Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Shui Ji heard this, with a lofty posture, she didn't even look at Xuan Xuan, but looked at Forget Kong with a solemn gaze, as if she was afraid that Forget Kong would suddenly attack, and opened her mouth in a deep voice without looking back;

"The Three Treasures of the Desert have different powers, and they are unpredictable, if the Three Treasures gather together, they do have the ability to change their lives against the sky, but this kind of incredible ability for ordinary monks, whether it is for all living beings in the world, or for all living beings, it is a disaster with immeasurable consequences! A catastrophe that is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth!"

Hearing this, Forget Kong looked at Shui Ji with cold eyes, and asked in a solemn voice;

"What do you mean by that?"

Shui Ji had a remorseful face, and explained in a heavy tone to the empty voice, with a hint of pain that had been suppressed for a long time in her voice, as if she remembered some unbearable memories;

"Your Excellency doesn't know that the so-called Three Treasures of the Desert are actually not things in the world, but by chance, because of a shocking war, because the master of refining the Three Treasures of the Desert unfortunately died, the Yuan Shen died, and the soul was scattered, so the Three Treasures of the Desert will be left here and become ownerless!"

Hearing this, the expression in his eyes changed suddenly, and in his originally cold and ice-like eyes, a trace of surprise involuntarily flashed, and he looked at Shui Ji with an expressionless face in shock, and at the same time, he couldn't help but think of the senior master who was said by the Hidden Heavenly Master and the contemporary spiritual master of the Hidden World, and asked in a deep voice in disbelief;

"What did you say?"

Shui Ji looked at Forgetkong with a sad gaze, spoke in a deep voice of sadness, muttered almost like a dream, and her voice became slightly trembling under the rendering of excitement;

"The person who refines the Three Treasures of the Desert is also the first master of the Three Treasures of the Desert, but before he died, he divided his supernatural inheritance into three, and imprinted them in the Three Treasures of the Desert, waiting for people who are destined to gather the Three Treasures of the Desert and cultivate immortal powers, one to inherit his mantle, and the other to avenge him!"

Hearing this, he was silent thoughtfully, and waited indifferently for the following;

Hearing this, Xuan Xuan's excited emotions gradually calmed down, and he looked at Shui Ji with complicated eyes;

"The original spirit of the Three Treasures of the Desert, in addition to the spirit of the Holy Water Bottle, the spirit of the Fantasy Spirit Bead and the Colorful Jade Ring had already been destroyed in that earth-shattering battle, even the spirit of the Holy Water Treasure Bottle was also a great loss of spiritual sense, although it was lucky to survive, but it fell into a deep sleep;"

Mizuhime, with a sad face, said to herself;

"I don't know how long it took, I was forced to wake up from my slumber, because the Mysterious Spirit Bead in the Three Treasures of the Desert, after absorbing the aura of heaven and earth day and night, and the essence of the sun and the moon, was born again with spiritual consciousness and a new instrument spirit, about three hundred years later, the colorful jade ring also gave birth to a new instrument spirit again!"

Shui Ji looked at Ling Ji with a complicated expression, a strange smile appeared on her beautiful jade face, and a pair of beautiful big eyes contained a thick worry and reluctance, and she continued to murmur almost like a dream;

"Later, we got to know each other, and the three sisters were like brothers and sisters, and spent a carefree time together, until one of the lucky ones, who was beaten all over his body, was thrown into the sand pit where our three sisters were hiding, and left him to fend for himself, but his blood dripped onto the colorful jade ring by chance;"

Lingji quickly stabilized her injuries after a turn of pranayama and recuperation, she stood up quietly, slowly walked to Xuan's side, looked like a matter of course, snuggled on Xuanxuan's shoulder, nodded slightly at Xuanxuan, and listened quietly to the narration of the person Shui Ji;

"That person became the owner of the colorful jade ring, he took away the colorful jade ring, and the original owner's supernatural inheritance, although I told the other two sisters, but when the instrument spirit of the colorful jade ring was taken away, I didn't think about the supernatural inheritance because I was worried about my sister!"

When Shui Ji said this, there seemed to be remorse and resentment hidden in her complicated expression, and her tone was as cold as ice;

"Until many years later, that person with a colorful jade ring, led many soldiers in armor, that person is called the desert god of war, he ordered the soldiers to dig three feet into the ground, dug out the body of the Xuan Phantom Spirit Bead and the Holy Water Treasure Bottle, and couldn't wait to drip blood to recognize the Lord, in order to obtain the inheritance of supernatural powers, and have more powerful power!"

At this moment, Lingji suddenly held her head in her hands, her face was full of pain, her whole body spasmed violently, and she involuntarily fell to the sand, and her body bloomed with colorful brilliance, but she rolled on the ground in pain, as if she was suffering from unspeakable pain;

"What's wrong with you, ma'am?"

Xuan Xuan held the Yin Yang Talisman umbrella in one hand and hugged Ling Ji with the other, Huo Ran raised his head and glared angrily at Shui Ji, looking like a madman and shouting angrily;

"What did you do to her?"

Hearing this, Forgetkong looked at Lingji in disbelief, meaning to comfort Xuanxuan;

"Mysterious Daoist! She is now in the innate gossip sealing demon array of the poor Dao, not only is it difficult to escape, but it is impossible to use any means, if the poor Dao is not bad, it should be that there is something wrong with the spirit of the poor Dao, maybe there is some abnormality!"

Shui Ji turned a deaf ear to this, and just glanced at Ling Ji lightly, and a trace of unbearability and distress flashed in her cold eyes like ice, and then turned her gaze to forget the sky;

"Buzz"

At this moment, the mutant was born, Lingji suddenly stopped trembling, and the colorful brilliance that bloomed around her body became dazzling in an instant, making it impossible to look directly, faintly, and even illusions breeding;

In the depths of Lingji's consciousness, scenes of broken memories are rapidly reorganized, arranged and combined in a mysterious order, quietly appearing in Lingji's consciousness, as if they are dusty memories that have been sealed for many years, stimulated by external forces, and unsealed;

"I am the instrument spirit of the holy water vase, my name is Shui Ji, the instrument spirit of the Fantasy Spirit Bead, called Ling Ji, the instrument spirit of the colorful jade ring, called Yu Ji, Yu Ji and the desert god of war fell in love, helped him lay down the country, and even with the help of the special induction between the three treasures of the desert, found us for the desert god of war;"

Mizuhime seems to have given up on her plans to escape, and tells the story of the Three Treasures of the Desert in a meaningful way;

"Yu Ji wants to fulfill her ambitions for the desert god of war and wants to stay with him for a long time, but unfortunately, when the desert god of war became the second master of the desert three treasures, the backhand and conspiracy arranged by the first master before his death came unexpectedly, so that the complacent desert god of war was happy and sad on the spot, and there was no corpse!"

Forget Kong seemed to look expressionless, with a cold expression, but Shui Ji, who was quite serious about speaking, asked in a deep voice with a meaning;

"Is this what you call a disaster?"