Chapter 137: Conspiracy?
"Now that the inheritance land is only this black ancient tripod and that inheritance jade slip, how can we distribute it?"
The one who opened his mouth was Wang Jie, the core senior brother of the first-class power Xia Wangfu, who had the mid-stage cultivation of the Yin God, no worse than that Huang Heng, and at this time, he was signaled by Su Miaoyin and said stiffly.
"The inheritance of the Yan King is a heavenly immortal-level inheritance, needless to say, the preciousness is about the same as twenty saint-level exercises or inheritances, of course, after all, it is a direct immortal technique, and the value will definitely be exceeded, and it will be directly exchanged for twenty-two saint-level martial arts or exercises, right?!"
The one who opened his mouth was Zhang Xuanqi, one of the top ten true legends of the True Martial Arts Sect, dressed in a luxurious Heavenly Master robe, with a faint otherworldly temperament, as he spoke, the monks present did not refute and did not comment.
Any item has a unit of value, even the Immortal Scripture Immortal Weapon is no exception, and there is already a mature set of units of value in the Tianyuan Realm.
Since ancient times, the spirit stone has been used as the basic currency of the Tianyuan Realm, because the spirit stone contains a strong spiritual energy, and the monk directly absorbs the spirit stone much faster than the speed of his own exercises, therefore, in the fight, the spirit stone is used as a storage material to restore the spiritual energy, which is no worse than the effect of the elixir.
According to the concentration of spiritual energy inside, the spirit stones are divided into low-grade spirit stones, middle-grade spirit stones, high-grade spirit stones and top-grade spirit stones, and the exchange ratio is one to one.
Some of the more advanced items can also be traded with spirit stones, but like this kind of immortal-level exercises, the immortal-level exercises, are no longer measurable by spirit stones, and they are generally bartered.
The Yanwang inheritance in front of him must be an immortal-level exercise, and the immortal-level exercise is worth twenty saint-level exercises or martial arts.
As for the black ancient tripod, obviously in their opinion, it is obviously a level of inheritance with the Yan King, but the ordinary immortal weapon is more precious than the immortal scripture of the same level, so this black ancient tripod is worth thirty saint-level exercises, or martial arts.
"I didn't expect that the Yanwang Mansion had been opened tens of thousands of times, and this time it finally ended in our hands. ”
A monk said with emotion.
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ye secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, not only Su Ye, but also Xiao Chen, Zhang Xuanqi, Hui Xuan and others were all awakened by this sentence, and their faces were full of something wrong when they looked at each other.
Among the more than 90 monks present, each of them is a proud son of the heavens, and they are all famous in their respective sects, so they can come to this point, in addition to their natural qualifications, their respective IQs are not low.
The monk's words just now instantly pulled them back to their senses, and in an instant, one by one, a cold sweat flowed, yes, the Yanwang Mansion was opened tens of thousands of times, why is this time so simple?
Out of more than five hundred monks, one hundred monks were decided, and after that, the inheritance of the Yanwang Mansion appeared, which was obviously abnormal.
"Look! The place where the Xuantian Sect monk died, all the blood on it is gone!!"
A Qilin Pavilion monk exclaimed, instantly attracting everyone's attention, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.
"Not only the monks of the Xuantian Sect, but even when we fought and drove away the scattered cultivators just now, the blood in one place has now disappeared without a trace. Li Suifeng continued, and stopped by the side of a corpse of a loose cultivator who died in battle, and casually took out a high-grade spirit weapon dagger, which instantly cut the chest of the corpse of the scattered cultivator, and a piece of red flesh was exposed, but there was no blood.
For monks, especially those who have reached the realm of Jindan, the blood on the body will not coagulate immediately after death, but flows like the blood of a normal living person, and even the normal human temperature on the corpse can be maintained for several days.
At this time, although the temperature of this body is still retained, the blood in the body seems to have evaporated in the world, and it has disappeared, yes, it has disappeared directly.
In order to verify this, some monks walked up to the corpses of the scattered cultivators and cut their arteries, but there was no blood in sight.
"Amitabha, it is obviously not ordinary for us to be able to drain the blood of these scattered corpses without us realizing it. ”
Hui Xuan paused, and continued: "And there seems to be something inexplicable that blinds our perception, otherwise we wouldn't have discovered these details. ”
"That's right!"
"Senior Brother Huixuan is reasonable!"
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"Everyone be careful, this palace may have unknown dangers! As for the Yan King Inheritance and this Black Ancient Ding Immortal Weapon, let's slow down for a while, and then distribute it. ”
As Xiao Chen, who was the leading disciple of the Phaseless Demon Sect this time, as soon as he spoke, everyone else felt justified and did not refute it, after all, in addition to Xiao Chen's own strength, there was also the identity of a disciple of the Holy Land that made them pay attention to it.
Just as Xiao Chen finished speaking, suddenly the entire palace shook, as if an earthquake had occurred, and several monks fell directly to the ground in a hurry.
The vibration occurred for a pillar of incense time, and when the vibration stopped, suddenly a sarcophagus appeared in the sky above the white jade platform, the sarcophagus was not big, only three meters long and about two meters wide, and the sudden appearance of this sarcophagus instantly attracted the attention of all the monks.
Looking at the sarcophagus in the air, Su Ye felt a faint sense of danger in his heart.
"It's not right, I feel that there may be a huge crisis inside the sarcophagus!"
Su Ye's face was slightly solemn and said to Yan Qingwu beside him.
Yan Qingwu nodded, no need for Su Ye to say, she could also feel the danger in the sarcophagus.
For monks, the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the perception of danger, and everyone present at this time showed a trace of fear of the sarcophagus floating in the air.
At this moment, with a bang, the sarcophagus slowly opened, and a black gas floated out of it, looking at the black gas, the uneasiness in Su Ye's heart became even stronger.
Roar!!
A roar like a monster came, and the lid of the coffin on the sarcophagus, which was originally open, flew out in an instant, like a huge stone slab smashed into the monks below.
Looking at the stone slab smashed at them, all the monks used their means to bombard the stone slab, some used treasure weapons, some used martial arts, all kinds of palm prints, fist prints, and treasures in the shape of a tripod, a plate, a stick, etc., smashed into the stone slab, and countless colorful runes flowed out of it, gorgeous and colorful.
Bang!!
An explosion sounded, as if the sky was open.
Countless attacks bombarded the stone slab, even if it was worthy of a hole void monk's full blow, but for this stone slab, it was not damaged at all, not even a little dust fell, but it also hindered the falling speed of the stone slab, enough for several monks in the direction of the stone slab to escape.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, like a mountain collapsing.
The stone slab smashed on the ground, setting off a whirlwind of spiritual energy, and the whirlwind of spiritual energy flowed slowly, and it dissipated before it dissipated in less than a few dozen breaths.