Chapter 131: Memory
"You...... Is it a Inheritor?"
Fang Zhen was startled and took two steps back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Hehe!" Montage looked at Fang Zhen's somewhat wary eyes amusedly, and said, "It seems that you are the inheritor of the new generation." ”
"You...... How would you know?" Fang Zhen frowned, staring at the montage.
"Because...... I'm also an inheritor. ”
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Coffin Tomb
"Hahahaha! The Emperor's Sword is mine!"
The bald man, holding a gorgeous long sword in one hand and a scroll in the other, retreated to a corner with a wild laugh, staring at the eight strong men with a wary look.
"Hmph, don't even think about leaving here if you don't take out the 'Imperial Sword'. ”
Billagon gritted his teeth and stared at the bald man, the "crack of darkness" in his hand emitting a shining black light, as if he would give the bald man a fatal blow if he was not paying attention. But the scroll in his hand did not dare to rush forward.
"How much magic do you think you have left in your 'Halo of Light'? Hand over the Emperor's Sword obediently, or you'll end up here!" Jacques said as he stared at the bald man.
At this moment, the coffin has been opened, and there are no remains in it, but there are four treasures stored, which have long been snatched by four people who are quick to shoot.
Around, eight strong men stood in eight directions, guarding each other tightly.
Four of them had an extra treasure in their hands.
The bald man of the Hasari Empire has an extra gorgeous long sword in his hand, which is the "Emperor's Sword." Although he looked smug and excited, it didn't mean that he was stupid, and he was anxiously considering a way to get out. He was already satisfied with obtaining a treasure, and at least he could go back to the business.
Master Kanluda of the Church of Nature, at this time, holds a staff in each hand. One was his super-magical-level special wand, the Forest Vine Staff. The other one is one of the treasures in the coffin, the branch of the tree god.
The tree god branch is not so much a rod as it is really a branch, about half a meter long, with branches extending and three green leaves on it.
The bearded man of the Warrior Guild held a purple-black prismatic shield. The shield is engraved with mysterious and esoteric patterns, which make people lose themselves in it at first glance.
"Crewe, your Abyssal Shield is good!" said Master Safi of the Magic Guild with a smile.
"Hahaha! I hope you come over and give it a kick. Crewe stared at Safi with fear.
Although the Magic Guild and the Warrior Guild are the most transcendent guilds in the Baimeng Continent, and on the surface, the relationship between the two guilds is very good, but when it comes to such fundamental interests, it is not something that can be discussed in a few words.
No matter how good the brotherly relationship is, for the sake of the treasure, he may stab you in the back. Not to mention the two guild forces that have been secretly fighting for thousands of years only for immediate interests.
The last treasure was obtained by a middle-aged man from the Aslan Empire. It was a long staff, milky white all over, and the pattern of the cane body was curved and curved, which was extremely beautiful. The rod has a golden-yellow prismatic gem at the end.
"It's actually the 'Staff of Radiance', a super magic guide of the light system!" "Ratchet leaned against the wall leisurely, staring at the seven powerhouses.
"Alright, everyone, I don't want to steal these four treasures from you, I just need this coffin!" Rakette took a few steps forward and came to the coffin.
At the same time, the Cambrian stick in his hand smacked the ground fiercely.
I saw a slight vibration on the ground, and the mechanical lines on the Cambrian stick flowed out of golden brilliance.
The seven looked at Ratchet and his Cambrian with fear.
"The Adventure Guild has the greatest credit this time, since Lord Rakit doesn't want a treasure, as long as the coffin, you can leave. Master Safi nodded helplessly and said.
In fact, she was very interested in this coffin, and intuitively thought that the coffin might not be as good as the four treasures, but it would not be much worse.
And Lachite's strength is outstanding, even if it is five ninth-order powerhouses, he can maneuver. Its strength made the seven powerhouses jealous.
Because before opening the coffin, the eight powerhouses had already started a melee in terms of strength. hit the coffin tomb and almost fell apart. But fortunately, the coffin tomb was extremely strong, and the melee of the eight ninth-order powerhouses was only a few cracks in the walls.
After a fight, although each individual was injured, they finally figured out the strength of each other. Among the eight, except for Crewe, the strongest is Rachite.
So as soon as Rakit said that he didn't want any treasures, as long as the coffin, although they were reluctant, if Rakit left, he wouldn't have to be so scruples about the next "liveliness".
Lachette smiled lightly, and under the reluctant gaze of the seven strong men, he carried the coffin, which was about five meters long and two meters wide. If this coffin is a giant, most people will believe it. But only those who have seen it know that this coffin does not contain people at all.
How much the coffin weighed, only Ratchet knew. But Ratchet looked relaxed at this time, and seemed to carry the coffin effortlessly.
Rachette then took out a ring, a metal ring with four gems of different colors, about the size of a palm.
Then he saw Rakit chant a mantra softly, and the four jewels of the ring shone brightly. The last magic circle, which appeared within the ring, then extended to the feet of Rakit.
It was a four-pointed star array, and there were four complex runes outside the array, which were four-colored.
"Four-pointed Star Space Teleportation Array! The spatial teleportation of the four elements of wind, fire, water and earth, I didn't expect Your Excellency Ratchet to carry your four-pointed star ring with you. Jacker exclaimed.
"Yes, if it weren't for the space mage who suddenly disappeared without a trace, the Adventure Guild wouldn't have vigorously studied this rare magician. Rakette smiled and raised the ring in his hand.
With the four-pointed star array under Lachite's feet, it slowly rotated, and several straight rays of light rose from the magic array, enveloping Lachite.
The surrounding space showed slight fluctuations. Lachite smiled and said, "Everyone, this time, you play slowly." I'll go back first. ”
As soon as the words fell, the spatial fluctuations suddenly shook, and Rakit, along with the coffin, turned into white light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Only seven strong men were left, staring at them with big eyes and small eyes, and staring for a long time.
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The Immortal Bird Chamber
"What! you are also the inheritor!" Fang Zhen subconsciously touched his forehead. Because the old immortal told him that the mark of the inheritor was imprinted on his forehead and eyebrows.
"I know you're amazed, didn't he tell you? You're a third-generation inheritor. And I, on the other hand, am the first generation. Montage said with a smile.
"The third generation, I am the third generation, you are the first generation, so who is the second generation?" Now that he has met the "senior", Fang Zhen does not need to be wary of him. Vaguely, Fang Zhen was more cordial to Montage.
"How do I know that by then, I was long gone. Montage smiled lightly.
"Oh, yes, you're dead eight thousand years ago. Fang Zhen nodded unconsciously, and suddenly, exclaimed, "Wait! Aren't you dead?"
Fang was stunned and took two steps back.
"Don't be nervous, this is the 'memory' I left behind when I built the mausoleum. Montage looked at Fang Zhen's startled appearance and shook his head with a smile.
"Oh, I see, the runes on this belt are your spiritual memory runes. Then this is your virtual memory space?" Fang Zhen nodded abruptly and looked around.
As for memory, Fang Zhen has a general understanding of it from Tutor Hilleman's class.
The memory is a trace of soul left by a strong person, wrapped in spiritual power, forming a special rune, sealed on a certain object.
If the object is an ordinary object, then the spiritual memory rune formed by this memory body will slowly disappear with the washing of time.
If the Spiritual Memory Rune is sealed inside a magic item, the danger of the rune disappearing can be greatly reduced. If it is sealed at the level above the magic guide, it can well preserve the spiritual memory rune until the magic guide disintegrates.
If an object is sealed at the level above the super-magic guide, there will be a special situation. So what is the special situation, Tutor Hilleman changed the topic and hung a big appetite for all the students in the five-leaf class.
"This space is just virtual for me. Now that your spiritual power has entered my spiritual memory rune, then I will be able to roughly know your cultivation. I really can't imagine that the god of fate has let the inheritors of the two eras meet, in this situation. Montage sighed.
"Hehe, since the old era has passed, of course the new era is coming!By the way, do you know what the inheritor does?" Fang Zhen hurriedly asked the question he had been desperately wanting to know for ten years.
"Unfortunately, I didn't reach the Holy Rank and couldn't know the secrets of the lineage. When I left this rune, it was only a ninth-order peak magic cultivation. If it weren't for that curse, I would have stepped on the Holy Steps. Montage's tone was full of embarrassment and gloomy.
"Curse, what curse?" Although Fang Zhen didn't get the answer he wanted, he unexpectedly heard a key word.
"Once, when I was conquering the continent, I encountered an assassination. The most surprising thing is that in that assassination, there were six cursed masters. Or a specially trained curser. At the cost of their lives, they put a curse on me. An irresistible, inescapable curse. ”
"I haven't learned about this kind of magic yet, but listening to you say this, it seems to be very obscene, and it can make a person fail to reach the holy level for the rest of his life, so that his life will end in aging. Fang Zhenqi said.
"Cursed magic is not in the magic system of all things in the world, nor in the alternating light and darkness, nor in the thunder that represents destruction and creation. Rather, it belongs to a mysterious fate. This is a bit complicated, but I can tell you that this curse is the 'Exhausted Hexagram' that has killed countless geniuses, also known as the 'Curse of the Hexagram'. Although this curse will not cause your cultivation to decline and your life to be in danger, your potential will be reduced to nothingness in the long river of fate. Montage said lightly, but Fang Zhen felt that there seemed to be infinite unwillingness and resentment suppressed in his heart.
"Strangling potential, no wonder you can't reach the Holy Rank for the rest of your life. This curse, for a strong man, is simply more torturous than death!" Fang Zhen glanced at the montage with some sympathy.
"We are both inheritors, and we believe that our Tester Guru is also him. I won't reveal much, I used to be a student of Samikina, and I was also the chief student, and I also got the chief student shoulder pads. Montage glanced meaningfully at the shoulder pad on Fang Zhen's left shoulder.