Chapter 167: Puzzle Solving II

Long Yuntian probably knew what was going on, and said with a slight smile: "This ring was given to you two by Yanran, right?"

Jing Jun nodded in acknowledgement.

At this time, he had already understood that the middle-aged man in front of him was the master of the eldest brother, and he faintly felt that this person was unfathomable, but the eldest brother had not mentioned himself yet, and it was inconvenient for him to talk nonsense.

The Demon Saint sighed in his heart, "Sure enough, it's a child, I don't know how important it is, and such a valuable thing was given away." ”

However, he didn't say that, just handed the ring back to Jing Jun, reached out and touched the little girl's head, and lowered his voice: "You guys, do you know what a big gift Yan Ran gave?"

Jing Jun naturally understood the preciousness of this ring, so he took the ring and did not put his finger back, listening to the master sigh, although he was extremely reluctant to accept such a treasure, but he still squatted down, looked at the cat Yanran and said: "Yanran, this ring is too precious, my brother is ......."

"No! Yanran is going to give it to my brother!"

The little girl vaguely felt that the ring was very good, but it was far less far-reaching than Long Yuntian and Jing Jun, in her concept, whoever was good to her, she would be good to whom, it was as simple as that.

At this time, I could hear that Brother Jing wanted to return her ring, and his mouth was in a hurry, his face flushed, and he blurted out.

Jing Jun froze, looked up at the master, and didn't expect the always docile little girl to be so resolute.

Long Yuntian shook his head and said, "That's it! ”

Jing Jun looked at the cat Yanran with a resolute face, and said, "Since this is the case, then the eldest brother will borrow Yanran's ring for some time first." ”

The young man who hated the sky stood aside, he was a few years older than Mao Yanran, and understood from Long Yuntian's words that the Qiankun ring was really too valuable, although he also felt that it was abrupt to take it like this, but he really liked it, so his face changed and he hesitated to act.

Long Yuntian saw the change in the expression of the hated sky, and he had also secretly observed the young man's actions in the past few days, although his life experience was special, but he could see that his heart was not bad, not to mention that the Demon Saint believed in the vision of his apprentice Jing Jun very much, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Young man, you don't have to be entangled, since Yanran has given it to you, that is her trust in you, if the two of you have the slightest disobedience to Yanran in the future, the old man will never spare it!"

Hearing this, his body was shocked, and he hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Master...... , senior, the kid wrote it down!"

Then he bowed to the cat Yanran, who had lowered him a lot, and said, "Yanran, thank you!"

He saluted so solemnly that the little girl was very uncomfortable, and she didn't know what to do with a red face.

Jing Jun suddenly remembered that he hadn't officially introduced the hating sky to the master, and hurriedly said: "Master, this is the hating sky, he ......"

"Well, needless to say, the teacher already knows, and you can go with you in the future!"

As soon as Long Yuntian waved his hand and interrupted Jing Jun's words, the Great Demon Saint had already secretly learned about the situation of hating the sky.

"Uh...... Yes!"

Jing Jun originally wanted the master to see if there was a way to improve the cultivation of hating the sky, but seeing that the master said this, it was not good to mention it again.

Mao Yanran suddenly rolled her eyes, raised her little head, and said crisply: "Uncle, look at Yanran's ring." ”

As he spoke, he took down the ring and handed it to Long Yuntian.

The Demon Saint was slightly stunned, and said in his heart: "Your rings are all cast by the first-generation Space Demon Sanctuary, and the quality is extraordinary, it seems to be a little bigger than the one held by the old man, is there any difference?"

His face returned to seriousness, and he took the ring, and his mind entered it.

Unexpectedly, when he saw the items stored in the ring at first glance, his eyes immediately widened, his complexion changed greatly, and he trembled his lips and said, "This, this, how is this possible?"

The Great Demon Saint stared at the three of them, especially when he saw Mao Yanran, the corners of his mouth twitched, obviously not knowing what he should say.

Also, after the Dragon Demon Saint saved the three of them today, he was shocked by the strange treasures that a little girl threw out one after another and put them on the continent that could cause bloody storms and rains, and the old man directly showed all the surprises of two or three thousand years.

Or it can only be said that the little girl Mao Yanran is too naΓ―ve, and it is a great luck to find the cave, and she also brought out all the good things inside.

At this time, the old demon saint's eyes when he looked at the little girl had turned into deep helplessness, and he sighed: "Yanran, is everything in the cave mansion in the ring?"

"Well, it's all there, because Yanran is afraid that she won't be able to enter in the future!"

The little girl's big watery eyes looked at the Great Demon Saint innocently, and she didn't feel that what she was doing was wrong at all.

"Alas, the ignorant are fearless, you all remember to the old man, you must never reveal the treasures in front of outsiders in the future!

Long Yuntian said with a straight face, and his tone was unquestionable.

The corners of Jing Jun's mouth couldn't help but twitch, because Mao Yanran had poured out all those weapons a few hours ago, and they were piled up like a small mountain.

It just so happened that the little girl also stuck out her little tongue, and apparently she also remembered her own behavior.

However, the three of them didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of the Dragon Demon Saint, and they all bowed down to be taught.

Jing Jun probably took a look at those weapons, although they were all cold weapons, and most of them were powerful warriors, but he was still very curious about the origin of these weapons, at this time, the master was in front of him, why not explain a little.

"Well, I wonder if the master can give the apprentice a little introduction to those weapons, and I can make arrangements in the future. ”

"That's it, it's good to mention a little bit, it's just that these weapons books are all treasures from three thousand years ago, and nine out of them have never seen real things before today, but they have heard a lot of rumors. ”

"It's like this knife," he said, a dark and bulky big knife appeared in Long Yuntian's palm, "This knife is a teacher, and according to rumors, it should be the Tiger Clan's supreme treasure 'truncated thick back knife', weighing two thousand catties." ”

The Great Demon Saint said as he slowly swung the extremely bulky sword.

However, this so-called "truncated thick-backed knife" seems to be more like the kind of guillotine used to cut grass for livestock in the countryside has been removed, without a knife tip, the blade can be seen to be full of weight, the back of the knife is an inch thick, the blade is not so thick, but there is no sharp appearance of the blade.

Not only was Jing Jun a little suspicious of the origin of this big sword, but even the young man who hated the sky frowned slightly, and he really couldn't see anything surprising.

Long Yuntian snorted coldly, as if he was blaming them for not knowing gold and jade, but he forgot for a moment that even his impression of this guillotine knife was only known through the introduction of the ancient chronicles of the whole thing in the clan, how could the two young men who had never seen anything know the origin of this knife.

However, he still opened his mouth and explained: "This knife is indeed incomparable to the demon slaying knife of later generations in terms of material and reputation, but if it is really as you suspect, how can it enter the eyes of a generation of legendary apes?"

Jing Jun was shocked suddenly, "Yes, if this guillotine is not outstanding, how can it be collected by the Great Demon Saint of the Ape?"

"This knife should be made of the Tiger Clan's martial saint Hu Yu's portable sword four thousand years ago, made of dark iron, so it looks dark and dull, and the blade is not wide open, but it is already sharpened like clay, and then the Tiger Yu Martial Saint died, and the Tiger Clan offered this knife up, but unfortunately it was still found by the Great Demon Saint of the Ape and kept it for himself. ”

The tone sighed, but in Jing Jun's opinion, the master seemed to be smiling slightly, and what he said more vividly was schadenfreude.

Long Yuntian actually remembered all the big and small affairs on the continent introduced by the ancient chronicles of the clan for thousands of years, including many records of the mysterious loss of many heavy treasures, and the Tiger Clan's "truncated thick back knife" was impressively listed.

After the death of Hu Yu, although the Tiger Clan is the fifth of the top ten strong armies in the mainland, there is no outstanding talent emerging, the guillotine weighs 2,000 catties, it is not the ability of the martial saint, ordinary people can not call freely, therefore, the treasure knife was enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Tiger Clan, and sent heavy troops to guard it strictly.

A certain day is the day for the whole Tiger clan to worship their ancestors, and the elders and other respectable people must enter the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors first.

Out of reverence for their ancestors, these juniors bow their heads and bow during the whole process from entering the door to kowtowing, and no one dares to raise their heads and hold their heads high in this ancestral ancestral hall.

A tradition that has been practiced for countless years is broken on this day by the screaming of a teenage child.

Speaking of which, this child is still the direct ancestor of the current Tiger Clan's Golden Demon Great Demon Saint Tiger Batian, and their family was born with a very good sense of the affinity for the gold element.

And this child was brought into the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors at a young age because of his talent, of course, children, always have a big heart, and have a lot of rebellious psychology.

Before entering, the old-timers told them not to play at will, to walk around, and not to make loud noises, otherwise it would be a great disrespect to the ancestors, and there would be thunder to punish the clansmen.

The child promised well, but the solemn atmosphere after entering was really dull, and when he knelt down to worship Hu Yu, the little family secretly raised his head, and he also wanted to see the treasure of the clan "truncated thick back knife".

Who would have thought, but all he saw was a tall and mighty bronze statue, and his hands were empty.

Although the child is young, he clearly remembers that the sword should be on the hands of the statue of the ancestor of Huyu.

The little guy frowned and looked at it for a long time without finding the legendary big knife, and said softly and suspiciously: "Huh, where is the treasure knife?"

The wide and solemn ancestral hall was originally only a series of slight sounds of people walking softly, kneeling, and kowtowing, and the child's immature voice suddenly sounded, which was very abrupt.

However, it was precisely this child's question that made the Tiger Clan understand that the treasure of the Zhen Clan, which had always been revered by them as a god, was gone, and a group of respected old guys just comically worshipped the half-sky shelf.

The Tiger Clan was furious, and almost all the strength of the clan vowed to recover the treasure sword, and to break the corpse of the sword thief into pieces.

Unfortunately, decades and hundreds of years have passed, and the whereabouts of the big guillotine knife have been like mud cattle entering the sea, and there is no news, but the Tiger Clan later slowly suppressed this most humiliating matter, and elevated the matter to the point where no one was allowed to touch their beards or buttocks, and no one was allowed to discuss it.