Chapter 579 Burial Objects
The main tomb is buried with the ancient Qiongqi, who is regarded as the most powerful Qiongqi. It is luxuriously decorated, and various rare treasures and ancient magic weapons are displayed in it. It seems that the ancient Qiongqi can come alive at any time, holding these magic weapons to fight and kill. enemy.
These treasures can be put up for auction at random. The auction must be prepared half a year in advance, with great publicity, and as the finale, it will fetch a sky-high price.
Even with the eyes of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, they couldn't tell the origin of these things, so they could only ask Third Senior Sister to explain them.
Fortunately, Lu Yang has two ears. He can listen to the Third Senior Sister’s explanation with his left ear, and listen to the Immortal Fairy’s explanation with his right ear.
Three fluorescent grasses with the same appearance grow on the wall, with tenacious vitality.
"Kunlun grass, it is said that this thing can improve the roots and bones, cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow, and there is a one-third chance of transforming into a Kunlun immortal body that has not appeared in ten thousand years!"
"Kunlun grass, if you eat too much, it will turn into the Kunlun Immortal Body. It is of no use. The Kunlun Immortal Body is the most useless of all the immortal bodies. The first immortal body I fight is the Kunlun Immortal Body."
A feather with pure white light contained in a shell that is as tall as a person looks extraordinary.
"Qiongqi Feather, the feather in the center of the ancient Qiongqi's back. Legend has it that with this feather, you can ask any race in the 'Monster Covenant' alliance to help. The feather contains a mantra from the ancient Qiongqi. Listen. Those who speak the truth here must agree to the conditions proposed by the Qiongqi clan."
"Qiongqi Yu, a hair that Old Qiongqi plucked from his back. He grinned in pain for a long time. With this thing, you can ask other demon clan for help. Only the Qiongqi clan can use it. When using it, move it upwards. Drop blood, and then use magic power to activate it. At this time, the feather will make the voice of Lao Qiongqi - 'Give me some face'."
A black hill the size of a palm stood on the ground. It was so heavy that the surrounding space was deformed. If it had not been reinforced by a formation, it would have collapsed into a black hole.
"Buzhou Mountain Spirit, legend has it that in ancient times there were two powerful beings who controlled water and fire. They fought for the position of immortals, and an unprecedented battle broke out. Water and fire collided, volcanoes erupted, the ocean turned into magma, and the stars exploded into countless meteors. , in the end, the power that controlled fire won, and the power that controlled water, in anger, knocked down Buzhou Mountain, Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and the mountain spirit was born."
"Buzhou Mountain Spirit, you still remember the golden elixir monk who can create salty water? He was very lucky. He practiced all the way to the stage of transcending tribulation, and he had a conflict with the genius of the Phoenix clan. The two started fighting, and several **** were thrown. It was beaten to pieces. The genius of the Feng Clan was taught a few tricks by this immortal. He can beat the thief. The loser of Xianshui Jindan was so anxious that he bumped into Buzhou Mountain and came up with such a thing."
“Is this the core of Buzhou Mountain?”
“This is his head iron. He used his head to crush Mount Buzhou into such a small piece.”
Lu Yang: “…”
These treasures are all sealed. If they move even slightly, they will be discovered by the Qiongqi tribe. The entire Qiongqi tomb will be sealed, making it difficult for tomb robbers to fly.
As Third Senior Sister said, she came here to do archaeology, not to rob tombs, and she was not greedy for these things.
In the middle of the main tomb is a large black coffin. Rather than a coffin, it is more like a large black ship isolated from the world, which can ferry people across the River Styx and live another life.
“This is a hundred thousand-year-old dark wood. It is the best material for coffins. It is isolated from all spiritual exploration.” The third senior sister said.
“I have an impression of this thing. It was Laoqiongqi who bought it from Immortal Suiyuui. Immortal Suiyuu simultaneously used the "Tree Planting Technique" and the Fruit of Time to turn the sapling into a hundred-thousand-year-old tree."
“The older the treasures of heaven, materials and earth are, the higher their value is. People often ask the Fairy of Time to add years to the treasures of heaven, materials and earth. Sometimes if the years are added too much, a little medicine king can be created.”
Yuyuexian used the orthodox "Tree Planting Technique", and Lu Yang couldn't compare with him.
The Immortal Fairy said, unfolding her fairy knowledge and exploring the black coffin. She was both from the ancient times. She wanted to know whether Lao Qiongqi was dead or alive.
There is nothing in the world that can isolate the immortal consciousness.
“It’s a pity that he really passed away.” The Immortal Fairy sighed. His old acquaintance was lying in a coffin not far away. He couldn’t tell what it was like.
Without condensation of the complete Tao Fruit, life span will be limited after all. Lao Qiongqi had no external injuries and died of old age.
“Look here, there are words.” Lu Yang pointed to a line of small words at the bottom of the wall and whispered.
“Meng Potian is here for a visit. Who is Meng Potian?”
Meng Jingzhou looked a little embarrassed: "My dad."
When he was young, Patriarch Meng believed in reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, traveling south and north, and leaving his footsteps in the demon realm.
With the personality of my father, it is normal to leave small print here.
Third Senior Sister nodded: "The Qiongqi Clan also discovered this line of writing."
Meng Jingzhou: “…”
Why is the Demon Realm more dangerous than I thought?
No, I have run away from home, so I cannot be considered a member of the Meng family.
Lu Yang patted Meng Jingzhou on the shoulder and said loyally: "Don't be afraid, if we are discovered by the Qiongqi tribe, I will throw you out to delay time."
“That’s not true, the Qiongqi clan won’t do anything to Junior Brother Meng.”
Lu Yang was shocked. He didn't expect that the Qiongqi tribe was so upright and upright that they could repay evil with kindness.
"Repaying evil with kindness is not enough. Hundreds of years ago, the Qiongqi tribe also eagerly sought trouble for the Meng family, but the Qiongqi tribe was in trouble themselves, so they flawlessly took care of the Meng family."
“What’s the trouble with the Qiongqi tribe?”
Lu Yang secretly wondered, could it be that there was a melee in the Demon Realm hundreds of years ago, and the Qiongqi clan participated in the war, attacking from both sides, and had no time to take care of themselves, or was it that there was turmoil within the Qiongqi clan, such as two Qiongqi clan competing for the position of clan leader?
The third senior sister explained: "The Qiongqi clan is born to be poor. Hundreds of years ago, they lost money in business and lost a lot of money. There were complaints within the clan. If it weren't for the Meng family's loans, the Qiongqi clan might not have been able to survive. "
"I heard that the debt was just paid off fifty years ago. As the eldest young master of the Meng family, Junior Brother Meng, if the Qiongqi clan finds out about you, they will treat you with courtesy. If you are willing to be buried in the Qiongqi tomb, you will probably agree. of."
Meng Jingzhou breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the identity of the Meng family was not all about causing hatred.
Lu Yang looked sideways at Meng Jingzhou, your boy's identity in the Meng family is very flexible.
Third Senior Sister bowed three times to the black coffin, with a dignified posture, a respectful attitude, and the proper etiquette.
“Senior Qiongqi, I’m offended.”
It is not etiquette to touch other people's funeral objects and take them directly.
She walked to the corner of the main tomb, carefully wrapped a clay pot with magic power, and held it up.
This pottery pot is the last burial object, not even a magic weapon. The pottery pot's function is decoration.
She was puzzled by the patterns on the pottery pot.
“Junior brother, look at this clay pot.”
An imaginative essay written by the leader of the Sand Sculpture League
(End of this chapter)