Seeing Wang Dashi being brutally murdered twice, many people showed fear on their faces, and their eyes no longer looked at the three ancient treasures so eagerly.
After a while.
Wang Dashi walked up the stairs again, this time he looked even more embarrassed, his face was covered with bloody wounds east and west, his left arm was gone, and his two empty sleeves were swaying in the air. Drops of blood dripped down the sleeves and fell to the ground.
This time Wang Dashi did not touch the three ancient treasures, but walked straight to the corner, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. We all didn’t know what to do next. We wanted to get the ancient treasure, but we were afraid of ending up like Wang Dashi. However, we were unwilling to give up the ancient treasure.
Contradiction, too contradictory, what should I do?
Zhang Delong smiled bitterly: "I finally came across three ancient treasures, but I can't touch them. It's really depressing."
Lin San narrowed his eyes and walked towards the three ancient treasures.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, what are you doing?" Zhang Delong was shocked: "Those three ancient treasures can automatically attack people. They are too powerful. You..."
"I know it well, I just want to try to see how powerful these three ancient treasures are," Lin San walked to a place about a foot away from the stone table and stopped, then slowly stretched out his right hand, "Teng," a ball Red flames suddenly flashed from the palm of his hand. Lin San exhaled gently, dragging the red flames towards the first ancient treasure writing brush.
"Swish, swish, swish," the brush seemed to have foreseen the crisis, and it shot out three yellow lights at once. The three yellow lights formed a triangle and struck Lin three times quickly.
"Hmph," Lin San snorted softly, flipping his palm over and flicking out the red flame in his palm.
The red flame turned into a big red net, and when it swung left and right, it enveloped the three yellow lights, and then gathered them toward the center.
The three yellow lights jumped and struggled violently, but the big red net was too tough and they couldn't break free at all.
"Crack, crackle..." After a crisp sound, the three yellow lights disappeared and disappeared, while the red light network was intact, but the luster was dimmed.
Lin San stretched out his hand, and the red light net floating in the air directly covered the brush, and then dragged it to Lin San.
At this time, the brush was extremely honest and no longer offered any resistance.
Lin San put away the red light net, then held the brush and looked at it carefully. Except that the brush was slightly larger, its shape and color were the same as ordinary brushes. Lin San tried to input mana into the brush, "Buzz." ..." The surface of the brush suddenly emitted a dazzling yellow light, and three small characters slowly appeared on the barrel of the brush.
These three characters appear on the barrel of the "Charm Pen".
"What is a talisman brush?" Lin San looked a little shocked.
Zhang Delong, who was standing behind him, said hurriedly: "It's the spiritual pen used to make talismans. Generally, making talismans requires a spiritual spiritual pen to write. This spiritual pen is also divided into levels, low-level, intermediate, and high-level. According to my guess, Fellow Daoist Lin The brush in his hand is a high-grade magic brush. The secret recipe for making high-grade magic pens has long been lost. There are probably not many high-grade magic brushes in the entire Blood Moon Continent now. If Lin Daoyou sells this high-grade magic pen to those who make it, The Fu Sect can probably be sold for a sky-high price," having said this, a trace of envy flashed in Zhang Delong's eyes.
"Oh, this seemingly ordinary writing brush can actually be sold for a lot of spiritual stones," Lin San thought for a while and put the writing brush into the storage ring. Lin San had already made plans. When he left Xiaoyao Hall, he would look for Several talisman-making sects asked how much spiritual stones the writing brush was worth. If the amount was considerable, Lin San would sell the writing brush. If there were not many spiritual stones, then Lin San would throw the writing brush into the spiritual insect bag and give it to the Evil Demon Bee. Feeding.
After putting away the brush, Lin San began to look at the two remaining ancient treasures.
The middle one is an earthy yellow gourd, and the last one is a red talisman.
Lin San resorted to his old trick and continued to cover his palm with Lihuo to touch the khaki gourd and red talisman.
Before Lin San's palm could get closer, the middle of the stone table suddenly cracked, and the khaki gourd and red talisman fell into the stone table. Then the middle of the stone table came together again. The surface was smooth and flat, with no cracks visible.
"Hey, I didn't expect this stone table to have the function of automatically protecting ancient treasures," Lin San said in surprise.
At this moment, a line of words suddenly appeared on the stone table, "If you are greedy, you will not end well." The meaning of this line is very clear. It is a warning to Lin San to give up when he sees something good and stop coveting khaki. Gourd and red talisman, otherwise the end will be tragic.
"Haha..." Lin San laughed: "I hate being threatened in my life, and today I want to get both the gourd and the magic talisman." After saying that, Lin San shook his hands into a fist and hit the stone hard. On the table.
There was no sound, not a trace of tremor, and Lin San's violent blow had no effect on the stone table.
Lin San increased his strength and hit the stone table several times, but there was still no damage to the stone table. Since his fists were not good, he used Lihuo to burn it, but what happened next completely stunned Lin San.
A large swath of fire enveloped the stone table and burned it, but the stone table showed no sign of melting.
"What kind of material is this stone table made of? Why is it so hard that even Li Huo can't hurt it at all?" Lin San frowned, stretched out his hand, and Li Huo broke away from the stone table and rushed into Lin San's body. Then Lin San released the Thunder Demon Bee.
Lin San gave the order, and thousands of Thunder Demon Bees rushed on the stone table and started biting it. This time, Lin San had already thought about it. If the Thunder Demon Bees could not hurt the stone table, then he would give up hiding. There were two ancient treasures in the stone table, but the Thunder Demon Bee did not disappoint Lin San in the end.
The Thunder Demon Bee is indeed a famous ferocious insect in ancient times, and its teeth are extremely hard. Even the stone table that cannot be damaged by Lihuo was torn out by countless holes in the stone table.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." The stone table suddenly started shaking violently, and it also let out a miserable cry like a human being.
Lin San curled his lips: "It seems that this stone table has become a spirit." Lin San has always been hard-hearted and was completely indifferent to the screams of the stone table. He just continued to command the evil thunder demon bees to devour the stone table.
As time goes by.
The screams of Stone Table became lower and lower, and its size also shrunk by two-thirds.
"Boom," the stone table finally shattered to pieces, and even the khaki gourd and red talisman that had just been hidden fell out.
Fortunately, Lin San stopped him in time, otherwise the khaki gourd and the red talisman would have been swallowed up by the Thunder Demon Bee. He put away the Thunder Demon Bee and put all the gravel on the stone table into the spirit insect bag. The evil thunder bee grinded its teeth. Without the protection of the stone table, Lin San easily got the khaki gourd and red talisman.
When it gets hot and cool, the khaki gourd exudes waves of coolness, while the red talisman emits waves of heat.