"coming."
The people waiting outside saw the priest's mural in the Treasure Pavilion light up and knew that this was Li Wujie coming out after selecting something.
Elder Ling was a little disappointed, because he knew that if Li Wujie advanced into the light mist, the time required would not be so short.
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a red figure flew out of the mural, then hit the ground directly, but stopped in mid-air.
Something seems wrong!
Everyone took a closer look and saw that Li Wujie was wrapped in a piece of red cloth. At the same time, he was still struggling in the red cloth.
"Stop watching the show! Help me!"
Li Wujie howled, and everyone quickly stepped forward to help.
Sima Xian arrived first, grabbed the red cloth and wanted to tear it open.
But the red cloth was incredibly tough. Sima Xian tried hard for a long time, but the only effect was to pinch Li Wujie in pain.
The other contestants stared at each other, not daring to make a conclusion.
"Okay, let me take a look."
Elder Ling came to Li Wujie and took a look, and was a little unsure about what was going on.
'Is this the treasure in the treasure house? Don’t remember there is any record of this thing? '
Old Ling released spiritual power in his hands. Although he was only a priest who was over two hundred years old and did not have the power of the Divine Seal Knight, he was at least a ninth-level man and was already one of the pinnacle human beings in the world.
Under the pressure of Elder Ling's powerful spiritual power, Hong Bu finally let go of Li Wujie.
The red cloth gently shook Li Wujie down, then suspended in mid-air and restored his original appearance.
A red cloak.
"What is this?"
Sima Xian asked Li Wujie, but how could Li Wujie know what this thing was.
Elder Ling quickly called up the treasure information in the treasure pavilion, compared each piece with the red cloak, and finally said a name: "Forgotten Cloak?"
The cloak swayed and flew up and down in anger when he heard the name. The last two collars were directly placed together, just like humans crossing their hands on their chests when they are unhappy, indicating that they are very annoyed and angry now.
When Mr. Ling saw this, he immediately gasped and exclaimed that this thing was so terrifying.
He has seen the artifact, and it is a saint after all. Even if the priest temple is a little poorer, it is not like he has never seen it, right?
If you have never eaten pork, you have at least seen pigs running around.
The six most famous artifacts of the Knights Temple are the six Divine Seal Thrones.
The Magic Temple is rich and powerful, and the staff in the hands of the current master of the Magic Temple is an artifact.
Because the Holy Court, the predecessor of the Priest's Temple, was badly damaged in the natural disaster at the end of the glorious era, it is considered good that these classics can be handed down.
Artifact?
There is no artifact!
Elder Ling has also read in ancient books that it is said that the ancient elven clan's clan-suppressing artifacts have wisdom, and some powerful equipment also have certain requirements, such as the divine sword recognizing its owner, and non-approved people cannot use it.
Mr. Ling didn't know how smart the artifact that was said to be intelligent was, but he had some understanding of the divine swords that needed to be recognized as their masters. And he was very sure that none of humanity's artifacts so far could have the intelligence of this cloak.
This is no longer simple wisdom, it can show emotional reactions, just like a living person!
"Hey? Where did you get the cloak? It looks familiar."
a priest suddenly exclaimed.
Just when Li Wujie wanted to ask the other party if he was awake, others also exclaimed.
Lu Yi frowned and was about to say something, but then the expression on his face froze, and then he looked at the cloak with a puzzled look.
"Are you hysterical?"
"No." Mr. Ling stared at the cloak with his eyes. He told everyone: "The cloak in front of you has an unusual origin. It was discovered from a ruins by our seniors from the Priest Temple. He has a unique It has a magical ability that makes people forget it quickly. Only a few people can resist this kind of forgetfulness, so in the records of our priest temple, it is recorded as the cloak of forgetfulness."
"This kind of forgetfulness has nothing to do with cultivation, and we don't know its ability and origin. A senior who can resist its forgetfulness registered it in the register. If I remember correctly, when that senior died, this The cloak just disappeared.”
The cloak turned towards Mr. Ling. Although the cloak had no eyes, Mr. Ling felt that the cloak was glaring at him.
"so smart."
Sima Xian seemed to be more resistant to this kind of forgetfulness, and then asked: "Wujie, you are quite good at picking things."
"No, this guy kidnapped me and kidnapped me."
Li Wujie and Cloak looked at each other, and he didn't know how he sensed it. Anyway, he could stare at a cloak with big eyes and small eyes.
"That means it likes you."
Mr. Ling said: "The level of the cloak is not low. In the registration book, it is a brilliant-level equipment, and because of its special nature, it is difficult for even legendary-level equipment to compare with it in value. Since it has chosen you , then you can take it away.”
Looking at the cloak that was almost sticking to his face, Li Wujie seemed to have no room for rebuttal.
Seeing that Li Wujie agreed, the cloak was instantly attached to Li Wujie's shoulders.
"He's handsome enough."
Sima Xian's eyes lit up. He had to say that this cloak was excellent in terms of ornamental value. Not only did it look good, it could also automatically adjust its size according to the user's figure.
"Senior, when will that kind of forgetfulness appear?"
"It's hard to say, but different people have different forgetting times. Because of its own particularity, we simply don't have enough data."
Li Wujie thought for a moment, reorganized his words, and said, "Lord Saint, when I was inside, I found that he had brought a lot of equipment into the light mist."
"Light mist? That's an advanced trial area. If a lot of things are brought in, it really needs to be dealt with."
Elder Ling opened the portal and re-entered the secret realm of the Treasure Pavilion with Li Wujie and the cloak.
Sure enough, the moment he entered, Mr. Ling forgot about the cloak.
In this way, the old man and the young man kept rereading what happened before while walking.
Arriving in front of the light mist, Li Wujie breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the light mist dispersed by Elder Ling.
Mr. Ling looked at the frightened Li Wujie and asked, "What's wrong? There's no need to be like this if you didn't pass."
"It's really scary, that kind of pressure." Li Wujie asked, "I'm almost bleeding from the pressure."
"Blood spurting?" Mr. Ling looked at Li Wujie. He could tell Li Wujie's cultivation level at a glance. He was very sure that with Li Wujie's cultivation level, it would not be a problem even if he used external spiritual power to resist and walk in. He originally thought that Li Wujie was afraid of shrinking back, but now it seems that there must be something else hidden.
"Were you pressed by the pressure of the formation in the light mist?"
"Well, when I was in the mist before..."
