The plaque in the attic suddenly glowed with a dazzling golden glow, as if in response to the old mantra.

After a few moments, the chanting of the incantation abruptly stopped. The golden light cast a brilliant light in front of the attic door, and a silver object fell to the ground and buzzed, rising to half a man's height in an instant.

The silver mangs disappeared, revealing an old treasure with two ears and three legs. What is densely recorded in some ancient words on the ding, but Liu Yiwen doesn't know any of them. There are also several minimalist drawings on it, vaguely discerning several grains that have never been seen before.

At this time, the phantom's figure was no longer so clear, and it seemed as if it would collapse at any moment. He said to Du Fengsu: "Feng'er, sacrifice the essence blood in the Dingnei!"

Du Feng respectfully accepted the order and made a body method come to Gu Ding. His right hand stretched forward, and a dagger glittered with cold light, and then his face was slightly gloomy, and he raised his hand and quickly swiped it towards his left wrist.

Tick, tick!

The red blood gushed out, and there was a clear echo in the ding, and as soon as the blood entered the baoding, it immediately began to flicker in response. As if it had come to life, it began to move to the rhythm of its pulse.

Liu Yiwen couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, staring at the strange scene in front of him with wide eyes. Although I have seen the bloodline in ancient books before, this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes, and it seems mysterious and abnormal.

The phantom old voice's voice was even weaker, and the image was much dimmer than it had been at first sight. The essence blood in the ding coagulated but did not disperse, forming a blood mass the size of a walnut.

After a while, he said slowly: "It's almost, stop!" Du Feng hurriedly wiped his fingers at the wound, a green light flashed, and the wound on his wrist disappeared, but his face looked slightly pale.

"Stand back, I'm going to finish this final spell!" said in a deep voice. There was some hope in his eyes, but more helplessness.

He placed his right hand flat in front of him, and a ball of fluorescent green light swirled in his hand like a whirlwind, only the size of a broad bean at first, and the size of an egg in a while. The green ball suddenly stopped, calmly suspended there, like an emerald gem.

There was a rare smile on the phantom's face, and he looked at Du Feng lovingly, and said goodbye: "Each floor of the attic behind you is an independent space, and they all have different tests and inheritances. My life's work is in it, and how to pass it depends on your creation! There is nothing in the world that is not earned without hard work, and if you want to succeed, you must work hard! In the future, you will have to rely on yourself! If possible in the future, carry forward this wine way, and count it as one of my wishes!"

Du Feng bowed his head, his eyes were already red, and he said with a crying voice: "Grandson obeys the orders of the ancestors!"

Liu Yiwen felt sorry in his heart, and his mood was also a little low, he bowed and saluted, and his eyes were full of complicated looks. Although it was just a wisp of primordial spirit, it made him a little more sad. The avenue is ruthless, and if the cultivation path stagnates, it will not be able to escape from life and death after all.

The Phantom sighed and muttered, "I'm tired and need to rest!" He slowly walked up to the ding and threw the green ball into it.

Airplanes!

There was a loud trembling sound, and the whole space shook suddenly. After receiving the green ball, Bao Ding flew up and slammed into the attic door.

The phantom seemed to have exhausted its soul power, and dispersed like flying ashes, collapsing into the invisible. Liu Yiwen still lingered in his ears with that lamentation, and it didn't stop for a long time. He secretly said in his heart: "Senior, you can rest in peace!"

Looking at the gate of the pavilion again, when Baoding was about to bump into it, he accidentally sank into it, as if it had been swallowed by the door. The door was full of brilliance, and the electric dragon on it was wandering uncertainly, sizzling.

In the center of the two open doors, suddenly there was a fist-sized silver treasure tripod, which was clearly the appearance of the tripod just now, which had shrunk countless times.

Du Feng was still immersed in grief, and Liu Yiwen stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder a few times and comforted him. The two of them adjusted for a moment to recover the mana in their bodies.

After a stick of incense, the two came to the door. According to the Phantom, enough mana is required to open the door.

Du Feng cleaned up his mood, looked at the carving on the door, and said in a deep voice: "I hope Liu Daoyou will help me!"

Liu Yiwen nodded and looked at the gate. I don't know what kind of material this door is made of, it seems to be some kind of wood. It is beautifully carved, and the entire flow chart of sake brewing is engraved here.

The more than a dozen carvings follow the clock order, one after the other, with no obvious interval in between. After all the processes are completed, the wine is made, and there happens to be a bamboo tube placed on top of the silver tripod to collect the wine. He was amazed by the ingenuity of the design.

Du Feng raised his fingers, and a three-finger-thick spiritual light was entering the ding, and the door began to tremble slightly. The mana had just been submerged in it, and there seemed to be a little more wine in the ding, and then it circulated on the door against the wine-making process.

And those carvings seem to come to life, and Liu Yiwen can smell the strong fragrance of sake lees. However, when the aura goes back to the place where the song is fermented, it flows back again!

Du Feng's pressure suddenly increased, his face turned red, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth and shouted: "Liu Daoyou, help me!"

Liu Yiwen no longer hesitated, and a spiritual light entered the ding again. With his mana added, the picture began to flow forward again, and the two of them were relieved.

However, the need for this mana is indeed not small, and when they were close to the final picture, the two of them were already very struggling. And this treasure tripod seems to have a suction force, and the mana in the body is not controlled by them, and it is constantly surging towards the tripod.

The two looked at each other and were shocked.

The mana is being consumed rapidly, but the tea kung fu is close to exhaustion. And this is only after the two of them broke through a small realm at the same time, they can achieve this level.

The gate is still not moving! It seems that the strength of the two of them is still slightly insufficient. Liu Yiwen's heart moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Big eyes!

Big-eyed was stunned for a moment, and then squeaked excitedly.

With a wild roar, its size instantly became human-tall. Golden filaments flowed in its pupils, shooting out two pillars of golden light from it.

It's the first time Liu Yiwen has seen a big-eyed shot, and it turns out to be like this!

With its addition, the situation immediately stabilized, and the carvings on the door slowly all activated, and it was close to success!

There was a muffled click.

The door seemed to have been loosened, and the ears of the two of them were like a celestial sound, and their faces were happy!

Creak!

The door opened inwards on both sides, and the silver tripod fell to the ground in response. Du Feng picked up this tripod with complicated feelings and put it away in the gourd. The pupils of the big eyes dissipated and returned to the size of a foot.

Liu Yiwen looked into the door curiously!