"What...is here?"
After a question, Xiao Wanhu came with a cold voice.
He saw it. The faintest light, on the verge of annihilation, is still the will of God, symbolizing the imbalance of the world, which is about to turn around again.
Here...it is indeed very close to Cangxia Stream.
I don’t know whether to say it was God’s will or a coincidence. Xiao Wanhu happened to come to Cangxia Stream to take away the treasure the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect to hear the sound of a decisive battle coming from this area before leaving.
As a life-buying killer, he naturally knows the pros and cons and will not get into trouble. However, after the battle, he still couldn't restrain his curiosity and came here to see what happened.
Searching all the way, I unexpectedly saw the occasional flickering light behind the mountain.
My heart is full of treasures, and Xiao Wanhuo came immediately. But when he got closer to this area, he was surprised to find how brutal the fierce fighting here was.
Devastated... Such a battle is simply not something that ordinary people can do.
Thinking back to the rumbling I heard before, now it seems that I was really wise not to come over immediately to join in the fun.
It's just... Xiao Wanhu squinted his eyes and thought, there are probably only a handful of masters with such strength in the lower world now.
The killer's instinct made him gradually tighten his grip on the bronze sword ring. In this situation, it seems... he can't continue the game.
After all, the more dangerous the place, the richer the harvest. As an outsider, if he wanted to enjoy this feast, he naturally had to be fully prepared.
Thinking like this, his eyes were attracted by a little light under the fallen leaves.
Xiao Wanhu no longer thinks about it. The current harvest seems to be really not simple.
Stepping through the unsolidified mud, there was a loud crackling sound of broken leaves. Xiao Wanhu didn't care and stepped forward to pick up the fallen leaf.
But as soon as he picked it up, he suddenly took a breath of cold air and stepped back.
The light, the dazzling light, dazzled him in an instant. Unprepared, Xiao Wanhu paused on the spot for a long time, and it took a long time to regain his composure.
When he came to his senses, he still held the dead leaf in his hand.
Astonishingly, I saw the bright luster reflecting the sunken rocks in the distance. It is like a half-hidden mirror of the earth, even if only a corner is revealed in the soil, it is still extremely clear.
Looking at the dusty artifact, even Xiao Wanhu, who was well-informed, was stunned on the spot.
It was obvious that this object had been roughly concealed. It's just that it was hidden too shallowly, and it didn't take long for it to be revealed again.
Xiao Wanhu hesitated in place. After a moment, he slowly stepped forward, squatted down and shook open the earth leaves around the artifact.
Immediately, the artifact appeared again.
The eternal luster is billowing, like a dragon peeling off its scales and a giant turtle rising into the clouds. The gold-like white light shone brightly for a moment, and instantly returned to its original state. With the light disappearing bit by bit, the shape of the ring condensed again.
"This, this is..." Xiao Wanhu took a deep breath, still a little unbelievable, "The rumored Zhiyue Guiheng?!"
He only heard the rumors about the Taiheng artifact. How could I expect to see a genuine artifact in this wilderness?
But he did not admit his mistake.
After that longest night, Zhiyue Guiheng was heard by the dying Chedi and hid here with his own hands.
He was never able to see the dawn with his own eyes. However, if the artifact is immortal, his will can be passed on forever.
He wanted to point the moon to Guiheng and see the demise of Guixiao Changyuan with his own eyes and the arrival of peace in the world.
Zhiyue Guiheng has a spirit, and a drop of blood flows in, etching the last regret of Che Di Wensheng. The heroic soul of a strong man crosses the changing water, and builds the sound of touching the stone with emotion. Once again, he transformed into a spirit and shone in the sky, as if he was singing in the sky with his head held high, and every word was sad.
"..."
Like autumn water, the blade's surface is shining and warm, reflecting Xiao Wanhu's hesitant face.
He stretched out his hand slowly, but seemed a little timid and hesitated to hold the artifact.
It seems that Zhiyue Guiheng carries a very heavy mission. This kind of coercion made him hesitate. Even though it was such a precious ancient artifact, Xiao Wanhu did not immediately put it in his arms.
Zhi Yue Guiheng is lying on the ground, with Xiao Wanhu squatting in front of him. One person and one weapon faced each other, but Xiao Wanhu felt more and more out of breath.
The artifact did not glow again. But just the slight glint attached to the blade made Xiao Wanhu extremely uncomfortable.
"...Tsk."
After a while, Xiao Wanhu finally smacked his lips in disgust.
He stood up at once, pulled off a piece of cloth from his clothes, grabbed it with both hands, and tightened it suddenly.
Suddenly, he let go of one hand and rushed in with a source of true energy from the other hand. In an instant, the strip of cloth was like a snake dancing in the air, swift and powerful, sweeping across the ground with several "snaps", and the moment it bounced away dust and mud, it had already tightly entangled Zhiyue Guiheng.
With a "whoosh", the tightly wrapped Zhiyue Guiheng fell safely into Xiao Wanhu's hands.
It's not that heavy. Zhiyue Guiheng itself is a smart weapon. Xiao Wanhu weighed the cloth bag in his hand several times as if he was frightened, and finally nodded with satisfaction.
"Oh, it's not so easy." He put the cloth into his luggage bag, fastened the buttons, and put it on his back again.
There was a slight buzzing behind him, but it soon calmed down.
However, just as Xiao Wanhu was about to leave, he suddenly stopped again.
I always feel that...the mission represented by this artifact always makes me feel very uncomfortable.
"...Damn it." Xiao Wanhuyue felt as if a cloud of muddy water had been stirred in his heart, and simply strode away into the distance, "It's better to deal with it as soon as possible, and find someone to sell it to."
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A ruins far away from the ruins, curling up in the blood mist of heaven and earth, with seemingly non-existent ruins smoke flying.
The mountain pavilions that used to have different dragon and tooth shapes are now all broken into pieces and no fragments remain.
The mud smoke solidified on the surface, coiling like a ferocious python. The gravel is sparsely embedded in the forest on the ground, and the hard foundation is like a deep depression, which looks extremely scary.
This is the trauma left behind by the fierce battle.
But deep in the stone building of Jiuwei Lingque, a tunnel spread into the ground and was buried under the ruins.
A hidden underground palace deep under the ground that no one has noticed is the real location of Jiujiao Lingque, and it is also the first full picture of Jiujiao Lingque.
There are sharp edges and corners in the rock formations. The dripping water formed holes, the ghost flames were ethereal, and the darkness was mottled.
Here is the real hidden fortress of Gui Xiao Changyuan.
All the way down the dark corridor, a huge stone fence surrounded a strange purple fire. There is an irregular stone table in front of the purple fire, and behind it is still an impressive beast's throne.
The tiger's fangs, reflecting the flames, are so lifelike and terrifying.
Ghost Xiao Changyuan is resting here alone.
He didn't close his eyes completely, but left a slight gap. He didn't really fall asleep, he just let his tired mind recall old memories.
