Chapter 162 Break the ban and divide the treasure!
"Go!"
The old woman pointed at the faint light and shadow in the sky and spoke solemnly.
Suddenly red and white light flashed, and the thunder cone reached the blue crystal wall in front of Mrs. Tai in an instant, and struck hard without hesitation.
"Boom!"
Along with a harsh roar, arcs of electricity and flames exploded instantly.
The raging flames and lightning completely submerged the wall in an instant, and for a while, it was impossible to see what was going on inside.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun couldn't help but touch his chin.
I have to say that the power of this Thunder Fire Cone is truly extraordinary.
This single blow is enough to threaten a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.
Of course, its power cannot be compared with Thousand Peaks, but it is already very extraordinary.
But it is a pity that such magical powers may not be enough in the face of the Tai Miao Shen Jin.
As Yan Yun thought about this, he saw the power of thunder and fire on the wall disappear instantly.
I saw that a few inches in front of the frivolous wall of the Thunder Fire Cone, the surface of the crystal wall was safe and sound, without a single crack.
"This time I really made a few fellow Taoists laugh. This Tao Miao Shen Tao is truly worthy of being one of the top ten ancient Taoist temples."
"There is no way for me to break it, but other Taoist friends have great supernatural powers and may have other ways to break the restriction."
Mrs. Tai turned around with a wry smile on her face, then took a few steps back, apparently giving up.
Nanlonghou, who was on the side, showed a little disappointment on his face, but he still said with a smile:
"Although the power of this treasure is not small, it is still not enough to break the taboo of Tai Miao Shen. Thank you, fellow Taoist Tai."
As he spoke, he raised his hands to the people around him and asked, "I wonder if other Taoist friends have any magical powers that can break this restriction?"
What followed was a long period of calm, and no one among the Nascent Soul cultivators present spoke.
At this moment, Yan Yun stepped forward slowly and said lightly: "Yan is not talented, but I would like to give it a try."
As soon as these words came out, the old man surnamed Yun and Nanlong Hou showed surprise, and then they agreed:
"Of course you can, Fellow Taoist Yan, just give it a try."
At the same time, Yan Ruyan's beautiful eyes not far away moved slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Yan Yun a few more times.
Yan Yun was not polite and strode forward directly to the restriction.
Yan Yun did not act rashly, but stretched out his slender fingers and gently pressed on the crystal wall.
A dazzling golden divine thunder appeared out of thin air between his fingers.
Gengjin Divine Thunder's greatest effect is to break restrictions.
Although the Great Five Elements Divine Thunder has not yet been cultivated, it cannot display the full power of the Gengjin Divine Thunder.
But it is still possible to use it to break the ban.
As the thunder surged, the golden thunder light swept across the crystal clear wall, followed by bursts of harsh friction sounds.
Wisps of blue spiritual mist poured out from the wall.
But soon, a blue light surged, and the golden thunder between Yan Yun's fingers flashed away, as if it had never appeared before.
At the same time, there was no effect on the surface of the crystal wall, and the blue jade-like wall was still intact.
"There's a show!"
A hint of joy flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and this time he pointed directly to his palm.
Let the entire palm be wrapped by a layer of Gengjin Tribulation Thunder, and then place the palm against the crystal wall with five fingers.
As the surging golden divine thunder poured in, dark blue light continued to pour out of the crystal wall, merging with the golden Gengjin divine thunder.
A piercing buzzing sound surged, followed by light blue mist.
As time went by, the color of the dark blue crystal wall became obviously dull.
A pale white handprint was left on the crystal wall.
"It was a real success!"
Nanlong Hou looked slightly happy, but he did not expect that Yan Yun would use the secret technique casually, and he would have such a method. It was really unexpected.
While everyone present was watching in rapt attention, Yan Yun took his palm away from the crystal wall.
Then he squeezed it slightly with both hands, and then condensed a green-purple jade sword. The sword energy was wrapped around it, making bursts of roaring sounds.
"Go!"
As Yan Yun let out a soft cry, he saw the jade sword flash past and sink into the blue crystal in an instant.
"Click! Click!"
As a crisp click sounded, it was seen that the surrounding crystal walls had disappeared without a trace at some point, and were replaced by ordinary bluestone walls.
Directly in front, a stone door about seven to eight feet high and three to four feet wide appeared.
"I didn't expect Brother Yan to have such a method, and he actually broke the restriction!"
Marquis Nanlong's eyes were filled with joy, and he said excitedly: "Haha, Taoist friend Yun and I keep our word. When we choose treasures later, Taoist friend can also choose a treasure well."
When the old man in white shirt saw the stone door, his face was also full of smiles, and his eyes were full of fiery color.
The monk surnamed You did not show joy, but looked worried and said: "Brother Nanlong, let's see what treasures are inside. Are there any restrictions inside?"
"Don't worry, it won't happen again."
Marquis Nanlong waved his hand and then said: "According to Master Cang Kun's last words, there are only two levels of restrictions in this cave."
Then he strode forward without saying another word, and with a flick of his long sleeves on the stone door, the door easily opened inwards.
Seeing this situation, the last trace of worry in the hearts of the monks disappeared without a trace, and they followed Nanlong Hou into the door.
"What is this!!!"
As soon as she entered the stone gate, Mrs. Tai looked shocked and let out a cry of surprise.
Behind the door is another hall that is several times larger than the front, but there is a small and exquisite attic in the middle of the hall.
The entire attic is carved with sparkling white jade. It is more than ten feet tall and only has two floors, but it is extremely exquisite.
On the door several feet high in the attic, there are three large silver characters "Yuji Pavilion" written on it.
But building a loft in the hall is really weird no matter how you look at it.
In front of the "Yuji Pavilion", there is an old black and yellow altar table, on which is enshrined a silver-white scroll about several feet long. The silver light is shining, and it seems to be something other than ordinary things.
As for the rest of the place, it was empty, with nothing there and no appearance of other portals.
"Is the treasure hidden in the attic?"
Yan Ruyan opened her mouth slightly and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt looked at each other, but Marquis Nanlong did not move, but the old man stepped forward with a cautious expression and walked to the altar table.
Everyone was not moved, but allowed the old man surnamed Yun to take action.
The old man surnamed Yun did not directly reach out to take the scroll, but hesitated for a moment.
Opening his mouth, a cloud of white clouds spurted out.
This ray of light directly rolled up the scroll and flew into the air. Then after a while of rolling, it opened directly with a "swish" sound.
A picture of the back of a Confucian scholar with a long sword on his back and looking up to the sky is revealed.
"The ancient god is distracted!"
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and stared closely at the image of Master Cang Kun, with a smile on his lips.
When Master Cang Kun broke into the Falling Demon Valley, his soul was separated and taken away by the ancient demon.
Now hidden in this image, there are clues to go to the Devil's Valley so that the ancient demon can seize his body. For Yanyun, killing an ancient demon was of great significance.
If there were no ancient demons, where would the demonic energy that Zi Ling would cultivate in the future come from?
Yan Yun was not willing to let him ascend to the demon world, but wanted to rely on the magic weapon to keep him by his side.
"Is this Master Cangkun?"
The cold-faced monk looked at the embroidered portrait and asked in surprise.
"Maybe, but this picture is enshrined here. It should have some purpose, but it won't be something valuable."
The ancestor of the Yan family looked at Jade Pavilion with flashing eyes and said with meaning.
"Let me give it a try before we talk!"
The old man surnamed Yun thought for a while and said slowly.
Then he made a seal with both hands and struck several red spells on the picture.
The silver light on the surface of the embroidered statue shone brightly for a while, but it returned to its original appearance after a while, and nothing abnormal appeared.
"A bit weird, but maybe it's just an ordinary embroidery."
The old man surnamed Yun said hesitantly when he saw this scene.
"In this case, let's put this thing away for now, and wait until we find other treasures later, and then we can decide where to place them. Do any of my fellow Taoists have any opinions?"
Marquis Nanlong was silent for a moment and then suggested.
"I have no objection, just follow what my Taoist friends say."
The old woman glanced at the scroll and agreed with a smile.
Others haven't seen the other treasures yet, so naturally they don't care.
As a result, the old man surnamed Yun put away the scroll and carefully put it into his storage bag.
Watching the monk surnamed Yun put away the scroll, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Let's go, I'll wait until the attic to take a look!"
Nanlonghou looked at the attic and said with a hint of eagerness.
As a result, the group of people walked around the altar table and came to the small building with the closed door.
This time, Marquis Nanlong couldn't wait to push the door of the pavilion, and the door opened with a "click".
A dazzling spiritual light came towards them, shaking everyone for a while before they reacted.
On the first floor of the attic, there were three slender ebony shelves, all filled with things, exuding a dazzling brilliance.
At this moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators present looked happy.
However, they were all experienced Nascent Soul cultivators. They suppressed the heat in their hearts and slowly entered the attic. Then they all looked at the treasures on the wooden shelves.
The wooden shelves are divided into three rows and placed in the middle of the attic floor, very clearly.
The first row is full of ancient treasures and magic weapons of different brilliance, there are as many as sixteen.
The second row is filled with rare materials of different shapes and colors, ranging from fist-sized iron blocks to blood-red crystal-like gem-like stones.
The third row holds the least stuff, only a few small bottles a few inches in size.
Yan Yun's expression remained normal as he quietly scanned the treasures in front of him. In comparison, the other Nascent Soul cultivators seemed a little excited.
Wherever he looked, he began to identify the functions and values of these treasures.
It took a while to carve it up, but what advantage could it take?
In addition, there is a futon and a pot of green grass placed in the attic window.
The name of the grass is Yin Ning Cao, which is quite rare. It is used to refine yin and cold elixirs, but it is not very useful for Yan Yun.
Soon, Yan Yun's eyes were attracted to the futon on the ground. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and put it directly into the storage bag.
This item was not a magic weapon. The monks present did not pay attention to it, but looked at the ancient treasures and magic weapons.
At the same time, Nanlonghou had already counted everything, stepped forward slowly, and said:
"We have taken stock. There are six ancient treasures and ten magic weapons here."
"Materials and elixirs are also divided into eight parts according to their value."
"The things that everyone wants most are naturally ancient treasures. After all, they can exert their full power without being sacrificed."
"However, these magic weapons are not ordinary things. They are all magic weapons left behind by Master Qiongkun when he killed his powerful enemy. Their power is extraordinary."
"Even if you can only use 70% of the power and spend some time refining it, it is definitely worth it. So whether you want an ancient treasure or a magic weapon depends on the wishes of several Taoist friends."
Speaking of this, Marquis Nanlong looked at Yan Ruyan and Yan Jiu and said, "You can only receive one share."
In fact, this is all for the sake of the ancestors of the Yan family. If the ancestors of the Yan family were not here, there would be no chance for the two of them to even share a treasure.
Mrs. Tai did not hesitate at all, rather relying on her old age, and said directly: "I am old, how can I still have so much time to refine magic weapons? I only want one ancient treasure."
Upon hearing this, the other people's faces remained unchanged, but they all sneered secretly in their hearts.
Yan Yun suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "I won't choose the treasures first. There are probably more precious treasures on the second floor."
Nanlong Hou's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he quickly looked at the white-robed monk named Yun next to him.
Both of them said in unison: "In that case, we will wait until we get to the second floor before choosing the treasures first."
Marquis Nanlong glanced at the monks present and said: "In that case, let's share the treasure equally. If you want an ancient treasure, you will automatically give up your right to choose a magical treasure."
"This is a good idea. I agree."
"That's it."
Others thought it was fair and agreed.
Naturally, Yan Yun would not choose any magic weapon. In the end, it was the old man in white shirt and the monk surnamed You who gave up on the ancient treasure.
He chose two favorite magic weapons first and received his share of the material elixir.
As for the ancient treasure, Yan Yun missed one and chose the Fudongtian ancient treasure.
After taking another magic weapon, the treasures on the first floor will be divided up.
The Nascent Soul cultivators present quickly looked towards the second floor, full of expectation.
As soon as you enter the second floor, you will be greeted by a scent of sandalwood.
Yan Yun looked up and saw a shrine placed in the corner. In the shrine was a golden statue of a one-horned demon god with three heads and six arms, with a ferocious and lifelike face.
"Ancient Demon!"
Yan Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In front of the shrine, there is a small fiery red cauldron, and white mist comes out of the cauldron. The sandalwood scent comes from this white mist.
In addition to the shrine, there is a table and chair a few feet away on the left side of the second floor, with an inkstone, a writing brush, bamboo slips and other things placed on it.
The corresponding place on the other side of the shrine is a jade bed with blue on it. Even though it is so far apart, you can still feel the coldness it exudes.
At one end of the jade bed, there are three jade boxes of different sizes side by side, which are very eye-catching.
Looking at the three jade boxes, the monk surnamed Yun's face moved slightly, his body swayed, and he appeared in front of the cold jade bed in an instant.
He reached out and grabbed one of the jade boxes.
"Wait a minute."
Along with a soft cry, another figure took action at the same time.
(End of chapter)