Although it was dark night, Feng Ruotan and Tan Lu could still see two lines of tears flashing out of Zhang Zichen's eyes and falling down his cheeks to the ground.

"Zhang Zichen, what's wrong with you? You actually cried?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

This is the first time that Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan have unified their thoughts since they have known each other for so long.

Zhang Zichen immediately came back to his senses, hurriedly wiped away the remaining tears in his eyes, and smiled bitterly: "I didn't cry, it was just a little dust blowing from the mountain wind, that's all."

That's all?

Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan smiled bitterly.

"Brother Zhang, if you have any wishes and regrets, you might as well say it..."

Feng Ruotan originally wanted to share some of his burden for Zhang Zichen, but before he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong in the air.

"What's wrong?"

When Feng Ruotan reacted, he found that Zhang Zichen and Tan Lu had already stood up, and they looked up together and looked forward.

It was not until this time that Feng Ruotan realized that it was the night that was gone.

At this moment, it should have been night, but now, the sky is shining brightly, illuminating the entire world.

The night is like daytime!

"how so?"

Feng Ruotan was confused and turned his head and looked towards the sky opposite.

But I saw a ray of nine-colored light soaring into the sky from somewhere in the north of the mountain. It was this light that illuminated the entire sky.

"Brother Zhang, what is that?"

Feng Ruotan finally couldn't stand it anymore, he asked.

However, Zhang Zichen also wanted to know what this nine-colored light was. He shook his head and replied, "I don't know what it is."

Something will suddenly shine in the middle of the night.

At this moment, a light suddenly flashed in Zhang Zichen's mind, and he suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Tan Lu not long ago.

This period of time, New Year’s Eve just passed, and it was already the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The only thing that burst out with such a grand light on the first day of the Lunar New Year is probably the legendary treasure that has not yet been born.

Sure enough, Tan Lu coughed lightly and explained: "This is the light that burst out from that treasure that has not yet been born. It has been more than a hundred years. Every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, it will do so. From somewhere in the north, a ray of light shines brightly, illuminating the entire sky. Most monks who come here may have become accustomed to this matter."

"It's true!" Zhang Zichen smiled, "Looking at the light emitted by this treasure, it can indeed be regarded as one of the few treasures in the world. No wonder so many families and sects have sent strong people to snatch it."

"Yes!" Tan Lu sighed and said, "So, such treasures are not something that people like us with low cultivation can afford. When we go to grab this treasure, we will only become cannon fodder."

"This sentence is right." Zhang Zichen sighed secretly, "Although this treasure is a good treasure, it must be used with life. The cultivation of us is really low. If those powerful saints fight for this treasure, we will still be the ones who suffer."

Everyone could almost imagine what the scene would be like when hundreds, or even thousands of powerful saints, fought hard.

It is the dim sky and the earth, the earth is shaking, the sky is shaking, the earth is shaking, and the time and space are cracking.

In short, at that time, there will definitely be countless weak people who will be crushed to death by the true energy of the strong.

If Zhang Zichen and the others ran over now, they would definitely be like a mosquito. Even if they died, no one would care.

So if you are a smart person, think about it carefully and don’t think about this treasure.

"Ahem!!"

Suddenly, Tan Lu deliberately coughed twice, interrupting Zhang Zichen's thoughts. She smiled and said, "Zhang Zichen, I think you are good at your cultivation! When you are still in the middle stage of the True Lord, you killed the powerful Saint Lord. Now, you have broken through the late stage of the True Lord. Your strength must have surpassed the strong Saint Lord. I think you can snatch it."

"I..." Zhang Zichen didn't want to explain to Tan Lu about his own strength, because even Zhang Zichen didn't know what his own strength was.

Zhang Zichen is sure that when he was still in the middle stage of the True Lord, he would definitely not be the opponent of the Saint Lord's powerful man.

Now, although Zhang Zichen has advanced, he still doesn't know what his strength is, because he has not fought with the Saint Lord's powerful man, so he is not sure that he can defeat the Saint Lord's powerful man.

All, only when it happens can Zhang Zichen be sure of it.

Only with powerful power can you consider snatching treasures. If not, you can only be a cultivator who works hard to practice.

The nine-colored light in the north soared into the sky from an unknown place, shining the whole night into daylight.

This treasure must be very precious. It may be a weapon, an ore, or a elixir, etc.

However, to Zhang Zichen's peace of mind, this treasure is definitely not as good as the magical artifact and Huang Yuntianshu on him, otherwise he would really not be able to help but join in the fun.

This is the first year that Zhang Zichen has arrived at Guixu Realm, and it is also the first year that Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing have arrived at Guixu Realm. They are quite novel about this light.

But this is not attractive to Tan Lu. How dare an ordinary monk participate in it?

Although the night sky was illuminated, it was still night after all.

Zhang Zichen looked up and watched the light in the north for a while. A sleepy feeling came after all. He should sleep when he should sleep, and should eat what he should eat.

As for this treasure, let the strong men from big families and sects sieges snatch it!

On the mountain, it suddenly became quiet.

...

There are countless dangers hidden in the boundless forest. Many people and monsters may not know what is happening around them, and they will be killed.

This is the Guixu Realm full of killing and blood.

Although the boundless sky was illuminated by a beam of nine-colored light, there was no light seen in the primeval forest.

And just about 5,000 kilometers away from the mountain where Zhang Zichen is located, under a huge old tree, the light is dim, but in the dimness, a group of people can be seen.

With this ray of nine-colored light, we could vaguely see about sixty or seventy people, all wearing black clothes and black hats on their heads. This set of clothes was almost wrapping each of them.

Even their faces were surrounded by black scarves, with only two eyes exposed.

However, at this moment, the group of people took advantage of the gaps in the woods, raised their heads and stared at the endless night sky.

"What kind of light is this?"

"It seems to be the prelude to the birth of the treasure!"

"Yeah! I think so, too."

Sixty or seventy people were talking about it, but they couldn't get anything useful.
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