The person in the painting can't speak, but still has strange eyes fixed on Fang Xing's face.
The feeling of bullying the ancestor of Heantian was quite refreshing, Fang Xing became more energetic, and scolded: "Old boy, God, did he kill your whole family or sleep with your wife? Are you going to hate him every now and then? Tell your little one Grandpa despises people like you the most, so hurry up and tell me the truth, where did you hide your treasure? Otherwise, sir, I will burn you!"
In the painting, the ancestor of Heantian didn't respond, his strange eyes stared wide open, full of magic.
"Hey, you are still putting on airs, don't you say? I really set fire to you, believe it or not?"
Fang Xing didn't believe in evil, so he took out a fire talisman and threw it over.
Anyway, there is nothing in this Secret Breaking Pavilion, just such an ordinary-looking painting, just burn it.
He also has a mind in his heart, his yin and yang gods and demons are almost invincible, but there are also some things that are beyond common sense, or things that are too high-quality, which cannot be identified by himself, but they cannot be generalized. It looked ordinary, but there might be some doorway that he couldn't see through, so he decided to give it a try.
The fire talisman he used was only the most common kind, and what was transformed into it was just ordinary fire, which couldn't even burn the lowest cassock. If there is some mystery in this picture, then there must be no reason for it to be burned by this ordinary fire .
To put it simply, if it can be burned, it means that it is not a treasure, so don't feel bad.
If it can't be burned, there must be a way, just take it away.
With a sound of "huh", the fire talisman was thrown onto the painting, and immediately turned into a ball of fire.
To Fang Xing's surprise, the scroll did not know how many years had passed, the material was dry, and there were no prohibitions or magic spells on it. After being touched by the fire talisman, it actually started to burn, and even burned so badly. Very quickly, watching the raging flames burn the entire painting, Fang Xing was speechless: "It's really burning like this, it seems that there is no mystery..."
But at this moment, Fang Xing was slightly taken aback, wondering if the light was distorted in the firelight, he could vaguely see that the old man in the painting seemed to be smiling before the painting was completely covered by the flames...
"Huh?"
Fang Xing thought he was dazzled, but he couldn't figure it out.
"Dangling..."
At this moment, he suddenly saw something fall from the flames to the ground with a crisp sound. It rolled twice and reached his feet. The bronze mirror held by the old man in the painting just now was exactly the same, he was secretly startled, knowing it was a treasure, he kicked it lightly a couple of times, and seeing nothing unusual, he picked it up.
This bronze mirror is about the size of a washbasin, about a foot and a half thick, and its color is quite old. There are many inscriptions and symbols engraved on the mirror surface. Looking at it, one could feel bursts of magic. Fang Xingli knew that this mirror was extraordinary, but he didn't know how it fell out of a burning portrait...
"Well, let's make a proper appraisal..."
Fang Xing groaned and said nothing, he had to take a good look at it with the Yin-Yang God and Demon Guide in his heart.
However, after looking at it, he found that the identification of this bronze mirror required a lot of spiritual power, which would not be a big deal to him in normal times, but now he has been stealing birds' eggs and catching beast cubs continuously all day and night , and caused trouble to flow eastward. During this period, he has been using the concealment technique, and his spiritual power has been consumed too much. Although he has swallowed the blood lotus seeds and made up part of it, it is still not enough.
After appraising this bronze mirror, my own spiritual power is too much consumed, and it is difficult to deal with danger.
Thinking like this, I planned to take the bronze mirror away first, and come to appraise it when I have time.
After making up his mind, he still wanted to pick out some treasures, but he heard the noise outside getting louder and louder, it seemed that there were fierce beasts fighting, and gradually arrived here, and then, with a "bang", suddenly the mountain shook, In this grotto, there seemed to be an earthquake. Fang Xing was taken aback, knowing that a fierce beast had hit the outside of the mountain, and it would be troublesome if he buried himself inside.
Thinking of this, he ignored other things, took the bronze mirror, and flew out of the cave.
When I got to the entrance of the cave, I saw a black bear the size of half a mountain shaking its head and snarling around here, and around its head, there were dense bees flying around it like a dark cloud, stinging fiercely. However, the two enemies, the fierce bear and the fierce bee, who like to eat the honey of the fierce bee the most, met together and pinched each other. The black bear couldn't bear the pain, and ran around, but ran around this mountain peak, unexpectedly The bump on the mountainside startled Fang Xing in the cave...
At this time, the entire gathering place of the Hentian clan has become a mess, with fireworks everywhere, fierce beasts fighting, people who can walk have already fled here, and there is almost no flying monk in the air, presumably Even if someone could fly, they wouldn't dare to fly randomly at this moment, right now, if they flew into the air, it would be no different from the meat that was delivered to the mouth of a ferocious beast...
"Aww..."
The fierce roar of the red dragon came from a distance, Fang Xing thought it was chasing and killing the chief of the Hentian clan and that elder, but when he looked closely, he saw that the red dragon was looking like a huge fierce bird and a small mountain. The giant tigers were fighting fiercely, but the head of the Hentian clan disappeared, and he couldn't laugh or cry immediately. This bastard Chilong's brain just doesn't work, why did he get involved with this group of helpers...
"Big Gouzi, come back..."
Fang Xing yelled, and called back the cheerful red dragon who was fighting alone with a bird and a giant tiger. Fortunately, it had just had a big fight, but it was not at a disadvantage. Between them, it was evenly divided, and even had a slight upper hand. The fierce bird and giant tiger were not sure of victory. Seeing that the red dragon had withdrawn from the battle circle, they also died down and retreated.
"What about the chief and elders of the Hentian clan?"
Fang Xing caught Chilong and went through the training. Chilong looked around with a big head, a little confused, as if he had forgotten the two people.
"You can't even fight, you don't live up to it!"
Fang Xing was speechless, scolded Chilong a few words, jumped on its head, and pointed to the sky: "Let's go!"
Chilong shook his head and tail, fled into the void at high speed, came cautiously, but now swaggered away, but no one stopped him.
At this time, in a hidden mountain nest in the Hentian Clan, the head of the Hentian Clan gently put down the seriously injured priest and uncle of the third clan, looking at the two remaining members of the clan who seemed to be dying at any time. Experts, their hearts can be said to be full of anger. In Guixu, although there is a shortage of resources, they hate Tian clan has always been one of the most powerful clans, but how have they ever suffered this kind of anger
In the past, even if he had ten times more nightmares than this, he would never have imagined that he would be tricked to such an extent by a foundation-builder!
Especially by coincidence, he just happened to see the figure riding a dragon flaunting his power from this angle, and his heart was even more angry. Unable to hold back his anger, he took out a big black bow and flew to a mountain top, pointing at Fang Xing with a blood-red long arrow...
"Bless the old ancestor, shoot this little ghost who ruined my Hentian clan today..."
The patriarch of the Hentian clan, a dignified Jindan mid-stage, had already started praying before the assassination in front of a foundation-building junior. It can be seen that he was really confused by Fang Xing's extermination of the clan, or frightened. I'm gutted.
After praying for a long while, he concentrated his strength and tightened the bowstring, and runes began to manifest on the bow...
However, at this moment, when he was about to loosen the string and release the arrow, suddenly, Fang Xing, who was obviously more than ten miles away from him, suddenly turned his head and looked over, his face was full of vigilance, and the patriarch of the Hentian Clan felt a sudden panic in his heart. Surprised, how could it be possible? With his mid-Gold Core cultivation base, he concealed his aura and shot and killed a Foundation Establishment junior with a magic bow more than ten miles away. How could he sense it in advance
But even if he sensed it, the head of the Hentian Clan didn't care, as soon as he gritted his steel teeth, he was about to shoot an arrow!
At this moment, Fang Xing's mind also trembled, his thoughts turned sharply, his innate sense of danger was very strong, not to mention that now his spiritual consciousness is so strong that ordinary golden cores are hard to hope for? In the dark, when the patriarch of the Hentian clan pointed an arrow at him, he was already vigilant, and looked at the place where the crisis came, and was about to use the breath concealment technique to cover up his breath, but suddenly the palm of his hand burst into light .
What he held in his hand was the bronze mirror taken out from the secret pavilion of the Hentian Clan.
The reason why he didn't put the bronze mirror in the storage bag was because the storage bag was full, and he felt that since the bronze mirror was a magic weapon used by the ancestor of Heantian, it must be something extraordinary. I was about to use the Yin-Yang Demon Mirror to take a look, but I was still in the chaotic battlefield and didn't have time to look at it, but I didn't expect that when the crisis appeared, the bronze mirror would change...
A pale yellow light suddenly projected from the bronze mirror, went straight into the void, and brightened half of the night sky!
At this moment, all the ferocious beasts around that were almost insane suddenly panicked and looked up at the blue light blankly.
It seems that there is an instinctive tremor that deters their minds.
"How is it possible... that is... how could it be in his hands?"
After the head of the Hentian Clan saw the light yellow light, or sensed the strong aura, he suddenly felt a shock in his mind. When he let go of his hand, the bowstring had been loosened, and the arrow was crooked. Xie didn't know where the shot went, but he was in a daze, as if he didn't notice it at all, and he was still staring blankly at the light, his face full of disbelief.
And the Great Priest and the Great Elder of the Hentian Clan sitting cross-legged in that mountain lair were also shocked and looked at the light.
"How...how could this be..."
Their expressions are extremely complicated, with shock and disbelief, and even a wry smile...