"Brother, it's really a rumor." Yue Wuxian looked around and told Yue Wuchen the reason.
Yue Wuchen still shook his head after hearing this, "The thing you mentioned was a rumor several months ago. Although what the Li family did was not very appropriate, everyone knew that Miss Li was indeed dead and did not take it too seriously.
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Seeing that the three of them still didn't believe it, he explained: "Just a few days ago, deep in the exploded island at Yepingpo, there was the aura of a strange treasure. What it is exactly is not yet known."
Yun Ling was thoughtful.
The island in the middle of the lake was saved from being submerged by the lake because of the existence of the Whirling Sacred Tree. Li Haoxuan used Ziming Thunder Beads to blow up the underground passage, and even the Whirling Sacred Tree fell.
When the sacred tree fell, the land of the island was scattered. Could it be that something was really revealed...
"Why don't you come with me to have a look and join in the fun?" he suggested.
"Okay, if there is really a treasure, let's take a look."
The four of them flew together in the direction of Yepingpo.
When they arrived, Yepingpo was crowded with thousands of monks. In the distance, there were still monks flying in...
Yun Ling looked at Ye Pingpo in front of her in surprise.
That day, before she left, the scene she saw was that the lake had dried up and the island had turned into dust.
At that time, she just thought that the islands were scattered after the Ziming Thunder Bead exploded, and that all the lake water flowed to other places along the tunnel, without thinking about it in detail.
Even if she thought about it carefully, she would not dare to approach the lake at that time, otherwise she would be caught by the Li family.
At this moment, Yepingpo seemed to have been burned by sky fire.
All the surrounding plants were dead and turned into fly ash at the slightest touch. The mud at the bottom of the lake had no trace of water vapor and turned completely into pieces of dry soil.
And at the bottom of the lake, in the depths of the original island in the middle of the lake, the mud was red and exuding scorching heat.
The fire spirit energy was surging under the mud, as if it was about to erupt into the sky at any time.
With just one glance, Yun Ling knew that this treasure was not something that a foundation-building monk could imagine.
The fire was so hot that the foundation-building monks could not get close.
The surrounding temperature also became increasingly hot.
In the mid-air, there were already more than a dozen Jindan Masters looking down. Yin Xing's master, Master Qianjun, was also among them. Yun Ling also saw Master Mingshuang holding a sword and crossing his chest.
As expected of the word "Mingshuang", she looked indifferent wherever she went. When her master gave her a Taoist number, the words that came to her mind should also be "cold as ice".
Yue Wuchen quietly sent a message to several people: "Zhenjun Dongwang is also here."
Since the Xuanling Sect has True Lord Yuanying coming, then other sects will also have True Lords coming.
It seems that this treasure is extraordinary. Not only the Golden Core monks were dispatched, but also the Nascent Soul monks came.
Yun Ling looked around and did not find a Nascent Soul cultivator. There seemed to be only black spots high in the sky. Maybe he was looking down from above?
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Yun Ling's guess was correct. Above the clouds, there were ten Nascent Soul Lords standing in a circle, watching what was going on below.
In addition to the eight major sects each sending a Nascent Soul True Lord, the Juxian Alliance has two true monarchs coming this time. One is naturally the leader of the alliance, Li Wenhai, and the other is Wang Guanghui from the Wang family.
Both of them looked gloomy and were in a bad mood.
The other eight people had known the inside story for a long time, and no one went to criticize these two people.
Jianmuling seemed to have a grudge against the two of them. One had lost his beloved daughter, the other had lost his granddaughter, and neither could find the murderer. The situations were so similar, but the two of them did not seem to feel sympathy for each other.
On the contrary, the eyes between the two people who accidentally touched each other were so cold and bloody that they almost tore each other into pieces.
"Everyone, do you know when this fire will mature and be born?" Zhenjun Shatang of Danxia Valley asked.
Several Nascent Soul monks were well-informed and had read countless ancient books. After discussion, they all concluded that there was a fire hidden in the middle of the lake below.
Fire is a naturally occurring species of the five elements between heaven and earth.
The five elements are divided into five types: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The origin is unknown. Most monks believe that they are fragments left behind when Hongmeng created the world and became a world. In the past, they were silent underground and could not be noticed by others.
Only when encountering chance and coincidence will the fire awaken and create movement to be found.
If a monk who is born without spiritual roots is lucky enough to survive by swallowing fire, his body will generate fire spiritual roots, and he will be able to cultivate and become a monk.
However, generally no one would do this. The danger of fire is not something ordinary mortals can bear. Throughout the ages, no mortal has ever swallowed fire without dying.
However, there is a classic record that there was once a Qi Refining monk who had mixed spiritual roots. By chance, he swallowed a water seed. Because the water seed was gentler than the other four spirits and was friendly to people, he survived.
From then on, the speed of practicing water-based skills increased by leaps and bounds.
Therefore, the five elements heterogeneity is a strange thing for monks with mixed and impure spiritual roots, which can purify their spiritual roots.
Many high-level monks come from aristocratic families, and not all children of aristocratic families have very good qualifications. The children of many Jindan Zhenren and Yuanying Zhenjun may also have four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.
This alien species is extremely important to the family and the sect.
Moreover, this fire is still above the other four spirits.
The monks with the fire spirit root can use it to stimulate their own potential, and the power of the fire spell can be increased even more.
Other high-level monks with spiritual roots can use it to open up a fire vein in their bodies. Without affecting their own cultivation speed, they can also practice a fire-based skill for fighting.
All in all, everyone wants this kind of fire.
"In another hour, this fire will be born, right? Everyone, have you thought about how to distribute it?" Zhenjun Jingliu of Tianhai Pavilion asked.
"Our eight major sects and the Juxian Alliance have always been friendly. If we cause a dispute over this mere fire, the gain outweighs the losses. Of course, this fire is also a rare and rare item. It is human nature for you to want it in your heart, so I have a suggestion. Why don't we compete?
Just one click and stop?" Changming Sword Master suggested.
"It's normal for our cultivation to be better than it was in the past few days. We can't wait for this kind of fire. Why don't we choose one of the juniors below to fight on our behalf?" said the True Monarch of the Changdu Sect.
"No, the competition between the young monks below cannot be solved in an hour." Zhenjun Jingliu refused.
There are quite a few sword cultivators here. With the same level of cultivation as Yuanying, it is natural that the Sword Sect has a greater chance of winning. He is not stupid!
"How about that? According to the rules of the auction, the one with the highest price will get it?" Zhenjun Shatang asked with a smile.
"No!" Zhenjun Hanlu from the Yuling Sect glared at him, his expression extremely ugly.
Who in the Longyou world doesn't know that they control the Ling Sect and are very poor in order to raise spiritual beasts, while Danxia Valley makes elixirs and sells elixirs and becomes extremely rich.
If he agreed to the auction, wouldn't he be handing over this fire to others and think he was stupid?
"Then what do you think we should do?" Shatang Zhenjun kicked the ball back to him.
"Then... draw lots, yes, draw lots!"
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