Hua Ziyun didn't ask again, it was true that this matter was still too far away for him, a little monk who had just established the foundation realm.

His first task now is to make himself and the Cloud Pavilion strong enough, otherwise maybe one day the emperor family will come to the door in person, and now he is really too small in the face of such a big family that is enough to change the entire pattern of China.

Under the escort of Bi Fangyushen, the two of them entered the temple smoothly.

However, the moment they entered the temple, the fiery red spiritual power shield instantly trembled, and an extremely strong sense of oppression came.

Hua Ziyun's feet were weak, and she almost fell to her knees.

"What a strong sense of oppression, worthy of the Divine Mansion, people have been dead for so long and there is still such a vestiges of majesty. ”

Hua Ziyun not only muttered, if it weren't for the existence of Bi Fangyu's pendant, I'm afraid they would be finished by now.

What a big piece!

Just as he lost his mind, a stone pavilion in the center of the temple, half a meter above the ground and completely made of Jingyuan, was quietly suspended in it.

"I didn't expect that this Northern Cangshen has really collected a lot of treasures in this life, and this time it can be regarded as a profit!" Just when Hua Ziyun was frightened by the hanging coffin in the air, Wuwei Lao Dao's eyes turned green after looking at the funeral goods scattered in the god store.

His cheap smile couldn't help but cause Hua Ziyun to look sideways for a while.

Indeed, there are many weapons and strange stone spirit crystals scattered throughout the hall, but those things are already covered with heavy dust, which seems to tell people about the vicissitudes of the times.

"Hey, Bei Cangshen, this stupid melon, patted his ass and left after his ascension, I didn't expect that they would not be blessed to enjoy these resources he left to future generations, I'm afraid no one has been able to come in here for thousands of years, right?" Wu Wei muttered, this will be almost drooling, "Let's go, go over to the stone pavilion and take a look." ”

As he spoke, he cautiously took Hua Ziyun step by step towards the stone pavilion.

"It's going to be okay, right?" Hua Ziyun followed behind him a little nervously, and his heart was in his throat.

"What are you afraid of, do you really think that the Northern Cangshen is lying inside?" Wu Wei sneered, "He is no longer in this space now, I guess it is a cornucopia inside." ”

"Damn, do you want to be so immoral?"

When they came to the hanging coffin, under the unreasonable coercion of the old man Wuwei, the two of them worked together to push the coffin lid down.

"I'm Cao, how can it be so heavy? This broken coffin lid weighs 10,000 gold! Even if the crystal density is large, it can't be so heavy, right?"

"Don't make any noise, the treasure is about to be born!"

Originally, Hua Ziyun thought that there would be a strange treasure born inside, but the actual scene made the two of them stunned at the same time.

Empty?!

"How is this possible? How can it be empty?"

Wuwei Laodao's glasses widened, and he was about to cry when he saw the empty bottom of the coffin, "What a deception, Lao Tzu wasted two hundred years of time just for this empty coffin? What about the legendary clothed mound? What about the treasures before the ascension of the Northern Cangshen?

Uh, is this old guy angry?

Seeing Wuwei's expression, Hua Ziyun shook his head with a little crying and laughing, and grabbed the top of the stone pavilion with his backhand to restore the person to his original position, "At such an age, what kind of foul language do you burst?"

"Calm, two hundred years!" Wuwei looked up to the sky and exclaimed sadly, "How can you let me calm down!"

"Oops!"

As soon as Hua Ziyun's palm buckled the cover, he felt a pain in his fingertips, and he was so frightened that he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Punctured?

Looking at his middle finger belly, which was still bleeding out, his brows furrowed, and there was something on the coffin lid?

Hearing his exclamation, Wuwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he knocked the coffin lid over with one palm.

Dark layer?!

At this time, the coffin lid was lying on the ground from the right to the bottom and up, and three square grooves were presented in front of the two people.

The first groove was empty and there was nothing, the second groove was inlaid with yellowed bamboo slips that had always been very old, and the last groove was quietly inlaid with a black broken blade.

"God Slayer Blade !!" The moment he saw the broken blade, Wuwei couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's that?"

Hua Ziyun frowned, and at the same time he was curious, he reached out to take the broken blade.

"Don't move!"

Wuwei exclaimed, it was too late to stop him just now, and Hua Ziyun had already picked it up.

However, because of his voice, he was so frightened that he hurriedly let go, and the god-killing blade suddenly fell to the lid of the coffin.

Rumble~

At the moment when the Godkiller Blade touched the coffin lid, there was a roar, and the coffin lid made by Jingyuan instantly cracked like a spider's web, and the location of the crack was exactly where the Godkiller Blade smashed down.

"Impossible, how can you afford to hold the God Killing Blade without controlling the spiritual power!" Wuwei Lao Dao looked at Hua Ziyun in surprise as if he was looking at a monster, "Seven thousand five hundred catties, except for his master, no one can control it at will, how can you ······?"

"What? 7,500 pounds? Just such a broken dagger?"

Hua Ziyun was also taken aback, but he couldn't help but gasp when he saw the smashed coffin lid.

He looked at his right hand that had just held the god-killing blade with some fear, and when he wanted to see if there were any sequelae, he was suddenly attracted by the unknown object on his middle finger.

What the heck?!

He was amazed to find that there was a transparent ring on his finger at some point.

Could it be that he flew to his hand on his own initiative, why didn't he feel it at all before?

"What's wrong, is there anything wrong?" Wuwei couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Hua Ziyun's face change drastically.

"Well, it's nothing!" Hua Ziyun came back to his senses instantly, smiled bitterly and retracted the hand wearing the ring behind him, looked down at the god-killing blade lying quietly on the lid of the coffin and asked, "You just said that this thing is 7,500 catties? Are you bluffing me?"

Seeing that Hua Ziyun was fine, Wuwei Lao Dao breathed a sigh of relief, and also fell on the god-killing blade, "According to legend, weak water is the heaviest water in the world, and under it there is a kind of refined iron called weak water black iron, this thing in front of you should be made of weak water black iron, don't look at its small size, in terms of quality, this thing is probably the most dense treasure in the world so far, I didn't expect you to be able to pick it up with one hand, it's incredible!"

"Well, I don't know why. ”

Hua Ziyun grinned in embarrassment, and unconsciously touched the warm ring on his hand from behind him, could it be because of it? Could it be that the one who just pierced his palm was also this thing?

He knew that now was not the time to study the ring, and that they were running out of time.

"Old Dao, I accepted this dagger, and that broken bamboo slip should also be a treasure of the exercises, but I already have the Chaos Heavenly Fire Technique, and the things left by the Northern Cangshen are not of much use to me, anyway, you can't use the God Killing Blade, and the five and five accounts that I talked about before can be divided equally." ”

"You're going to take the God Slayer Blade?!" Wu Wei exclaimed.

(End of chapter)