With the voice of the abbot of Kongxuan, it was like a shout of a bell.

The muscles of everyone present tensed.

Even Chen Tianao's pupils shrank.

The artifact of the town country, the cloud crane square pot, is about to appear!

Four Dalin Temple monks dressed in orange and yellow warrior robes slowly walked in through the small door next to the stage of the auditorium, pushing a wooden shelf shaped like a square table.

Everyone was nervous, and even their breathing became more rapid.

There are wheels under the wooden shelf, and a wide rosewood box is placed on it, which is one meter in length, width and height, and is a standard cube, which is not small in size.

The warrior monk pushed the shelf to the stage of the auditorium and stood solemnly beside him.

Abbot Kongxuan didn't mean to let everyone wait, he walked directly to the front of the shelf, stretched out his hand, and opened the box.

In an instant, everyone's hearts seemed to stop beating for a second.

A faint green glow reflected the entire auditorium in an instant.

On the shelf, a bronze pot with a simple shape came into everyone's eyes.

About 70 centimeters in height, the body of the pot is flat, the abdomen is embossed with a dragon pattern, and the dragon horns are erected.

The four sides of the body of the pot are decorated with an unknown alien beast of ancient times, with curved horns, wings on the shoulders, long tail rolled up, and the lid is cast into the shape of auspicious clouds, which is covered with hollow holes.

In the center of the top of the pot there is a small movable lid, on which there is a crane standing in the center, raising its wings and forming a smart shape.

No one can say exactly when the Zhenguo artifact appeared, probably at the front end of the feudal period, or even a product of the ancient barbarian era.

Abbot Kongxuan took a small cup from the table next to him and filled it with white water.

Under the gaze of everyone, he hung the small cup above the bronze pot, with a serious face, and slowly poured water on the bronze crane on the top of the bronze pot.

The audience was silent, and no one dared to speak.

At that moment, a vague buzzing sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked at it again, and the cloud crane square pot on the table began to tremble on its own!

After a few seconds.

......

It was as if the sound of red-hot metal instantly entering the icy water.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the top of the cloud crane square pot suddenly steamed up a white cloud.

The clouds are thick and do not disperse, floating about 10 centimeters above the top of the pot, changing shape with the flow of air.

A moment later, someone in the audience suddenly exclaimed.

"There it is!"

Everyone's eyes were staring.

The cloud-like water vapor on the top of the pot gradually turned into an image of a crane standing with wings outstretched, lifelike!

The faint hum in the air also turned into a clear birdsong in an instant.

Qu Lanfei stood not far from the stage, her tone excited.

"When it encounters water, it moves, and the crane becomes a cloud! It's true! ”

Suddenly, a change abruptly occurred.

The three black shadows suddenly jumped onto the stage like lightning from an unknown place, with long hands and fast feet, and at the moment when everyone had not yet reacted, they wanted to snatch the artifact first!

The abbot of Kongxuan stood on the platform, had already prepared, and suddenly pulled out a golden vajra from the robe, and the difference was not a millimeter, and it was against the treasure pot.

"Amitabha, fellow Daoists, it's better not to be in a hurry first, in case the old man's hands shake a little and destroy the divine pot, then you will come for nothing."

The figures of the three black shadows froze instantly, and in the blink of an eye, they each took a step back and stood on the stage, speechless to each other.

Only then did everyone see the appearance of the three people clearly.

One was dressed in ordinary coffee-colored casual clothes, with a scruffy beard, about forty years old, short flat head, a scar on his eyebrows, a tall figure, and fierce eyes.

The other was covered in a black cloak, with a white face and beard, and looked somewhat like an ancient eunuch.

The last man, dressed in an ordinary horse coat, with thick bones and a modest figure, wore a wooden mask with a special style on it...... Chicken.

That's right, it's the chicken in the mahjong tiles, also called one.

Chen Tianao carefully looked at the three people on the stage from the stage, especially when he saw the person wearing the mask, his eyes stayed for a moment.

Kong Xuan glanced at it and smiled.

"Tiezhen donor, Dongfang donor, and this gentleman with a mask, you are already a master of the peak strength of the ninth rank stage, and it is not easy to cultivate."

"Even if there are god-level exercises on the Zhenguo weapon, is it possible that you still want to self-destruct and rebuild your skills?"

With this shout, the identities of several people were about to come out.

The one with the scar on his eyebrows, named Tie Zhen, a peerless master ranked fifth in the Nine Ranks, has been practicing in the Mombasai Desert all year round, and has fought with the red-topped Golden Buddha Bayana many times, regardless of victory or defeat.

The person in the black robe is named Dongfang Bai, and he is practicing a very vicious martial arts, and he is known for his secret weapons.

Now Dongfang Bai ranks tenth in the ninth rank of the battle power list.

As for the masked man, his identity is a mystery.

Kyushu Battle Power List, after entering the high-grade rank, the ranking is only a relative reference value, not necessarily accurate.

Because peerless masters of this level rarely have obvious wins and defeats such as instant kills and serious injuries, some are ascetic, and they rarely make appointments with others.

All those of the nine grades are all enemies of ten thousand people, and one person is enough to shock a country.

Tie Zhen's voice was rough and he snorted coldly.

"Kong Xuan, you are shaking people's hearts there, our strength has been trapped at the peak of the Nine Grades for a long time, if we can't break through to the realm of the underworld in this life, what's the point of living!"

Dongfang Bai's voice was sharp, and he nodded: "If there is a glimmer of hope, you can't miss it, even if you destroy your merits and rebuild, it's better than being stuck in the ninth rank until you die!" ”

Kongxuan's gaze turned to the mysterious man with the mask of a chicken.

"What about Your Excellency? Do you have to control the country? ”

The masked man snorted coldly, his voice was confused, and he didn't answer, but his attitude was already clear.

Kong Xuan stroked his beard lightly, and suddenly showed a hint of a smile.

"Since a few people refuse to let go, there is no way, we are all martial artists, so use the method of martial artists to determine the ownership of the Zhenguo weapon."

Dongfang Bai smiled sarcastically.

"Hmph, that's exactly what I want, you, an old monk, have been stealing the first rank of the nine products for a long time, and now it's time to give up your position to someone else."

Tie Zhen's fists collided, and the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

"Kong Xuan, I used to challenge you, and you always said that Buddhism doesn't fight, but now it's okay, in the first game, I'll fight with you!"

Abbot Kongxuan laughed and shook his head.

"That's wrong, Lao Wei didn't mean to fight for the town weapon, this time, I'm just here to be a witness."

"Actually, the ownership of the Zhenguo weapon has been transferred by the Huang family, and if you want to fight, you have to divide it with its current owner."

Dongfang Bai's eyes froze: "Who is it?" ”

At this time, Chen Tianao, who was originally sitting silently in the audience, slowly stood up, and his voice was extremely calm.

"It's me."