"This is a bronze box?"

Seeing this scene, Nie Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although he didn't know the origin of this object, he could feel that it was unusual based on his intuition as a former powerhouse.

Next, he jumped into the deep pit, and gently stroked the spirit ring in his hand with his palm. In an instant, a gray cloth bag appeared in Nie Xuan's hand.

Then, Nie Xuan bent down lightly and carefully wrapped the bronze box.

Unintentionally touched, Nie Xuan felt that its material was very peculiar, as if it was like wood but not wood, like stone but not stone, like gold and not gold, in the high temperature and red meteorite pile, but it was not as hot as imagined, but had a special sense of coolness.

On the surface of the bronze box, a large number of spiritual patterns appeared, and at the same time, there was a faint cyan halo circulating, and there was an ancient smell all around.

Obtaining such a mysterious and strange object, Nie Xuan was suddenly overjoyed, his heart was pounding, and then he raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance, and couldn't help but whisper.

"Can't stay here for long......"

So, he stuffed the ancient bronze box into his arms and hurried out of here.

Just as Nie Xuan left this place and returned to the Lord's Mansion, about ten minutes later, in the western sky in the distance, two cultivators in extraordinary clothes suddenly came to the sky above the woods in the back mountain.

One of the two was a handsome young man, and the other was an old man dressed in gray.

They all stood in the air, condescendingly looking at the pile of meteorites in the huge crater, and slowly descended around the pit, with a hint of wonder in their eyes.

The handsome young man at the head fanned the folding fan in his hand and said curiously: "Strange, the vision just now is clearly a sign of the appearance of a treasure, could it be that I sensed it wrong?"

Beside him, the gray-clothed old man sneered: "In such a savage and desolate place, the weather is unpredictable, how can there be any treasures? ”

"Young Master, the patriarch has sent a message for you to return to the clan immediately. The gray-clothed old man bowed slightly and reminded loudly: "In my opinion, it's better not to delay here." ”

The handsome young man did not answer, but frowned slightly, looked at the many gravels in the pit below, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what forces and masters are within a radius of fifty miles?"

"The closest to this place is the Lord's Mansion of the Red Cloud Lord. The gray-clothed old man smiled slightly and introduced, "I heard that the strongest of them is a woman who cultivates in the early stage of concentration of gods. In such a wild place, it is not bad to have such a master, but compared to the young master, it is a world of difference. ”

"If the young master really has the heart to find it, I will kill them......" The old man sneered, and stretched out his hand in front of him to make a knife slash.

"Forget it, it's still important among the Hui people. ”

The peach blossom fan fanned gently, and the handsome young man shook his head, and a trace of mockery suddenly crossed his face, "This southeast land is indeed a barbaric and barren land, and the leader is actually a woman. ”

"Perhaps, I really sensed it wrong, right?"

......

The moonlight was like water, and the faint silver glow poured into the backyard of the lord's mansion, which was peaceful and quiet.

In the quiet room, Nie Xuan looked at the bronze box with green light on the wooden table, and his dark eyes revealed a hint of curiosity, so he looked at it carefully.

Some faint cyan lines and patterns, emerging from the surface of the bronze box, looked a little dull, and after a while, they gradually became dull.

"What kind of weirdness is in this bronze box?" Nie Xuan's heart moved slightly, and he grabbed the bronze box and shook it vigorously, trying to open it.

However, the surface of the bronze box was extremely hard, and there was no sign of being able to open it.

Nie Xuan thought of a method for a long time, whether it was a knife or an axe or a fire and water, it was all ineffective, and there was not even a trace of the surface of the bronze box.

"Do you want to drip blood to recognize the Lord?" Nie Xuan was extremely curious.

The material of this bronze box is so special, and it is so hard that it does not allow a trace to be left, it is obviously not an ordinary thing, and it is very likely that it is something left by a cultivator.

And it's not an ordinary cultivator!

Facing this kind of treasure containing aura, Nie Xuan suddenly thought of the way to recognize the lord with blood, and at the moment he swiped his finger towards the palm of his hand, and a wisp of red blood escaped from the wound.

With a light lid, the bronze box was dyed red.

The blood spread upward, gradually absorbed slowly by the surface of the bronze box, and in a few moments, it disappeared without a trace like a foam!

However, what made Nie Xuan feel helpless was that after the bronze box absorbed his own blood, the surface was only a little brighter, and then it didn't change for a long time.

This situation, let alone how to open up.

"Maybe the time hasn't come yet, right?" Sighing slightly, Nie Xuan couldn't help but shake his head and gently placed the bronze box on the stone table.

Heaven and earth are spiritual things, and those who are destined to live in them.

At this moment, it seems that Nie Xuan is not the imaginary destined person.

But even so, he never thought of giving up, and maybe one day in the future, as his cultivation gradually became stronger, the bronze box would automatically open again.

So next, I saw him jump lightly on his toes, sit down cross-legged on the clean and pure white bed, and interact with each other, silently running the technique of guiding the technique.

Wisps of aura between heaven and earth surged like a hundred rivers converging, gently surrounding the young man's body, and Nie Xuan's body was also like ripples, with some faint aura fluctuations.

This cultivation has been going on for a long time.

With the gradual passage of time, the bright moon in the sky slowly climbed up the branches, and the faint moonlight, like mercury, poured down from the skylight and shone on the bronze box of the wooden table.

Suddenly, some strange light appeared on the upper surface of the bronze box.

Outside the skylight, the moonlight was like mercury, and the surface of the bronze box seemed to have some strange power, as if it was absorbing the surrounding moonlight.

Eventually, it turned into liquid silver, pouring out the grooves of the bronze box.

And with the influx of silver liquid, in the narrow groove of the bronze box, pale silver light intertwined, and a strange pattern of a yin and yang fish emerged in it.

However, this scene, Nie Xuan, who was in cultivation, naturally had never seen it.

In the early morning, the land is filled with a thick mist.

In the eastern sky, a slightly dazzling ray of sunlight seemed to break through the shackles of layers of clouds and mist, and the gentle light shone on the ground, quietly dispelling the dense fog.

Nie Xuan pushed open the door, looked at the white mist in the air, couldn't help but smile slightly, then stretched, walked around the deep mansion, and came to the wide training ground.

At this time, on the training ground, there were already a large number of fighters assembled, and they began their morning exercises under the leadership of the adjutant general.

A burst of shouts came, and the fiery posture made Nie Xuan's heart boil, and the little sleepiness that was originally left dissipated also dissipated.

At that moment, he started boxing beside him.

On the blank ground, Nie Xuan's eyes flickered, his body was as straight as a gun, and he could only see his footsteps, and a set of boxing techniques were displayed like a stream.

A faint aura condensed on his fist, as if there were some wave fluctuations, and a heavy sea water rose and superimposed behind him!

Canglang Fist, the fourth!

The boy punched out, and the majestic power contained in the four consecutive waves was superimposed on the fist one after another, bursting out with unparalleled power and smashing into the boulder in front of him.

Click!

With a loud cracking sound, I saw that where the young man's fist attacked, there were suddenly dense cracks on the boulder, like a spider's web.

Then, only a muffled sound was heard, and a fierce force exploded in the boulder the size of a millstone, splashing the boulder and splitting it into countless small pieces.

"It is worthy of the young master, and the combat power is really amazing!"

"I don't know what kind of combat skills the young master is cultivating, and he actually has such a powerful power......"

Seeing this scene, the elite soldiers who were exercising in the morning nearby first looked at each other, and then their faces couldn't help but show admiration, and they began to talk with a smile.

"Canglang Fist is the fourth, and the speed of this kind of cultivation is still beyond my expectations. ”

A smile of appreciation came, and the young man and everyone looked up, only to see that Lin Jing had come to the edge of the venue at some point, with a calm temperament, and the pretty face full of smiles was obviously quite satisfied with Nie Xuan.

Just now, Nie Xuan's Canglang Fist was superimposed four times, and the power that erupted was really not small, as if there was a kind of reproduction of his father's demeanor back then, and what satisfied Lin Jing the most was-

Nie Xuan's talent.

In just eleven days, he was able to cultivate to such a state, which can be called terrifying as a demon! If you want to cultivate to the Seventh Wave in the future, it probably won't take too long.

"Aunt Jing. ”

Nie Xuan stood with his fists closed and walked towards the purple-clothed woman in front of him, smiling.

"When are you going to leave?" Lin Jing asked.

"Tomorrow. Nie Xuan smiled.

"It's so fast?" Lin Jingliu frowned slightly, curious.

Nie Xuan nodded and said with a slight smile: "The assessment of the outer courtyard of Tianhai Academy will start soon, and I have to go there two days in advance, so as not to miss it." ”

"I wanted you to stay a little longer, but it's better to go early. ”

Lin Jing sighed softly, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she smiled lightly: "After this outer courtyard competition, you should be able to enter the inner courtyard, how about it?

"The only opponent is Tang Yu. Nie Xuan pursed his lips.

"Tang Yu?" Lin Jingliu raised his eyebrows, and said with a serious face: "I heard that kid has an eight-layer cultivation of condensation, and he has opened up a third-grade spiritual source, and he is also a unique genius. ”

"How sure can you be?" asked Lin Jing.

"Aunt Jing rest assured. Nie Xuan smiled lightly, patted his chest and said, "I will definitely not let the first place in the outer courtyard assessment competition......"

In the early morning of the next day, when Nie Xuan said goodbye to Lin Jing and the others, he recited the magic trick lightly, summoned the huge black spirit boat like a monster, jumped into it, and jumped onto the deck of the black Xuanzhou with the little white wolf.

Then, he waved his hand at the crowd and rode the black boat into the distance.

Shuttling through the continuous clouds, Nie Xuan's dark eyes were slightly bright, and he looked at the direction of the city in the distance, with a strong expectation rippling in his heart.

This is the first battle in the true sense since he crossed over to the Otherworld, so he has to deal with it well, hoping to end with a happy ending.