Seeing this scene, Old Chentou and Chu Yuntian looked at each other and stepped to follow.
Three figures immediately entered the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple was only forty or fifty square meters in size, with mottled walls and broken doors and windows. Therefore, the three of them walked into it without any hindrance, passed through the narrow courtyard, and entered the main hall.
Inside the main hall, it was also in dilapidated condition.
Not only were the cobwebs darkened and dust accumulated, but also the boxes and cabinets were rummaged through and the tables were broken.
Even the stone statues enshrined in it are broken and covered with tortoise patterns!
"This place seems to have been the location of a sect; but it seems that it should have perished long ago."
Old Chentou looked at the dilapidated hall at this moment and speculated: "At least, no one has been here for tens of thousands of years, right?"
"It should be...eh? What is that?"
Hearing this, Chu Yuntian nodded slightly, and just as he was about to open his mouth to agree, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the side of the altar, and he immediately changed his words and hurriedly walked over.
Ye Wushuang and Old Chen turned their heads to look in confusion, only to see Chu Yuntian walking quickly to the altar, and then pulling out a long sword covered with rust from a pile of thick dust.
"Ancient sword?"
Seeing the long sword, Old Chentou immediately smiled and said: "It should be left over from ancient times. Judging from the degree of decay, even if it is a spiritual treasure, it will probably be scrapped."
Before he finished speaking, he shook his head with regret and looked back.
In ancient times, resources were abundant, so the weapons created all started as spiritual weapons, and spiritual treasures were everywhere; even fairy weapons were not uncommon.
But the forging technology at that time was just beginning, and it was difficult for weapons below the level of immortal weapons to survive for a long time without maintenance; especially if they were thrown here carelessly like now, almost nine out of ten weapons would become useless.
Therefore, with just one glance, he concluded that the long sword in Chu Yuntian's hand was useless!
"Is this an ancient sword from ancient times? It looks similar to the one we use now."
Chu Yuntian did not throw away the rusty sword. Instead, he looked up and down, murmured to himself, and raised his hand to wipe it gently.
However, the next moment, he froze suddenly and his eyes widened.
"This...this...this is..."
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Chu Yuntian suddenly stammering, Lao Chentou was immediately curious. He walked over and looked at the sword casually, looking at the place where Chu Yuntian was wiping it. His body froze instantly and his eyes widened.
That was the tip of the sword. It was not only covered with a thick layer of dust, but also covered with rust. However, after Chu Yuntian wiped it, the dust disappeared, the rust fell away, and what was exposed was the extremely smooth sword body.
There was even a hint of sharp chill that shot out.
This sword is not useless!
The two of them looked at each other for an instant, and their hearts were filled with ecstasy.
The ancient swords left over from ancient times are at least tens of millions of years old; if they are not useless, they are at least at the level of immortal weapons.
Fairy weapon!
That is an extremely rare treasure in the entire Tianjian Continent today!
Almost instantly, both of them could not suppress their excitement.
Old Chen Tou even grabbed the rusty sword and said excitedly: "I'll clean it!"
As he spoke, he directly pulled up his sleeves and wiped the sword body.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang hugged his chest with his arms, a slight smile on his lips, and looked at the ecstatic two people as if he were watching a show, as if waiting for something interesting to happen.
"It's not useless, it's really not useless..."
Soon, Old Chentou wiped the upper body of the rusty sword clean.
Smooth as a mirror and chilly!
Chu Yuntian's eyes became brighter and he hurriedly snatched the rusty sword away and said: "Senior, leave the rest to me!"
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to grab his sleeves and began to wipe them.
But the next moment, his movements suddenly stagnated and stopped!
"Hurry up and wipe it. Why are you standing there in a daze?"
Seeing this scene, Old Chen was a little puzzled and reached out to take back the rusty sword. But as soon as his eyes fell on the spot where Chu Yuntian was wiping it, he was stunned for an instant and said in shock: "This is...Eight, Babao Pavilion"
sign?"
The position that Chu Yuntian just wiped was the hilt of the rusty sword.
At this moment, on the hilt of the sword, where the dust and rust had been removed, a circular pattern was clearly visible to the two of them.
It is the symbol of Babao Pavilion!
"This sword was forged by Babao Pavilion?"
The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.
There are two sources of weapons in Babao Pavilion; one is purchased and resold, and the other is directly forged by the weapon masters of Babao Pavilion.
Generally, weapons forged by Babao Pavilion will have the logo of Babao Pavilion engraved on the first three inches of the sword hilt.
But the Babao Pavilion was only established ten thousand years ago. Why do the weapons they forged appear here?
The two of them immediately looked at each other, and both saw confusion and confusion in each other's eyes.
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Ye Wushuang seemed to have expected it. He grinned and joked: "What are your expressions? Isn't it too obvious to have double standards?"
"Although this sword is neither an immortal weapon nor a spiritual treasure, it has at least entered the ranks of spiritual weapons; in my opinion, it is at least an intermediate spiritual weapon."
"Isn't an intermediate spiritual weapon even able to catch the eyes of you two now?"
"How could it be?"
Hearing this, Old Chentou smiled awkwardly, shook his head quickly, and said: "Spiritual weapons may not be considered much in Zhongzhou, but in Donghuang and Cangyun Empire, they are considered to be treasures. How could we not see it?"
Up?"
Even so, he decisively let go of the sword with his right hand, and even took two steps back; obviously, he had completely lost interest in the sword.
A spiritual weapon is completely unattractive to him holding the Jiuhua Sword!
Although Chu Yuntian was a little disappointed, an intermediate spiritual weapon was still extremely important to the Cangyun Empire. Therefore, he did not drop the long sword, but gave up cleaning it for the time being, carrying it casually, and turned to look at Ye Wushuang.
, puzzled: "Sir, the Babao Pavilion only has a history of ten thousand years. Why does the long sword they forged appear here?"
"Of course someone brought it in."
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and explained: "Do you still remember what the corpse Gu said when we first went up the mountain?"
What did Corpse Gu say?
The two of them were stunned and shook their heads.
"You guys..."
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang shook his head speechlessly and said: "He said that he has not eaten fresh human food for thousands of years. Do you remember?"
"Oh, of course I remember that sentence... Young Master means..."
Chu Yuntian nodded subconsciously and answered. Halfway through, he suddenly woke up. His eyes widened and he asked in surprise: "A thousand years ago, someone came here?"
"right!"
Ye Wushuang nodded, looked at the two of them, and said: "According to the currently known information, Ten Thousand Beast Ridge should have been banned by Pu Ruozhi at the beginning of the establishment of the Cangyun Empire."
"Although Pu Ruozhi has forgotten the reason for the ban; the relationship between Ten Thousand Beast Ridge and Pu Ruozhi is very important, and Pu Ruozhi will never let it out, so not many people know about this place; but as the Emperor Chu Yu who was both a teacher and a friend with Pu Ruozhi at the time, he will definitely
Know."
"In this case, the only people who entered this place a thousand years ago were Pu Ruozhi and Emperor Chu Yu."
"And this is why I brought you two in!"
Reason for bringing us in?
After hearing this, Old Chentou and Chu Yuntian looked at each other again, neither of them understood why.
Seeing this scene, Ye Wushuang shook his head helplessly and further explained: "You two, one is the only descendant of Pu Ruozhi, and the other is the descendant of Emperor Chu Yu. If the people who suppressed this place really are Pu Ruozhi and Chu
Emperor Yu, the method to unlock the seal of this place naturally does not belong to you two."
"Seal? Young Master means..."
As soon as these words came out, Chu Yuntian was the first to wake up and said hurriedly: "Is there a formation here?"
"Of course."
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, turned to look at the broken stone statue on the altar, and said, "This stone statue is the formation eye!"