Chapter 401: Xuantian or Shending
Hua Yu was slightly stunned, he didn't expect someone to ask like this, however, the next moment, he said proudly: "Yes, Xuantian Bading is a Xuantian thing after all, and there are still many powers in this realm, if you go to the fairy world, it is still not as good as Shending!"
Qin Huan laughed: "Senior Brother Hua, there are some things that you may not know yourself, your Jiuding Sect and my Xuanjian Sect can be said to have been established at the same time tens of thousands of years ago, and your sect's Xuantian Eight Dings may be the Divine Dings in the hands of the Tianding Patriarch!"
"What? this can't be!" Hua Yu said hurriedly.
"What's impossible about this? The Emperor Sword of the Sword Sect, the Xuanjian of my Xuanjian Sect, and this Xuantian Eight Dings are actually all artifacts!" Qin Huan said suddenly.
"What? are all artifacts? How is this possible?" Wan Xiu couldn't help but talk about it, and even Tang Aotian and Lei Hong of the Jiuding Sect changed their faces.
And Nangong Ximen and Xiaoxiang Haihu looked at Qin Huan of the Xuanjian Sect with the same sparkling eyes, and they didn't know why they had such remarks.
Seeing that Wan Xiu was looking at him, Qin Huan stepped on the first three parts, and laughed and said: "There are too many secrets and fellow Daoists who may know, and those who don't know, those who know may not be willing to say, and those who don't know don't know after all!"
Tang Aotian frowned: "Senior Brother Qin, what do you want to say, you might as well speak up!"
This Qin Huan and Tang Aotian are both in the late Yuan Infant realm, but Qin Huan is a guest, so he naturally politely calls him a senior brother.
Qin Huan laughed: "My Xuanjian Sect is the treasure of Xuantian and can be refined, how can I not feel the special nature of this Xuantian Eight Dings? There is an aura that belongs to the artifact on these Eight Dings, the senior brother of the Sword First Sect, what I said is yes or no?"
"That's right, what Senior Brother Qin said is true!" a voice came out of the Sword Sect.
Hearing this, Qin Huan laughed wildly, and then said: "If what Qin thinks is right, if these eight tripods are owned by one person, cast a spell and refine it, after Angelica and the first tripod, it will be a real artifact!"
Under the change of Wan Xiu's complexion, Qin Dan glanced at Na Yi Qiu and didn't say anything else.
However, the faces of the Yuanying monks of the Jiuding Sect were not good-looking.
These eight tripods belong to the eight veins, no one thought that these eight tripods have any connection with the divine tripod, no matter whether what Qin Huan said is true or not, it has successfully left a seed in the hearts of the Yuan Ying monks of the Nine Ding Sect.
If you have the ability to get these eight tripods alone in the future, you really have to refine it.
"Senior Brother Qin, these are the words of Senior Brother Qin after all, my Sect's Xuantian Eight Tripods are extremely strange, even if there are some other breaths, it is inevitable, after all, there has never been a Eight Tripod Cun like my Jiuding Sect in this realm. ”
After Tang Aotian finished speaking, he saw Qin Huan retreat to his Xuanjian Sect again, shook his head, looked at the Xuantian Bading in front of him, his eyes changed for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This Yuan Infant Master may still know the difference between the Xuantian Treasure and the artifact, but where does the Jindan Monk know?
In the hearts of the Jindan monks, whether it was the treasure of the Xuantian or the artifact, it was so far away from them.
And when Yi Qiu heard Qin Huan's voice, his heart couldn't help but move.
Seeing the appearance of these eight tripods, Yi Qiu did have a thought in his heart, that is, these eight tripods are not only the treasure of Xuantian, but also an artifact!
After all, in Yiqiu's land of knowing the sea, there is still a star and moon artifact.
The treasure of Xuantian can exert its own power and the power of its own rules in that parallel interface, and the artifact comes from chaos, not only in the fairy world, but also in different ten thousand worlds, and can exert the power of the rules it contains.
And according to what he knows, after cultivating to the realm of Yuanhe in this realm or at the same interface, he can't go any further, and the real cultivation to the realm of Mahayana requires a trace of immortal qi from the realm of Yuanhe to the realm of Mahayana, of course, what is this immortal spirit qi, Yi Qiu doesn't know.
If you can't advance to the Mahayana realm, you can't fly to the immortal realm.
This is also the first record in this realm that no one has been able to truly ascend for 10,000 years.
Of course, what everyone doesn't know is that the King of Chu in Chu King City used the divine sword in his hand to break through the power of the chaotic interface and enter the immortal realm decades ago.
These Yi Qiu and Wen Renxiang know, the contemporary King of Chu and Chu Bo know, and no one else can know about the rest.
Of course, Yi Qiu would not talk about it to outsiders, and the King of Chu would not talk about it even if he was treated by King Chu City.
After all, when the first generation of Chu King arrived in the Immortal Realm, the deterrent power of Chu Wangcheng was smaller, and if the powerful cultivators of his sect were worried about a few Xuantian treasures in Chu Wangcheng, they would really not be able to defend it.
It is only when the contemporary King of Chu cultivates to the realm of Yuanhe that he will really announce this.
Yi Qiu always had a bad feeling after Qin Huan said such a thing, he may be targeting himself, or maybe he is not himself.
What does he have to target as a little Jindan monk?
Could it be that he really knew that his son Qin Dan was killed by himself?
I don't know, if I knew, I'm afraid I would have found myself a long time ago, how can I bear the revenge of killing my son?
Then he looked at Wen Renxiang, Wen Renxiang smiled softly at herself, and Yi Qiu's heart immediately settled.
"Don't worry, then Qin Huan won't do anything to you, even if he really knows, what's the matter? With me, I will definitely protect your safety!" came the words from the bloody soul mantra of the incense of the people.
Yi Qiu smiled at the smell of people, and then also looked at the Xuantian Bading.
In Yi Qiu's view, the size and shape of these eight tripods are exactly the same, and the only difference is the strange patterns on each tripod on the eight tripods.
Bading, which was shrunk to half a person's height, was there, and a faint momentum emanated outward.
No matter what the functions of these eight tripods are or what abilities they have, his master said that if he can get one of these eight tripods, he can refine a trace of demonic nature in the true demon flame in his body.
In any case, one of these eight tripods must be won by himself.
In the buzz, everyone went from silent at the beginning, to a little sound, and now there is a buzz, all of them are talking about these eight dings.
An hour later, Hua Yu suddenly said: "The eight tripods have come out, and now the eight tripods have nothing to do with the original owner!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts couldn't help but move, and it had nothing to do with the original owner, so ......
Seemingly knowing Wan Xiu's intentions, Hua Yu smiled proudly: "No matter how this Jiuding is, it belongs to my Jiuding Sect, but the owner has changed, and the eight Dings are Qianding...... "
When Hua Yu said the names of the eight tripods in turn, everyone understood what the different strange patterns on the eight tripods were, but they didn't seem to be the same as what they knew.
But no one will delve into it, after all, Baoding belongs to someone else, and what others love to call it is someone else's business.
"From now on, it will be the battle for the top ten and the top of the sect!"
"Battle for the Crown!"
Wan Xiu couldn't help but call in unison.
Not only do the top ten have rewards that make the Yuanying masters blush, but the top ten can even win the top of the Xuantian.