The sudden rush of people made this deep and dark corridor a little more lively for a while.
The smell of years of dust hits my face, and it seems that everything is engraved here, no matter how old it is.
No one moved. In a hurry, they were carefully observing all the details that could be grasped and within reach to judge whether there was any fatal danger lurking in this quiet space, even if there were several prefecture-level or gold-level people.
None of the Dan cultivators could draw an immediate conclusion, including Mu Qianxue, the earth-level cultivator of Yufeng Sect who provided the jade slip to break the formation.
With such a large number of high-level monks present, Jiang Feng did not dare to release his shadow to investigate rashly. Although in this flickering ruins, the shadow's detection is very convenient, and the distance is inexplicably increased, but those with malicious intentions are likely to
Someone was there. Jiang Feng looked around and found to his embarrassment that the only person who could be called a friend was Liao Shenchang from the Spirit Cage Chamber of Commerce.
This is just a friend on a paper agreement, and the other party has a fight with him. This friendship also has a special premise, that is, they do not know that they are the murderers of the Mo Qiuquan case, and the real agreement, perhaps Zheng Luda and
Ni Dabao has not yet been finalized. Speaking of which, who will the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce find as a partner in the future? This involves their real backer and will also affect their future layout for the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce.
Mu Qianxue from the Yufeng Sect and Leng Tingtao from the Jincheng Sect could only be considered a one-time acquaintance. As for Zeng Baojun from the Chixia Sect, Jiang Feng didn't want to think about anything other than staying away from him.
After retracting his scattered thoughts, Jiang Feng's eyes returned to the dark corridor full of stale atmosphere. Several monks had already tentatively moved forward, exploring the ear chambers on both sides of the corridor one by one. Some of them were empty, and some were scattered with various kinds of things.
Some of the sundries can be seen to have been more precious mundane things, or the preferences of Venerable Yuanchu during his lifetime, but they have all faded, broken, or even turned into dust due to the passage of time, becoming worthless.
Because there was no danger, everyone speeded up their pace. It wasn't until someone found traces of damaged low-level magic weapons that the search slowed down again.
Ziga
A heavy and distant sound floated from the depths of the corridor, like an iron gate that had not been opened for a long time.
Everyone moved forward slowly, no one was arguing about it, until at the end of the corridor, a wide circular altar suddenly appeared. This altar was four feet in diameter, and the entire body was carved from flawless white jade. Around it,
, five bright lights of different colors penetrated from the holes of unknown depth, covering all nearby details. The concentration of spiritual energy in the air was a hundred times higher than that in the canyon, reaching the level of the second-level spiritual land.
"It's a fifth-level spiritual stone." Jiang Feng heard someone whisper.
Fifth level? Such a heaven-defying existence, Jiang Feng couldn't help but take a few more glances. But another voice in the team said, "Not necessarily, maybe this palace is built on the main vein of Lingdi."
That's right, just like the sect formation of the Qianshan Sect, Jiang Feng thought to himself. He immediately gave up this meaningless conjecture and paid attention to the flat altar. However, he saw complex and rare patterns engraved on it, and there were traces of them.
Wisps of spiritual power flow inside, and the edges and corners often bloom with dots of light of various colors. On the altar, there are two square grooves seven feet apart, with a length and width of about seven feet. One of the grooves
Inside, there is a pattern of crossed swords and swords engraved on it, while the other part is smooth and traceless, incompatible with the surroundings. PC::/
"Impartiality, the way of a saint"
On the white jade platform between the two, there was a line of ancient demonic writing carved neatly. Jiang Feng managed to see most of it clearly, and the rest guessed its meaning. Jiang Feng had seen the "Snow Maiden of Ice Desolation" inheritance altar before.
"Dedicate everything and be reborn", I already have some impressions in my mind. Perhaps, the principle of "obeying fairness in all things" should be the great path of Venerable Yuanchu during his lifetime. Thinking of this, an inexplicable familiar feeling spreads throughout his body, as if
Chu Yiming felt the same when he shared his elixir theory with himself.
Is it possible that this is a reward given to him by the Heavenly Dao after he was able to disprove other people's elixir theory? Looking at the few monks around him, it seems that there are also some who have gained something. Presumably, he is not the only one who has benefited from it.
"What the hell?" Someone in the team obviously didn't recognize the ancient demon writing. It wasn't until someone told him in a low voice that he added, "What's the trick to play with us?"
"It's interesting. Yuan Chu knows how to play. Let me give it a try."
Zeng Baojun ignored the discordant voice and was the first to stand up. He looked at the white jade altar for a moment, then took out a two-foot-long short ax weapon, wrapped it with spiritual power, and placed it on the engraved sword pattern.
within the groove.
The light on the entire altar suddenly focused on this magical instrument, followed by a burst of spiritual power, and in the opposite smooth groove, there was a faint light emerging.
Zeng Baojun clenched his right hand tightly, and the spiritual power threads wrapped around it were taut, like a solid body, trying to pull back the magic weapon placed in the groove. However, something unexpected happened suddenly, and the groove seemed to be quickly moved by an inexplicable force.
It was closed and sank rapidly. At the same time, a pagoda-like magic weapon suddenly appeared from the smooth groove and quickly ejected in front of Zeng Baojun.
This mysterious altar did not give him any chance to get back the magic weapon.
Zeng Baojun held the suspended vermilion pagoda and carefully felt the special features of this magical weapon. With a calm expression, he silently put the magical weapon into his storage bag, then took a step back and did not make any move.
"Friend Zeng, how about sharing what you got?"
The speaker was Chu Anlan. Although he basically understood the mystery here, as the first monk to try it, he might have some different understandings of this pagoda magic weapon.
"This is a magic weapon-level magic weapon. As for the effect, I'm afraid all fellow Taoists, like me, are not good at identifying magic weapons." Zeng Baojun did not hide the quality of the magic weapon he obtained, but he also had no intention of showing it out for everyone to appreciate one by one.
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"Each person can only try once."
Knowing that he couldn't hide it, he still revealed the main secret, but there was one thing he didn't share. The quality of the pagoda was much higher than the second-level magic weapon he put in it to test the effect. It should be a good one.
Of course, there is a price for the fourth-level magic weapon. For the sake of fairness, he must kill an Igu monk whose cultivation level is lower than his own, and sacrifice it to the fair road that still exists in the dark.
The question is, who is that mysterious voice? Is Venerable Yuanchu still alive?
He carefully considered all the details just now, and had some unconfirmed conjectures in his mind. He secretly mused and took a step back, waiting for others to continue trying. Even if he suffered a dark loss in his first attempt, others would not be spared.
For this reason, he deliberately showed a slightly happy expression on his face to encourage others to continue trying.
At the same time, with his eyes wandering, Zeng Baojun secretly looked at the several Xuan-level monks in the team. Those whose cultivation level was lower than his own, these Xuan-level monks were the best targets.
Jiang Feng?
He selected a target in his mind. This choice seemed to be the most in line with his cousin Zeng Baoxian's design. Liu Zhengchun and a few others were wandering and hunting in the canyon, but he escaped unexpectedly. It was good luck.
Leng Tingtao's expression was calm. He came out second and put in a brick-like unnamed material. As the light flashed, a pale bone knife flew in front of him. He grabbed it in his hand and seemed to feel it.
Some additional information, then, he turned around and walked ten steps back, stepped lightly with his right foot, and a square brick instantly cracked, and a fist-sized green crystal appeared there. He almost took it into his hand and put it away.
"It seems that someone is controlling this fairness. However, the fairness of this value does not refer to the current value, but the value when Yuan Chu was alive. As a kind of weapon refining material, Jin Qiu Zhi Paste now has a substitute, and few people
Needed, but in the Yuanchu era, it was extremely rare." He did not remain silent like the previous people, but directly shared what he had gained, "This magic weapon cannot offset the money I put in.
That piece of material, therefore, a voice guided me to get an extra item."
"Yuanchu is still alive?" Chu Anlan asked, who had not yet taken any action. He seemed to hear the key to this.
"Perhaps, but most of it is just a decoration during his lifetime." Leng Tingtao seemed to be happy to share his recent experience, "So, I don't recommend putting in anything too bad." He looked at Mu Qianxue, whose eyes were steady but slightly hesitant.
After a moment, he then turned his attention to Zeng Baojun, who was the first to try, "Well, I guess Fellow Daoist Zeng may have some different feelings."
"Hey……"
Zeng Baojun did not expect that the other party would directly name him. The value of the items he put in was indeed significantly lower than what he earned. Although the materials may have different values in different eras, the value of magic weapons used in battles is relatively stable.
"Fellow Daoist Zeng, let me share. We, Yufeng Sect, are also willing to accept your love." Mu Qianxue pondered for a moment, and then expressed her position. Her question was also what the remaining people present who had not tried to exchange wanted to ask, so everyone once again joined together.
Looking at him, Zeng Baojun felt a little pressure.
"I did hear a special voice, but it just told me that as the first tryer, I would be rewarded with higher quality income. In addition, each person can only redeem it once. I have said this before."
Is there such a thing?
Not everyone present believed his excuse. The line "Impartiality, the way of a saint" was particularly obvious. It was the first attempt and there was no need to pay an extra price. Zeng Baojun must have received additional information, but this was
It is not convenient to say it at times.
Combined with Leng Tingtao's previous statement, everyone began to wonder whether Venerable Yuanchu was still alive, or if there was still a trace of his soul left.
If it is just a layout during his lifetime, there is nothing to be afraid of. If Venerable Yuanchu is really still alive, then we must consider whether we should avoid having any relationship with him and be inadvertently affected by his "Taoist words". Those with higher cultivation levels present,
They are all facing the problem of subsequent promotion. If the Taoist heart is accidentally stained by Venerable Yuanchu, it may not be a trivial matter, or a loss that can be offset by a magic weapon.
Jiang Feng also vaguely understood this.
The reason why he is willing to take the risk to come to the canyon ruins is because he wants to keep his Taoist mind clear. Otherwise, even if he betrays the blood oath of the Snow Maiden of the Ice Desolation, so what? This blood oath is not immediately fatal, but will only cause higher impact in the future.
When you are in a certain state, you may turn into an inner demon, hindering your improvement, and there is a certain probability that you will become a demon and die.
Mu Qianxue did not hesitate. The third one came out and put in a simple ring. Between the grooves and fluctuations, a blue jade slip ejected. Mu Qianxue grabbed it in her hand, put it on her forehead and read it for a while, then she was satisfied.
She put it away and signaled Qiu Chengzhi, the Xuan-level monk behind her, to continue trying. However, she did not let Qiu Chengzhi dig out his own magic weapon. Instead, she handed him a jade-carved Lin Yuniao, which was obtained from Gao Shiman, a golden elixir monk from Wei State.
portable magic weapon.
A fleeting cold light flashed in the eyes of several earth-level monks. Several people had noticed this magical weapon in the shape of Lin Yuniao when they opened the ruins. Now when they took it out of Mu Qianxue's hand, it can be seen that
Gao Shiman, the golden elixir cultivator of the Great Wei Kingdom, had probably died in the hands of Mu Qianxue. While he was surprised, he secretly became more wary of her. Zeng Baojun's eyes even flashed with a glimmer of light, thankful that he had just given in and uttered the truth.
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Chu Anlan thought for a moment and immediately gave up the opportunity to exchange treasures. Two of the three prefecture-level monks from the Lingcage Chamber of Commerce gave up the opportunity. Only Liao Shenchang didn't seem to be afraid of the Taoist heart being dusted, so he exchanged a copper coin sample for it.
The magic weapon, but he also hesitated for a moment when he got the magic weapon.
"The voice you are talking about does exist. There is also another message. We must exchange ten items before we can leave." He looked around, staying on the face of each earth-level monk for a moment, and then pointed to the stone wall opposite,
The place was originally empty, but after his guidance, everyone seemed to have discovered a hidden door that was not obvious.
Redeem ten items?
"Since Yuanchu wants to be fair, then each of our teams will provide two people to redeem it." Mu Qianxue said. Her side has already completed this amount, so naturally there is no need to risk it again. "This is fine for us.
move on".
"Agreed." The masked woman in the Lingcong Chamber of Commerce team who had not spoken a word said, "Pu Ziyu, go and change it."
"yes!"
The Xuan-level monk who was named was a little frightened, and he hesitated in his movements, but in the end he put the weapon in his hand. This was perhaps the best magic weapon he had at hand. The light flashed, and a
The silver light sledgehammer flew out and fell into his hand. Immediately, his complexion became older at an alarming rate, as if he had lost decades of life before he stopped.
He immediately meditated on the spot and quickly took a few various elixirs. Only then did he stabilize his chaotic cultivation, and carefully retreated into the group without daring to say a word.
It can be seen that if suitable magic weapons cannot be provided, for traders, not only may the Taoist heart be dusted, but also physical damage may be caused. Every item exchanged is a magic weapon level, and the trader will receive additional or
What needs to be paid is the difference in value between the two.
"You two, each go and change one." Chu Anlan looked at Cui Yinghuan and Jiang Feng behind him and gave his choice for the team.