Meng Zhuyun looked at Lu Yu in disbelief: "You want this pendant!"
Lu Yu nodded: "Yes, just give it to me."
Meng Zhuyun casually took the pendant from her body and threw it into Lu Yu's hand.
In her heart, she didn't think so. She originally thought that Lu Yu was an extraordinary genius who actually recognized all the treasures she threw out.
But now, Meng Zhuyun finally felt relieved.
Although the young man in front of him is arrogant, he is just a mortal.
I'm afraid he coveted this pendant after seeing the saint's ancient artifact he used just now.
Meng Zhuyun secretly laughed in her heart. This pendant has lost its function now and can only be regarded as an antique at best.
Sage relics are objects that ancient Confucian and Taoist saints kept on their bodies.
Because it has been left beside the saint for a long time, it has formed a spiritual spirit over time. It contains a huge aura of awe-inspiring power, which will cause fatal damage to those demon cultivators who practice evil arts.
However, the saint's antiquities can only be used once.
Once the awe-inspiring energy inside is released, it cannot continue to exist.
"You look down upon so many magic weapons, but you only want a useless ancient artifact from a saint. After all, he is just a mortal!"
Meng Zhuyun gave the pendant to Lu Yu, but there was no trace of reluctance in her heart.
How could she know what Lu Yu was thinking about.
"There is actually a trace of the law. It seems that the original owner of this pendant has broken through to the supreme realm." Lu Yu murmured.
When the soul reaches the realm of Dao Lord, the laws of all heavens and realms can be clearly discerned.
It's just that Lu Yu's current soul cannot use one ten thousandth of what it was in its heyday, but even so, he still captured a trace of change in the pendant.
"Okay, come out." Lu Yu said calmly.
Meng Zhuyun was stunned: "Why don't you control the earth's dragon veins and dispel this great formation?"
Lu Yu suddenly showed a smile at this time: "The ancestor of the heart-stealing ancestor is dead. This formation is no longer useful. It is estimated that in another hour, this formation will dissipate on its own."
What!
As if to verify what Lu Yu said, Meng Zhuyun stretched out her slender hand and carefully touched the edge of the formation.
Unexpectedly, the finger went directly through the formation without any obstruction.
Meng Zhuyun walked out of the formation unscathed in a daze and looked at Lu Yu: "You have known for a long time that the formation has lost its effect?"
Lu Yu put away the pendant and the treasures scattered around him, and said without raising his head: "I saved you, don't you even say thank you?"
"Who wants to save you?"
Meng Zhuyun glared at Lu Yu. She was the eldest lady of Xuanzhou Academy. If she was saved by a mortal, she would be laughed at to death if she told about it.
"Whatever you think, I've got the things, you can leave." As Lu Yu spoke, he had put all the magic weapons into his storage bag.
Meng Zhuyun suddenly became interested: "You actually still have a storage bag. You must not be an ordinary mortal. Could it be that you are the illegitimate son of some Shangxian Sect master?"
Lu Yu didn't want to talk nonsense with Meng Zhuyun, so he pointed at the door and asked her to leave.
"Huh, at first I just said it would be great if I wanted a pendant, but then I deceived me of so many treasures!" Meng Zhuyun raised her lips.
However, Meng Zhuyun also knew that there was an earth dragon vein under Lu Yu's feet.
Even people like the Patriarch of the Heart were beaten to death by Lu Yu. She didn't want to provoke Lu Yu now.
At this moment, a pink mist suddenly floated faintly and was inhaled into Meng Zhuyun's nasal cavity.
What's this?
Meng Zhuyun was slightly confused, but then her body trembled.
Isn't this the Meirou Powder of the old heart-stealing demon!