They walked in through the huge gap in the half-open door of the palace, and hundreds of eyes looked at them and then turned away again.
There is a colorful jade liquid ditch in the center of the hall. Surrounded by the square ditch is an ancient tree with thousands of floating roots. The turbulent weather is urging people to crawl!
This is nothing else but a rare tree of luck that suppresses and protects luck!
It's no wonder that King Donglin, King Jingyao, and each of the three ancient clans and sects, from the Supreme Elder to the disciples, are all jealous.
In the face of this unparalleled treasure that can only be enjoyed exclusively, any alliance will be shattered.
But there were too many people staring at it, and anyone who made a move might be attacked by a group, so a strange confrontation was maintained.
"There are obviously three innate holy treasures, how can it be possible that only this fortune tree is left?" Supreme Elder Zhongli snorted angrily, "You are going too far to deceive others. You just took two of them and want to keep it as your own."
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King Donglin replied coldly, "That's nonsense! As soon as we entered this palace, you were already there, so there's no time to get anything!"
"I advise whoever takes it to tell you, the three innate holy treasures will never disappear." The eyes of the Supreme Elder of the Xuangu Sect wandered between Donglin and the three ancient tribes. These parties were the first to arrive here.
It's very suspicious.
Who asked them to search this temple and only found traces of the innate holy treasure here? Who do they doubt?
Zhan Changfeng was behind the crowd, listening to their exchanges and heated conversations, and while he was analyzing the information in their words, a message came from Lord Guangcheng.
"When fellow Taoist came in, did you see any trace of the Eternal Soul Flag?"
"At that time, there was a pile of precious phantoms on the first floating island that seemed to have been sent in by the giant wizard spirit thousands of years ago. However, they were scattered when the monks who came in from the front touched them."
Zhan Changfeng didn't say anything, "I'm a step too late, so I'm not sure if someone took the treasure away quietly."
Guangcheng Zhenjun stopped talking and seemed to be very silent.
He has no problem, but Zhan Changfeng still has a problem, "What are they arguing about? Can Zhenjun clear up the doubts?"
The trouble has reached this point, and it is no longer a secret. Guangcheng Zhenjun replied, "Didn't I tell you last time that when the monks from the Mountain and Sea Realm entered the secret realm ten thousand years ago, they were found to be making sacrifices?"
"The three innate holy treasures enshrined on the altar are exactly the three tools of luck, merit and wish. But now when I come in, I only see this lucky tree."
Luck, merit, and willpower are not only needed by the dynasty, but also by the sects to suppress the mountain gate. It is not surprising that such competition has arisen.
Perhaps it was none of his own business, so Zhan Changfeng took the time to look at the surrounding scenery.
There were also relief murals on the walls, columns, and domes of this hall. She looked at them one by one, and behind the fortune tree, on the south-facing wall, the figure of a giant god appeared.
He is sitting on a high throne, with a tree behind him, which looks like a tree of good luck.
His left hand held a jade Ruyi. It was just a relief. Zhan Changfeng could feel the fluctuation of the wish. If nothing unexpected happened, this was the sacred treasure of the wish.
But what made her suspicious the most was that the magic mace in His right hand looked familiar.
Thinking back carefully, it seems to be the mountain whip in He Yuntian's hand!
In fact, the mace originated from the whip. There is almost no difference between the mace and the hard whip. They are both long, straight, heavy and edgeless. However, the mace is usually four-edged and the whip is multi-edged. In the early days, the two were often confused.
In addition, knowing that He Yuntian was favored by the Sky-Eyed White Tiger, and that the Sky-Eyed White Tiger had a mountain whip, he used He Yuntian's rusty mace as a mountain whip.
However, now that I think about the details of the "mountain driving whip", it is clear that it is the trump card in the palm of the giant god!
How could this magic weapon, a weapon of merit, fall into the hands of He Yuntian?
At that time, it was impossible for He Yuntian to be related to the Shanhai Realm, so there was only one answer.
Someone had entered the temple a long time ago and took away the power of wish, the two weapons of merit, and even the Soul-Resisting Banner were taken away by this person.
Zhan Changfeng took advantage of the situation and thought of the powerful existence that had been protecting He Yuntian. He wondered if there was any relationship between the two.
So now, where is He Yuntian's trump card?
Zhan Changfeng was thinking about something, but he didn't know that the fire at the scene was about to burn him.
Everyone in King Donglin is ready to make a move on the Lucky Tree, which is a first-level innate sacred treasure!
Luck is very mysterious, but "those who achieve great things must have great luck" is a truth recognized by everyone from mortals to monks.
Almost everyone thinks that if I have it, it will definitely help the path/sect/dynasty become smoother a hundred times a thousand times!
But for the time being, no one has broken the stalemate. They are all wondering who stole the two innate sacred treasures. It seems that they have come to a conclusion and have an excuse to attack.
So after an hour, I still couldn't get a result, so I could only repeat what I said before and continue to go around.
King Donglin was also annoyed and kept stressing, "How can you be sure that the other two innate sacred treasures will be placed here, maybe enshrined on other islands?"
Of course the others replied, "I've looked for other islands, but I can't see it!"
"The three instruments will complement each other when placed together. They must be placed in the same place!"
"What are you hiding for? Just tell me!"
Quietly, someone murmured, "Not every island has been searched."
There are so many true kings and heavenly kings here, and there are still dozens of them in the realm of life and death. Who can be concealed by these whispered words?
All eyes were directed at the monk.
This monk is from the Canghai sect, so the leader of the Canghai sect naturally wanted to protect him. He shouted sternly before anyone else spoke, "What are you mumbling for? Just say what you have to say!"
Being watched by so many strong men, he felt a little embarrassed and annoyed, and his eyes flashed.
Zhan Changfeng followed the crowd and looked over, but unexpectedly, this person gave her an apologetic look. Suddenly, half of all eyes were directed towards her.
"There is an island that none of us can enter. Later we found out that two people from the Day Clan were on the island."
Zhan Changfeng didn't miss the pride and excitement behind his apology. It seemed that he started recruiting villains after gaining popularity.
Everyone looked at her and Wu Feiyu deeply. Unexpectedly, one of them felt that there was nothing to say, and the other felt that matters like Yan should be dealt with by the clan leader, so no matter how they stared, they could not get through their faces.
The leader of the Canghai Sect coughed, "What do you two have to say?"
Zhan Changfeng elegantly rolled up his sleeves and said calmly, "What's there to say? The two of us are soft-spoken and weak in strength. We avoided the sharp edges of the powerful seniors and built a small island to stroll around slowly. This way
Do I also need to obtain your consent?"
"It's unreasonable to monopolize an island," said a True Lord.
"Then why don't you take out what you got and share it."