Saint Yisrae said: "This was taken from the temple. Although I don't know its name, you must be able to use its power."
"Oh..." Bing Zhixie stretched out her hand to hold this thing, which was about the same size as a large orange. Saint Isla didn't say what it did, and he didn't ask. No matter how much he said, it wouldn't be as clear as trying it himself.
St. Yis pointed out another treasure with his finger, which was a blue patterned cloak: "This is what I wore when I was a boy. It is also suitable for a mage, but it is more suitable for the little girl Ruola."
"Ruola...don't you plan to take her away?" Bing Zhixie originally thought that he revealed Ruola's identity just to take her away. Regarding the role of Apache Tears, no one knows better than the tribesmen.
Already.
St. Yis said: "I do have such an idea, but she doesn't want to go to the island with me for the time being. I don't like to force others to do anything. Now she doesn't know her identity as Apache Tears. I think this matter is up to her.
I am a friend, that is, if I tell her the price, it will be easier for her to accept it. Now that I have many things to do, I am not in a hurry. I can wait until she figures it out before going to the island."
"Aren't you worried that her special situation will attract others' attention? Many people in the Sand Temple fainted, but there are still people who saw her special side. If it spreads, it may attract the attention of interested people."
St. Isla said confidently: "I'm not worried. She is an orphan like you, and she will also want to figure out everything about herself. It won't take long for her to figure it out. Regardless of whether anyone will pay attention to her, at least in the short term
She will not be in danger within a certain period of time. With your care and the power in her body, I have nothing to worry about."
"Then this cloak..."
St. Yis said: "Don't underestimate this cloak. Its magic ability is not strong, but it has a special power. Wearing it, you can get close to almost all the monsters in nature that you want to get close to, without
If you encounter their hostility, you can also hide your whereabouts and smell. It has a name - the wind of coordination, and it is a rare sacred object."
"It sounds like it will be of some use to Ruola, but not much." Bing Zhixie thought to herself that with Ruola's ability, it was very unlikely that she would go into the wild alone, and it might only be useful when encountering a big crisis.
St. Yis said: "It also has a most special use."
"Oh, what?"
St. Isla said: "This cloak is exactly the same as the one in the Holy Garden. It is usually worn by ambassadors extraordinary and plenipotentiary other than the twelve sages in the Holy Garden. It is called the Wind of Peace. Their abilities and effects are exactly the same, but in a certain way.
The details of the patterns are slightly different. Even for those who have walked through the Holy Garden in person, it is difficult to see the difference without paying attention. I think you should understand its value and use for this purpose."
"Wouldn't this thing be more useful to you?"
St. Yis waved his hand and said: "It's okay. When she decides to go to the island, it won't be too late for me to get it back."
Bing Zhixie reached out to catch the cloak: "Then I will help Ruola accept it." At the same time, he asked: "Do you trust me so much? Even if you are the clan leader and I am a clan member, this is the first time we have officially met. And human beings
Character is elusive, and even members of the clan may betray you. From some of the things you told me, although I can’t get a full picture of them, I can still guess a lot. Aren’t you afraid that I will report you to the Holy Garden?”
St. Yis faced the sandy wind and said: "I have nothing left to lose. Even if I lose something more, the damage to me will be extremely limited. Although I don't know you well, as long as I have a good control...
, your betrayal will not affect anything."
"You do have the strength to show such confidence."
St. Yis smiled and said: "I am nearly 110 years old and have seen too many complex human natures. Remember, never have 100% trust in someone, even if that person is yourself. The most likely person in the world will deceive you.
Yes, it’s you.”
Bing Zhixie thought of her master for a moment.
"But..." St. Yis added: "You must also retain your sincerity. People will always wear many masks in the world. Only sincerity can take off the mask and find yourself. Otherwise, you will
You will even forget who you are."
"Can a son of the devil live for such a long time?" Bing Zhixie asked. He had already heard him mention the identity of the son of the devil in the conversation yesterday.
St. Yis nodded: "I have nearly half the lifespan of a dwarf, and can live for more than two hundred years, or even three hundred years. So now I am young. When I am young, I have to do something to change the world, otherwise it will be a waste.
I have lived such a wonderful life. Hahahahaha..." After saying this, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, which passed away in the blink of an eye.
Bing Zhixie looked at other things: "Hey, where's that scroll? Demonic... Demonic Refining and Remelting Technique."
"You want that?"
Bingzhi smiled evilly and said: "I see that you care about that thing very much. It must be very useful."
"have you seen."
"What?"
"You have seen the magic remelting technique."
"I see..." Bing Zhixie suddenly thought of something: "Ah, they are those bronze men! There are them on the first floor of the temple, and they are also in front of the tomb of Queen Mo Yue."
St. Yis said: "There are also puppets in the world that can be broken and reassembled, but they are either specially made for splitting, or there will be cracks after being put back together. The magic remelting technique can remelt the broken metal.
, there are no damage cracks, this kind of alchemical magic has great value."
"You're going to use it as a puppet?"
"What if you applied it to armor?"
Bing Zhixie's heart was shocked.
St. Yis said: "I don't know if it's feasible yet, but someone has to try to study it in depth." He gestured: "Three things, you can also pick up one more thing."
Bing Zhixie was not in a hurry, but asked: "There are five passages on the sixth floor of the temple, and there are some treasures hidden in each passage. Only the path of the Kings of Desire that Alice and the others took has nothing. Is that there?
Have you taken away everything?"
St. Yis laughed again: "You are quite thoughtful. I took the things away. You want to ask for them too, so you are a bit greedy."
"I'm just asking." Bing Zhixie casually explored and took out the strange and heavy sphere that was not taken away from the temple last time.
"Oh, there are so many treasures, why did you pick this one?" St. Yis was slightly surprised: "Do you know what it is?"
"I don't know, I'm just curious."
"Heh." St. Yis said: "Your choice is interesting, take it away."
Bing Zhixie was holding the sphere, but it couldn't be brought into the different space, so he had to put it aside for the time being.
Saint Isla said: "My little tribe, I will leave tomorrow morning, take your chart with me. I will also draw a chart and write you an address. If you want to see it someday, or want to go
Creation Island, charts and addresses can all help you.”
"Wait, there is one more thing I haven't said." Bingzhixie said: "You said no one can tell... the identity of the Moran Saga clan. If Huangyan City thoroughly checks my body, will they know?
"
"Oh~!" St. Yis' eyes flashed with a cold light: "Is there such a thing? I understand."