As Meng Yuan's exploration began and Ye Junze entered cultivation, the entire space fell into the usual silence again.
Just like that, time passed by minute by minute. Only the beam of light still emitting light in mid-air and the sound of Ye Junze's breathing while practicing made people feel that this place was not so dead.
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When the light beams in the space converged on Xiao Ding, an unknown place seemed to be disturbed by what happened to Xiao Ding.
A voice came from the darkness. The source of the voice seemed to be confused and murmured: "Is this a familiar wave?" The owner of the voice seemed to be denying his conjecture as he spoke, shaking his head. He said to himself: "No, it's impossible. It's been so long, how could it be possible?"
If you listen carefully, the voice of the speaker gives people a sense of vicissitudes of life, as if he has been in this world for too many years and has experienced countless things before he can have such vicissitudes of life.
As if being recalled, the vicissitudes of life's voice continued: "After that incident, you disappeared, and we people also fell apart, grew old or died. Some people who could not withstand the catastrophe of cultivation have long since passed away. The dust returns to earth, the soul returns to heaven and earth, and dissipates in this world. I am the only one left who is still lingering. I may not follow them that day. Can I still wait for you before my troops are disbanded?" He said, His voice trembled unconsciously, as if he was in great sadness.
As if he thought of something, he suddenly stood up, his mood instantly became unstable, and he was heard shouting excitedly: "No, as long as there is still a little hope, I will never give up. I have to do something before I leave."
He kept walking back and forth anxiously, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly stopped and said, "Yes, that's it. There must be hope this time."
After thinking of the method, he sat down again and said to himself: "I don't know if the remaining power is enough now, but there is no other way. It doesn't matter, even if I fight for the last life span, it doesn't matter." From him From the determined expression on his face, it was obvious how important this thing he wanted to do was to him.
With the decision made, he no longer hesitated, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something in his mouth. Because he spoke too fast, he couldn't hear clearly what was said.
As he started to move, this unknown place seemed to be undergoing a change. However, other people could not see this.
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After Lin Xin returned to her dormitory, she ordered dinner like Ye Junze, and after eating, she went to clean herself up. After lying on the bed, Lin Xin seemed to have thought of something. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Ye Junze, "I'm ready to rest. Good night, junior." After waiting for a while, Ye Junze didn't reply, "Junior should I'm busy with something, maybe I'm practicing." Lin Xin thought.
Lin Xin, who didn't wait for Ye Junze's reply, stopped thinking about it. After putting down her phone, she turned around and prepared to go to bed.
At this time, Ye Junze, whose entire mind was in Taixu Illusion, naturally could not see the message from Lin Xin. After all, he was still practicing peacefully here, but this stability was broken not long after.
"The investigation is over." Meng Yuan's voice, which had been silent for a long time, came from the air again.
The moment Meng Yuan's voice came out, Ye Junze heard it, so he withdrew from his cultivation state.
After finishing his training, Ye Junze hurriedly asked: "Meng Yuan, are there any results?"
"Yes, the investigation has been completed." Meng Yuan replied without emotion.
"Then tell me the results quickly, don't get excited." Ye Junze couldn't suppress his curiosity and said eagerly.
"Yes." Meng Yuan said and began to tell Ye Junze.
"When you first came into contact with this small tripod, I just felt it was somewhat familiar, but I was not sure that it was the magic weapon in my memory. However, after the investigation just now -"
"What happened after the investigation just now? Come on, tell me. Don't show off at this time." Ye Junze, who thought he could finally satisfy his curiosity, seemed to be about to explode after Meng Yuan tried to show off again. Average.
Sensing the change in Ye Junze's mood, Meng Yuan stopped trying to make excuses and continued: "After investigation, I found that this small tripod can be said to be the magic weapon in my memory, but it is not."
"Why do you say that?" When Meng Yuan said this, Ye Junze became confused.
"Because the spirit of this small tripod has been lost, it is incomplete now." Meng Yuan answered truthfully.
"The spirit is missing? Do you mean like Ling Xu?" Hearing this, Ye Junze thought of Ling Xu's little sword before.
"No, it's not the same." Mengyuan paused and said, "Lingxu's sword spirit was only damaged and fell asleep, but the spirit of Xiaoding has directly dissipated, and may even no longer be in this world."
"Then listen to what you say, since this little tripod once had a weapon spirit, then it is also a powerful magical weapon, so why can I only feel weak spiritual power fluctuations in this little tripod now."
"Because this small cauldron must have gone through some kind of battle, and there are traces of being damaged. In addition, coupled with the lack of the weapon spirit, the power of this small cauldron now is probably less than ten percent compared to its original complete state." Meng Meng Yuan responded.
"Then according to what you said, isn't this small tripod useless now?" After hearing what Meng Yuan said before, Ye Junze was still full of expectations for the idea of picking up the treasure. Until Meng Yuan finished his last sentence, this The expectations have been completely dashed.
After Meng Yuan heard this, he was silent for a while and then said emotionlessly again: "That's it."
After Ye Junze was disillusioned, he said helplessly. "Then why should I buy it?" Although what he was thinking was that although it didn't cost much, a spiritual stone was still money!
"But it's not impossible to return it to its complete state." Meng Yuan suddenly said.
"Oh? What should we do?" Ye Junze asked curiously.
"I said before that the small tripod was damaged, but if the damaged parts are found and replenished, it is still possible to restore it." Meng Yuan replied.
Ye Junze, who originally had some hope, raised his head and lowered his head instantly when he heard this, and said with great determination: "The earth is so big, how do I know where the damaged parts have gone? This makes me so try to find."
Meng Yuan comforted him without emotion: "You still have to have hope. If it is completed, it will be a powerful magic weapon."
Ye Junze could only reply to Meng Yuan's words: "Haha, you really think I'm stupid."
After speaking, Ye Junze thought of the magical weapons he had obtained.
Ling Xu, I thought I could show it off and tell you that the sword spirit is still sleeping and there is no telling when it will wake up. There is also Xiaoding, whose name I don’t know today. I thought I had picked up some treasure, but in the end, it was even more damaged than Lingxu, and the difficulty of completing it was almost as high as the sky, right? Can't you get a complete, sound and powerful magic weapon? Ye Junze thought with sadness.
Mengyuan on the side did not know what Ye Junze was thinking at this time, and even if he knew it, he would only comfort Ye Junze in the way he understood.
Meng Yuan thought that the investigation was over, and told Ye Junze everything. Therefore, the power on Xiaoding was cancelled. The light beam on Xiaoding gradually faded backward until it disappeared. The small tripod, which had lost the blessing of power, began to slowly fall from mid-air until it landed on the ground. superior.
When Ye Junze saw the small tripod starting to fall, his heart tightened, thinking that it was already broken, what if it fell from such a height and broke again. But when he saw Xiaoding falling smoothly to the ground, his inner worry was relieved. "Meng Yuan is indeed very reliable." Ye Junze thought this way.
Ye Junze walked over and took the small tripod in his hand. He looked at it carefully for a while, and after making sure that it didn't hit anything, he prepared to practice again with peace of mind. It was at this time that a sudden change occurred.
A white light suddenly appeared inside the small tripod. The light rushed out from Ye Junze's hand and did not stop until it reached mid-air. And Ye Junze couldn't help but follow the light coming out of the small tripod, only to see that the light suddenly began to change violently after it stopped. This beam of light spread from the middle to the left and right, like a painting.
When the light completely spread out, Ye Junze's eyes couldn't help but glazed over.
The picture of the unfolding light was like a dynamic video, showing Ye Junze a picture. When Ye Junze saw the picture, he seemed to be greatly shocked, and he looked at everything in the picture without moving his eyes. .
The background of the picture is like a huge battlefield, and this battlefield is full of scenes of people fighting each other, broken weapons, and some even looking dried blood. Such a scene, in this It’s everywhere in the picture. As the screen turned, what appeared in front of him was the figure of a man holding a sword. The man's back was facing the screen, so Ye Junze couldn't see his face, but the figure of the man holding the sword and moving forward in an indomitable manner could not be seen. Ye Junze was greatly shocked. He swung his sword and slashed at the enemies in front of him, but the enemies in front of him retreated one after another as if they were no match for his strength. And a man has the aura that one man can stand in front of all others. The camera turned again, and there was a huge cauldron in the sky of the battlefield, emitting light, and its owner was the man holding the sword just now. Ye Junze looked at the huge cauldron. The pattern on it was very similar to the small cauldron in his hand. Seeing this, Ye Junze figured out that the big cauldron that radiated light and looked extraordinary was the one in his hand. . The scene turned again, and the heroic man just now seemed to be facing countless enemies. No matter how strong he was, he would eventually be exhausted. His breath was unstable and his body was covered with bruises. At this time, his magic weapon, the cauldron, had shrunk, and there were obvious signs on it. There were several traces of fragmentation, and the man whispered in his mouth, but what he said could not be heard clearly. But after the man finished speaking, he threw the small tripod with all his strength, and the small tripod also passed by like a meteor, and he didn't know where it landed. And all the scenes have ended in this scene. At the same time as it ended, the light beams from Xiaoding gathered together again and returned to Xiaoding.
Ye Junze looked at the small tripod in his hand, and he had regained his composure again, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
Shaking his head, Ye Junze put away the small cauldron and stood there, wondering what he was thinking about.
