After Master Changmei left, Ye Qiu took out a pen and paper again, wrote two sentences, put them in the wooden box, and then stepped forward.
Fairy Baihua asked Luluo: "The God-killing Bow has penetrated between your eyebrows. It didn't have any bad influence on you, right?"
Luluo shook her head: "No, I feel the same as usual."
"That's good." Baihua Fairy warned: "Before your cultivation reaches the realm of divine connection, it is best not to let others know that you have a sacred weapon in your hand, so as not to be coveted by others."
"Yeah." Luo Luo nodded.
Soon, three more gleaming big characters appeared in front.
"Legacy Four!"
Master Changmei was walking at the front. When he saw the three big characters, he rushed over like lightning.
As before, under the three large luminous characters, there is a wooden box.
"This treasure is for poor people."
After Master Changmei finished speaking, he reached out to open the wooden box. Unexpectedly, a white light suddenly burst out from the top of the box.
"Bang!"
Master Changmei was thrown away, his back hit the stone wall, breaking two bones on the spot, and then he fell hard to the ground.
"Ouch, it hurts so much." Changmei Zhenren screamed in pain.
Ye Qiu walked over, helped Changmei Zhenren up, and asked, "Can't you die?"
As soon as he said this, he was met with a glare from Master Longmei: "Little bastard, what do you mean? Do you really want to die?"
"Of course not, I am caring about you." Ye Qiu said.
"Are you so concerned?" Master Changmei said, "The bones on my back are broken. Please help me treat it quickly."
Ye Qiu immediately used the Heaven-Mending Hand to quickly heal the injury of Master Changmei.
Then, Master Changmei walked to the wooden box again.
This time, Master Changmei was more cautious. He circulated his Qi to protect his whole body, and then slowly opened the wooden box with both hands.
However, as soon as his hands touched the wooden box, white light appeared on the box again.
"Bang!"
Master Changmei was knocked away again. Fortunately, he was well prepared and was not injured this time.
"Old guy, do you want me to help you?" Ye Qiu asked.
"No need! A box can't trouble the poor Taoist." After Master Changmei finished speaking, he stretched out his arm, and the Demon Refining Sword wrapped around his arm immediately appeared in his hand.
"brush!"
Chang Mei Zhenren slashed the wooden box with his sword.
Unexpectedly, the wooden box was hit by a sword, and there was not a single chip. It was very hard.
"A senior once said to Pindao, if one sword doesn't work, then use two swords."
Chang Mei Zhenren struck the wooden box with two swords in succession, but the wooden box still did not suffer any damage.
"Another senior said to Pindao, if two swords don't work, then just keep cutting him."
Chang Mei Zhenren exploded and slashed out more than a hundred swords in one breath.
Chopping horizontally and vertically.
The blade of the sword collided with the wooden box, causing a string of sparks to appear. However, no matter what Changmei Daoist did, the wooden box remained undamaged.
"Why is his grandma's so hard?"
Master Changmei had no choice but to put away the Demon Refining Sword, and then fired a few flame talismans.
"You are made of wood, so I can't burn you with the flame charm."
Oops!
The flame charm fell on the wooden box and burned into a blazing fire.
"Old man, aren't you afraid that the treasure in the wooden box will be burned by the flame charm?" Ye Qiu said.
"Don't worry, poor Taoists have their own sense of proportion." As soon as Master Changmei finished speaking, the burning flame suddenly went out.
Um?
Master Longmei looked confused. He stared at the wooden box for a while and said, "It seems that you have to use your hands. I now seriously doubt that this wooden box is a single person."
Ye Qiu was speechless. Can you drive on such a broken road?
Master Changmei rubbed his hands, walked to the wooden box again, and then opened the wooden box carefully.
"boom!"
The white light appeared again, and Changmei Zhenren fell into disgrace.
"Old guy, let me help you!" Ye Qiu said.
"No, I will definitely be able to open it." Master Changmei refused Ye Qiu's help.
Next, the real person with long eyebrows was knocked away more than a hundred times. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely miserable.
"You are asking for trouble." Ye Qiu said.
Luluo couldn't bear it and asked: "Master Ye, are you really not going to help the Taoist priest?"
Ye Qiu said: "Didn't you hear before? He said he didn't want my help."
Baihua Fairy said: "The Taoist Master fell so badly and still persisted. I wonder if he has a masochistic tendency."
Ye Qiu knew that Baihua Fairy was joking and said with a smile: "The old man doesn't want my help because he is afraid that I will take away his treasure. He really judges a gentleman's belly with caution."
The long-browed master was knocked away two hundred and thirty-one times, and finally he couldn't help but ask for help.
"Little bastard, help me." Changmeizhen was lying on the ground, panting from exhaustion.
"Don't you want my help?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei stared and said, "Are you a friend? If you are a friend, just help me."
"If I had known it now, why bother at the beginning?" After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he took out a Qiankun Cauldron.
The Qiankun Ding flew out and floated above the wooden box, with streaks of golden light hanging down.
"Old man, go and unbox it!" Ye Qiu said.
"Is this okay?" Master Changmei asked.
"Wouldn't you know if you give it a try?"
"Try it? You put it lightly. If it doesn't work, I will be blown away again."
"You've been blown away more than two hundred times, why do you care about one more time?"
Master Changmei was stunned for a moment, feeling that Ye Qiu's words seemed to make sense. He immediately got up, walked to the wooden box, and stretched out his hands.
This time, the white light did not appear again.
Master Changmei successfully opened the wooden box.
"The Qiankun Cauldron is indeed an artifact, it's powerful." Master Changmei smiled happily and looked inside the wooden box. Suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared.
"What treasure is inside the box?" Ye Qiu asked.
Master Changmei came to his senses and cursed angrily: "I'm going to bully his uncle."
Ye Qiu and the other two exchanged glances, a little confused. The box had been opened, why was Master Changmei so angry?
At that moment, the three people stepped forward and looked into the wooden box.
The next second, the faces of the three people became strange.
"brick?"
Ye Qiu looked surprised.
I saw a rectangular stone brick inside the wooden box, about twenty centimeters long and ten centimeters wide. It was dark and dull, and looked ordinary.
"I was knocked away so many times that I finally opened the wooden box. I thought there was some kind of treasure inside, but who knew it was actually a brick, Sunta Immortal Banban."
Master Changmei angrily took out the bricks from the wooden box. They had no sense of weight at all and were light and almost identical to the red bricks used to build houses in the secular world except for the color.
"Old man, there is a piece of brown paper at the bottom of the box." Ye Qiu reminded.
Master Changmei took out the kraft paper and had a few lines of small words written on it.
"This object is boxy, sharp-edged, black and dazzling, and cold and frightening. It is suitable for both close and distant defense. Its greatest advantage is that it is ordinary and unremarkable!"
