"What is this?" Tang Tian played with the thing in his hand. It was a silver claw that he had just taken out of the copper box.
"The Silver Secret Treasure of the Lynx Constellation is called Sickle Blood Cat Blade." The warm voice of the magic flute blew into everyone's hearts like a spring breeze: "Among the secret treasures of the Lynx Constellation, the most numerous are pupils and claws. If I don't If I remember correctly, the Scythe Blood Cat Blade was very famous at that time. Among the top ten cat claws of the silver level, this one ranks seventh, and it is a treasure."
The sickle blood cat blade is like a cat-shaped glove, with the claw blade exposed. The claw blade rolled inward, and there was a sickle-shaped bloodstain on the blade.
"So powerful!" Tang Tian's eyes lit up, he tried to put the sickle blood cat blade on his hand, but he didn't expect it to fit very well. Trying to swing it twice, the claw blade sliced through the air, drawing dense silver marks.
Although it is worn on the hand, it does not affect the activities of the palm at all. Tang Tian clenched his fist, and there was no obstacle at all. It really is a good thing!
It seems that he has to start learning the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw, Tang Tian is eager to try.
Bing was very interested: "It's still a treasure, tsk tsk, boy, you've made a lot of money. The sickle blood cat blade and the fire sickle ghost claw are a perfect match as soon as they hear their names!"
Ling Xu saw that it was a cat's claw, and suddenly lost interest.
Others also tried it on in turn, and none of them were interested, only the little girl liked it very much, but Tang Tian directly ignored it and took it as his own.
But the little girl quickly shifted her interest to the magic flute, she got tired of being around the magic flute, pestering him with questions, the magic flute was not annoying at all, patient and gentle, and looked at Qingluan beside him with a nymphomaniac look on his face .
Satisfied, Tang Tian harvested a silver treasure and a soul general at the Tianlu level. Although the strength of the magic flute was severely damaged, it was still extremely powerful. From beginning to end, the magic flute is mainly about testing. If it is a real battle, Tang Tian doubts how long he can last.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being a Tianlu-level martial artist, even if his strength is not complete, his shots are still extraordinary.
Suddenly thinking about Ziya, Tang Tian couldn't help asking Modi: "Uncle Di, there is another person here, do you know?"
Uncle flute...
Modi, who was smiling with the little girl, suddenly froze. After a while, he turned his face stiffly: "Actually, I'm not very old. Just call me Di."
"I know the person you're talking about."
The words of the magic flute immediately attracted everyone.
"He came several years ago." The magic flute showed the color of memory: "He doesn't know where to get Wang Yong's token, and he can come and go freely in it. However, his purpose should be the sword .”
"That sword?" Everyone immediately widened their eyes, like a group of curious babies, and asked in unison.
"Well, Wang Yong is a genius, but his fate is not very good." The magic flute showed the color of memory: "When I was thirty years old, I lost my wife, my personality changed drastically, and I started to work hard. At the age of forty, I practiced [Wang Zhanjian] After wandering outside for about ten years, he returned to Buzhou Mountain. He had a withdrawn and weird personality, and was disliked by others. In addition, he missed his dead wife, and he was immersed in sadness and loneliness every day. Half a month before his death , he dreamed of his dead wife every day, and created this move, named it [Wang Bu Xiangsan Slash]!"
The magic flute sighed: "He has a very weird personality after all. He clearly realized lovesickness, but he was named [Wang Bu Xiangsi Zhan]. He is a genius, and he spent ten years here practicing the sword of becoming a king. A master-level sword, and this One move [Wang Bu Acacia Slash] is even more powerful, surpassing all his previous slashing swords. When he realized it, I was by the side. That slash is really indescribable... "
Speaking of [Wang Bu Xiangsan Slash], the expression of shock was unstoppable on Modi's face.
Everyone was moved and yearning. What an astonishing blow it must be to make a Tianlu-level powerhouse show such an expression!
The magic flute pulled back his thoughts, and his expression returned to calm: "He passed away within a few days after realizing [Wang Bu Xiangsan Slash]. He did not choose to become a soul general, but chose to die. He died peacefully, Even a little joy."
"Is his sword also a treasure?" The little girl asked curiously. She was a little surprised that the magic flute didn't mention the sword after talking about it for so long.
"No, Wang Yong's sword is the secret treasure of the Tianyan seat at that time, silver-level, called [Tianyan Elegy], but it is not a secret treasure. Wang Yong's slashing sword is unique, and ordinary swords are not suitable for him. Although Yan's Elegy is not a treasure, it is very suitable for his sword. But the outsider is not interested in Tianyan's Elegy!"
Everyone was confused by what the magic flute said.
"The Tianyan tragedy was transformed because of Wang Yong's comprehension of [Wang Bu Acacia Slash], and thus left the Tian Yan seat. Two hours before Wang Yong's death, the transformation of the sword was completed, and Wang Yong named it [Wang Bu Xiangsi Slash]. Lovesickness Slash], stepping into the ranks of treasures! Wang Yong touched the sword and died, and his body did not rot. The goal of the outsider should be the King's Lovesickness Slash. Moreover, only by getting that sword can one understand the real truth. The king does not love to cut!"
Everyone was shocked, and the narration of the magic flute was far more shocking than the narration of the little girl. A sword turned into a precious weapon because of a slashing sword. If the magic flute hadn't said it himself, everyone would not believe it.
Clap clap!
A burst of applause sounded in the distance, and a masked figure appeared at the entrance of the cave at the other end.
"It seems that I didn't go through the barrier first, which was a wrong choice." Zia's voice drifted like smoke, clearly standing there, but in everyone's perception, there was nothing there.
The magic flute said warmly: "You can't beat the slow sound of the flute."
"That's not necessarily the case." Zia said disapprovingly, "But if I know that this pass is guarded by the famous Master Magic Flute, I will try it no matter what."
The magic flute greeted with a smile: "It's a great honor."
"Haha, Zia, you finally came out! Come on, let's have a good fight!" Tang Tian pointed his fingers at Zia, his fighting spirit burning.
Zia chuckled lightly.
"If you want to fight with me, come to the last level."
After all, his figure disappeared like smoke.
"The last level?" Tang Tian turned his head and asked Modi: "Uncle Di, what is that?"
Uncle flute...
The magic flute automatically filtered these three words, and said solemnly: "It's that sword!"
"Oh." Tang Tian tilted his head and thought for a while: "Does Senior Wang have many treasures?"
"Treasure?" The magic flute was stunned, and asked with a strange expression: "What treasure does he have? He is a lonely old man. When he returned to Buzhou Mountain, he was alone with a sword, but he didn't have any treasures."
Tang Tian's eyes dimmed, and he almost fell headlong. He turned his face, widened his eyes and roared angrily at the little girl, "Didn't you say that he has many treasures?"
"That's what the book says." The little girl spread her hands innocently.
Tang Tian's mood suddenly fell from heaven to hell. The problem of the star stone has been bothering him, and his pocket has long been flat. He was ready to make a lot of money, but he didn't expect that this hope had come to nothing before the end.
With a dark face, Tang Tian turned around and walked back: "Let's go! Let's go back!"
The little girl cried out immediately: "Why go back? There is still one more test!"
"Why do you need that broken sword?" Tang Tian stared wide-eyed: "Out of us, only Qingluan practices swordsmanship. Why do the others want that sword? They also want to fight for that sword , it's not worth it."
"No!" The little girl stared at Tang Tian with her eyes wide open without showing any weakness, "You agreed to accompany me to complete this expedition, how can you not go to this last stage?"
Tang Tian choked, scratched his head, and forgot about this.
The little girl's expression eased, and she said immediately: "Besides, Wang Bu Xiangsan Zhan is a treasure! You can comprehend such a powerful Yi Zhan, how can such a thing not sell for a good price? Let me tell you the story, it is unreasonable not to sell for a good price!"
Makes sense!
Tang Tian suddenly became excited. How could such a good thing not sell for a good price
Just [Wang Zhanjian], a master-level Zhanjian, can definitely sell for a good price. And the stronger [Wang Bu Xiangsong Slash] is of course more expensive!
Tang Tian saw countless star coins.
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"This is that sword?" Tang Tian muttered to himself, his heart was extremely shocked. Not only him, but everyone else was too shocked by the sight before them to speak.
A single sword was inserted in the middle of the hall, and beside it sat an old man. The sword body exudes colorful light, and these lights are like a dome, covering most of the hall.
The sword body is colorful, as if countless colors are flowing, and the mask is like a large soap bubble, with colors changing from time to time.
"Is that Senior Sword Slayer Demon?" Tang Tian asked curiously.
"Yeah." The magic flute explained: "Wang Buxiangsan's power protects his body."
Tang Tian groaned, and moved to the front of the light curtain to take a closer look.
"Be careful, don't touch the light curtain." The magic flute quickly reminded everyone: "The man just now was contaminated by the lovesickness curtain, and his vitality was seriously injured."
Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Zia's strength had declined over the years. It turned out that it was contaminated by this layer of light curtain.
But everyone's heart is also awe-inspiring.
Ziya used to be the strength of a Tianlu-level martial artist, but his strength has dropped so badly because he was only infected with the lovesickness curtain! This light curtain is amazing!
Tang Tian spread his hands to the little girl: "I can't do anything about it."
Tang Tian didn't evade it on purpose, this light curtain gave him an extremely strong sense of danger, he almost suspected that the light curtain in front of him was actually a rare and highly poisonous. Even just standing in front of the light curtain, he was terrified.
What a dangerous thing!
Although Tang Tian wanted to earn star coins, it was for cultivation, not for money.
No one noticed that Gu Xue had a strange expression.
"Lovesickness, once infected, you will fall into endless pains of lovesickness for the rest of your life." The magic flute suddenly chanted: "Enter my lovesickness gate, and you will know my lovesickness. Long lovesickness is long lovesickness, short lovesickness is endless. If I knew it was so staggering, it would be as if I didn't know each other at the beginning."
Gu Xue's tender body trembled slightly, and she watched the colorful and changing scene of lovesickness.
Inside, there seemed to be a voice calling her. Not only did she not feel the danger, but she felt a burst of warmth from the light curtain.
Suddenly, she raised her head, summoned up her courage and said, "I feel it is calling me."
Brush, quiet down around.