Chapter 55: Don't forget to dig wells
"Brother Xu, there is still a period of time before the disciples of our two holy lands will be martial, why don't we continue?"
After chatting for a while, Changxuan Zhenren looked at Xu Zhitian with a gloomy expression and asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Xu Zhitian frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Are you worried that the old man is cheating?"
"Brother Xu, you misunderstood. ”
Chang Xuan Zhenren's eyes wandered, and he looked at Li Qing beside him for a moment, and then twisted his beard and smiled: "Our two old guys have known each other for hundreds of years, and your character is naturally trustworthy." ”
Xu Zhitian snorted coldly: "Then you can definitely beat the old man, or is the absolute old man still in the mood to play chess with you here?"
After saying that, Xu Zhitian moved his mind, took out a ring from the ring, and put it in front of Changxuan Zhenren.
"The two ancient treasures are inside, you can take them!"
Xu Zhitian rolled his eyes and smiled at Changxuan Zhenren, and then stood up.
He glanced at the elders of the Ziqing Holy Land, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "The disciples of the two holy lands are martial arts, what are you all doing here?"
The elders of the Ziqing Holy Land looked at each other, and then turned around and hurriedly left with a tacit understanding.
After saying that, Xu Zhitian glanced at the upper echelons of the Taixuan Holy Land, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, turned around and disappeared out of thin air.
When Xu Zhitian, the Purple Blue Holy Lord, and the elders of the Purple Green Holy Land left, the high-level leaders of the Taixuan Holy Land all showed happy smiles.
"Senior Brother Changxuan, congratulations!"
"Senior Brother Changxuan, you have lost for two hundred years, and today you are finally raising your eyebrows. ”
"By the way, the Purple Green Holy Lord just said that he didn't cheat, but he just promised to leave two ancient treasures, or did he leave more than a dozen spirit treasures. ”
"Yes, this old fox has always said one thing and done another. ”
"That's it, compared to two ancient treasures, these dozen spirit treasures can be regarded as nothing. ”
Just when everyone was discussing, Changxuan Zhenren stood up and sighed: "If it weren't for the careful guidance of that Ye Shizu, I'm afraid that the old man would not be able to win on the chessboard in this life." ”
Jiuju Zhenren's pupils shrank slightly, glanced at everyone, and then said solemnly: "What kind of existence is this Master Ye Ancestor, not only in the way of the sword, but also in the way of chess, I am afraid that he has reached the realm of transformation." ”
Qingye Zhenren nodded thoughtfully, and said: "I heard from Senior Brother Li just now that the Purple Green Holy Lord has obtained the true inheritance of the contemporary chess saint Nangong Xuanji, and Master Ye just pointed out Senior Brother Changxuan, and he defeated the Purple Green Holy Lord so easily, which shows that Master Ye's attainments in the chess path can be seen." ”
Speaking of this, an elder looked up at the sky and muttered, "Our Master Ancestor Ye is really a strange person through the ages!"
"By the way, Senior Brother Changxuan, quickly take out those two ancient treasures and see what kind of ancient treasures they are. ”
An elder looked at Chang Xuan Zhenren and said with a face full of excitement.
For a while, the high-level officials of the Taixuan Holy Land set their eyes on Changxuan Zhenren.
Changxuan Zhenren smiled and nodded, and then with a movement of his mind, two pieces of light rushed out of the ring in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, two ancient treasures that exuded an eternal aura were suspended in front of everyone out of thin air.
At the same time, a seal aura also spread.
An ancient pen!
A slightly damaged bronze bell!
The ancient pen is clear, the light cyan dark air flow wanders in the pen body, the material is particularly peculiar, as if it is made of the name of the quiet tear iron, the whole body is bright, and it looks very clumsy.
The most surprising thing is the tip of the pen, I don't know what kind of hair is made, and it faintly exudes a breathtaking evil atmosphere.
Feeling the extraordinariness of this ancient pen, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and then looked at each other.
Changqing Zhenren frowned, and said suspiciously: "This ancient pen should have a great background, but the trace of evil energy emitted by the pen makes the old man sway, if nothing else, it should be made from the hairs on the body of some kind of relic." ”
Jiuju Zhenren's pupils constricted, staring at the ancient pen suspended in the air, and said with a solemn expression: "Judging by the aura emanating from the pen, this body should be made of a strange thing called the Tearful Iron Essence." ”
According to ancient records, it is an extremely strange strange thing, which can be compared to immortal materials, but there is a tearful essence iron that exudes a breath aimed at the divine soul, and the monks below the Mahayana realm cannot withstand the erosion of this breath at all, so in the old man's opinion, this ancient pen may not be a mascot. ”
The rest of the people looked at each other for a moment, felt the breath permeating the ancient pen, and nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment, everyone's eyes shifted to the clock suspended on the side.
This ancient bell looks magnificent, and the five-colored light around it is bright and bright, and it also exudes a vast and ancient atmosphere.
It's just that the fly in the ointment is that there is a trace of damage at the bell of this clock, but there is a faint terrifying evil atmosphere.
Obviously, this bell has killed countless lives before it can give birth to such a terrifying aura.
At this time, Yuan Jian Zhenren opened his mouth to make such an evaluation.
"This bell contains such a terrifying evil aura, if it is used as the central magic weapon of our mountain protection array, as long as the mountain protection array is opened, I am afraid that several immortal powerhouses in the Mahayana period will not be able to break through the mountain protection array. ”
Everyone heard this, and then nodded with a smile on their faces.
Changqing Zhenren twisted his beard and sighed: "Now we have Master Ye to help us Taixuan Mountain crown cover luck, and the mountain protection array is such a central magic weapon to sit for consultation, in this way, our Taixuan Holy Land will definitely be able to prosper for millions of years." ”
"Senior Brother Changqing is reasonable!"
"Haha......"
For a while, the high-ranking officials of the Taixuan Holy Land burst into laughter, their expressions full of excitement and relief.
However, Changxuan Zhenren, who had never spoken, waved his hand at everyone at this time.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is such an old saying in the mortal world, the so-called draught does not forget the person who digs the well, don't forget, the old man was able to win the Ziqing Holy Lord today and get these two ancient treasures from him, but whose reason is it?"
Changxuan Zhenren frowned slightly, glanced at the people who were full of energy, and said.
Hearing this, the high-ranking officials of the Taixuan Holy Land suddenly fell silent.
At the same time, there was a hint of shame on his face.
Oh, yes!
The Taixuan Holy Land was able to obtain such a creation, but it was all because of Master Ye, who lived in seclusion under the mountain.
And after they saw the two ancient treasures, they were just thinking about how to take them for themselves, but they weren't thinking about how to repay that Ye Shizu.
At this time, an elder spoke: "Senior Brother Changxuan, according to the old man's opinion, when the disciples of the two holy lands are over, you will take these two ancient treasures to meet Master Ye in person and listen to his old man's meaning?"
Jiuju Zhenren pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "In the old man's opinion, forget this bell, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings." ”
Changxuan Zhenren looked at Jiuju Zhenren and nodded: "The old man also has this intention, and I am afraid that only Master Ye can suppress the aura erosion above this ancient pen in the world." ”
The rest of the people listened and nodded approvingly.