Shen Tianbei was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when he spoke. Feng Jueyu and others all had expressions of indifference on their faces. The three of them had gone through so much trouble to find the Golden Light Cave. They thought that a catastrophe would eventually come to an end. Who would have thought that it would end in the end? At the critical moment, such a big mistake happened.
what the hell?
The golden holy bead, the treasure of the holy city, can even block three or nine heavenly tribulations, but it can't withstand Shen Tianbei's gentle squeeze?
This thing is too brittle.
After a brief period of panic, Feng Jueyu picked up the rectangular jade plate without believing anything evil. He didn't know whether he was trying to persuade Shen Tianbei or himself: "Don't worry, the golden holy bead won't be so fragile. This bead is probably It’s a fake that your grandfather placed here, see what’s so special about this jade dish.”
Feng Jueyu pretended not to understand, picked up the jade plate, turned it over and looked at it repeatedly, and even used his divine power to sacrifice it to Qi Ling, but there was no response, and he felt worried and panicked for a moment.
But he was definitely not the most panicked one. Apparently Shen Tianbei's expression was more capable of squeezing out tears than him.
"It's broken, why is it broken?"
Shen Tianbei was a little confused and couldn't figure it out. After Feng Jueyu finished speaking, he grabbed the long jade plate and looked at it carefully. He looked around with the same concentration. For a long time, he couldn't see any clues. He said anxiously: "This thing What’s the use?”
"Since I keep it, it must be useful." Feng Jueyu shook his head speechlessly, picked up the long jade plate again and looked at it, looking at it very seriously, but he was already in trouble in his heart. This is good, isn't it? It was easy to find the hiding place of the Golden Holy Pearl, and the treasure was finally obtained. However, Shen Tianbei broke it into pieces. How could he pass on the bloodline of the Holy City and bring out the new Holy King? No matter how the situation changed in the end, Shen Tian If Bei couldn't find a way to leave the island, he would kill him directly.
So irritating.
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu didn't know that he had gone into a misunderstanding. Fortunately, there was a bright-minded Fan Wudou who was good at everything. He stretched out his thick iron rod-like fingers and poked the inside of the brocade box. Unexpectedly, there were gaps around the soft cushion, and it came loose with a light push.
"Huh? Is there a mezzanine in here?"
Mr. Fan poked his fingers through the mezzanine, then slid his fingers inside a few times, then pulled out a piece of clear paper, took it and waved it in the wind: "There's something weird."
"Open it and take a look." Feng Jueyu couldn't wait, and Shen Tianbei put his head closer.
Mr. Fan opened the note and wrote a paragraph. The handwriting was a bit sloppy and the writing was frivolous. The person who wanted to write had no strength in his wrist and was even trembling. Some of the strokes of the words were slightly bent and out of shape, but there was not much writing on it. damaged.
"The Holy City and the Holy Island have been closed since ancient times. Since ancient times, the Holy City has been favored by the Emperor and God. The method of communicating with the gods has been passed down to us. Mortals like us, cultivate ourselves and practice martial arts to defeat the flying void, go against the will of heaven, and fight for endless life. Since ancient times, the Golden Holy City has been Located in a chaotic region, where the source of heaven and the sea are exhausted, there is no shortage of rare spiritual materials. However, the only treasure that can defeat the sky is to ascend to the immortal. The ascended immortal originated from the chaotic region of Star Island. It is a strange stone, shining with gold and precious, and possessing spiritual power and profound knowledge. Its stone is as strong as divine iron and cannot be cast without the thunder and fire of the sky. Once it is condensed into a bead, it can ride on the supreme thunder to ward off the heavenly calamity. The holy city regards the holy king as its veneration. Beads, the torrent diagram left on the wall of the golden cave is the method of making beads. The immortal is matched with the torrent, and the holy bead is refined with blood. It can be passed down from generation to generation. Future generations should keep in mind that the main body of the holy bead is one. When a person dies, the bead is destroyed. If you inherit a great treasure, you must first practice the Great Flood."
After reading the whole chapter of the precious inheritance verses, the three of them were electrocuted and turned to stone. They silently looked at the ink that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, but there was no obliterated message. The three of them understood the truth on the spot.
"Damn, the golden holy beads that have been passed down from generation to generation in the Golden Holy City were actually refined by the Holy Lord himself, rather than being passed down from hand to hand. This situation is too deep." Feng Jueyu finished interpreting what was left in the brocade box. The golden sentence was understood on the spot.
Mr. Fan looked at the ashes scattered on the ground and said: "No wonder the kid Shen Tianbei squeezed it gently, and the beads were broken like slag. It seems that after the death of Emperor Mingshengjun, the Golden Saint Beads no longer exist, and This Golden Light Ancient Cave is actually the inheritance method left to the next Jin Shengjun, and those pictures are the so-called Flood Pictures."
Shen Tianbei held the paper and clenched his fists, extremely shocked. He remained silent for a long time, tears welled up in his eyes. Then he knelt down and cried bitterly: "Grandpa, in order to keep this secret, I gave up my life. Is it worth it? If I had known it, I would have given up my life." So, why keep silent and let them grab it? Who can become the Golden Saint King depends on fate, right? Those who have destiny will get it, and those who have no destiny will perish. Isn't it good?"
People in this world have obsessive and superstitious ideas. Just like the message in the note, those who can become the Golden Saint King must refine the Golden Saint Bead by themselves. However, because when refining this bead, you must go to the Void Chaotic Realm to collect Void Sky Thunder Fire, the risk factor is high. There are a lot of advantages, but one person who practices cultivation still cares about whether he will go crazy, let alone go to the chaos of the void to collect the thunder and fire of the void, and ride on the thunder and thunder of the void.
According to Shen Tianbei's idea, Mo Shiren, Qiong Niang and others have done great evil. If God opens his eyes, he will definitely let them die without a burial place. Just give them the Immortal Stone. Why does Grandpa insist on dying? Is it worth risking my life to save this long piece of broken stone?
In fact, he understood Shen Qingqi's painstaking efforts very much. There was only one Immortal Stone, and it was whoever took it. If someone with evil intentions took it away, what future would there be for Golden Holy City? But this kind of thing was out of Shen Tianbei's control. In his heart, he had another thought. He felt that human life was always more important than the luck of the Holy City, not to mention that the one who died was his grandfather.
Snap!
Feng Jueyu stepped forward slowly, patted Shen Tianbei's shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "It is his choice to devote his whole life to Mr. Shen. As a descendant of a human being, you can put Mr. Shen's life first. It is reasonable to say that the person has passed away, Tianbei, you should focus on fulfilling Mr. Shen's wish, right?"
"Everyone is gone, how can I still make you unable to close your eyes?" Shen Tianbei stood up with great reluctance, and conveniently put the long immortal stone and the note in his hand on the brocade. In the box, he closed the lid and held it under his arm. Then he stepped forward and took out the torrent pictures, rolled them up, put them into the treasure bag along with the brocade box, and kept them on his body.
"It's over here. We can go out. Let's keep the things in here. If Cao Sheng lives up to grandpa's trust and can still use them in the future, go back to find Cao Sheng."
"Let's go." Feng Jueyu nodded, and then shamelessly sucked his palm at the sink. Suddenly a strong force was generated, bringing up a spring flow, which was probably dozens of liters later, and was all included in the Tiandao beads.
Shen Tianbei was slightly startled, and Feng Jueyu turned around to look at him and said with a smile: "This thing is very good. I think there are many more. The wells in the Holy City can produce some in ten years. I have been with you for so long. Yuan, I should give you some reward."
Shen Tian looked at Feng Jueyu sadly, suddenly turned around and walked over, pointed at the two large pools of water for washing utensils, and said with squinted eyes: "I don't think there are many good things in Jinsheng City, so why not leave this water for washing utensils to them?" , why don't you take them all away, so that they don't use them to harm others? Take them, take them all, and I'll help you."
Feng Jueyu opened his mouth, touched his forehead and said speechlessly: "You will make me feel ashamed if you do this."
Fan Wudou stood beside him and kept giving thumbs up: "This boy is on the road. If he is not the Great Perfection of the Dao but the Great Perfection of the Universe, I will definitely support him to sit on the precious chair of the Holy King."
After the three of them finished speaking, they all burst into laughter. Then Feng Jueyu was not polite and ran into Tiandaozhu to find a small valley and dug a large puddle. In one go, he transferred all the washing water in it into Tiandaozhu. When all the water in the two pools was drained, Feng Jueyu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, this work was not in vain."
"If you want the fragments of the magic weapon and the spiritual sand, just take them away." Shen Tianbei looked at the fragments and spiritual sand on the ground and couldn't help but become greedy.
When Feng Jueyu saw it, he rolled his eyes wildly: "How about some?"
"Just take some for each person and keep some."
"Don't go too far."
"Uh-huh."
As the three of them spoke, a storm swept through the clouds. In the end, two-thirds of the magic weapon fragments and spiritual sand on the ground were swept away by the three of them. Even the large number of treasures hanging on the golden stalactites were forced by Feng Jueyu. Shen Tianbei took three or five magic weapons suitable for his use. In the end, the three of them made a lot of money and left the Golden Light Cave in high spirits.
After Feng Jueyu looked at Shen Tianbei's extremely resentful and dissatisfied eyes, he knew that this kid had undergone subtle changes in his heart after experiencing a huge change. The former Shen Tianbei could be said to be as stubborn as an old man in his sixties. , his loyalty to Jin Shengcheng is not inferior to that of Shen Qingqi, but it is precisely because of the extremely humane conduct of several holy envoys of Jin Shengcheng that this boy feels that excessive loyalty will not make Jin Shengcheng change.
So if that's the case, why should I care about taking away the treasure that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years from the Golden Light Cave?
Furthermore, the things in this cave are all used by Jin Shengjun to improve the level of magical weapons. There are many masters of weapon refining in the city. Wouldn't they be able to refine them without them?
There is also a well in the Holy City Garden that can produce Qingming Jade Liquid in ten years. The water for washing utensils can be regenerated even if it is gone, so don't give up these treasures in vain.
Of course, according to Shen Tianbei's thoughts, such embezzlement and robbery is not without psychological pressure, but at this moment, the resentment in his heart has already made him desperate, and he even has thoughts of dissatisfaction with Jin Shengcheng.
In short, if you take it, you take it. Anyway, God knows that you, me and others know it, but others don't know it. Don't take advantage of it, bastard.
After taking the treasure of Jin Shengjun, Shen Tianbei suddenly had the thought of letting out a bad breath. He felt relieved in his heart. No matter you are Emperor Ming or Shengjun, in short, the task left for grandpa is to kill you. I don't hate you. That's good, don't expect me to be as loyal as grandpa.
Thinking like this, the three of them were also laughing, and were about to leave the Domain in the Domain. Who would have thought that as soon as they walked out of the Golden Light Cave, they would feel the sound of two sharp and fast piercing sounds resounding outside the cave.