"I have nothing left, and you can't take it away." The old dwarf felt a little happy.
Hearing this, Yunzheng felt bored, and then took back the golden axe, along with the hundreds of holy runes affixed to the roof.
If she had known this, she would not have wasted those ten runes to lure him out.
If you sell ten runes, you will get a lot of spiritual jade.
She glanced at the little old man, then decisively turned around and walked downstairs.
As a result, before she had even taken two steps, the old dwarf swam over and stopped her.
He frowned, "Where are you going?"
"Go find someone." Yunzheng said.
The little old man pretended to be sinister and threatened: "You have completed the inheritance, so you have to stay here with me, or I will send you into the mouth of that vicious creature."
Yunzheng: "..." Do you know that you are very cute now?!
At this time, Dajuan sent a message to her, "Master, how about you contract him?"
These words shocked Yunzheng, and then she showed an unspeakable expression.
She looked at the old dwarf in front of her and shook her head subconsciously.
"No." Yunzheng refused resolutely. She had already raised several of them, and the flowers were like flowing water.
God knows, she is really very poor.
She now only has forty-seven spiritual jade in her body, and she spent almost all her expenses on five of them.
She has a heavy burden.
Although this ancient artifact is a good thing, it is now broken and damaged. Come to think of it...
Repairing it would also be a huge expense.
Dajuan naturally understood his master's mood, and he just made suggestions, and he felt that Hunyuan Tower seemed to have some unexplainable... connection with him.
The old dwarf asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a demon?"
"It's nothing, I just had a heart attack." Yunzheng shook his head calmly.
He looked surprised, "No way, you are so young and you actually have a heart problem?"
Yunzheng: "..."
"I don't have time to accompany you, I want to practice as soon as possible." Yunzheng said calmly, "How can I help you suppress that evil thing if you don't practice?"
When the little old man heard this, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"…All right."
He spoke with great reluctance, as if someone was forcing him.
Yunzheng sighed and suggested, "Can you find someone else to talk to?"
"They can't see me. Besides, what's there to talk about with them?"
She frowned slightly, stared at him, and her tone couldn't help but become more serious, "What does this mean?"
The little old man heard the words, thought about it for a while, and explained: "The Hunyuan Tower is ruined, and as a weapon spirit, my natural spiritual consciousness has been mostly illusory, so only people with a cultivation level above the Broken Soul Realm can see me."
"You are a descendant of the pupil clan. You can see everything with your eyes, so you can naturally see me."
Yunzheng was surprised, he actually knew about the Tongshu clan?
Eyes can read everything...
No wonder she sees things that ordinary people can't.
At this time, the little old man looked at her seriously, and even leaned around her to smell her. He frowned and said, "You really have the aura of ancient artifacts on your body."
"Ancient artifact? I didn't contract any ancient artifact."
"Impossible, I smell it!" the little old man said firmly.
Yunzheng thought about it carefully, she really didn't contract any of the nine divine weapons, the only divine weapon she had was the Phoenix Star Ring.
But the Phoenix Star Ring is not an ancient artifact.
Yunzheng: "You heard it wrong."
"impossible!"
The little old man's face was grim. How could he admit his mistake? Even if his strength and spiritual knowledge plummeted, and his memory was incomplete, he could not admit the original aura of the ancient artifact.
Although he couldn't remember what the other ancient artifacts were, he still remembered their aura.
Seeing how determined he was, Yunzheng felt a flash of inspiration flash in her mind.
She gradually came up with a guess.
The person who has always introduced everything about Hunyuan Tower to her is——
Big roll!
Could Dajuan be the weapon spirit of the ancient artifact? Isn't he the book spirit?
She suppressed her inner thoughts and explained to the little old man calmly: "Perhaps those ten sources of elements have been contaminated with the aura of Hunyuan Tower for a long time. After being absorbed by me, my body was naturally contaminated with the scent of Hunyuan Tower."
breath."
This is not unreasonable.
However, the little old man still had some doubts, because he seemed to sense the source of the elements when she absorbed them...
If it weren't for the fact that she was from the pupil arts clan over there, and that she had some vaguely friendly aura about her, he might not have let go of his guard so early.
Really not?
He lowered his head and thought.
By the time he reacted, the red figure was gone on the forty-ninth floor.
The little old man was so angry that he wanted to cry.
Ever since, he shed tears as big as beans again.
In the next month and a half.
The little old man chased Yunzheng's figure and ran around Hunyuan Tower, sometimes pretending to be a ghost to scare her.
Yunzheng is tired.
What kind of weapon spirit is this?
She is playful and playful, and starts crying when she disagrees with her. The tears fill the entire layer, sometimes several layers.
Even when he is angry, he will spit fire from his mouth, and when he is angry, he will thunder...
She directly asked Erbai and Sanfeng to come out and play with him.
As a result, he cried even harder.
She could swear that she had never seen such a crying little old man before.
With Erbai and Sanfeng, he didn't bother her much.
Erbai and Sanfeng were cubs originally, so they were very playful, so it didn't take long for them to become like the little old man.
One day.
Three small figures formed a circle.
"Bai Bai, Feng Feng, it won't be long before we say goodbye." The little old man said sadly.
Erbai and Sanfeng looked at each other and didn't know what to say. They were also a little reluctant to let go.
Seeing that the two of them were silent, the little old man rolled his eyes and seemed to have thought of some way. He lowered his voice and said in a tone of deception: "Why don't you let your master make a contract with me? We can play together."
"no!"
"Zhizhi." No!
The two little guys said in unison.
The little old man was very disappointed and asked without giving up: "Why?"
Sanfeng said with a serious face: "The master is very poor."
"Zhizhi." That is, the master is very poor and cannot afford to support you.
The little old man was confused: "..." That's it?
As time went by, it was finally March.
On this day, everyone woke up and they were all moved to the first floor.
‘Boom——’
The bell of Hunyuan Tower rang, like a warning bell before a storm struck.
The old and majestic voice sounded: "Since you have accepted the inheritance, you should abide by your promise and suppress or seal the evil thing for me or kill it!"
When everyone heard this, they were upset.
The little old man glanced at Yunzheng several times behind the scenes, with a bit of unbearability and entanglement in his eyes. Should he let her go?
Yunzheng seemed to feel something, looked in a certain direction and made a gesture.
The little old man's heart trembled, then he pouted aggrievedly, and controlled the Hunyuan Tower while crying.
Not long after, their vision went dark and they moved to another place again.
Restless or chaotic spiritual energy can make people feel uncomfortable all over.
When they opened their eyes and saw it, they were so frightened that their breaths suffocated.
What came into view was a huge beast with red hair, two pale golden dragon horns on its forehead, a pair of black wings on its shoulders, and a pair of red pupils with bloodthirsty killing intent.
It was trapped in one place, and everyone it glanced at was weak in the legs.
"This... this..." Everyone was horrified.
The evil thing turned out to be...
Yunzheng's eyes were complicated and her red lips were slightly parted: "Ancient ferocious beast——"