"You guys are welcome."
Si Xueyi returned the gift with her hands raised, looking humble.
The remaining souls of the eight old men nodded slightly and were very satisfied with Si Xueyi. In this case, they could say a few more words.
"My friend, this snow fan has snow in its name, but its attributes have nothing to do with snow. It is a holy weapon with the attributes of wind and thunder."
"It was cast by Tingxue Tower when it was commissioned by the owner. The materials for the fan were collected by Tingxue Tower. Unfortunately, something went wrong halfway through the casting. Now, although this Xueyao fan is imprinted with a spiritual formation of wind and thunder attributes, the material of the thunder attribute is missing. Now, it’s not a holy weapon yet.”
Si Xueyi knew clearly in his heart that this was an incomplete holy weapon.
The current grade can only be regarded as a treasure, but its foundation is very good, especially the extremely powerful formation pattern imprinted on it.
If you can complete it in the future, you can easily be promoted to a holy weapon, or even transform into a supreme holy weapon step by step.
"Its shape is inspired by the snow obsidian flower, and the fan bones are made of Geng gold and Xuanfeng iron. When fully unfolded, you can hear the sound of the wind."
"Each fan bone can be used as a dagger. After the twenty-six fan bones are completely spread out, they can form a new spiritual formation, which can change unpredictably. Unfortunately... it is a pity that it cannot be truly completed. "
"This fan is the last work of the owner during his lifetime. If given the chance, it would be perfect if I could complete it."
"The Snow Yao Fan is also the secret key to entering the altar of sacrifice to the gods. If you want to enter it, please don't be greedy or careless. You can break the game with the Snow Yao Fan at critical moments."
…
The remaining souls of the eight old men spoke one after another. They didn't have much time, and there was almost no nonsense.
"Thank you."
Si Xueyi bowed her hands again, and then watched the eight remaining souls disappear.
He clasped his hands together, and after the remnant soul was completely gone, he turned around and set his sights on the altar.
There was a bright light surging in the center of the altar, and a fan as white as snow was quietly suspended in it.
beautiful!
This was Si Xueyi's first impression. The folded fan shone with silver light, and the bright color had a hint of coldness.
Uh-huh!
Si Xueyi reached out and took out the treasure fan.
"So heavy!"
Si Xueyi's expression changed slightly. The weight of this fan was almost the same as that of a golden war spear.
The top of the fan is not flat, but a triangle like the tip of a sword, with a slight arc.
call!
But when he opened the folding fan, it was extremely smooth and unimpeded, much easier than expected.
Clang, clang, clang!
When the folding fan was fully unfolded, a cool wind whistled up. The breeze blew against my face, and a sweet sound like wind chimes sounded in my ears.
"Is this the sound of the wind?"
The corners of Si Xueyi's mouth curled up slightly, with a faint smile on his face.
The fan surface is made up of fan bones. The hollow pattern and the fan blade above the fan bones form a gorgeous and complicated snow obsidian flower.
"There's something..."
Si Xueyi looked at the fan in front of her and couldn't put it down, playing with it.
"So beautiful!"
Fu Hongyao jumped up on the altar, carrying the Tianshang Spear and said intently.
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "This is not ordinary beauty. Do you like it?"
Fu Hongyao smiled and said, "I don't like it."
Si Xueyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You can't lie. Those who lie will have to swallow a thousand needles."
"ah!"
Fu Hongyao suddenly became anxious. He could hardly stand still while carrying the Tianshang Spear. He was so nervous that he almost cried: "I...I...I can't like it. If I like it, what should I do if Brother Xueyi gives it to Hongyao. "
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Si Xueyi laughed when he heard this, touched her head, and said with a smile: "You are so confident, it's okay to give it to you, but I can't give it to you yet."
Fu Hongyao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hongyao, don't you need to swallow the needle? It hurts to swallow the needle."
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "No need."
Fu Hongyao then smiled and said: "Hehe, I don't like it. I can just help brother Xueyi carry the Tianshang gun. Can you teach me how to use the gun in the future?"
Her eyes sparkled with brilliance, and she looked at Si Xueyi with admiration.
On the altar just now, Si Xueyi was fighting one against eight, and her dazzling marksmanship completely impressed her.
"Little things."
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Try the power of this fan first."
He glanced over and quickly found his target.
There are many stone piers weighing thousands of kilograms in the main hall. There are also some patterns carved on the stone piers. They should be the places where these old men sat cross-legged during their lifetime.
Si Xueyi poured her true energy into the Xueyao fan and heard a buzzing sound. The wind in the entire hall seemed to have stopped.
As the true energy continued to be injected, these still winds began to accumulate and settle, and there was a smell of impending rain that filled the building.
Si Xueyi was shocked, and then aimed a sharp slap at the target.
boom!
The still wind suddenly moved like a roaring beast, and the stone pier weighing a thousand kilograms was blown up.
The strong wind accumulated and lingered, and the stone pier hanging in the air was continuously destroyed by the wind blade, leaving more than a dozen traces in an instant.
"Amazing!"
Fu Hongyao was stunned and lost his mind.
Si Xueyi raised and lowered his fan, and all the stone pillars in the hall floated into the air, looking extremely magical.
"There's really something there!"
A look of surprise appeared on Si Xueyi's face. He held the Xueyao fan and felt like he was holding all the strong winds in the hall. It was really magical.
"rise!"
Si Xueyi raised his hand suddenly, and eight stone pillars weighing a thousand kilograms collided together, and then exploded with a loud bang.
Countless pieces of gravel flew in all directions, and many of them flew towards the two people on the altar.
Fu Hongyao had quick eyes and quick hands. Tian Shang, who was carried on his shoulders, quickly swept out and then knocked away the rubble.
"This is really unexpected."
Si Xueyi came back to his senses and was surprised when he looked at the Xueyao fan in his hand. The power of this thing was far beyond his expectation.
However, when he tried again, he found that the power had weakened a lot, and it seemed that half of the wind power in the hall had been used up.
Si Xueyi studied it again and unexpectedly found that the formation patterns inside the Xueyao Fan were extremely complicated, and there were several layers of bans that had not yet been released.
Si Xueyi withdrew her mental power and looked at the Xueyao Fan again, her expression becoming much more solemn.
There are still many mysteries about this fan, and I will have to find time to figure them out in the future.
"Let's go find the Xuanwu Spirit."
Si Xueyi smiled at Fu Hongyao, fanned Xueyao to cool it, and then swept around the altar.
Sure enough, I found a sunken slot, put the bottom of the Xueyao fan into it, and a passage immediately appeared in the middle of the altar.
Si Xueyi did not hesitate, took away the Xueyao fan and jumped down with Fu Hongyao.
After falling down, I realized that the depth of this passage was a bit scary, and it took me a cup of tea to regain my footing.
Si Xueyi looked up and saw that there was a cave underneath the tomb.
The underground palace above your head is almost as far away as the sky. This is an extremely vast underground world.
"Are you okay?"
Si Xueyi looked at Fu Hongyao in her arms and asked.
Fu Hongyao shook his head with a smile, then stretched out his hand and said: "Brother Xueyi, look over there!"
Si Xueyi looked in the direction of her finger. At the end of her field of vision, there stood a majestic altar hundreds of feet high.
In the center of the altar hung a crystal that shone with lightning, and it was this crystal that illuminated the entire underground.
The crystal exudes an extremely terrifying aura, and the power of thunder envelopes the world.
"Xuanwu Spirit!"
Si Xueyi's breathing was slightly rapid, and his heart was beating wildly.
The Purple Prison Dragon Lotus was completely uncontrollable. The electric light lingering on the dragon lotus went completely wild and filled Si Xueyi's body. His hands began to tremble.
Long Lian's reaction was several times stronger than when he saw the thunder obsidian.
Fu Hongyao immediately noticed something strange and said worriedly: "Brother Xueyi, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, the little guy is just a little excited."
Si Xueyi took a deep breath and circulated the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique for a week before suppressing the Purple Prison Dragon Lotus.
He frowned slightly. This experience made him know that the relationship between Longlian and the host might not be that simple.
If the technique practiced by the host is not strong enough, Longlian may backfire at any time.
"Xiaohongyao, stand behind me."
Si Xueyi explained with a solemn expression and walked towards the grand altar.
This should be the altar that the eight old men mentioned.
He was very cautious and walked carefully, but he did not encounter any trouble on the way.
There were no other demon zombies in this world, and the success frightened him.
"I'll go up and have a look."
Si Xueyi confessed, then stepped hard on the ground with the sole of his foot. When he was about to fall in the air, a lotus flower appeared under his feet, and with the help of strength again, he came to the altar easily.
"Oh My God!"
Si Xueyi opened her mouth wide and was shocked.
It turns out that in addition to the Xuanwu Spirit, there are many rare tributes on this sacrificial altar, including more than ten thunder obsidian stones and countless other elixirs.
There are also some tribute boxes with talismans on them, and you can tell at a glance that they contain treasures.
Si Xueyi rubbed her eyes to make sure that what she saw before her was not an illusion, and greed suddenly emerged in her heart.
But he suddenly remembered that the eight old men had told him that he must not be greedy.
Si Xueyi stopped, with a look of fear on his handsome face. It was better not to move the treasures that were offered to the gods.
In the end, he only set his sights on the Xuanwu Spirit.
At this moment, something terrible happened. Countless black mist burst out from the Xuanwu Spirit, roaring towards Si Xueyi as if it were alive.
Um?
Si Xueyi slapped a few palms like lightning, but after the black mist was dispersed, it quickly regrouped and squirmed.
Seeing that the black mist was about to swallow him up, Si Xueyi took out the Xue Yao fan at the critical moment.
boom!
The moment the Xue Yao Fan unfolded, silver light shone, and all the black mist was shaken back and then burned up in mid-air.
Uh-huh!
Si Xueyi put Xue Yao's fans together and looked at the flying Xuanwu spirit. He stretched out his left hand and let it fall into his palm.
"With this thing, I should be able to get back the three years I wasted in Canglan College. Even the extraordinary monsters on the list of geniuses can't even think of surpassing me in terms of background!"
Si Xueyi's expression was solemn and full of emotions. This Xuanwu Spirit was too important to him. He now had greater confidence in attacking the Nine-Star Heavenly Pill.
Si Xueyi looked up. He looked beyond the altar and found an inconspicuous spiritual pond in a remote place behind.
There was a shimmering light in the center of the spiritual pool, and there were orbs shining under the water.
Water Lingzhu!
Si Xueyi confirmed at a glance that the shining thing below the spirit pool was the water spirit bead that was the target of this trip.
The fate of the world is really hard to explain.
He helped Fu Hongyao find the Water Spirit Pearl. It was definitely a waste of time in the secret realm of Longling where every second counts. It was a very stupid thing.
But who would have thought that there would be a Xuanwu Spirit waiting for him at the end of this road?
Kind people are noble.
As long as you insist on doing the right thing, there will definitely be a light at the end of the road for you.
Si Xueyi looked down from a high position and saw Fu Hongyao carrying the Tianshang Spear, raising his head nervously.
She wasn't that big to begin with, and compared to the Tianshang Qiang, she was simply a little girl. It was even more obvious from Si Xueyi's perspective.
Fu Hongyao didn't know why, but he laughed when Si Xueyi looked over, and Si Xueyi also laughed.
This silly girl!
The corners of Si Xueyi's mouth curled up slightly, and he spread his arms and floated down from the altar, landing in front of Fu Hongyao. The two of them spoke almost at the same time.
"Did you get the Xuanwu Spirit?"
"The Water Spirit Pearl was found!" +
