Following Zhang Xu's instructions, everyone began to search around to see if they could find any more clues about the reference price.
"What is this?" Huzi suddenly exclaimed.
Everyone saw a dark red object more than one meter long exposed under Hu Zi's feet. Zhang Xu's heart trembled violently and he shouted "Jian Mo Pestle" in silence.
Yes, this thing is very similar to the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pseudo in Tibetan Buddhism on earth. One end is like a vajra pestle, the other end is in the shape of a triangular tip, and there are three Buddha heads as handles in the middle, one is smiling, and the other is angry.
The shape is like a curse. The style is simple. When Han Gang took it in his hand, although the sand was hot, the iron pestle was warm and cool, and there was no rust at all.
With a "clang" sound, Wu Libin behind them kicked out a bronze chime.
"Look for it quickly!" Zhang Xu's words reminded everyone that since this place was a place where immortals and Buddhas fought, the things left behind must have been used by gods. Although they were broken, they were not ordinary objects. They might actually be artifacts.
After a while, everyone found something, including a wolf-toothed spear, a seven-star sword, a three-section stick, a bronze sword, etc., and some Buddhist incense burners, altars, lotus lanterns, rosary beads, etc. were also found.
Being packed up.
Xiao Yi found a string of rosary beads. Although there were some cracks, they were still crystal clear and cast a dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.
Cheng Yuanming found a jade slip with some broken characters engraved on it. He couldn't decipher it for a while, so he put it in his arms.
Liu Lei found an Evil Dragon Hammer, which was a weapon of the Qi Sect. The strange thing was that the hammer was covered with scriptures. The handle was more than two feet long, with a long chain attached to the tail. It was made of Qingxuan Iron. Although it had been eroded by quicksand for countless years.
, but there is still murderous intent, and I don’t know if it was used by the god or the Buddha.
In the high temperature of the desert, looking at the objects in everyone's hands, cold sweat broke out on Zhang Xu's forehead unconsciously, and his heart was extremely cold. Judging from the many weapons that everyone found, it was obvious that they were used by two different people.
They are held by various gods, and Buddhist utensils are used by Buddhist disciples./If the legend is true and this is the foot of Mount Sumeru, then the Buddhist sect must have been destroyed. Otherwise, how could there be so many Buddhist utensils left behind?
Many of the huge skeletons have traces of ring scars on the skulls, so they must be the remains of the Buddha.
I don’t know whether it’s luck or misfortune to stay in this ancient ruins where immortals, Buddhas and demons fought.
At this time, the wind and sand in the desert became a little stronger. When the wind blew, it seemed that someone was lifting the carpet and it was shaking, and dust and smoke were raised all over the sky. Suddenly, an exclamation of "Ah!" came from the sand dunes behind me!
"No, someone is in danger!" Everyone was shocked. Zhang Xu took off his clothes while running, Hu Zi also picked up the magic pestle and the two ran over quickly. Fortunately, they were close, and in the blink of an eye they took three steps and then two.
Arriving soon.
I saw half of Wang Meng's body stuck in the yellow sand. He kept struggling and trying to climb up. Liu Lei was grabbing his arm and dragging him out desperately.
"Quicksand!" Someone shouted in the panic. "Oops!" Wang Meng was frightened by his belated awakening. Nine out of ten people encountered quicksand in the desert would not return it. He panicked and struggled desperately to get out.
When he came out, he realized that the more he struggled, the faster he sank.
"No? I won't die inexplicably like this, right? God, I'm still young, I still have a great life to live, and I haven't even married a wife. I don't want to die!"
Wang Meng shouted at the top of his lungs, "Help, help!" He waved one hand upwards and grabbed at it, hoping not to die in an unknown way, especially on the other side of the starry sky far away from the earth.
"Wang Meng, stop struggling, I can't catch you!" The quicksand was still sinking, and the hot sand almost suffocated Wang Meng. His physical strength and willpower were running low, and the hand holding Liu Lei slowly loosened.
It's open.
"Wang Meng..." Liu Lei shouted helplessly with tears in his eyes.
"Help, who can help me... who can come..." At this moment, Wang Meng only had his head and hands outside, and his body was completely buried in the sand. Gradually, he felt short of breath and couldn't shout.
The voice is as weak as a fly.
Just when he was dying and had no way to call for help, suddenly his arm was caught by a rope made of torn clothes into strips, and his other hand touched an iron pestle.
"Hurry and grab hold of me, I'll pull you up!" Zhang Xu shouted loudly.
Out of the instinct to survive, Wang Meng, who was in a semi-conscious state, grabbed the clothes rope with one hand and the iron pestle with the other hand, and let the people on top drag him up.
The sun was blazing, and Wang Meng fell down on the desert as if he was out of breath, unable to move. After breathing for a while, he reluctantly gritted his teeth and stood up. His center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell again. Fortunately, a strong arm came in time.
He stretched out to support him.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Xu asked with concern.
"Thank you... thank you. Your brothers saved my life. I will sacrifice my life to repay the favor in the future." Wang Meng sincerely thanked the two of them and managed to stand still.
"You're welcome," Zhang Xu replied calmly.
"If you survive the catastrophe, you will be blessed later. By the way, how did you fall in?" Huzi asked.
Wang Meng came back to his senses at this time and said with lingering fear, "As soon as Liu Lei and I walked behind the sand dune, I stepped on the air and my whole body sank halfway. If Liu Lei hadn't grabbed me, I would have sunk in completely. However,
Later, I didn’t feel like quicksand, because I felt like I had stepped on an iron plate with a section underneath that was empty, and it collapsed as soon as I stepped on it.”
Zhang Xu was puzzled. How could there be iron plates in the desert? "Huh? Come on, let's go down and have a look."
Wang Meng hurriedly stopped him: "Don't go, it's too dangerous!"
"It doesn't matter! Just be careful and you'll be fine."
At this time, the quicksand had stopped flowing. Zhang Xu used a diving knife to dig a few times at the place where Wang Meng had been trapped. Under a not too thick layer of yellow sand, parallel to the slope of the dune, a swallowtail-shaped piece of broken bronze was revealed. Look at it.
It is shaped like a shield, and is densely covered with marks from knives and axes.
"Zhang Xu, did you find anything?" Huzi asked loudly from above.
Zhang Xu took a breath, was silent for a moment, and replied: "I thought there was some treasure, but there was nothing, just a piece of rusty copper." After saying that, he threw it aside.
At this moment, Zhang Xu suddenly felt a thought in his mind, and the purple golden cauldron in the Shenque Point began to rotate again. In his soul, he could only feel the vibrating vibration of the purple golden cauldron, as if calling for something.
Suddenly, an invisible brilliance flashed through the sand. Zhang Xu turned around and saw that it was the light from the discarded bronze shield just now.
Zhang Xu took the piece of bronze into his hands again, and felt that it was ancient, heavy, and cold, like fragments that had been struck from objects such as bells and tripods. There was a protective handle on the back.
The upper part is symmetrically arc-shaped, with two ferocious-looking dragon-shaped creatures inlaid on both sides of the shield, and two dragon heads inlaid in the middle to form a shocking shield decoration. There are writings engraved on the back of the shield, which belong to the Zhongdingwen type, but are incomplete.
, carefully identified from the handwriting, it seems to be a Fu inscription on the blessing, with a faint glow, and the protection is engraved with three simple small characters of Qingming Shield.
"This thing is weird. Maybe it was smashed from some kind of divine bell or spiritual cauldron. Otherwise, why would it react with the purple golden cauldron?" Thinking of this, Zhu picked up the shield in his hand and climbed up from the sand pit.
"Zhang Xu, let's go quickly, the wind is starting to blow from the north," Lin Chenggu urged.
The weather in the desert changes at a moment's notice. Just a moment ago, the sky was thousands of miles away. Soon, black clouds filled the dome, and it was as dark as the end of the world. The storm howled, and I could still hear the howling of ghosts and gods. The vast desert was raged by the storm.
As it was lifted, bursts of sand and mist swept past, like flat sand rising into the sky.
"Run quickly, don't be buried by the yellow sand!"
Everyone looked around and saw the strong wind blowing on the desert, the sand was flying, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, and it was completely empty. Where could they run?
Where the strong wind started, unexpectedly, the ruins of ancient cities were exposed under the collapsed sand dunes. Most of the ancient buildings were buried under the yellow sand, with only the tops exposed. I don’t know how many thousands of years they have passed.
It has already become the same color as the yellow sand, as if the yellow sand has solidified. If you don’t pay careful attention to the outline of the building, you will only think that it is a large sand ridge or sandbag, and you will never think of it as the ruins of an ancient city.
"Quick, let's go in that direction!" Just when everyone was helpless and thought they were going to be buried alive by the yellow sand, Zhang Xu supported Lin Chenggu with one hand and pointed to the west with the other hand, gesturing for everyone to run that way.