Lan Zhen left the four of them, seeing that the plan had succeeded, he was extremely happy in his heart, and endured the idea of going back to report immediately, but Shi Shiran left a few people unhurriedly, trying to let himself go naturally, so as not to show flaws, until he returned to Du Qiu and the others, then he smiled and said: "Everything is going well, it's done." As he spoke, he took off a special ring from his hand and handed it to Murong Linfeng.

Murong Linfeng carefully stretched out two fingers to pick up the ring handed over by Lan Zhen, and looked at the ring, there was still some dander hanging on the bottom of the ring, obviously not Lan Zhen belonged to Mu Sheng.

Lan Zhen said proudly: "This is what I scraped off Mu Sheng's hand when I shook hands with him. ”

Du Caiping said suspiciously: "With so much strength, aren't you afraid that he will be annoyed?"

Murong Linfeng smiled mockingly: "He was born with mud legs, rough skin and thick meat, where does he care about the little strength that Brother Lan Zhen used!"

"Haha, yes. The crowd burst into laughter. After laughing, Murong Linfeng said: "Since Mu Sheng's things have been obtained, for the sake of safety, I will personally go to Tianbao Pavilion." ”

Putting aside Lan Zhen's conspiracy on their side, Mu Sheng saw that Lan Ying'er had nothing to do, so he still said goodbye to everyone according to the previous plan, and embarked on an adventure alone. Without the protection of Wu Fa's formation, Mu Sheng's own masking charm alone would not have much effect.

The place where Mu Sheng passed by saw the wind and dust all the way, and the small tornado followed Mu Sheng's ass like a shadow, sweeping by, but after Mu Sheng didn't stay with everyone, there was also an advantage, that is, the speed of devouring was much faster, and it was really like a smoke in the ravine.

However, Mu Sheng also kept an eye on it, arrogant for half an hour, and when everyone in the ravine did not react, they immediately stopped moving, and after the surrounding situation slowly calmed down, Mu Sheng suddenly appeared again and continued the previous operation, making people feel that there was no law to be found.

After Mu Sheng's trouble, the valley and ravine, which was originally quite calm, secretly became restless, and in response to this small tornado that appeared out of thin air, there were rumors that it might be a symbol of the appearance of treasures, and there were also rumors that it might be some kind of strange beast that roamed here, in short, they were all ready to move on this small tornado.

After nearly two hours of devouring everywhere, the Rakshasa Eye returned to Mu Sheng's hand, closed his eyes contentedly, and digested and absorbed it by himself, not to mention it, and Qinggang Sword let out a long roar excitedly. The voice was crisp and high-pitched, and the spirit in the Qinggang Sword was still asleep, but there was a knowing smile on his face, and two sweet dimples appeared, obviously a sweet dream.

The magic weapon spirit can be summarized as the spirit of the goblins and ghosts, their promotion has their own special methods, the most commonly used is sleeping, this sleep is like the human or demon sitting retreat, once you wake up, you can advance, unlike humans and demon monks, there are a lot of disasters when rushing to the level, they seem to have no calamity, but in fact, the spirits have no protection during their sleep, and they are easy to be picked up by others, dripping blood to recognize the Lord or directly wipe them out.

At this time, listening to the excited long groan of the Qinggang Sword, Mu Sheng secretly said that it was bad, the instrument spirit was asleep and could not communicate, and it was not that she wanted to send it out on purpose, so she had to accept the Qinggang Sword and immediately hid. Mu Sheng was quite complacent with his disguise technique, and after changing his face and clothes, he continued to stay in the ancient battlefield and did not run away.

The previous burst of wolves, Mu Sheng was really tired, and he couldn't calm down, and slowly looked for and watched in the ancient battlefield.

In this ravine-crisscrossed ancient battlefield, white bones are all over, although tens of millions of years have passed, but the phosphorus fire in it has not completely faded, if there is a big movement, it will still drive the surrounding phosphorus fire to fly, forming clusters of faint green flames. Although it can't bring any threat to people, it makes people suddenly feel a sense of desolation and abnormality, making people sigh that the world is impermanent, and if he is invincible in his lifetime, he will only be a pile of bones in the end.

In addition to these white bones, the fragments of various weapons and magic weapons on the ground also made Mu Sheng very curious, Mu Sheng picked up a fragment from the ground, and saw that there were patterns engraved on it, these patterns were not the same as the current style, Mu Sheng only felt that it was very simple and full of mysteries. I couldn't help but stare at it for a long time, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that these quaint patterns seemed to be seen somewhere.

After looking at it for a long time, I suddenly thought of something, and drew it on the ground with my fingers, Mu Sheng drew nothing else on the ground, it was the talisman from the three eagles, Mu Sheng painted Zhang Yunlei Fu, after the painting, compared with the fragment of the magic weapon in his hand, there are still so many similarities.

It's just that the fragment of the magic weapon in his hand has been broken and completely unable to carry even a trace of cloud and thunder qi, so Mu Sheng has no way to verify whether his speculation is correct, the pattern engraved on the original ancient magic weapon has the same root and origin as the talisman he drawn.

The devouring of the Qinggang Sword, the Holy Witch's Eye, and the Rakshasa Ghost Eye was devastating, and wherever the three passed, all the magic weapon fragments and white bones turned into powder, leaving not even a single fingernail-sized fragment behind. Therefore, Mu Sheng didn't find anything before, but now, like everyone else, slowly searched in the mountains and ravines, but found a different scenery from just now.

Mu Sheng didn't let go of any slightly larger fragment, even if the fragment was broken and unshaped, and he didn't even have the qualifications to use it as a refining spirit material, he had to pick it up and carefully identify the patterns on it.

After seeing more, Mu Sheng found that the patterns on these fragments were not only somewhat similar to the talismans of the Three Birds clan, but also very similar to the runes on the artifact in his hand.

Mu Sheng picked it up in the ancient battlefield like this, but unfortunately, the largest fragment that could be picked up was only the size of a palm, and he didn't pick up a complete artifact, Mu Sheng couldn't help but sigh and said: "Hey, if only I could find a complete magic weapon." ”

Although there are no regrets, Mu Sheng is still in the ancient battlefield, tirelessly continuing to rummage, the Qinggang sword on his waist trembled, as if he wanted to break free from the scabbard, but Mu Sheng was pasted with a talisman, there was no way to leap out, only trembling in the scabbard.

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