten people walked over.
The leader is the fifth power.
He carries a strong evil spirit, and also has the arrogance and aloofness unique to some high-ranking people.
He took long strides, stepping on the corpses on the ground as if he were stepping on weeds, not caring at all.
Seeing the person coming, the Confucian-robed scribe's eyes narrowed: "The fifth power!"
"Wentai Pavilion's grand sacrificial wine and the Judgment Conference have always been confused. I'll catch you just in time to see if those clowns from the Judgment Conference have the guts to jump out." Wuwei said with a mocking look in his voice.
After arriving at the underground palace, he gained nothing and was naturally in a bad mood.
Seeing the scholar in Confucian robes, murderous intent emerged in his heart.
Suddenly, a burly heaven-level military envoy stepped forward, ready to attack the Confucian-robed scribe.
But at this moment, a calm voice sounded like thunder.
Very contradictory.
"Stop, my son-in-law is here, don't be so presumptuous!"
I saw a group of people walking this way. The young man leading the group was handsome and had a lazy expression.
This person is none other than Qi Yuan.
To be continued...