Luo Cheng looked at the innocent yet wary young man and was speechless for a moment.
The Qiankun Stone was a treasure that Emperor Wu had worked so hard to find, and it was really sad to see it shatter into powder like this.
What Luo Cheng couldn't figure out was, how could the stone statue of Qiankun break into pieces despite everything being fine?
"There is no need to apologize." Luo Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, and after answering the young man's words, he looked at Elder Qiu and another respected white-haired old man, "Elder Qiu, this...?"
"Try another stone statue of Qiankun." Elder Qiu said.
"Ye Wuhen, come with me."
Luo Cheng nodded, waved, and then led Qingge to the other stone statue of Qiankun. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Try again."
"This piece is broken, do I have to pay for it?" Qingge asked.
Luo Cheng: "..." Is this guy too stingy? Besides, even if the Martial Arts Association asks him to compensate, Mo Yuan's little wealth alone probably won't be able to afford it.
Luo Cheng frowned and said patiently, "No, just try."
Looking at the cynical young man in front of him, Luo Cheng sighed inwardly. Although Ye Wuhen was a genius, he was completely worthless in front of his goddess, Princess Ji!
After hearing Luo Cheng's answer, Qing Ge smiled and confidently inserted a touch of spiritual consciousness into the stone statue of Qiankun.
Just like before, the stone statue of Qiankun was eerily silent, without any breath fluctuation.
Luo Cheng was quite puzzled. He raised his hand and knocked on the head of the stone statue of Qian and Kun. Unexpectedly, after three hits, the stone statue of Qian and Kun shattered into pieces and turned into ruins!
He and the romantic young man were left staring at each other in silence!
After a long while, Qing Ge grinned handsomely and said, "Grandmaster Luo, this was your move." It had nothing to do with her.
Although she is considered a wealthy family, with countless crystal mines and monsters, she cannot afford such a waste.
If she wanted compensation, she seriously suspected that the Martial Arts Association was extorting money!
Luo Cheng's face was dull, and he swallowed hard. After being stunned for a while, he looked at Elder Qiu who was pushing Shen Qingxiao with some collapse: "Elder Qiu, look..."
"Qing Xiao, what do you say?" Elder Qiu asked.
Shen Qingxiao glanced at Qingge and said, "Young Master Ye is extremely talented. The Qiankun Stone Statue cannot test her strength and profession, so why not invite Wuhuang Dagu?"
Wuhuang drum!
Luo Cheng frowned: "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife? Are you making a big deal out of a molehill?"
"With Master Ye's status and talent, he is worthy of the Emperor Wu's drum." Shen Qingxiao smiled lightly, his eyes brightening slightly.
Luo Cheng was silent for a while, then nodded and turned around.
Not long after, when Luo Cheng came back, he was followed by more than a dozen guards in golden armor. They were flying with swords, hanging in the air, and together they raised a huge golden drum of Emperor Wu!
The Wuhuang Golden Drum and the Qinglianhuanggu are similar, but there is an essential difference. The Qinglianhuanggu is to redress the injustices of defenseless innocent people, while the Wuhuang Golden Drum is to discover the peerless geniuses in the world!
In these eight thousand years, there have been many disciples with talents that cannot be detected by the stone statue of Qiankun. At this time, it is necessary to use the Golden Drum of Emperor Wu.
When Shen Qingxiao came to the Martial Arts Association, his strength and talent were also tested by the Martial Emperor's Golden Drum.
However, the smashing of the Qiankun stone statue occurred for the first time today.
"Little brother, wait patiently." Luo Cheng said.
Qing Ge nodded and stood obediently.
The golden-armored guards carried the Emperor Wu's golden drum to the top of Qingge. A dazzling and sacred golden light, like the rising sun, shone on Qingge's body.
There are Buddhist relics hidden in Emperor Wu’s golden drum.
If the stone statue of Qiankun is just a pure test of strength, then the Golden Drum of Emperor Wu will also test the bloodiness of this person!
Everyone is curious about Ye Wuhen's strength and her blood. Are the hands of such a romantic and beautiful young man clean?
The golden light shines brightly on Tuntian Square.
The stronger the smell of blood is on the person's body, the redder the Emperor Wu's Golden Drum will be.
Sure enough, after a while, the golden light changed, and a faint ray of red, like rouge floating on the surface of the river, slowly smudged out. Lu Wenshan looked at the connection between the disc and the Emperor Wu's golden drum from a distance, and leaned against it.
Looking at Patriarch Bai, he said in a gossipy manner: "It is said that only the heinous people can turn red! And the most terrifying thing is black as night, but even the people on the desert island
Those desperadoes can’t make Emperor Wu’s golden drum turn black.”
Patriarch Bai was silent and stared nervously at Emperor Wu's golden drum.
Soon, the light became redder and redder, like flowing blood.
Even if it was just the light from Emperor Wu's golden drum, they seemed to be able to smell the pungent smell of rotten blood!
"What is that?" Lu Chen pointed at the golden drum and asked.
Everyone followed the sound and forgot, but saw that the red light was still changing, like thick ink being splashed, and it turned extremely dark at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Bai Liuyun's legs became weak and he involuntarily took a few steps back. He trembled with his trembling white lips as if talking to himself: "How many people have you killed before you become like this?"
The tens of thousands of disciples of all races in the Tiantian Square were silent at this moment, and they all raised their heads to look at the disk.
But seeing the dark light shining from the Emperor Wu's golden drum, it made countless neighing sounds, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering in an instant, and ghosts were crying and wolves were howling.
It was as if the door to the underworld was open, and countless ghosts and ghosts were wandering in the deserted and deserted streets. Everywhere was a mark of sin, and the haze and forest pressure made them breathless.
Elder Qiu's hands that were placed on Shen Qingxiao's wheelchair were cold and trembling slightly: "The ninth level of the Martial Emperor's Golden Drum, Shura's sin! Only those who are burdened with thousands of resentful spirits and whose hands are stained with countless blood can do this."
It's hard to imagine what she had gone through as a young woman to commit such a sin.
Such people will be sent to a desert island to be imprisoned, bound with iron chains, and sealed with formation restrictions.
Otherwise, sooner or later, it will harm the common people.
Heaven and earth, in an instant.
The sky was clear just a moment ago, but now thunder is rolling and dark clouds are rolling over the city!
The resentful spirits released from Emperor Wu's Golden Drum are not only satisfied with being in the shining light, they break away from the light and wander around wildly, stimulating every disciple.
"Quickly, kill her!" Elder Qiu made a prompt decision and issued the order: "She triggered the Shura sin of Emperor Wu's Golden Drum. She is the carrier of the resentful spirit. Only by killing her can we return to the original state."
Qing Ge stood in the blooming pitch black light, like an emperor in the dark night or a lion in the jungle. The wind in her eyes was replaced by murderous gloom. She raised her eyes and looked lightly at the overwhelming resentful spirits.