boom……"
At the pastoral cafe on the outskirts of Dragon City, a large-displacement cruise motorcycle drove over and stopped at the door.
"What you want."
Ye Yangqingyan, who was wearing a tight leather jacket, got out of the car and threw a small, exquisite red suitcase on the table.
"Thank you, sister-in-law." Chen Xing smiled ingratiatingly while opening the suitcase.
"Crack!"
Opening the lid of the box, strong psychic energy waves radiated out. In psychic perception, they are like gas bulbs emitting light and heat.
There are six undercurrent relics neatly placed inside, each worth over a million gold coins. The only people who can carry millions of things around at once are the logistics officers of the Guards Department.
"I could only take two pieces, so I reported that I took them myself."
"One piece is enough." Chen Xing said as he took out an animal tooth bracelet.
If you look closely, you can see that there are various symbols carved on the animal teeth, like some kind of tribal writing. Its owner should be some powerful priest or witch doctor or something.
Chen Xing held it in his hand, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the spiritual energy fluctuations on the bracelet. At the same time, he adjusted his own spiritual energy, gradually getting closer, and seeking resonance.
At the psychic level, two waves overlapped each other. One was from the bracelet, even and gentle, and the other was from Chen Xing, constantly changing in frequency and intensity.
However, more than ten minutes have passed, and the two spiritual energies are either strangers or mutually exclusive, just like oil and water, unable to dissolve each other.
When this happens, it is obviously a failure. Chen Xing put down the animal tooth bracelet and picked up a black stone.
I couldn't tell what it was, but there was a small piece of paper next to it that provided an explanation.
Sword-making stones, the corner of an anvil, are used to forge countless swords. During the sword-making process, the powerful spiritual power of the swordsmith is absorbed.
Chen Xing tried again. As soon as the exploring spiritual energy approached the stone, the originally gentle spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly became violent. It seemed like countless sword lights flashed through, cutting the olive branch sent by Chen Xing into pieces.
Even if he failed again, Chen Xing was not discouraged and tried the next one.
But after one round of trying, there was no resonance at all. Chen Xing felt bad all over. He only picked out six items out of hundreds, and found none.
He couldn't figure out whether it was his bad luck or poor talent. For a moment, his energy and blood were stagnated, causing internal injuries, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"You, what's wrong with you?"
His face was originally lazy, but when he saw Chen Xing vomiting blood, Ye Yangqingyan immediately became nervous and stared at Chen Xing with concern on his face.
Chen Xing knew that the other party was showing the most sincere concern, but he smiled lightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and said lightly, "I was nervous for a moment and bit my tongue."
"You bit your tongue?" Ye Yangqingyan was doubtful, "I think you seem to be vomiting blood. Do you want to ask the doctor from the guard office to take a look at you?"
"It's okay, it's a small problem." Chen Xing's expression was casual, as if it was a small matter. People are weird sometimes. The more they care about someone, the less they want to worry them.
Although he is much more mature than before, he has never experienced wind and rain. Ye Yang Qingyan's mind is still simple. She was soon deceived by his expression. The worry on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by laziness and joking, "Things are here for you." You brought it, you can’t blame me if it’s not suitable.”
"It's my fault that my fate has not come yet. I don't blame my sister-in-law." Chen Xing closed the lid and pushed the small suitcase containing Undercurrent's relics over.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. There will be a competition in a few days, and there are still a few cars waiting to be repaired." Ye Yangqingyan said as she picked up the small suitcase, then spread her thighs and stepped onto the cruiser.
"Bye~" She waved her hand towards Chen Xing, stepped on the accelerator and roared away.
After watching Ye Yang Qingyan leave, Chen Xing returned to the airship and set off to the Great East Courtyard of the Imperial City of Xiaoyue Principality to check the "Wizard Silver Coin" on site.
The Principality of Xiaoyue is the grand duchy of the Red Kingdom. It is located on the lower reaches of the Ambergris River, across the river from the Principality of Silver Claw. It once spent all its efforts to dig the artificial canal "East Canal" that passes through the Grand East Courtyard of the Royal City, and the west of the White Night Principality. The canal and the South Canal of the White Tiger Principality are collectively known as the three major canals of the Red Kingdom.
Among the three undercurrent relics within the Red Kingdom, the wizard's silver coin is in the hands of a merchant. You can get it by paying money, so go there first.
"Brother, your body is so hot."
In the lounge of the airship, Su Na lay in Chen Xing's arms, her cold hands rubbing Chen Xing's chest repeatedly, as if she wanted to cool him down.
In the spiritual sea, a huge ear pot stretched across the sky, and countless golden sand flowed out of the mouth of the pot. The seawater turned into gold, as beautiful as a dream, but the few blood flowers that popped up from the bottom of the sea looked extremely disharmonious.
The oversaturated void energy caused the body temperature to rise, and Su Na continued to use her hands to absorb the energy overflowing from Chen Xing's body.
Two days later, Chen Xing arrived at Dadongting across half of the principality.
As the royal city of Xiaoyue Principality, Dadongting is prosperous and prosperous. The white classical buildings are dotted with greenery, elegant and peaceful.
Among the countries in the Ambergris River Basin, Dadongting is the representative of the culture of the Western Continent. Viewed from above, there is a huge square in the middle of the city, with pigeons flying overhead from time to time.
The other side of the city is bustling and lively, with a large river crossing it. The river is crowded with ships carrying cargo, and workers on the docks are going up and down like a colony of industrious ants.
Under the guidance of the aviation center, the aerostat flew directly into the city and landed at a dedicated apron.
When things got urgent, Chen Xing had no time to appreciate the scenery along the way and went straight to the shop of the undercurrent relic merchant.
"This silver coin was obtained by my grandfather's grandfather during an expedition..."
Like all antique dealers, the shop owner introduced the origin of the wizard's silver coins. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it’s definitely to raise the price.
"Can you let me take a look at the goods first? If it's suitable, I can tell you the price."
After a while, the shopkeeper delivered ancient coins wrapped in red cloth.
Silver light flows on the surface of the coin, and the wizard's head is solemn and ancient.
"I heard from a master that this silver coin fell from the purse of Mammon, the god of greed. Let me keep it safe. As long as you return the coin, Mammon will fulfill one of your wishes..." the shopkeeper gushed. As Jedi introduced it, Chen Xing emptied his mind and immersed his consciousness into the coins.
No matter how extravagant the other party's words are, they still have to resonate, otherwise it's meaningless.
As the spiritual tentacles unfolded, a magnificent world of light and shadow was formed in the perception, and the ancient coins in his hands were like a golden cloud.
Chen Xing condensed his spiritual energy into tentacles and slowly and gently stretched them towards the clouds, like stroking a lover's hand.
However, as it approached, there was suddenly a huge suction force, and the tentacles turned into star sand and flew towards the center of the clouds.
A deep chill came out of the fog, icy to the bone and deep into the soul.
In the darkness, there seemed to be a line of sight, and the instant chill made people feel suffocating.
That feeling, like
There is something terrifying in the dark, waiting for prey.
You are staring into the abyss, and the abyss is staring into you.
Chen Xing felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and immediately cut off contact and withdrew all his psychic energy.
There was resonance, but it was far beyond his control.
Communicating the undercurrent of time and space is an extremely dangerous thing. This ancient coin is likely to lead him into the abyss and lead him to some powerful and dangerous existence. What awaits him is not cooperation, but ruthless devouring.
He believed that he did not have enough strength to communicate with false gods, let alone completely unknown and dangerous existences.
Seeing Chen Xing put the silver coins back, the shop owner looked disappointed and a little painful.
"What's wrong?" Chen Xing asked.
The shop owner sighed, "To be honest, you are already the eighth customer. Alas..." He helplessly wrapped it in red cloth, "It seems that this thing is going to fall into my hands."
As expected, no one wants to provoke the powerful existence in the darkness. It may be possible to communicate with a false god, but the price may be madness or death. Those beings in the darkness are not friendly to other intelligent creatures. They only treat them as food or playthings, and rarely as equals in transactions. No one is willing to risk their lives if they are not forced to do so, or if they have other better options.
"We can only go to Bailong City to try our luck."
Chen Xing said to himself as he left the shop.
The second undercurrent relic is in White Tiger City, the royal capital of the Principality of Tezera. On the one hand, it is far away. White Tiger City is in the southernmost part and already belongs to the central wilderness. On the other hand, I was not sure whether the earl who collected the collection would be willing to transfer it, so the safest option was to go to White Dragon City to see the skull of the humanoid creature.
Although the other party did not explicitly sell it, the businessman was always easier to negotiate than the earl.
Bailong City-State is the first of the "Ten City-States".
The Ten City-States is an alliance composed of ten independent city-states. It has dominated the west of the kingdom for thousands of years and is known as a country within a country.
Compared with other principalities in the Red Kingdom, the ten city-states are more independent and have more cooperative relationships with the Malan royal family than vassal relationships.
Since ancient times, the ten city-states have been a place for cultural exchanges. Various philosophies and beliefs that seem to be deviant and contrary to ordinary ethics can be spread here. However, their academic status was later replaced by White Elephant City.
At the same time, the ten city-states were also refuges for political criminals from various countries. The mountains here are high and the emperor is far away, and the atmosphere is relatively free. At the same time, it can also take into account stability and stability. It is indeed a good place to escape from the world.
After two days and two nights of continuous flight, the aerostat arrived at the White Dragon City.
Looking down from a high altitude, there is a huge white dragon sculpture standing on the square in the center of the city. It is thirty or forty meters high and nearly a hundred meters wide. It can be clearly seen even from a long distance.
It is said that it took five hundred craftsmen three years to build, and each scale was carefully polished. The whole dragon looks lifelike, as if it can spread its wings and soar into the sky at any time.
The most common thing in the city is the platinum holy dragon badge. Above the doorway, the background of the sign, and the vacant wall, you can almost see it by looking up.
Chen Xing followed the address on the Internet and looked for the collection store near Bailong Sculpture Square.
At a certain moment, he seemed to sense something and stopped and looked at a corner of the street.
Among the cluttered wooden boxes and lush rose flowers, most of the signboard was exposed.
"Old Bones Grocery."
As if something was calling him, he walked involuntarily towards the dark shop in the corner.
