Rising and setting, the sun sinks in the west, and twilight falls.

After the meal, Tong Xiyan stopped Chen Qimo: "Brother Chen, the New Year will be celebrated in three days." The streets are lively, Brother Chen has time, you might as well go and have a look. ”

Spring festival?!

When Chen Qimo heard this, his heart was shocked, time passed so fast.

He had already had an idea to put his mother's ashes into the ground before the Chinese New Year, but now he had to prepare to go out of the city, and he almost lost track of time to practice martial arts.

The martial arts have not returned to the level of the previous life, but the body has the strength of thousands of catties and can initially protect itself.

The next day, Chen Qimo said goodbye to the Tong family and went out of the city.

If they don't come back for a month, they don't have to wait and rent out the house again.

Qinglian Peak is in the north of Jinshui City, almost more than 300 miles.

Out of the North City Gate, the flow of people began to become scarce.

The end of the year is approaching, and no one wants to venture into the wilderness.

Those mercenaries who often adventure in the wilderness don't know where to retreat to enjoy it. The end of the year is approaching, except for the poor who really can't live, it is difficult to see people who go out.

Chen Qimo was carrying a large burden wrapped in coarse cloth, and carrying a standard steel knife in his right hand, looking like a wandering warrior with low martial arts and poor chatter.

The knights who galloped past him, or the skilled warriors who flew by, didn't bother to look at him, and every year many such people died, as cheap as ants.

In the evening, he rushed to a small town.

The town is two hundred miles away from Jinshui City, and it is known as Longshe Town.

It is said to be a small town, but it is actually a simple gathering place for adventurers.

There are two 100-meter-long streets, one commercial street and one wine inn street. The streets are dirt roads, and they look dirty.

Around the town is a mix of five or six meters of ordinary earth and stone, rough and rudimentary, and somewhat dilapidated.

It's the Chinese New Year, there are few adventurers in the town, and the inn business is very deserted.

Chen Qimo found an inn with lights still on.

In the night, the beasts roared, the insects contended, and the mountains trembled.

The town, with its orange lights swaying and its voices silent, is like a lonely boat in the night sea, turbulent and in danger of extinction at any time.

Chen Qimo slept deeply, and all this did not affect him in the slightest.

Early in the morning, when the sky was slightly bright, he set off with his baggage.

Surprisingly, the road was surprisingly smooth, with no robbers or birds of prey in the way.

The Bronze Mountain Range, majestic and tall, stretches for millions of miles, with tens of millions of branches, like a giant dragon entrenched, and the momentum is extraordinary.

Qinglian Peak is only a small branch of the Bronze Mountain Range, it can also be said to be a mountain, and the reason why it is famous is because of one word - high!

The white clouds are the skirt, and the blue sky is the crown, like a huge spear inserted into the vast earth.

Chen Qimo's heart swayed, his soul was shocked, and the wonders of heaven and earth creation were really unfathomable.

Under the Qinglian Peak, the ancient trees become forests, and the barren grass is continuous.

Following the hints left by his mother, he found a unique white canopy tree with a crooked neck.

Not only does the white tree look weird, but it also grows tall.

The diameter of the trunk is three zhang, the height is more than two hundred zhang, and in winter, the leaves all turn white, which is very eye-catching in this barren forest.

"The white cangshu, 1,500 zhang due north. It should be here. ”

Along a trail, Chen Qimo found the cemetery.

The barren thatch was scattered among the graveyards, scattered with thousands of graves.

On more than seventy percent of the graves, the thatch has been cleaned up, and there are traces left by burning incense and paper money, and some of the traces are still new.

"The Tomb of Husband Chen Feng - Wife Lan Li"

When Chen Qimo saw this inscription, he knew that he had found the right one.

For his mother's sake, he decided to help Chen Feng level the grave, burn incense and burn money, and put four sacrifices on the table, as for kowtowing to this cheap father, there is no need to think about it.

He cut down a large tree, split it into wooden planks, made a simple coffin, placed his mother's urn inside, and dug a new grave next to Chen Feng's grave.

"Ding!"

The steel knife that was digging the earth suddenly broke in two.

"Huh, what's that?"

The surface of the leak was only the size of a palm, all black and blue, and the rest of the ground was still wrapped in dirt. Both like stone and like unknown metal.

Chen Qimo used his hands to pick up the dirt and take the strange metal out of the soil. Wipe off the black-brown soil, only to see clearly that it is an ancient bronze artifact.

The two ends are thin, the middle is thick, similar to an oval shuttle, the surface is dull, the texture is dense, with the vicissitudes of life that have just been unearthed.

After looking at it for a long time, he didn't find anything peculiar, Chen Qimo felt that it might be a waste product, and casually threw it on the burden outside the cave.

The cave was quickly leveled, the coffin was placed in it, buried, a mound was raised, and a large stone was specially found to carve an inscription.

Burning incense, sacrifices.

Chen Qimo silently kowtowed nine heads and worshiped his mother.

has been a man in two lives, only Xiao Lan gave him deep maternal love, but now he has also left early.

Joys and sorrows, I have had many experiences in my previous life, and I am still inevitably sad now.

The sun is setting in the west, and it is getting late.

Chen Qimo packed his baggage and prepared to leave, and inadvertently, his eyes swept to the bronze shuttle at his feet again. An abrupt instinct told him that he would regret missing this thing.

The martial artist has a keen intuition, and Chen Qimo trusts his instincts.

I picked up this strangely shaped bronze shuttle again, and after observing it for a long time, I still didn't find anything. When I was about to give up, a flash of inspiration flashed in my heart, and I suddenly paid attention.

Reaching out to the spiritual sense, slowly invading it.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the bronze shuttle turned into a bright light and burrowed into the center of his brow.

With a pain in his consciousness, Chen Qi fell into boundless darkness.

The mysterious bronze shuttle plunged headlong into the sea of knowledge and headed directly towards his soul. The golden mist soul was directly smashed away by the bronze shuttle, heading straight for the soul core.

Moment of Death!

In the soul gray mist, a dark golden diamond-shaped solid the size of a peanut suddenly appeared.

Seeing the dark golden Divine Soul Crystal, the bronze shuttle was stunned!

As if he saw some incredible existence, he turned the shuttle head and wanted to rush out, but the Divine Soul Crystal was faster than it, and it moved above it in an instant, firmly fixing it.

Under the golden light, the bronze shuttle could not move a single bit.

A ball of light glowing white and shaped like an egg was dragged out of the bronze shuttle by invisible silk threads, and slowly flew towards the golden diamond spirit.

The white light was terrified, and it struggled to no avail.

The instinctive excitement of the Divine Soul Crystal was like a strong man who had been hungry for several days seeing the food, and pounced on it. It was engulfed in an instant, and with a gentle sweep, the bronze shuttle was squeezed out of Chen Qimo's sea of knowledge and kicked into his dantian.

The dark golden Divine Soul Crystal fell into a deep sleep again.

White light cluster, bronze shuttle instrumental spirit.

In the catastrophe of life and death, he was punished by the Chaos Thunder, and the origin was severely damaged, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep. Today, hundreds of millions of years later, its body was unexpectedly dug up by Chen Qimo.

As soon as his consciousness awakened, he wanted to control and refine Chen Qimo's soul.

Unbeknownst to him, he encountered an even more incredible existence - a dark golden Divine Soul Crystal.

Play it thoroughly!

The Bronze Shuttle's Instrument Spirit is a strange being, which has produced an independent spirit by some accidental coincidence, and will do whatever it takes to evolve.

Each of its "masters" will not die well, and all of them will die unexpectedly, and many of them will be powerful in the heavens.

In many worlds, the bronze shuttle is definitely the representative of the notorious and ominous 'vessel'.

However, the world is unpredictable, spanning the ages, shuttling through thousands of worlds, and the notorious ominous 'instrument' died here quietly.

In fact, Chen Qimo survived, and thanks to his identity as a traverser, his soul can be said to have traveled through different large universes, not only did it not disappear in the space storm, but it was tempered to the extreme, that is, the dark golden divine soul crystal hidden in his sea of consciousness.

Usually, the carrier of Chen Qimo's main consciousness was actually some golden mist emitted from the core of this divine soul crystal, and its core was deeply hidden. The dark golden crystal is a divine soul that is tougher than diamonds, and it is not at all something that Chen Qimo can control now.

Although Chen Qimo realized that he was not aware of the existence of the main divine soul now, he could not erase the fact that the two were one.

The main soul, like the human subconscious, has only instincts.

In Chen Qimo's sea of consciousness, the dark golden crystal once again secreted strands of golden soul mist, wrapping itself up, and Chen Qimo's main consciousness was condensed again.

"Uh, this '''''''"

Chen Qimo woke up.

He didn't know that he had already walked a groove before the ghost gate closed.

"Where's the bronze shuttle?

Thinking of the miracle of the bronze shuttle, even if he was stupid, he knew that this was a great treasure, maybe it was still a treasure of the fairy family.

If it is gone, it will not be in vain?

The legendary chance, or the fairy fate, may not be said.

Just when Chen Qimo was in a hurry, the bronze shuttle suddenly appeared in his hand.

Without warning!

Out of thin air!

"Treasure!haha, what a treasure!" Chen Qimo laughed happily.

Although he didn't know how to use it or what it was for, this incredible scene convinced him that he had really obtained a treasure.

He held the bronze shuttle in his hand, and a feeling of flesh and blood instantly welled up in his heart.

In an instant, streams of inexplicable information came to his sea of knowledge.

After a quarter of an hour, the function and status quo of the bronze shuttle were all understood.

"Qibao, what a Qibao!!"

Chen Qimo was pleasantly surprised, feeling that he was really lucky, got a strange treasure, and recognized the owner.

Although the bronze shuttle has not been repaired despite the damage to its origin, it is still extremely powerful, and its function is even more incredible.

It's a pity that his strength is too low to give full play to the power of his baby.

The word "enter" was silently recited in his heart, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

The bronze shuttle fell to the ground, and the body was hidden, invisible to people.

"This ...... This is a small world inside the bronze shuttle?"