Chapter 320: Crisis

Qingya looked back, but saw Lu Dieyi standing behind him, starry eyes, looking at him with a smile. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qingya smiled, shook his head, and said: "I'm just a rough person, where do I know how to paint, it's just that these four paintings are majestic and deeply infected, so I was a little distracted and smiled." ”

Lu Dieyi smiled slightly, and also fell on the four paintings, the more she looked at it, the more fascinated she became, and she was amazed, and said: "This painting is indeed quite charming, the atmosphere is outstanding, and it is indeed from the hands of the master." Then he hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and said, "I just don't know what kind of magic weapon this painting is, I'll wait to get it first." ”

At this time, other people also came over, looking at the hanging paintings, and seeing that the two of them were taking the paintings, they also came to help.

Surprisingly, however, the four paintings were not difficult to remove, and they were hung on the wall at random without any protection, and they were removed without any difficulty.

The painting is not big, the width is only three feet, everyone holds it in their hands and looks at it carefully, except for the soft hand, but there is nothing strange to see.

Murong Xue groaned, and suddenly pinched the law, and at one of the hanging paintings, he sacrificed two streamers, and the streamers fell on the edge of the hanging painting with two pops, and immediately shot it out of the two holes.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, secretly saying that although this painting has both god and form, it is useless to them, if it is for those who prefer paintings, it may be somewhat attractive, but it cannot impress them at all.

"It turned out to be some mundane things, empty and happy." Someone couldn't hide the disappointment on his face and muttered quietly.

"Amitabha, although the poor monk is a cultivator, he is also quite interested in this painting, and I want to take a piece, I don't know what you think?" Yu Heng recited the Buddha's horn and said softly.

Murong Xue waved her hand and glanced at the others: "Since Daoyou likes it, the concubine body is the beauty of an adult, and if you don't compete with it, you can take it." ”

"Thank you, fairy."

"Since this is the case, then Qing is not welcome, this painting is very eye-catching, and it can also add a lot of color when hung in the cave."

Soon, the four paintings were scraped clean by everyone, because they were just some vulgar things, everyone's interest was not high, only Yuheng, Qingya, and Lu Dieyi were divided, of which Qingya got two of them, namely Dahe, Lieyang, Yuheng selected Hanhai, and Lu Dieyi took away the last picture of Yunshan.

At this point, all the things that can be obtained in this side hall have been divided up by everyone, and there are still some left, because there is a formation guard, it cannot be broken for a while, so everyone will not do much entanglement, and forget it for the time being, and decide to go to other side halls to turn around before it is too late.

What they were worried about was Yu Mingguang's four people, they were afraid that they would take too long here, and several other side halls would be given a head start by the latter.

And just when Qingya and the others were busy taking treasures, they were in another place on the Bitianqiao, a million miles away from Haoyuanguan.

The boundary here is a huge surface fissure, not more than a hundred zhang wide, but it stretches for hundreds of miles, surrounded by vast wilderness plains, forming a huge canyon fissure.

And at this moment, somewhere in the canyon, in a dungeon cave mansion that I don't know who built it when, a group of six people gathered together with eager faces, looking ahead in unison, looking extremely excited.

These six people, four men and two women, judging from their clothing and clothing, are the disciples of Mida Temple and the disciples of Xingyue Gate, there are three people each, and I don't know how they got together and how they got here.

The leader of Mida Temple, whose name is Hongyuan, is tall, and his appearance is different from Yuheng's benevolent eyebrows, and his appearance is a little cold. And the person headed by Xingyuemen is a woman, with a beautiful appearance and fluttering clothes, named Yingli.

The place where the six people looked was a high altar, and on the high altar, stood a huge disc, which was engraved with dense criss-crossing lines, shining, and was actually a huge array disk, but it was many times more complicated than the ordinary array disk.

In the center of the array, there is a fist-sized gemstone, golden luster, exuding a soft light, illuminating the entire underground palace, dazzling, and it is this gem that everyone is looking at.

The brilliance in Fairy Yingli's beautiful eyes flashed, and she forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart, pointed to the gem in front of her and said: "Hongyuan Daoyou, this thing is really a relic, you won't admit your mistake." ”

Hongyuan nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "There is no mistake, although the appearance and shape of this thing are different from ordinary relics, the Buddha nature that can be exuded is extremely pure, and it is countless times thicker than the relics I have seen in the temple before. ”

Speaking of this, Hongyuan paused slightly, and continued: "Just like this, it is enough to see the high level and great value of this item, I dare not say anything else, at least in my temple, the little monk has never heard of any magic weapon comparable to it, and even the entire Mida country is difficult to find a second one." It is a great blessing for us to encounter such a peerless treasure, and it is naturally impossible to miss it due to the will of God. ”

Hongyuan's tone became more and more urgent, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his heart, as if the treasure had been obtained.

But Fairy Ying Li frowned, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, only feeling that Hongyuan was completely different from when he first met, and he was like two people. "Since this treasure is really as important as Daoist friends say, how can it be placed here at will like this, without any protection. Moreover, this place is strange and dangerous, and this treasure may have another deep meaning when it appears here, and if it is taken rashly, I am afraid that it will cause disaster again, which is extremely inappropriate. ”

"Hmph, the fairy is not afraid." Hongyuan snorted coldly and glanced at Ying Li with disdain.

"Since you are as timid as a mouse, then I should take it myself, but I have a word first, if you really get the treasure at that time, you don't want to get anything, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hongyuan said, glanced at the other two little monks behind him, and the three of them jumped up at the same time, bombarding the relics in the center of the array.

Swish.

Just as the attack of the three of them was about to fall on the relics, the huge array suddenly shone up, holding up a faint curtain of light and protecting the relics in it.

"Hmph, dare you stop me."

Hongyuan's face showed a touch of evil energy, and he roared angrily, and the surface of his bare head actually emitted wisps of faint black gas. I saw that his palm suddenly flipped over, and a rich black gas appeared in the palm of his palm, and under the illusion, it condensed into a thin black nail, and suddenly shot towards the relics.

The black spikes were like broken bamboos, and the formation light curtain pierced through in front of it as if there was nothing. The array disc shone brightly, and the lines on it flashed wildly at the same time, and beams of light lit up on it, and at the same time shot towards the black beam.

"Just the formation wants to trap me, don't think about it. God and Buddha extinguished. ”

Hongyuan shouted again, pinched the magic trick with his fingers, and pointed at the black spike in the air. I saw that the back half of the black spike suddenly burst open, turned into billowing black gas, swept outward, and blocked the beam of light, except for the tip of the spike continued to move forward, piercing straight on the relic.

Seeing this scene, the three of Yingli were already dumbfounded, and the development of things had already exceeded their expectations, and it was countless times more serious than they imagined.

"You're not Hongyuan, who are you?"

Ying Li screamed, her face turned pale, and she was about to flee when she took the opportunity.

"I only found out now, don't you think it's too late?"

Hongyuan laughed fiercely, just waved lightly, and the two behind him flew out like puppets, blocking in front of Yingli, not letting the latter leave. At the same time, he cast the spell again, reciting the mantra, and the half of the black nail pierced on the relics suddenly melted, turning into a cloud of black gas, covering all the relics.

Rumble.