Chapter 377: Treasure Hunting

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Hai Chaosheng opened his mouth and said: "Now that the four palaces and the four families have moved, haven't they still given any orders on the thick soil slope?"

The black-robed old man said, "So far, there is none." ā€

Hai Chaosheng pondered for a moment and said: "Your Majesty has always been far-sighted, and his intentions are not something that we can speculate, but since he has no opinion on this action presided over by the Xu family, he acquiesces to it, and we can let it go! It seems that in this war between humans and demons, Linfeng can play a pivotal role." ā€

Hai Chaosheng paused, stroked his beard and smiled: "I've been busy lately, I haven't taught him, can he make progress?"

The black-robed old man said: "I don't know why, since the last time he came back from the Southern Wilderness, Xu Gongzi has worked harder than before, and his progress can be said to have progressed by leaps and bounds. ā€

"Oh?" Hai Chaosheng's eyes flashed, and he squinted and smiled: "In the past, after he awakened the Nine Rank Divine Vein, he obtained the first and second swords of the Nine Swords of the Sun God, it seems that through this sacrifice, he should have obtained three or four more swords?"

The black-robed old man said: "Not only that, every sacrifice of the psychic person, the power of the divine skill can be raised to a higher level, with the strength of Xu Gongzi now, it shouldn't be much of a problem to kill the mid-stage Flood Desolation Martial Artist!" Xu Gongzi recently investigated many elders and deacons in the palace, as if he heard that there were demon spies in the palace, or the white devil who was one of the four dark demons in the dark demon power, said that the last time he tried to mix into the demon clan in the fourth palace, it was this white devil who was hindering it, and this matter caused the dissatisfaction of many elders, but no one complained. ā€

The black-robed old man said, looking at Hai Chaosheng's face, the latter was uncertain, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly sighed lightly: "That's it, let him go, when Mo Qingshan came to the palace, he was so sure, and Linfeng is also a person with his own judgment, the demon clan is cunning, maybe there are really spies mixed into the war palace, we don't blindly deceive ourselves anymore, you can also cooperate with him to find the spy as soon as possible." ā€

"Yes. The black-robed old man bowed slightly, and said, "The results of the apprenticeship disciples on Dongji Island have come out, and after passing the assessment for these three months, Xiao Wei from the Xiao family in Yanyu City passed with the first place. ā€

Hai Chaosheng shook his head, remembering the sharp-toothed purple-clothed girl above the top of the lower five-grade competition last time, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth: "This girl has a poor background, but her talent is good, but she is a malleable talent, since she has won the first, then according to the regulations, she is allowed to enter Dongji Island and become the fourth disciple of the deity." ā€

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According to the memories of Sikong Peng stolen by Phantom Clothes as a guide, Xiao Bai flew all the way, and within two days, he traveled nine thousand miles north.

In the vast endless Gobi, Xiao Bai saw a desolate lonely mountain from a distance.

There are no trees on the mountain, only a few desolate weeds, and the surface of the mountain is exposed with large areas of brown rock, which looks very barren.

In the middle of the lonely mountain, a huge and smooth gap was cracked, as if it had been split straight by someone with a knife.

This mountain is called the knife chop peak, the origin is quite legendary, it is said that in ancient times, a sword saint named white chop practiced the knife all the year round, one day suddenly enlightened, a knife will split this mountain into two halves, since then the knife of the white chop also climbed to the top, the wind broke through the air, and no longer knew where to go.

Originally, Xiao Bai didn't know this mountain, but the phantom clothes turned Sikong Peng's memory into a divine thought, Xiao Bai understood the origin of this mountain, and also knew that this treasure was hidden deep in the depths of this knife slashing peak, and the entrance of the treasure was in the crack that was like a knife split.

However, when Xiao Bai flew seven or eight miles outside the knife cutting peak, he found that there was a small town at the foot of the mountain, and it was vaguely seen that the town was full of people coming and going, and it was quite lively.

Xiao Bai was a little strange, in Sikong Peng's memory, the environment here was harsh, the fierce beasts were infested, and thousands of miles were desolate and uninhabited, so this bullying martial king would choose the treasure house here, but he didn't expect that after a few decades, a small town actually appeared here.

The environment in Western Xinjiang is generally harsh, but it is especially prosperous near this sword slashing peak, and Xiao Bai feels that no one will choose to settle here.

"Could it be related to treasure?"

Xiao Bai's heart moved, he was afraid of attracting attention, so he did not rush into the mountain, but his wings shook, landed two miles away, and then walked into the town.

There are more people in the town than Xiao Bai imagined, but the things sold in the store are very different from ordinary things, they are all magic weapons such as hoes and shovels, and there are small signs hanging directly outside the doors of some shops, which say "Professional Hole Digging Treasure for 30 Years", "Crack the World Organs" and the like.

Xiao Bai walked a few streets, all of them were like this, and there were more men and fewer women in the town, all of them were warriors, he gradually understood, maybe the treasure left by Sikong Peng was not a secret for a long time, and many people came to hunt for treasure, but because they couldn't crack the treasure entrance mechanism, there was this town.

It just so happened that a man in his thirties with a mustache walked over, stopped Xiao Bai and asked, "Little brother, do you want to devour the Golden God Worm?"

"Gold Devouring God Worm?" Xiao Bai asked in order to confirm his conjecture, "What do you want the Gold Devouring God Worm to do?"

Bazi Hu smiled and said: "Little brother, we all opened the skylight to say something, you came to the town, naturally to find the huge treasure left by the 'Blood Refining Slaughterer' Sikong Peng, right?"

Xiao Bai's heart sank, as he guessed, if he wanted to swallow the treasure alone, it didn't seem to be as easy as he imagined.

Seeing that Xiao Bai was silent, Bazihu lowered his voice again, and said seriously: "Don't tell the little brother, the inside of this sword slashing peak is all extremely hard chaotic stones, and the external force can't dig through it at all, so you can only enter through the entrance, but ordinary magic weapons can't open this mechanism, except for this gold-devouring god worm." Saying that, he mysteriously took out a glass bottle from his sleeve, and there was indeed a golden insect in it, but this golden insect was dim and fat, where was the real gold-devouring god insect supernatural appearance, it was fake at first glance, and it was specially used to coax new treasure hunters from other places.

Xiao Bai smiled secretly in his heart and said, "I don't buy divine insects, why don't you just introduce me to the situation in this town, how many martial arts forces are there?"

Bazihu coughed lightly and said, "Little brother, my time is money, and you don't buy my worm-" found that Xiao Bai had taken out a bag of ingots and handed it over.

Bazihu didn't seem to have a good business, and dozens of ingots made his eyes light up, and he suddenly smiled: "Of course it's no problem! There is a tea shop in front, we can sit down and talk slowly." (To be continued.) )