When Huang Guishan finished chanting the sacrificial incantation, the entire yellow light, including the sacrificial object above, trembled violently and made a muffled "buzz" sound.
Immediately afterwards, all the sacrificial objects on the yellow light seemed to be resurrected, and one after another they penetrated into the real dragon scales. The last thing that penetrated into the real dragon scales was the five-clawed real dragon on the yellow light.
The moment the dragon's tail disappeared, the real dragon scales shook violently, and as it shook, fine cracks appeared in the space around it.
As time goes by, the area of the crack becomes larger and larger. When the diameter of the crack reaches half a meter, a betel nut tree is made, with a length, width and height of 30, 30 and 20 centimeters respectively. There is no texture on it and it is very
The simple wooden box slowly floated out of the black space turbulence.
"The wooden box is surrounded by aggressive space power. Although it is very small, if Patriarch Huang, as an ordinary person, picks it up rashly, he is likely to be hurt. Can I go and pick it up?"
Xiao Chong looked at Zhang Fan and said.
"Go ahead."
Zhang Fan nodded, "But be careful."
"kindness!"
Xiao Chong nodded, then quickly walked to the wooden box and carefully took it.
The moment the wooden box fell into Xiao Chong's hands, the space cracks slowly closed. When the space cracks were completely closed, the surrounding scene quickly changed. The gray and flatness on the surrounding walls faded little by little, turning into a superficial appearance.
A black, pitted cellar.
"Mr. Zhang, this wooden box cannot be opened."
At this moment, Xiao Chong opened his mouth while breaking the wooden box.
Zhang Fan glanced at Xiao Chong and the wooden box in Xiao Chong's hand, thought for a moment and then said: "Give the wooden box to Chief Huang."
The space crack disappeared, and the power of space surrounding the wooden box also disappeared, and there was no longer any attack power. Therefore, if Patriarch Huang took it over, it would not cause any harm to Patriarch Huang.
Xiao Chong handed the wooden box to Huang Guishan, who looked at Zhang Fan.
"You try to open the wooden box."
Zhang Fan said to Huanggui Mountain.
Huang Guishan was startled for a moment, then put one hand on the upper end of the wooden box and the other on the lower end of the wooden box, and gently broke it open.
"Crunch..."
The wooden box was opened easily.
"This..." Xiao Chong was quite surprised. He used all the energy in his body to open the wooden box.
"These two strong men really took great pains to leave things to their descendants."
Wu Jun said with some regret, even the wooden box had a screening spell cast on it.
Inside the wooden box is a real dragon ear as black as ink, with wisps of evil aura spreading from it from time to time. Even though this evil aura is very weak, it gives people a very dangerous feeling.
Zhang Fan reached out and touched the real dragon ear. A semi-soft and semi-hard touch was transmitted to Zhang Fan's nerves. Zhang Fan touched the donkey ear. Zhang Fan felt the touch of the real dragon ear, which was similar to that of the donkey.
There is no difference in the ears.
"It's a pity that there's only one, two would be nice."
Xiao Chong said with some regret.
"Just one is fine."
Zhang Fan smiled. It was not that Zhang Fan was easily satisfied and took things as they came, but that Zhang Fan knew how precious this thing was.
Huang Guishan reached out and took out the real dragon ear and handed it to Zhang Fan.
The next moment, Huang Guishan was seen kneeling down towards the altar with a "pop" sound.
"Two ancestors, you two are kind-hearted and want to leave this peerless treasure of real dragon ears to us descendants. We, the descendants, are very grateful.
But it is this kind intention that has caused great troubles and even disasters to our descendants, and many people have lost their lives because of it.
This Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xiao are here to seize the real dragon's ear. These two gentlemen saved my life, and they are also of good character. On the one hand, I want to repay their kindness, and on the other hand, I don't want to
Let us, your descendants, suffer another unreasonable disaster, so I helped these two gentlemen get the real dragon ears, please forgive me!"
Huang Guishan said loudly, and when he said the last words, he slammed his head towards the altar.
After Zhang Fan and the others left Langbin Valley, under Huang Guishan's warm invitation, they came to Huang Guishan's house for lunch. Before leaving, Zhang Fan put 20,000 yuan under the dustpan at Huang Guishan's house. Huang Guishan forgot to eat and sleep before letting Zhang Fan
Anyone who got the real dragon's ear so quickly should give Huang Guishan some reward.
After returning to the hotel, Zhang Fan released all the people they controlled. Early the next morning, Zhang Fan and Wu Jun went to the Wu Jun tribe together, while Xiao Chong returned to Pingshan. He came out on leave.
It’s been almost a month since I came out, so I should go back and have my breasts ordered.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Fan and Wu Jun arrived at Wu Jun's tribe. This time, the villagers in the tribe did not line up to welcome him. It was not that the villagers in the tribe did not want to come, but because Zhang Fan did not let Wu Jun tell the villagers.
, he will come.
Based on Zhang Fan's popularity in this tribe, the villagers will definitely welcome Zhang Fan when they learn that he is coming.
Wu Lei was practicing in the stone room where the bronze throne was stored, and Wu Jun took Zhang Fan directly there.
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up when he saw Wu Lei sitting cross-legged on the bronze throne practicing. Just as Wu Jun said, although Wu Lei is still the same Wu Lei, his temperament has undergone tremendous changes. He is wild and tough.
These are all external manifestations. The biggest feeling given to Zhang Fan is that Wu Lei has become more calm and calm.
Although Wu Lei is not very strong, his temperament is very much like that of a strong man.
"Xiao Lei, who do you think is coming?"
Wu Jun smiled.
I saw Wu Lei slowly retracting the witchcraft energy that spread all over his body, making a hand-holding gesture, and then slowly opened his eyes.
After seeing Zhang Fan, Wu Lei's face lit up with joy and he jumped down from the bronze throne, "Mr. Zhang..."
Wu Lei said as he walked quickly towards Zhang Fan's direction.
"Chief, why didn't you tell me in advance that Mr. Zhang was coming? I should have picked him up at the entrance of the village."
There was a hint of complaint in Wu Lei's tone.
"Mr. Zhang won't let me."
Wu Jun smiled and said, "By the way, Mr. Zhang came here specifically to check your body. The condition that appeared in your body before was too weird and scary."
"Patriarch, I'm fine, I'm in good health..." Wu Lei said while flexing his muscles, "Why bother Mr. Zhang to come over..."
"Stop showing off..." Mr. Wu scolded him, but he could clearly hear the doting in his tone, "Hurry up, stretch out your hand and cooperate with Mr. Zhang..."
Zhang Fan also winked at Wu Lei.
Wu Lei chuckled, stretched out his hand, and at the same time moved closer to Zhang Fan.