The Shennong Ding is an ancient treasure in Chinese myths and legends.
If you were an ordinary person, you would only think that the master and disciples of the Brahma Sect had something wrong with their brains, and they actually mistook this ancient bronze cauldron for the Shennong cauldron.
How can things in myths really exist in reality?
But Xiang Yuan, Long Qi and others knew that many things in myths might actually exist.
Of course, it may not be as magical as the legend says, but it is definitely possible.
Seeing the old man pressing his blood-oozing palm onto the bronze tripod, the expressions of everyone present changed with shock.
"Stop him quickly!"
"Stop! This is a treasure that belongs to us China."
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The hearts of everyone in Nantianmen jumped. They were worried that this Chinese treasure would fall into the hands of the other party. They were also worried that this treasure might contain some kind of strange power. Once the other party got it, it would bring huge trouble to themselves and others!
Yang Mu had turned into an afterimage and swept towards the old man.
But because of the instant shock when he heard "Shennong Cauldron", he was a step too slow after all, and failed to stop the old man's bloody palm from pressing on the bronze cauldron!
"ah--!!"
A sharp scream suddenly sounded from the old man's mouth, frightening everyone's hearts to tremble again.
Yang Mu stopped and looked at the ancient cauldron, which was suddenly filled with a green halo. He sensed the spiritual energy around him, and it suddenly rioted and gathered towards this side.
"Is he really recognized as his master?"
Seeing the pained and ferocious face of the old man, Yang Mu suspected that the old man had succeeded in making the ancient tripod recognize its master, but the process of recognizing its master would be accompanied by some pain.
But soon, he overturned this guess.
Not only did the old man look in pain, but his body also changed accordingly.
He was already as thin as a dead tree. At this moment, the little flesh and blood on his body seemed to have been continuously drained away, and there was no trace of blood at all. His eyes quickly turned gray and sunken, almost like a
A mummy.
After a while, the old man was breathing more out than in, and he was about to die.
Seeing this scene, Yang Mu couldn't help but think of the kind of people described in some classical mythology stories who were drained of energy by monsters.
The old man's situation at this time was exactly the same as that situation!
"master?"
At first, Little Brahma thought that the old man had successfully recognized his master, and his face was full of ecstasy. But soon he realized something was wrong, and his expression changed drastically. He stepped forward and grabbed the old man's shoulders, trying to pull the old man away from the ancient bronze tripod.
"ah--!!"
However, he failed to pull the old man away, but after touching the old man, he screamed, his body twitched, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of pain.
This time, Yang Mu and others could see clearly.
Little Brahma had been beaten up by Yang Mu earlier and had a lot of wounds on his body. At this moment, bursts of blood were seen from the wounds on his body, flying towards the inside of the ancient bronze cauldron.
As the blood energy flew out, Little Brahma's face gradually turned gray.
In just ten seconds, the pair of masters and disciples of the Brahma Sect were transformed into skinny mummies, and there was no movement at all.
"This...what the hell is this?"
A middle-aged man from Nantianmen took two steps back in shock. Although the others appeared to be calm, they were also shocked in their hearts and had long been dumbfounded.
The leader of the Brahma Sect was much stronger than them, but he turned into a dead body in the blink of an eye!
The ancient bronze tripod was an ancient treasure that excited their hearts just now, but at this moment, it seemed like it had become a life-threatening Yama, and they did not even dare to take a step closer.
Xiang Yuan came back to his senses and took a breath: "This thing is definitely not simple, but how could it be the Shennong Cauldron? According to legend, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and hung the pot to help the world. He was called the ancestor of medicine. How could his Shennong Cauldron be possible?
Is it such a vicious thing?"
Yang Mu shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily true. For example, Shennong used countless herbs and saved countless lives! But among the herbs he used, there must be some highly toxic substances.
There is a treatment method in traditional Chinese medicine, which is called fighting poison with poison. Certain poisons, when used well, are magic medicines that save people, but when used incorrectly, they are poisons that harm people!
Moreover, don’t forget that according to legend, Shen Nong died unexpectedly because he took too many poisonous weeds and the poison was too deep!”
While speaking, he walked step by step towards the ancient bronze tripod.
Long Qi stretched out her hand to pull him back, frowning and saying, "Don't go! It's too dangerous."
Yang Mu looked at her and said with a smile: "You care about me so much? Don't worry. Judging from their performance just now, the reason why the two of them were sucked dry is because they both have wounds on their bodies, and I don't have any wounds on my body.
There is no blood flowing out, so there is no danger!"
However, Long Qi still held on to Yang Mu's hand and frowned: "If there are wounds on the body, the blood will be sucked dry. It doesn't mean that if there are no wounds, nothing will happen!"
Yang Mu said: "Okay. Then I won't touch this thing. I'll just walk in and take a look. Is it okay?"
Only then did Long Qi let go of his hand.
She followed Yang Mu and walked towards the ancient bronze tripod. She was also very curious about this weird and terrifying bronze tripod.
Yang Mu walked to the ancient bronze tripod and curiously looked at the symbols on the surface of the ancient tripod.
"Don't you know many languages and writings? Do you recognize what is written on this?"
Yang Mu glanced at Long Qi behind him.
Long Qi carefully looked at the dense symbols on the surface of the ancient tripod, shook his head and said:
"It looks somewhat similar to Oracle, but very different. Wait a moment, take a photo, and take it back to a group of professionals to study it carefully - What's wrong with you? Yang Mu! Can you hear me? What's wrong with you?
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Long Qi's eyes were round and her heartbeat skipped half a beat. Just because she saw Yang Mu's body, a faint blood mist suddenly filled the air and converged towards the ancient bronze cauldron.
Yang Mu's expression seemed to be frozen, and his facial features gradually became distorted, as if he was enduring intense pain.
Long Qi immediately reached out to pull Yang Mu.
"Can't touch him!"
Xiang Yuan rushed forward and quickly grabbed Long Qi, looking at Yang Mu in fear.
"Perhaps, we all guessed wrong! This ghost can swallow human blood. It doesn't rely on wounds at all, and it doesn't need to be touched. As long as the distance between you and it is close enough, something will happen!"
Long Qi's face turned pale: "Then we should pull him over quickly! As long as we stay away from this thing, he will be fine."
Xiang Yuan said anxiously: "No! Didn't you see what a tragic scene happened when that guy met his master just now?"
Yang Mu couldn't hear the conversation between Xiang Yuan and Long Qi at all.
He was like an insect caught in a spider's web. He suddenly felt that his body could not move. Then his brain buzzed and his consciousness quickly blurred. His originally extremely sharp perception was completely lost in an instant. Only unbearable pain appeared everywhere in his body.
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Not to mention taking a step, even blinking his eyes, he couldn't do it now.
Even though he was so cautious, he still fell into the trap. Is it possible that he really has to confess here today?