Chapter 380 The past of the ruins
With the roar of the eight-armed monster, Su Wending and others, who were trembling, probably understood the origin of the eight-armed monster and what had happened in this ancient ruins.
From the beginning to the end, Su Wending and others didn't know its scientific name, but it can indeed be called an immortal monster. Because this eight-armed monster has been locked in this underground secret room for more than five hundred years.
The person who was keeping it was a super ancestor. A Mahayana cultivator searched for this ancient ruins several times but found no treasure that satisfies the Mahayana ancestor. Unfortunately, the Mahayana ancestor encountered such an eight-armed monster. So, the bored Mahayana ancestor beat the eight-armed monster so that he didn't even recognize the parents, and then used a steel chain to block it into the stone wall forever.
"He asked me to give him some treasures here as guardian beasts!" The eight-armed monster didn't say a word, and a ruthless light flashed in his huge black eyes. "The few things in the glass cabinet are all super treasures. If you get one, it will be enough for you little bitches to enjoy for the rest of your life!"
Su Wending and others looked at each other. This matter sounded like a fantasy. Why did the Mahayana ancestor put such treasures in this underground secret room, but found such a monster to protect it?
"Hmph! That old monster Qingmeng was so boring at that time! He said at that time that he was invincible in the cultivation world, and it was time to prepare to overcome the tribulation and ascend to the fairy world to enjoy his blessings! The few treasures he brought around would have no effect when he arrived in the heaven. It would be better to put them in this ancient ruins and wait for those who are destined to get them!" The hatred tone of the eight-armed monster made Su Wending and others clearly feel the anger of the eight-armed monster towards the Mahayana ancestor.
Su Wending and others then suddenly realized that the Mahayana ancestor was preparing to overcome the tribulation and ascend. Since the treasures in the glass cabinet were personal items of the Mahayana ancestor, they naturally seemed extraordinary. Looking at the glass cabinet on the platform, Su Wending, Feng Yunxian and others glanced at it, and couldn't help but show hope and desire expressions on their faces.
"The old monster Qingmeng is really cruel. It's not enough to beat me to a bruised nose and a swollen face. It's also going to turn me into such an ugly appearance and let me guard here for five hundred years, and for five hundred years!" The eight-armed monster sighed again, and Su Wending and others stood there tremblingly, but no one dared to move.
The eight-armed monster is already able to speak. If it is a monster, it is naturally at least a level like the spirit beast. The spirit beast, even the angry flame monkey, is naturally not something Su Wending and others can deal with. If this monster is an individual, then it is absolutely not ordinary to be able to fight against the Mahayana ancestor and dare to curse the Mahayana ancestor.
"The old guy Qing Meng locked me here just to let me guard the things in the glass cabinet for him! Someone who broke in and wanted to get the things in the glass cabinet had to pass my level first. Do you know, how many people have broken in over the past few hundred years?" The eight-armed monster stared at the glass cabinet with a fierce look on his face. The crystal clear glass cabinet reflected the complex eyes of the eight-armed monster. It seemed that this small glass cabinet carried too many memories and pains of the eight-armed monster.
Su Wending and Feng Yunxian and others around him looked at each other. Facing such a question from the eight-armed monster, no one could answer because they had no answer in their hearts.
"Five hundred years ago, a total of hundreds of people broke into this ancient ruins and entered my underground secret room!" The eight-armed monster snorted coldly, and its dull echo echoed in the entire cave. "And among these hundreds of people, the highest cultivation level is the fusion stage and the lowest cultivation level is the same. Just like you, they are all small pieces of the Foundation Establishment stage. The final result is the same! Do you see the huge amount of bones over there? They are all theirs!"
Su Wending and others looked in the direction pointed by one of the eight-armed monsters, but they suddenly felt creepy because not far from where they were standing, the other part on the left side of the glass cabinet was covered with white bones, and there were some wreckage such as spiritual weapons and magic swords on the ground.
"Hmph! When you break into this, you can only be considered unlucky!" The eight-armed monster looked at Su Wending and others with a cold face. The fierce gaze made Feng Yunxian beside Su Wending tremble all over, "No one of you can imagine what the old Qingmeng guy is! I have been in this underground secret room for hundreds of years, for what? I just want to kill someone!"
The throng of bones on the ground made Su Wending and others full of horror. Even the original fusion stage ancestor was no match for these eight-armed monsters. Among them, the highest cultivation level among them is only in the late stage of the Killing Pill. Even if the angry flame monkey is added, it is just a low-level spirit beast. It is not too difficult to deal with a master of the Nascent Soul stage, but Su Wending and others don’t even think about dealing with such an eight-armed monster.
"Senior, we just broke in by accident. We don't want the treasures in the glass cabinet. Can you let us out in large quantities?" Su Wending took a deep breath. Feng Yunxian and others around him were already scared and their legs were sore and their teeth were trembling. If he didn't speak anymore and continued to let the eight-armed monster say something, they would all have to be buried here today.
The eight-armed monster paused for a while, snorted lightly, and glared at Su Wending with dissatisfaction, "Do you think this is a place where you can come whenever you want and go whenever you want?"
Su Wending shook his head calmly, looked up at the eight-armed monster with fearless face, and said loudly, "Senior, since you are all restricted from guarding things for others, since you are unwilling, why do you still have to help the Mahayana ancestor guard the few things in the glass cabinet?"
The eight-armed monster was stunned and then frowned. Of course, the eight-armed monster's face was bumpy and ugly. Who could tell the real expression on its face? However, the eight-armed monster was indeed silent, lowered its head, as if seriously thinking about what Su Wending said to him.
"Hmph! You're right. Why did I have to guard the glass cabinet for that old man Qingmeng?" The eight-armed monster suddenly raised his head. After a sneer, the eight-armed monster grinned, and an unpleasant stench hit Su Wending and others, "Do you know? What I have been thinking about for hundreds of years is the question you are talking about!"
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