Zhuge Buliang was sent out of this space and lived in a side room under the arrangement of the sand and mud named Xiaoyun. In the blink of an eye, Zhuge Buliang had lived here for more than half a month. In the past half a month, the poor monk appeared once, and since then he has been locked in a small space and has not come out.

The poor monk is the city lord of Qianye City, but he also accepts more than a dozen disciples, and he is quite friendly to Zhuge Buliang, a guest, on weekdays. Especially the little Shani, who was obviously familiar with him, took Zhuge Buliang to talk about everything in a few days, and took him around the city and introduced many ruins in the city.

"Look over there, that place is said to be the place where an immortal stayed. It's just that Qianye City has experienced countless wars later, and this place has also been reduced to ruins in the war. Xiao Yun pointed to a piece of ruins not far away.

"And over there, the emperor of the Southern Regions broke through there in the first place. Xiao Yun pointed to a silent grove again.

"Oh, yes, this well has a lot of origins, and the water in it has the effect of an elixir, but it has dried up. ”

"In the ruins of the ruined palace over there, there was a superb magic weapon unearthed. ”

“.......”

There are many more introductions like this, and everywhere I go, Zhuge Buliang can't help but be surprised. This Qianye City has existed for tens of thousands of years, and many ruins have great origins. Such a 10,000-year-old ancient city must have its extraordinary.

Xiao Yun led him around Qianye City, and in the end there seemed to be nothing to introduce, so Zhuge Buliang walked around here by himself, walking in the ruins, each of which had his extraordinary.

It is a ruin of a temple, located in the southwest corner of Qianye City, and is rarely visited on weekdays.

The broken statues of the gods are lost everywhere, full of the vicissitudes of time, and the things here have been preserved for 10,000 years, not to mention destroyed.

"You see, it's probably another outsider who wants to pick up a bargain. Some people in the distance pointed at Zhuge Buliang.

"This is very common, Qianye City has existed for endless years, there are many legends, some foreign cultivators will inevitably come here to take a look at these ruins, didn't you also linger in these places at the beginning?"

"That's right, it's a pity that I didn't gain anything, and I wasted so much time in vain. ”

"I've turned over these ruins more than 800 times, and I don't even have a single hair. ”

"Huh, he looks like he's found something?"

"Really? I guess it's some broken metal, which I didn't get in the first place. ”

A cultivator in front of a tea stall in the distance muttered quietly.

At this time, Zhuge was not bright, and opened a ruin, and under this ruin, he found half a bronze coin. This half bronze coin is exactly the same as the copper coin texture of the money sword on his body, but unfortunately only half of it is left, and it has no great use.

For three days in a row, Zhuge Buliang was blindly wandering around in this ruin, but he didn't get anything valuable. Come to think of it, Qianye City has existed for so long, and even if there are good things, they have long been taken away.

But on this day, when Zhuge Buliang was walking in another ruin, the broken hilt in his body suddenly moved. Zhuge Buliang hurriedly took it out, and the broken handle of the knife broke away from Zhuge Buliang's palm, flew to a pile of rubble a hundred meters away, and stuck it on the ground.

Zhuge Buliang walked over, pulled out the broken hilt, and glanced at the pile of rubble in front of him. I don't know how long this pile of rocks hasn't been turned, and it's already covered with moss.

"Boom!"

With a wave of his bare hands, he blasted the pile of rocks, and Zhuge Buliang carefully rummaged through the piles of stones. In the end, in a piece of soil, Zhuge Buliang found a bronze vessel more than a foot long, and after looking at it complicatedly, Zhuge Buliang judged that this was a bronze sword hilt, and there was no sword body.

Comparing the bronze hilt with the broken hilt, the material of the two is very similar. It's just that on the hilt of this bronze sword, there is a solidified black spot, like blood, but after a long time, this blood stain has dried up on the hilt.

No matter how hard Zhuge Buliang tried, he couldn't erase the blood stains on the hilt of the sword.

"Hehehe, friend, you seem to have found something nice. A faint laugh came from behind him, and seven or eight cultivators dressed in different ways walked up. And the one who spoke was a middle-aged man in the middle.

Zhuge Buliang ignored them, just looked at the bronze hilt and the broken hilt, looking for the similarities between the two.

"Hey, are you deaf? I didn't hear you. A ruffian young man standing next to the middle-aged man shouted.

Zhuge Buliang turned his back to him, still silent.

Seeing that the other party ignored him, the middle-aged man couldn't help frowning, and said, "Friend, you just came to Qianye City?"

"It's been a while. This time, Zhuge Buliang spoke.

"Hehehe, we also just arrived, we've been wandering around here for a few days, and there is nothing useful in it, it seems that your friend is lucky today, it seems that you have found something good." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's done. ”

"........" The middle-aged man's face showed a look of disgust, and he was uncomfortable by Zhuge Buliang's calm and calm height, but then he smiled again: "Friend, can you borrow something in your hand to take a look?"

"No, you can't. Zhuge Buliang still replied lightly.

"What if I have to see it?" the middle-aged man's eyes already showed a cold light.

"Then come and get it. ”

"This ......."

The middle-aged man and his gang stood stunned, not knowing what to say, and the other party's understatement made them speechless. They had been searching the ruins for two days, but they had found nothing. I wanted to give up and go to another ruin to look for it, but I happened to see Zhuge Buliang turning over a pile of ruins here, and he seemed to have found something from it.

Several people immediately moved the idea of scrambling, and then saw that this person was cultivating in the realm of condensing the gods and transforming the firmament, among them, there were two cultivators in the realm of condensing the heavens, and they were naturally not afraid. After some discussion, he walked up.

However, since ancient times, people like this kind of finding fault have to have an opening statement, and the language dialogue that was originally designed in advance was understated by the other party with a few words, and I didn't know what to say.

You want to rob, right? Okay, I don't want you to rob it, come and get it......

This is the meaning of Zhuge Buliang's words.

The middle-aged man and his gang thought that Zhuge Buliang would fight against them, but they didn't expect it to be such a scene.

"Contempt?" the middle-aged man secretly pondered in his heart, and he was a little weak-hearted.

"Oh, I said, what are you talking about, I'll come!" The ruffian young man standing next to the middle-aged man stood up and shouted, "Who did I say? ”

Zhuge turned his head quietly and looked at the middle-aged man head-on.

"Ahh.....h How could it be you!" The ruffian young man's face changed in an instant, and he was pale and colorless.

Then he screamed and ran off into the distance without looking back.

Everyone else was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on. His companion was frightened by this virtue when he looked at each other.

And Zhuge was not bright, and he was also stunned when he saw the young man again, but at this time the other party had already run away.

"What's wrong? What kind of madness is that kid?" said the middle-aged man with a frown.

"Ignore him, that guy usually babbles. The other pouted.

Zhuge Buliang's brows tightened, he still looked at the direction of the young man's escape, and he was about to chase after him.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his body moved in front of Zhuge Buliang.

"I've got something. Zhuge Buliang said coldly.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Take out the two things in your hand and lend them to us, don't be so stingy." ”

"Roll the calf!" Zhuge Buliang's eyes were cold, and he shouted loudly, and he directly used the sound killing technique.

The brains of several people almost fell to the ground with a "buzz", and this roar, along with the Origin Divine Sense, trembled.

At this time, Zhuge Buliang had already made a move, grabbed the middle-aged man's neck, and flicked it away, as if he was still a little chicken. The middle-aged man snorted, and his body flew out far away, smashing into a pile of troubled times.

"You ....." The other people's faces changed, and two of them had already pounced on Zhuge Buliang.

"Definitely!"

Zhuge didn't flick his fingers, and the figures of the two cultivators who flew towards him were frozen in mid-air.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhuge Buliang had one person and one palm, and the two cultivators flew out like cannonballs. The direction in which he flew out was exactly the same as that of the middle-aged man.

At this time, the middle-aged man had just come to his senses and was about to rush out of the ruins, but two figures flew in front of him, and smashed him into it at once.

PS: There will be a third chapter, but a little later. :