In the room, when Lin Huang touched the ancient cauldron, the ancient cauldron suddenly bloomed with a radiance, and then fell silent again.
Yan Nangui's eyes suddenly lit up...
Lin Huang frowned. The Heavenly Asura in his body kept roaring, but it could no longer elicit the slightest reaction from the ancient cauldron. There seemed to be an extremely strong force surrounding the ancient cauldron.
"How do you feel?"
Yan Nangui asked, with a hint of heat in his eyes.
Since the last war between the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties, Piaoxue Palace had obtained the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron. However, he had been studying this thing for three years and found nothing.
At the beginning, Lin Cangxue also researched it, but found no clues.
Seeing the ancient cauldron blooming with brilliance today, even though it only lasted for a blink of an eye, it was enough to make Yan Nangui look at him sideways and fill his heart with curiosity.
"I wonder what the origin of this eight-armed Shura Cauldron is?"
Lin Huang asked.
Yan Nangui shook his head, "I know very little about the origin of this cauldron! But I once heard Zangfeng's ancestor say that this thing seemed to appear in the Eastern Spirit Realm along with Xuanyuan Zheng!"
"Xuanyuan Zheng?!"
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed, Xuanyuan Zhengna was the first generation leader of the Xuanyuan family in the Eastern Spirit Realm, and he was a figure from a thousand years ago.
In this way, this eight-armed Shura Cauldron has a history of thousands of years.
In the room, Yan Nangui stroked the ancient cauldron and continued: "In the past thousand years, this ancient cauldron has been famous and even unknown. It was not until more than two hundred years ago that it became known to everyone.
Attention!"
"But what happened?"
Lin Huang asked.
"Do you know Chen Ruoxu?"
Yan Nangui asked.
Um?
Lin Huang frowned. He had heard of this character, but he couldn't remember it clearly. He only knew that it seemed to be related to Yin Yang Valley.
Yan Nangui sat down in the room and said calmly, "Before Xuanyuan raised his troops, Chen Ruoxu was known as the first person to attack and kill in five hundred years!"
Lin Huang was shocked and couldn't help but take a breath, "The first person to be killed in five hundred years! Such an evaluation can be said to be of extremely high standards!"
"In his life, this man used his human element to kill the earth element, the earth element killed the Tian yuan, and the Tian yuan killed the Wuhou. And since he entered the realm of Wuhou, he killed seventeen Wuhou who were two realms higher than himself in one night!
"
Lin Huang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"According to legend, this person held the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron in his hand and understood the power within it. He was so brave that no one could match him!"
Yan Nangui said with a sigh, feeling a little fascinated in his heart. His eyes looking at the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron were also filled with burning passion.
The first person to be attacked and killed in five hundred years.
Such a powerful temptation is so fatal.
"and after?"
Lin Huang then asked.
"later……"
Yan Nangui shook his head, and then said: "The magic power will be exhausted and you will die!"
Lin Huang's expression suddenly froze, and he remembered the legend about the relics of the Buddha and God.
On the Cangqiong Continent, those who have obtained the relics of Buddhas and gods have all become giants who are dancing in the world at that time. However, in the end, they all died of being possessed by demons.
And among the relics of Buddha and God, there is the martial soul of Heavenly Shura.
Chen Ruoxu was the first person to be attacked and killed in the Eastern Spirit Realm, and he also died of being possessed by a demon, and he once held the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron...
This made Lin Huang have to think of a lot.
"Ever since Chen Ruoxu's death, the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron has returned to peace again. After two hundred years in the Eastern Spiritual Realm, no one has been able to find any clues about it, and it has become nothing more than scrap metal!"
Yan Nangui shook his head helplessly.
"This is not necessarily a good thing!"
Lin Huang curled his lips.
Even Lin Huang himself doesn't know whether he will become a demon one day.
"I've put this thing here for you, I hope you can understand it!"
Yan Nangui said with a flat smile.
Lin Huang smiled gratefully, and then threw the ancient tripod into the storage ring, waiting to study it carefully when he has time in the future.
"But this thing is also a hot potato, so you have to be careful!"
Yan Nangui continued, "On the eve of the hunting war, the number one thief in the Eastern Spirit Realm sneaked into Xuanyuan Mansion and stole this cauldron, and that thief should be someone from the Blood Spirit Palace."
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not too worried. In Tianlong Mountain, he caused the Blood God Marquis to fail in breaking through the realm, and he was afraid that he had already become a thorn in the side of the Blood Spirit Palace.
"I still have a question. Why is Chen Ruoxu the first person to be killed in the five hundred years before he was called Xuanyuan Tibing? Is Xuanyuan Tibing really so powerful?"
Lin Huang suddenly asked.
"Xuanyuan Tibing..."
Yan Nangui's face slightly condensed and he murmured to himself, then smiled mockingly and said, "Do you think you are invincible as soon as you join Wuhou? Is it really just a legend?"
Lin Huang looked startled, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
In the realm of Marquis Wu, every time one heaven is separated, there is at least a doubling of the gap in combat power. How did Xuanyuan Tibing cross the entire nine realms?
This is simply outrageous!
Lin Huang felt that if he had time in the future, he must pay a visit to this legendary figure in the Eastern Spirit Realm...
Not long after, Yan Nangui left the room.
After two days of brief repairs, Lin Huang was ready to leave again. After all, the opening time of the Dragon Veins was getting closer, and he had to go to the Dragon Locking Land.
"Where's Little Fatty Bai?"
On the eve of leaving, Lin Huang suddenly asked.
Bai Xiaopang was seriously injured after being ambushed in Xuanyuan City. Later, Lin Huang hurriedly participated in the hunting battle, and now he has not seen this guy when he came back.
Well, Lin Huang forgot about him.
"There seems to be something wrong with him!"
Lu Han said with a dull expression, stretching his neck to look at the world outside Piaoxue Palace. This time, he would also go to the Land of Locked Dragons.
And Lin Cangxue.
"Can't stand up? The injury hasn't healed yet?"
Lin Huang frowned.
Lu Han shook his head, with a dull look on his face, "Go and see for yourself and you will understand!"
When Lin Huang and others approached Bai Xiaopang's small courtyard, they heard a rumbling sound coming from inside. It was extremely thick, like a wild beast walking in the wilderness.
boom……
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the small courtyard, which seemed to be the collapse of a mountain, accompanied by the sound of gold and stone colliding. Smoke and dust rose from the small courtyard like thick fog.
"Ouch……"
In the small courtyard, Little Fatty Bai's wails could be heard.
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly, and he opened the door and entered the small courtyard.
Then...
Lin Huang froze on the spot.
The small courtyard is full of potholes, no less than a hundred deep and shallow. And in the big pit in the center, there is a huge iron lump.
Golden.
The iron knot is also very strange, it is in the shape of a human.
Outside the big pit, a velvet white cat lay like a noble lady, looking at the iron lumps in the big pit, but it showed a simple and silly smile, as if it was drooling with happiness.
"His grandma loves grandpa so much..."
Suddenly, the golden iron bumps in the pit made a sound, and Lin Huang was so frightened that he kicked it!