Chapter 10: Jubao Lake
There is one more thing on the surface of the lake that was originally calm and waveless, bronze and antique, which is very conspicuous under the illumination of the red glow.
But it was too far away from the shore, Li Yang and Lei Ren stood on tiptoe to look, even if the former belonged to the kind with excellent eyesight, they only saw a faint outline.
As you can imagine, this thing is huge, at least two meters tall.
This thing appeared like a primer, and the lake was no longer calm.
More and more things are coming out of the lake, and many things are close enough to be seen.
There is a three-foot sword blade with a cold light, a powerful silver-tipped spear, and a simple and spiritual alchemy furnace...... Floats and sinks on the water.
The little fat man's eyes were straight, he swallowed and spit, and said, "It's all ...... It's all Lingbao!"
"Lingbao?" Li Yang thought it was just some rotten weapons, otherwise he wouldn't have floated on the water, but at this moment he was not calm.
Lingbao, also known as psychic treasure. Different from ordinary treasures, it is spiritual, large or small, and has a heart with its owner, which is the dream of a monk.
After cultivating to the psychic realm, the cultivator must sacrifice his natal spirit weapon in order to maximize his strength.
If there is a spiritual treasure by his side, it will save a lot of effort, and there is no need to spend a lot of energy and financial resources to polish the sacrifice.
Li Yang suddenly had a bad premonition, and vaguely guessed the purpose of Ye Qing and his group.
"I remember!"
Suddenly, the little fat man interrupted his thoughts with a scream, he was distraught, kicked him, and said, "What do you remember?"
"Jubao Lake! Yes, this must be Jubao Lake!" the little fat man was short of breath, he had read a codex that recorded all kinds of things about Jubao Lake.
It is said that Jubao Lake is connected to the armory of the former dynasty, and the ban on sealing the armory will be lifted every thousand years, and the spiritual treasures inside will pour into the outside world with the flow of water.
The little fat man calculated, according to the last time Jubao Lake appeared, it was almost a thousand years. At that time, several of them were not qualified to enter the Divine Ruins, so it was difficult to think of this stubble for a while.
"No wonder so many big forces are involved this time!"
It's not profitable, so it makes sense.
After a while, dozens of spiritual treasures appeared on the water, floating and sinking, very conspicuous.
With so many spiritual treasures appearing in the world at one time, even those children of the big families can't hold it back.
You must know that the treasures in their clan have also been accumulated little by little over thousands of years, and every spiritual treasure is very precious. Except for those descendants who have cultivated to reach the psychic realm, each of them has one, and the other children are not qualified to have it.
Not to mention the children of small forces, they may not be able to take out so many spiritual treasures even if they empty their family funds.
"Poof!"
Some people were anxious to wait, and a fierce man plunged into the water and threw himself at Lingbao.
There were also people here who rushed over in a hurry, but just a few steps away, a man appeared in front of him.
"I ...... I didn't ......."
He hurriedly explained, and suddenly his chest was cold, and a sharp sword had pierced into his body.
"Bang!"
Then, Ye Qing raised a kick and kicked him away, smashing him five meters away and convulsing for a moment, but there was no movement.
From beginning to end, the young man in Tsing Yi didn't look back, obviously acquiescing to Ye Qing's approach.
"Who else wants to leave?" Ye Qing scanned everyone with a four-foot long sword, and the blood slid down the blade drop by drop, which was very dazzling.
No one dared to look up.
At this time, the young man in Tsing Yi turned around and threw a palm-sized medicine bottle to Ye Qing, and said, "Feed them to take it!"
With the previous deterrence, although a group of people were 10,000 unwilling, they did not dare to resist, and honestly took the pill distributed by Ye Qing.
When it was Li Yang's turn, Ye Qing punched him in the stomach, he opened his mouth in pain, and then a sheep egg-like pill was stuffed into his mouth.
"You ......" Li Yang's eyes were split, Ye Qing sneered, turned his head and walked to the next one, but the shot was not so violent.
"Bastard, I'll beat your shit out sooner or later!" he had never wanted to kill a person so much.
The boy in Tsing Yi continued: "This pill is called 'Broken Intestine Pill', if there is no antidote within one day, the liver and intestines will rot and die." Now there is only one chance to exchange the spirit treasure for the antidote. Whatever method you use, it's your last chance before dark!"
Everyone gasped, it was so ruthless!
A group of people were originally just a plate of scattered sand, and they were even likely to defect at a critical moment, but after this poison pill was used, everyone now had to work for him.
"This is not only for us to be cannon fodder, but also to be a useful cannon fodder!" Li Yang understood, but was very helpless.
"Your time is running out!" The boy in Tsing Yi said regardless of the group of people talking behind his back, "Also, a word of caution for you, don't enter the lake!"
"Childe, why did you tell them this?"
Ye Qing wanted to continue, but after being glared at by the young man in Tsing Yi, he quickly closed his mouth. He looked at Li Yang, who was standing not far away, with an unwilling expression.
Li Yang's heart moved: "Is it true that you can't go to the lake?"
He had to guard against it.
After such a while, the lake has been fighting to the death.
"Puff", "Puff" ......
It's like making dumplings, and people are constantly being thrown into the water, and blood is splashing.
Except for the most central area of the lake, the water surface for more than ten miles is full of battles, and you punch me and I kick it, and it is completely chaotic.
Li Yang didn't have the heart to participate in the competition, any treasure and spiritual object is bullshit, and he has to take his life, and the old man has always taught him this.
He stayed three or four miles away from the lake, and he couldn't see Ye Qing and his group, so he stopped.
He flipped his palm, and there was an extra pill like sheep and eggs in his hand. He hadn't eaten it just now, and his tongue was curled on the side of the root of his teeth.
"Hmph, I want to force Lao Tzu to eat poison, but there is no door. ”
"You haven't eaten?" A voice suddenly came from behind him, Li Yang was startled, he didn't even notice it in advance.
When he looked back, it was the little fat man Lei Ren, and he was slightly angry: "What are you doing with Lao Tzu?"
"You're my big brother, who are you not talking to?" the little fat man didn't blush at all when he said nonsense.
Li Yang glared at him and asked again, "You idiot won't eat that poison, will you?"
"Master is not so stupid!"
The little fat man spread out his palm, it was also a sheep egg pill, Li Yang snatched it in his hand, he couldn't cry or laugh: "I said big brother, you are really hungry, you also grab this thing?"
"You know what a fart!" Li Yang kicked the pill into his arms, doing what they do, this thing is a common thing for home travel.
Both of them have the same thoughts, and they don't want to get involved in the competition for spiritual treasures, it's too dangerous!
They discussed finding a place to hide and then stay out until they got out.
"Whew!"
However, at this moment, a cyan sword rushed in front of the two.
"Lingbao!"
Li Yang and the little fat man glanced at each other, this is to give another farewell gift when leaving, don't be in vain!
"Huh!"
The little fat man was still a step slower, and Li Yang took the first step to copy the sword into his hand.
"Stop!"
"Look for death!"
Behind him, a group of people came over with red eyes, and Li Yang ran away when he saw this.
"Damn! I knew it was no good!"
The little fat man was almost gone, and Li Yang angrily greeted the eighteenth generation of his ancestors. Just now, he was screaming "big brother", and he didn't even squeak when he ran away.
"Huh!"
Suddenly, a big knife slashed at him head-on, the cold light was pressing, Li Yang's heart jumped, and he hurriedly resisted with a horizontal sword.
"Bell!"
The big knife slashed on the spirit sword, and with a "click", it broke into two.
"! so sharp?" Li Yang looked at the spirit sword in his hand stupidly.
In fact, the spirit treasure can only exert its power in the hands of cultivators in the psychic realm, but even if it can't exert its power, its tenacity and sharpness are not comparable to ordinary swords and swords.
However, after such a delay just now, Li Yang was surrounded by a group of people.