The light was still the faint light, exactly the same as when you looked at it from a distance through the deep lake. It neither became brighter nor dimmer.
It seems that this little light simply ignores any distance!
This should be an extremely strange thing! However, judging from the expressions on the two of them at this time, there seemed to be no ecstasy of getting the treasure.
"Poor child!" Chen Yuxiang withdrew his gaze and glanced at Ma Sanpao sympathetically. The latter's face was woven with depression, despair, unwillingness, and despair, and all kinds of extremely strange expressions.
Because that ball of light has no temperature at all!
Can it still be called fire without any temperature?
The dim light is not a rootless thing. What emits these lights is a black bead the size of a fist.
Although the black bead looks a little strange, Chen Yuxiang doesn't think it is something extraordinary. At least his ring has no reaction to this gadget.
What magic rings don't like are naturally not considered good things.
Moreover, the black beads look very natural, and it seems... it is not an object made by man, but is naturally produced. Seeing this black bead with a faint light, Chen Yuxiang immediately thought of his and Qing'er Cave Mansion when he was in the Crystal Palace.
Those huge night pearls in it.
Ma Sanpao stretched out his hand and the black bead flew into his hand. Feeling the shiny and cool feeling at the beginning, a bitter smile appeared on Ma Sanpao's face.
"This is not a heavenly fire! This is clearly just a small object used by people who lived here before!" Ma Sanpao murmured, and a naughty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Let's take a look first!" Lao Ma murmured unwillingly, suddenly swung a punch and hit his nose hard.
"Peng!" With a dull sound, two nosebleeds gushed out.
Chen Yuxiang was stunned. This guy's move was a bit like him! It seemed that he knew that if the items in the immortal ruins could recognize their masters, they would all be big eaters.
The two blood in the nose were wiped by Lao Ma, and they were all wiped onto the black ball, but there was no response.
This is exactly the same as Chen Yuxiang's guess. How could a light bulb that someone used was recognized as the owner? No one can be idle. Make the light bulb into a magic weapon, and then recognize the owner and come and play!
Just like when I was in the Earth Crystal Palace, I could not have refined the Night Pearl into a magic weapon.
"I'm giving this thing to you!" Ma San's gunner shook, and the black bead flew towards Chen Yuxiang.
Chen Yuxiang reached out to catch it, stroked it for a moment, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face. He always had to act as a gesture, right?
"Although it's not a precious thing, it's still a bit of a feature. Take it back and give it to Qing'er, maybe she will like it..."
"What a pity! What a pity! It's such a pity!"
Staring straight at the black beads in Chen Yuxiang's hand, Ma Sanpao's face showed unconcealed regret. Obviously, he was difficult to accept this result.
But I think so, for the sake of this so-called Tianhuo, Lao Ma has only half his life left. Now that he has finally obtained the "Tianhuo", he found that it was such a small thing, which makes Ma Sanpao feel so sarcastic!
"This kid Sanpao is so despair! Fortunately, I have obtained several Holy Light Pills. Although it may not be able to relieve cold poison, since it is said by Lu Xiansheng, it may have some effect. After going out this time, I went out.
, I have to find a channel to give it to him." Chen Yuxiang thought to himself.
After seeing the terrible waters of Bining Lake, Chen Yuxiang found it difficult to believe that a mere six-level magic potion of the Holy Light Pill can relieve the cold poison of the water. However, after all, Lu Xiansheng was well-educated, since this was from him.
The mouth should have at least a certain relief effect. In view of how good Ma Sanpao is to him, Old Monster Chen thinks it is also good to let him live for a few more years.
"What a pity, it's such a pity!" Ma Sanpao was still staring at Chen Yuxiang, repeating these two sentences, his eyes full of unconcealed regret.
Seeing Lao Ma so disappointed, Chen Yuxiang felt sad for a moment. Poor child!
"Master, what's going on?" He put the black beads into the storage ring to prevent Ma Sanpao from hurting the situation when he saw it. Then Chen Yuxiang played the role of a well-behaved disciple again.
"Oh!" Ma Sanpao looked at Chen Yuxiang deeply again, with a strange look on his face on the poker face, and sat down on the lake shore dejectedly. He looked up at the sky in the sky, and a trace of undetectable strangeness flashed in his eyes.
His expression seemed to have made some decision.
Looking back, Ma Sanpao pointed to the grass beside him and said, "You can sit down too, little guy!"
"Um!"
Chen Yuxiang sat down not far from Ma Sanpao and listened quietly to Ma Sanpao.
"When I joined the Wudang Sect, it was more than 800 years ago. At that time, the Great Xia Kingdom had just been built for more than 100 years, and the entire continent was still a little confused..." Ma Sanpao's face showed a hint of melancholy,
The opening of the mouth.
"Master, your cold poison will be fine!" Seeing that Ma Sanpao was about to recall his prosperous years here, Chen Yuxiang quickly interrupted. He had no time to chat with Ma Sanpao here, since he had collected it.
Without the Tianhuo, he naturally wanted to teleport out so that he could refine the merging pill for Qing'er as soon as possible!
"Haha! Don't worry, chat with me, the old man!" Ma Sanpao smiled indifferently, but he had a constant poker face, and it was not much better to laugh than cry.
"I was also a genius in the sect back then. The Wudang Sect that day was different from today. It should be said that it is dozens of times stronger than the Wudang Sect today!" Ma Sanpao showed a look of recollection on his face: "Because
At that time, the ancestor Zifeng was still alive. With his personal guidance, my strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and I entered the Nascent Soul Stage in less than 100 years!"
Chen Yuxiang listened silently, but nodded in his heart. In less than 100 years, he entered the Nascent Soul Stage and used trash like Qingxin Art. This horse and three cannon can barely be called a genius.
"I was young, had good qualifications, and were handsome and handsome. I was an absolute stalwart in the sect. Even the ancestor, the old man, loved me the most among his younger disciples."
"Handsome, handsome, and handsome?" Chen Yuxiang was speechless. Looking at Lao Ma's poker face, he really couldn't find any sense of handsomeness.
But then I thought about it, the only son of Old Ma, Ma Yu, looks gentle and elegant, and looks like a fairy-like idol, a typical middle-aged and elderly female monk. Although his grandson Ma Xunhuan hates it a little, he definitely deserves it.
The word "Handsome" is mentioned. Since that's the case, Ma Sanpao said that he was a handsome guy back then, so naturally he was not bragging anymore.
"I am dedicated to the Tao and have no interest in other things. The Wudang Sect was very famous that day, with countless monks in the sect, and many beautiful female disciples. If you are handsome, you will naturally be able to throw yourself into your arms.
But I and they are just vain and have never found a fixed Taoist partner."
"...I'm not interested, you're still silly..." Chen Yuxiang touched his nose awkwardly, but he said in his heart that he didn't expect that this old horse is still a four-no man! He doesn't take the initiative, doesn't refuse, doesn't promise, doesn't take responsibility. I want to come here
The servant relied on his face to harm many girls.
"Later, the master who always loved me couldn't stand it anymore. At that time, the first Danyang Wudang Friendship Conference was held, and the master took me there and wanted me to choose a Taoist partner." Ma San
When Pao said this, a warm smile appeared on his face.
Chen Yuxiang naturally knew about this Danyang Wudang Friendship Conference. The three major sects were in harmony, but Shaolin monks naturally didn't have to find a Taoist partner. The Wudang Sect has more wolves and fewer meats, and the Danyang Sect has many saints, so these two sects are so
Marriage is very common. Before the Double Ninth Festival every year, several Wudang fairy boats will take older married disciples to Danyang Mountain, where the Danyang Cult is located, for a blind date. This is the famous Danyang Wudang Friendship Conference!
"Although I still have no plans to find a Taoist partner, I am naturally willing to meet more beauties. In this way, I followed the master and the old man to the Danyang Sect on the bank of Danshui. And right?
In Pinglang Palace, I met her!" Speaking of this, Ma Sanpao's eyes were filled with warm light, and the smile on his face became stronger.
"That was a beautiful woman, full of spiritual energy." Ma Sanpao said intoxicatedly: "She came to me, and she was as bright as the sun. I was immediately given by her.
Attracted, I know, this is the woman I dream of!"
Hearing this, Chen Yuxiang's heart was also filled with a trace of gossip: "Master, what about you later?"
Ma Sanpao looked at Chen Yuxiang with satisfaction, as if very satisfied with his cooperation: "Later, she walked to me gently, patted my head intimately, and said something.
I can't forget the gentle look she was when she spoke..."
"Uh..." Chen Yuxiang didn't expect that it was really strange that Ma Sanpao met her Taoist partner for the first time. The girl was quite funny. Even if she fell in love with her, how could she touch her head when she came up?
"Master, what did she say?" Chen Yuxiang continued to play the role of supporting actor honestly.
"What she said was Zifeng, is this the genius disciple you are talking about? It looks pretty good!"
"Puff!" Chen Yuxiang almost burst into laughter. The girl Lao Ma liked was obviously a senior from Danyang Sect. This guy really has a unique vision!
"Boy, why are you laughing?" Ma Sanpao said angrily: "Do you still listen?"
"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, keep talking..." Chen Yuxiang tried his best to wipe his face twice, wiped the smile patterns completely.
"Hmph!" Old Ma snorted coldly, and a fascinated look appeared on his face again: "That day, she..."
"Zifeng?" Chen Yuxiang continued to listen to the old horse's nagging, but suddenly he was stunned. This girl is too fierce, and she dared to mention Zifeng's name? Did he know that Zifeng is the founder of Wudang Sect?
Name!
"No! This girl dares to say this, she is definitely not a Danyang disciple who participated in the blind date!"
"Her status should be higher than that of Zifeng Zhenren!" Chen Yuxiang was secretly frightened and his mind changed rapidly.
"The three major sects were founded at the same time. There is only one person in Danyang Sect who can compete with Wudang Zifeng's real person in the world! Then, this woman can only be that one!"