Seeing the door of the Bronze Palace open, the other monks immediately swarmed up and rushed towards the door.
Others are more fanatical.
Zheng Fa The four of them became more and more frightened.
"Let's go!"
Zheng Fa and Xiao Yuying looked at each other, Xiao Yuying understood it, and War Chariot radiated light under their feet, turning into a sunset and flying towards the distance.
Setting-Sun Sword Immortal rolled Immortal Sword on Yan Wushuang's body, leading him towards Zheng Fa and the others.
Just kidding!
It would be fine if this Bronze Hall only had the inheritance of New Method.
There are actually people!
A supporter of Venerable Tianhe, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years...
No fool would run away!
Zheng Fa looked back and saw that many monks were not really stupid. They knew something was wrong when they saw Zheng Fa running away, so they followed them outside.
But some foolish and foolish people have already rushed into the dark hall.
"Traitor!"
Sure enough, another roar came from inside.
Before the roar ended, Zheng Fa felt the cold hairs standing on his neck. He looked up and saw the red smoke between heaven and earth flying into the palace like a swallow in the forest -
"Sword!"
Zheng Fa saw with his own eyes that the bronze hall flashed and turned into a strange-looking bronze sword.
The owner holding this bronze sword is even weirder - it's a skeleton, or should I say, an incomplete skeleton.
His skull seemed to have been cracked, and there was a fatal and ferocious crack from the center of his eyebrow to his chin.
The body parts are also incomplete - three ribs are missing, there is only one shoulder blade, and the left leg is empty below the knee.
It can be seen what kind of war this man has experienced in his life.
The only thing that made him not look so miserable was that every one of his Root Bone heads was shining with purple light, making him look extremely magical.
The gathering red smoke turned into flames in his broken eyes, burning fiercely.
Those two flames seemed to be searching everywhere at first - probably looking for the most authentic one among the traitors, uh, Yan Wushuang.
But Setting-Sun Sword Immortal is really a thief, he took Yan Wushuang and ran away desperately.
He flew faster than both Zheng Fa, and had already left Xiao Yuying and War Chariot behind.
The skeleton seemed to look around, as if it couldn't find Yan Wushuang. It paused for a moment, then turned to look at the monks around it.
"Traitor!"
"They are all traitors!"
"Kill!"
Sword Qi!
It was obvious that the sun had not yet set, but an endless sea of stars appeared in the sky.
In the sea of stars, a wave of Sword Qi carrying endless murderous intent descended from the nine heavens.
Zheng Fa is already a hundred miles away from the skeleton, and at this moment, I feel an inexplicable tingling on my scalp.
Iron-Eating Beast, who was pulling the cart, wailed, twisted his limbs, rolled and crawled forward and flew forward.
Zheng Fa looked back--
He seemed to have witnessed a strange mime.
Unable to escape, the dozens of monks closest to the skeleton, whether they were Nascent Soul or Golden Core, all moved slowly inexplicably.
They didn't do it on purpose.
Zheng Fa can see the confusion, panic and despair in their eyes.
That Sword Qi swept by like the autumn wind, and everyone and everything died silently in the wind.
He looked at the Hundred Immortals Alliance and Nascent Soul standing in place, motionless, with no wounds on their bodies, and nothing strange.
But when the breeze blew by, Nascent Soul's body, the clothes inside and outside his body, and the Law Treasure in his hands all collapsed in an instant and turned into particles of flying sand.
"Xiao Fairy..."
"Huh?"
"Look."
Zheng Fa pointed behind him.
Xiao Yuying looked back.
The skeleton had stopped, and the flames in his eyes gradually calmed down, as if the sword had exhausted its power.
It was as if he had awakened from anger.
He turned his head, as if he was sizing up the world, and seemed to remember something most important.
"Follow Master, Immortal-Slayer..."
He suddenly said.
"Immortal-Slayer..."
The skeleton raised its bronze sword, pointed to the sky and shouted.
"Immortal-Slayer!"
Everyone stared at this scene blankly.
This person who has been dead for hundreds of thousands of years seems to remember the two characters Immortal-Slayer even if he turns into a skeleton.
The bronze sword in his hand also turned into ashes in the wind.
The purple light on his bones gradually dimmed, and he fell to the ground, no longer terrifying at all.
After waiting for a long time, the monks around him cautiously gathered around, as if they wanted to see what was going on.
Zheng Fa The four of them looked at each other and did not move.
"Nothing is gone." Setting-Sun Sword Immortal said directly without looking there, "Under that sword... no monk, no Law Treasure, can exist."
Zheng Fa can hear the trembling in the great monk's tone.
He knew that Old Han, who was known as the Sword Immortal, could probably feel the terror of that sword attack better than others.
Even... Zheng Fa himself is extremely sensitive to the word Immortal-Slayer - since he felt that Xuanwei Realm has a lot to do with modern times, he has read many related books.
There are also wild history, myths and novels.
Immortal-Slayer...
Zheng Fa couldn't help but think of his own Positive-Negative Five-Colored Divine Light.
There was even more doubt in my heart.
Sure enough, although the group of people searched hard and even touched the skeleton that fell on the ground, they could not find any Law Treasure or exercises.
The dead monks should have left some storage bags or Law Treasure.
But Old Han's judgment was very accurate - nothing.
"Five Nascent Soul True Person, thirteen Golden Core monks... died in vain."
Xiao Yuying's tone of voice was a little sighing, even scared.
She saluted respectfully towards Setting-Sun Sword Immortal, full of gratitude.
If the old man hadn't come to warn her, she didn't think she could have escaped the sword.
Setting-Sun Sword Immortal glanced at Zheng Fa with a smile.
Zheng Fa was also saluting the other party at this time - he knew that he had to accept this sentiment.
Old Han smiled even happier.
He waved his hands and said, "We are pretty lucky this time... having nothing is better than having something..."
Everyone understood what he meant.
If there really is any New Method inheritance, this matter will be difficult.
The group of monks searched for a long time before leaving angrily.
The desert, which was lively just now, gradually became deserted.
"That's it! It's over! Let's say goodbye too!" Setting-Sun Sword Immortal said with a smile.
He took Yan Wushuang and cupped his hands towards the two of them, and Immortal Sword turned into rainbow light, wrapping the two of them and walked away.
Xiao Yuying watched the two people leave, turned to look at Zheng Fa and said:
"It's all in vain..."
Zheng Fa nodded, but there was no look of disappointment on his face. Instead, he looked a little happy.
"Yes, we have avoided a big trouble." Seeing him so happy, Xiao Yuying misunderstood. She nodded and said, "Compared to those monks who died inexplicably, we are much luckier."
Zheng Fa smile.
He didn't say anything either. He was happy not just because of this.
One month later.
A few days ago, there were some monks who were trying to hunt for treasures and they searched here for several days without giving up.
But there really are no treasures left here.
After a few days, no one came here anymore.
"Junior brother! What are we doing here?"
In the sky, the voice of Senior Sister Yuan sounded, seeming a little confused.
Azure Luan fell to the ground, revealing the figures of Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang.
Senior Sister Zhang also looked at Zheng Fa with some confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't know why Zheng Fa wanted them to come to this desert.
Senior Sister Yuan looked around, frowned and said:
"Junior brother, I have heard about what happened here."
"Several waves of monks came and went, but they all came back empty-handed!"
"When we flew over, we didn't see anyone for a hundred miles! It can be seen that they have given up."
"What are we still doing here?"
Zheng Fa glanced around.
Indeed, there is nothing here except the red soil on the ground.
No one is good!
No one can do archeology quietly!
"Senior sister!" He pointed to the ground at his feet. "We have one purpose here."
"What?"
"Dig!"
"Dig?" Senior Sister Yuan was stunned when he heard this. After thinking about it, his round eyes lit up, "You mean, there is a treasure buried underneath?"
"..."
"Junior brother! How did you know!"
"I don't know."
"Then what are you digging for?"
Zheng Fa pointed to the dirt on the ground again and said, "This!"
"Earth?"
"Exactly!"
Senior Sister Yuan looked at Zheng Fa, then at Senior Sister Zhang, and murmured, "Senior sister, Junior Brother Zheng is so good at controlling people now!"
"..."
"He made us travel thousands of miles to dig dirt for him just to play in the mud!"
"..." Senior Sister Zhang glanced at her and asked Zheng Fa, "Tell me what you think."
Zheng Fa said, "Senior sister, I think this soil is of great research value."
"Research?"
Senior Sister Zhang was stunned. "What's so good about this?"
This is the biggest difference between Zheng Fa and the monks in this world.
For example, Senior Sister Zhang, although she has read many modern academic books.
But my thoughts here are very similar to those of monk Xuanwei Realm--
Is there any Law Treasure.
Are there any spiritual materials?
Are there any techniques?
If they don't have any, they will feel that this place has no value.
But when Zheng Fa was preparing that booklet, he mostly referred to some archaeological records.
In the context of modern archaeology, soil can preserve some very important information - even more information than cultural relics and documents provide.
What's more, the soil here must contain many strange substances--
The red color of this earth may be the blood of this follower of Venerable Tianhe.
How many of the fly ash particles that dissipated before fell on the ground?
Not to mention, there is a corpse here that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years and is still moving!
To other monks, this place may no longer be of value.
But for Zheng Fa, it can be said that there are treasures everywhere!
After listening to his words, Senior Sister Zhang opened his mouth wide and stared at him. "Where did you... come up with these fantastic ideas?"
Zheng Fa It's hard to explain, I can only smile.
Senior Sister Yuan on the side didn't seem to understand, and his eyes were a little confused.
"Dig!"
Senior Sister Yuan looked suspicious of his ears. "Huh?"
"Do as your junior brother says."
Senior Sister Zhang said.
Senior Sister Yuan opened his mouth, thought for a long time, and suddenly said, "Senior Sister, Junior Brother is like this, I think it is you who dotes on me!"
Zheng Fa slowly walked to the skeleton. The treasure-hunting monks actually carefully inspected the bones.
But at this time, this figure seemed to have exhausted the last of his vitality, and there was nothing magical about him anymore.
Naturally, those monks didn't take him seriously and threw him away like garbage, with his skeleton scattered all over the floor.
Zheng Fa gathered up one of the person's Root Bone heads, arranged them, placed them in the coffin he brought, and then - gently cupped his hands towards the other person.
(End of chapter)